OPD: The Candy Bowl (Halloween TG Effect) (Patreon)

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Office of Paranatural Deviation - Object of Power Report

Report Filing: D013-576

Item Number: 701 802

Item Name: The Halloween Candy Bowl

Summative Assessment:

This report concerns the apparent existence of an Object of Power (OOP) located in the town of [REDACTED], USA. Object appears to be an ordinary Halloween Candy Bowl, orange in colour with a slightly faded stereotypical pumpkin face printed on the front in black. Object is always full of candy, roughly 40% of which consists of caramel chocolates belonging to the [REDACTED] corporation, and the remaining 60% of which are various forms of candy (including sour) that have no known origin or related corporate creator. The candy is infinite in nature: taking candy from the bowl will result in it refilling within eight hours, and emptying has no apparent effect. Investigator [REDACTED] attempted to place the Object upside down for a prolonged duration, but this had no notable effect.

The Candy Bowl, as the OOP shall be referred to henceforth in this report, comes under the jurisdiction of the Office of Paranatural Deviation (OPD) and our standard protocol (Obtain, Protect, Detail) because of its reality-altering and transformative effects. Officers {REDACTED] and Mitchell were the first to uncover evidence of this artefact, following rumours from the town of [REDACTED], USA. The following information was obtained.

Properties of Object of Power (OOP):

The Candy Bowl reacts normally to children taking candy from it. However, when interacted with by a teenager of 16 years or older, or an adult of any age range, paranatural effects can occur. It appears that the Candy Bowl responds to some form of greed motive: those within these age brackets (perhaps those who should know better? Or are taking candy away from kids who require it? Perhaps some kind of Halloween rule of respect?) are physically transformed if more than six pieces of candy/chocolate are taken, and reality is altered so that a majority believe that the individual was always in their transformed state. Physical transformation varies, but several factors remain consistent:

The victim of the OOP is always transformed into a woman of equivalent age until they reach the age of twenty five, at which point any older victim is reverted in age to a twenty-five year old woman. If a female victim takes the candy, her features become more exaggerated, see (2) below.

The transformation causes the victim to take on stereotypically attractive traits: large breasts, hourglass figure, facial features that are considered ‘hot’ to use the local slang of [REDACTED] citizens. It also causes them to become very attracted to the opposite gender, more so if they were already attracted to men.

Related to above, subjects feel an immediate compulsion to ‘show off’ their new attractive female forms. This compulsion translates to physical movement, a so-called ‘sultry’ tone, and use of revealing clothing and attractive makeup.

Connected to (3) above, the final part of this transformation causes the victim to suddenly be wearing a slutty (scantily-clad? Revealing? Not sure of the proper vocab for this report) Halloween outfits. Examples include: sexy succubus, naughty nurse, sexy witch, hot cop, bunny girl, hot serial killer, etc.

Lastly, reality change alteration on a Level 4 scale emerges within the next 5 minutes of transformation, causing the world as a whole to remember victim only in their new form, regardless of how contradictory to sense and logic this is. The only ones who know differently are those who are also already affected, which has allowed Officers [REDACTED] and Mitchell to uncover the Candy Bowl.

All victims feel a strong compulsion to wear their Halloween costumes for a full year until the next Halloween. Afterwards, they are able to dress more normally (though see point (3) above), but when Halloween returns they are compelled to take on their original dress up for that day each year.

Primary Report Interviews Concerning Candy Bowl OOP:

The following is a compilation of brief reports from locals of the town concerning the Candy Bowl:

Archival Interview Excerpt 1: Pink Fairy Woman

[Interview undertaken with young woman in bright pink fairy dress on Halloween. Woman’s named is [REDACTED] and she is Caucasian, blonde, 24 years of age.] 

“Yeah, I know that candy bowl. You’ve got to be careful about it. You see, it looks a lot like other candy bowls during Halloween, right? Only the fadings are really noticeable. No one knows where it came from, but I had a bad feeling when I snuck up to the Ellison household. I was an eighteen year old guy, sue me! I was a bit of a brat. But I didn’t deserve what happened next just because I got greedy and tried to empty the whole fucking bowl!

My name was Chad. Yeah, I know, sounds douchey. Better than [REDACTED] though, right? Just sounds like I’m a total slut. Which I am. Ugh. You’re not recording all of this, are you? You are? Fuck. Just my luck. At least it’s all private for your weird institution, right? I’ve never heard of the OPD before in my life. Sounds like bullshit, but I’ll accept bullshit if that’s what it takes to get someone - anyone! - outside of the other victims to know what’s going on.

