Painted Peril (Patreon)

Author's Note: This was based off a comm I got a few years back from a friend and Patron, Korick17! It features Amy and Vanessa, characters from another friend/Patreon Agent XY! The pic this story is based on will go live on my FA and tomorrow!

There's an unwritten rule that every art museum must have some cursed paintings or exhibits. Cursed and magical artwork is a common thing, so it's only natural it would turn up at art museums. You're usually safe if you don't touch said paintings, unlike today's unfortunate victims...

Two friends were currently visiting the art museum today: The simian Hooters waitress Jelly (formerly known as "Jam") and her friend Amy the mouse! The 6 foot tall simian was clad in her usual orange shorts and white Hooters shirt. She tended to wear her outfit at all times, just so she could show off her curves and breasts properly.

The museum was completely empty, its only occupants being Jelly and Amy. The pair didn't care about the lack of people, as if a magic force was preventing them from doing so. The same magic force also brought them to the museum, unbeknownst to the duo.

Amy was a tiny mouse with brown fur, clad in only a red bikini. The mousy babe sat atop Jelly's shoulder as the monkey walked through the museum. Jelly giggled, "Man, these paintings are lovely!"

Amy nodded, "Of course! The painters really poured their hearts and souls into them,"

Jelly smiled and reached over to pet the mouse on her shoulders, "You know it! It's almost like these paintings are alive in a way!"

Little did the mouse and monkey know that they were indeed correct! These paintings weren't just alive, they used to be people. And Amy and Jelly were about to join them in their imprisonment, whether they wanted to or not. As Jelly and Amy made their way through the museum, they came across a strange sight: It was a pair of paintings of what looked to be empty Victorian dresses. The dresses seemed to be floating in mid-air, as if invisible women were wearing them!

Below the painting was a sign that simply read, "Don't touch!"

Jelly and Amy looked at the pair of empty paintings. The mouse scratched at her chin, "How odd!"

The monkey giggled, "Ooh, Imma touch the one with the red dress!"

Amy tugged on Jam's ear, "I don't think that's a good idea!"

"Maybe you're right! Maybe I shouldn't-"

Just then, a strange voice whispered in Jelly's head, "One little touch won't hurt!" Despite the quietness of the whisper, it overpowered Jelly's thoughts and sent her into a trance. She found herself uncontrollably moving her finger towards the painting with the red-and-black dress in it.

Amy tried to stop this by scampering up the monkey's arm and onto her hand, before tugging on her index finger, "Don't do it, Jelly!"

Just then, the voice started to whisper to Amy as well, "Just one touch! Mice are supposed to be curious, aren't they?" There was something strangely familiar about the whispering voice, but Amy was too busy being overpowered by its suggestion to think on that. She too fell into trance as well as she leaped off the monkey's hand and towards the painting with the green dress. The two touched their paintings at the same time, quickly awakening from their trance and beginning a strange transformation.

Their hands quickly became glued to the paintings as soon as they made contact with them, before flattening out and becoming part of the painting itself! The rest of their bodies became flat as they were pulled into the painting as well. Amy's body resized itself to the same size as Jelly, just as the 2-dimensional mouse and monkey found themselves being pulled upwards. Jelly's body was slid into the Gothic red-and-black dress, while Amy's body entered the regal green-and-yellow dress.

Jelly panicked, "Eep, what's happening?!"

"I don't know!" The mouse screeched back as the pair were fitted with their new "royal attire".

Once inside the painted dresses, the pair of anthro animals found their chests expanding greatly, filling up the top of their dresses quite nicely in the process. Jelly's arms then moved on their own, her right arm placing itself on her hip and her left arm lifted in the air in a rather posh position. Once in her new regal pose, the monkey's body froze and left her unable to move anything else except her face. Jelly panicked, "Amy, I can't move!"

Amy found herself frozen in a similar pose as well, with one hand on her hip and the other positioned downwards near her waist, "I can't either, Jelly!"