Okay, so where was I? Yeah, I was eighteen years old and I didn’t even dress up for Halloween. Boo-frickin-hoo. I guess that weird Halloween Candy Bowl didn’t like that, or me trying to take all its candy, because when I started filling my backpack and giggling over how the kids weren’t gonna get any, suddenly I felt myself changing. I grew these big Double-D boobs and I lost my frickin’ dick, and as you can see I got quite the face card too. I was a brunette before, now I’m a hot blonde with a peachy ass that won’t quit. And I was wearing a fucking fairy costume as well! The same pink one I’ve got on for tonight. Hey, my eyes are up here, buddy. Look, I know this pink costume shows off my legs and my tits, but can you at least look me in the face? That’s beautiful too, ain’t it?”

My apologies.

“Thank you! Anyway, I tried returning all the candy but it did nothing. I was stuck, and I couldn’t even remove my damn costume! I was stuck as a sexy pink fairy, and it turns out I couldn’t take that costume off for a year! People made fun of me, but I could have taken it if they’d at least known who I was. Instead, it was like my entire world had changed, like some dumb nerdy sci-fi movie or whatever. Suddenly, everyone is calling me [REDACTED] as if I’ve been a blonde bombshell all my life! I ended up going to the Halloween party where all my peers were. It was meant to be a big thing, not that I wanted to wear a costume; I just wanted to see the naughty nurses, personally. But now I was a fucking hottie on the dance floor, and I couldn’t stop myself. All the guys were looking at me and wanting to take a bite out of me! And I even started dancing up against some and making out with them too! When I sought out my friend Kade for help, he acted like I was into him.”

Were you?

“Goddamn it, of course I was. God, we ended up having sex like four times. Twice at the party, and twice again back at his place after. I could only take the outfit off for sex and showers, as it turned out. But then I had to put it back on. He thought I was crazy, which made me angry, but I still wanted to fuck his brains out. I can’t not be into dudes. It’s been six years and I’m always showing off this hot body and getting ready for Halloween. I feel a need to make it a whole thing; host a party, look like a sexy fairy, and bone down with the dudes. Well, one dude now, at least. I’ve got a boyfriend. His name’s [REDACTED] and he’s awesome. He takes care of me even if he treats me like a total bimbo. Ugh, I just have to take what I can get, since I don’t want to be a total slut. I just wish he didn’t have such a thing for me in my Halloween outfit. He knows I was in it for a year, so he likes to get me in it whenever he can and make me his ‘wish-granting sex fairy.’ Fuck me, I wish I’d never taken that candy! At least I get to talk to others who were affected. They know what it’s like and how much it sucks!

Archival Interview Excerpt 2: Dark Witch

[Subject of interview is a 25-year old Latina woman wearing a dark witch outfit on Halloween. Her skin is painted green. Like other victims, her costume is rather showy (cleavage, short skirt, etc):

“It doesn’t suck that bad, to be honest. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I got off pretty well. I was a fifty-year old Karen of a woman, I guess you could say. I couldn’t stand Halloween. Always detested it. The noise, the music, the people dressing up as little monsters. I’m ashamed to admit that I thought the whole thing was rather demonic: my preacher said as much, and I used to believe everything he said. Well, he doesn’t even recognise me as his most faithful parishioner anymore. To him, I’m just some fallen whore of Babylon. Yes, that’s a direct quote from the bastard.”

He doesn’t remember who you used to be?

“No one does except other people affected. I can’t use names, right? Well, I can, but you said you’ll redact them, so I’ll be vague. I stole the candy and emptied it into the trash so that no one could get candy on my street. I didn’t realise it was a magically manifesting candy bowl or whatever. Anyway, next thing I knew, I was transforming, reverting back in years until I was in my early twenties. Not a bad thing, now that I’m more comfortable in my body, but at first it was a nightmare! I was wearing a sexy witch costume - the one I’m wearing now, of curse, pardon the pun - and I couldn’t take it off. Also, I was covered in green paint, so there was that. But suddenly I also had a full bowl of candy of my own, and I felt compelled to go out the front door and hand it out to the trick and treating children. Rather karmic, isn’t it?”

Do you suspect that the Object of Power is sapient? That it can think?

“I have no idea, but others do. The ones who are also changed. We’ve got our own little AA-type meeting that gets together every two weeks, though some of us are firmer friends. The fact is, we’ve all been transformed into young and very attractive women, and forced to wear Halloween outfits for a whole year, and every Halloween since. I’m really trying not to act too sexually obvious around you, officer, but you’re making it hard. The curse of this object, or whatever it is, makes me far less puritan than I used to be, I can tell you that! A fallen whore of Babylon indeed. I’ve adjusted to it well, but Tif - I mean, the pink fairy woman, has had a harder time of it. She has a regular boyfriend now, at least. He’s quite handsome. Of course, the naughty nurse used to be a male bartender, and she’s the biggest slut of us all. I know she hates that, but she’s a damn racist who tried to claim I was an ‘slutty anchor baby’ before she got turned as well, so it brings me joy to see her lusting over yet another big black dick. I just feel sorry for Scar - I mean, for the woman in the dragon costume. The poor thing was only sixteen when she changed, and imagine trying to deal with wearing something like that through an entire high school year!