The two freaked out as they found themselves trapped inside the paintings, no way to move or escape their confines. Their skin was now dried ink, their bodies clad in flowy Victorian dresses that looked centuries out of date. Their hairstyles remained mostly the same, but their increased chest sizes were the main draw. The pair could feel how heavy their swollen breasts were, but were unable to do anything about them due to being frozen inside their paintings.

They could look around the paintings they were trapped in with their eyes, but were unable to interact with them in any meaningful way. Jelly's backdrop was that of a magnificent castle, giving the impression that she was some kind of duchess. Amy's was a simple dressing room, like that of a royal lady. Despite their seemingly safe environments and "status increases", the pair couldn't be any more afraid.

"How do we get out of this?!" Shouted Jelly.

"I dunno, you were the one who touched them!" Amy fried back.

"I wouldn't have touched them if that voice didn't whisper in my head and tell me to. It was like I was a slave to my own body as soon as it spoke,"

"Yeah, I heard that voice too. It sounded kinda familiar..."

Jelly gulped, "You don't think that voice belongs to-" Before Jelly could finish, someone sneaked up behind her and grabbed hold of her hairless breasts. The person began groping and toying with the monkey's plentiful chest, causing her to moan.

"It does, darling!" Said a feminine voice, who moved her face closer so Jelly could see who it was. It was none other than the black-haired witch, Vanessa. She was clad in her usual Gothic witch attire, complete with a skull on the front of her shirt and a black skirt.

"V-Vanessa?! How did you get inside this painting?"

"I can go anywhere I want with my magic, sugar-monkey. Besides, who do you think put you two cuties here in the first place?"

Amy sighed, "I should've known! This whole place was a trap,"

The witch nodded as she ran her hands along Jelly's sultry hips, the monkey still frozen and unable to stop her, "Of course it was! I was able to lead you two here with a bit of magical suggestion, leaving you two none the wiser to my trap. My magic was also able to force the pair of you ignore the lack of people and throw caution to the wind and touch these beautiful paintings I got!"

Jelly raised an eyebrow, "Wait, you hijacked a whole museum just to imprison us?"

The witch cackled and smacked the monkey's bum, "Well, that's part of it, sweetie! I love playing with my pets, first and foremost. However, with Halloween fast approaching and my powers becoming stronger as a result, I needed a new venue to store my 'antiquities',"

"So, all of these other paintings are people too?" Asked the mouse, to which Vanessa nodded vigorously.

"They were indeed, sweetie! The unfortunate thing about these art museums is that their always full of people, so I decided to turn them into the new exhibits while I had my fun. Don't worry, I'll change them back in a few days!" Vanessa said she tugged on the mouse's tail.

Jelly breathed a sigh of relief, "So you're changing us back too in a few days as well?"

Vanessa shook her head, "I will in a month, darling!"

Amy gasped, "A m-m-month?!"

Vanessa giggled, "Yep! After that, once Halloween rolls around I'll have you two imprisoned in new forms for a bit. Jelly will be my butt and for Amy, well... I haven't decided yet,"

"You're going to turn me into your butt?!" Screeched Jelly.

Vanessa cackled like the witch she was as she slid back into Jelly's painting, before squeezing the buttocks of the entrapped simian with her perfectly manicured hands, "Of course! Don't tell me you're not into it?"

Jelly blushed, "Maybe a little!"

"Ha, I knew it! You two are my favorite familiars after all, you're just so fun to toy with and experiment on," Vanessa said she threw her arms around the monkey, cuddling her as she breathed onto the monkey's hairy neck.

"T-T-Thanks!"

"You're welcome! Since you're being such a good little prisoner, how about I give you a banana?"

Jelly smirked, "Of course, I can never say no to a banana!"

Vanessa nodded and snapped her fingers, causing a shiny yellow banana to appear out of nowhere  and land in her hand. Vanessa unpeeled the banana and moved it towards Jelly's mouth, right before pulling it back and leaving it on the window sill next to the monkey just to taunt her, "There ya go! Just gotta go get it, girl!"

"H-Hey, that's not fair!"

Vanessa took her slender finger and ran it along the monkey's chin, "All is fair when it comes to teasing my familiars! Maybe if you struggle hard enough, you might be able to budge your body enough to reach that banana!"

Jelly tried to move, but her body remained immobile, "Yeah, I doubt that,"

"Oh well, paintings don't need to eat anyways!"

Vanessa then teleported back into the mouse's painting, appearing behind the regal lady with a sinister smirk on her face. She ran her hand along the mouse's tail and towards her backside, before giving it a playful squeeze and cackling once more, "And what can I get for you, my mousy maiden?"

"Well, normally I'd say 'cheese', but I know you'd just taunt me with it. So how about some 'instant gratification' instead?" Asked the mouse with a perverted smile.

Vanessa smiled and snapped her fingers, causing a whip to appear in her hand, "You read my mind, little mouse!"

The witch held the whip high up in the air, before smacking it down hard on the mouse's rump. She squealed out in ecstasy as the witch continually smacked her backside with it. "Oh god yes!" Shouted Amy with glee.

However, the smacks stopped very quickly, leaving Amy craving more. "How dare you stop paddling Lady Amy's backside so quickly? Harlequins like you should be decapitated!" Amy said in a more regal tone of voice, as if being controlled by her new persona.

"Uh... Amy, you still in there?" Asked Jelly with a concerned frown on her face.

Amy quickly snapped back to reality, "W-What happened?!"

The witch stroked the back of the mouse's neck, "Oh, that? Just a little temporary mind alteration brought out by the temptation of the whip. Don't worry, I'll be sure to bring out more of that soon!" With that, the witch stepped outside of the painting and appeared in the hallway. She stood before the two captive friends with a grin on her face, "You two look so good in captivity!"

"We do not!" Shouted Jelly while blushing brighter than Amy.

"If you two hate it so much, then why are you blushing?"

The pair remained silent, their blush getting brighter and brighter with each passing second. Victoria giggled and playfully batted her hand at the two, "Oh, you're so fun to mess with! Now, I need something from you,"

"Not sure we can give you much while stuck in these paintings!"

"Oh, you two can give me plenty!" Exclaimed the witch, right before waving her hand to cast a spell. The two painted ladies found their energy being drained and funneled out of the paintings. After leaving the paintings, the energy moved towards the witch's chest and entered it. The witch's already large breasts then absorbed the energy, growing even larger and bouncier with each passing second. They grew so large that they burst through her top, but the witch paid it no heed. Despite being topless in front of her familiars, she lost none of her trademark sultriness.

Amy and Jelly collectively panted, now with little energy left inside their inanimate bodies. "I feel so weak..." Said Jelly while struggling to hold open her eyelids.

The mouse was in the same boat as she too found herself completely sapped, "W-What did you do, Vanessa?"

"Just borrowed some of your energy to grow my puppies! Don't worry, I didn't steal your life-force or anything, sweeties. I just figured since you're going to be stuck in these paintings for a bit, you wouldn't need that stored up energy,"

"W-What happens next?" Asked the weakened monkey.

"Well, you two will essentially go into 'painting mode' for the next 8 hours. Your faces will remain immobile and you'll only be able to think 'royal thoughts'. Afterwards, you'll be recharged with your memories returned in no time!"

As if on cue, Jelly's and Amy's faces froze. Their eyes became soulless and blank as their mouths curled into elegant perma-grins, all while regal thoughts permeated their minds. They thought only of their own royalty and femininity, reflecting on how much better they thought were than all the 'peasants' surrounding them.

"Ah, you pair are the perfect paintings now. I'll talk to you tomorrow, once you regain your consciousness and the ability to speak, of course! In the meantime, I'll have to conjure up a new top for my 'mighty mountains' here, toodles!"

With that, the witch flicked off the light and left her two new paintings alone. Once the 8 hours had passed, the two returned to their senses as the witch came back with a new top to fit her enlarged jugs. She continued to toy with her new acquisitions throughout the month, before ultimately deciding to take their torment to the next level!