And how are you coping now? Any paranatural occurrences that still affect you?

“Just the need to wear this outfit on Halloween each year, and my endless desire for men. You know, you’re pretty tall and handsome, officer. I don’t know what the Office of Paranatural Deviation is all about, but I’ve come to accept being quite the deviant myself, you know. What do you say? Feel like getting some green paint in some unexpected places?”

(Note: Officer was placed on a week’s leave for unprofessional conduct following this interview)

Archival Interview Excerpt 3: Officer Mitchells / Playboy Bunny

[Interview is with 22 year old recent recruit to the OPD named Janet Mitchells. Officer Mitchells was handling the Candy Bowl when he allegedly spilled more than six articles of candy from it, causing him to transform under its various effects. This interview was conducted in Interrogation Room 03 in Area [REDACTED]. Subject appears to be a brunette woman with shoulder-length hair, large breasts, hourglass figure, attractive hip-waist ratio, and long legs. She is wearing a black playboy bunny outfit with a purple sheen to it, and dark sheer stockings. A pair of fake bunny ears are on a headband atop her head, and she wears what might be described as attractive makeup. She is also in high heels.]

“I keep telling you, I can’t take this shit off! I’m Officer Gabe Mitchells, not Janet Mitchells! I made a dumb mistake handling the Object of Power. I spilled some of the fucking candy while transferring it to the [REDACTED] chamber. You know me, man! We’ve worked together for six years! We share a birthday, it’s how we connected!”

I am sure that’s true. It meets all the requirements of the OOP in question, but I’m sorry to say I don’t remember you, Janet. At least, not very well. As far as I and everyone else here can remember, you only joined us recently. And you’re out of uniform.

“I’d try to get back into my uniform if I could, but I’m stuck as a sexy bunny! Fuck me, why are my tits so damn big? Even the blonde fairy chick we interviewed has smaller tits than me, and she was stacked. And this outfit pushes them right back up - stop looking at them, [REDACTED]. I can see you perving at me!

Apologies. I’m trying to be professional, ma’am.

“Don’t you ma’am me, you sexy hunk! I mean, uh, shit. Shit shit shit. The effects of the object . . . I’m starting to really feel them. Um, could you make yourself not look so goddamn hot, please? C’mon, you’re my coworker, just loosen your tie or - oh shit, no, tighten it again! That’s too hot! Fuck!”

If you prefer, we can get a female interviewer for your situation.

“No! I - this body doesn’t want you to go. Shit, I’m stuck like this, aren’t I? I’m going to be this young thing with these big tits and all the guys up in the Investigation Division will never let me hear the end of it, even if they don’t remember who I used to be. Shit, shit, shit. And because of the effects of the Candy Bowl, I’m probably going to be very into them. That’s bad. That’s so bad. Wait, can I even be an agent after this? I know [REDACTED] up in Storage has that whole clown thing, and [REDACTED] managed to get a promotion despite the fact that her lower half is a fucking cow! Surely I get some hazard pay and can keep my job, right? Right?”

The Office will assess your particular situation. It’s unlikely you’ll be out in the field, at least for a year, but you’ll likely be able to work in the office.

“Of course. Because I’m wearing this sexy getup for a whole year. Just great. Just fucking great. I’ll be walking around like a fetishistic exhibitionist for a whole year while I try to get my old coworkers to remember me, and they won’t be able to take me seriously because a hot big-titted bimbo will be passing them the reports and trying not to get wet in their presence. I knew I should have held that Candy Bowl with two hands. What was I thinking?”

We can reach out to the other victims and add you to their support group? Information from the OPD is under quarantine security, of course, but the Office would allow this as part of your mental health package.

“That . . . would probably be good. Shit. Shit shit shit. Stuck like this for life, and wearing this outfit for a year and every Halloween after. And to think, I was actually bragging the other day about having no hazard instances. God, these tits are big. F-fuck me, they’re sensitive, too. Mmhm. Do we have to keep recording? I’m feeling pretty aroused here. Goddamn it, this new pussy is getting wet. I need to deal with it. I need to deal with it right fucking now. Stupid OOP. Stupid Candy Bowl. Look, I’ll probably need to think about getting a boyfriend here, won’t I? Otherwise, I might end up causing an office scandal since I’m going to be such a f-fucking slut. Why don’t you turn off that recorder, big boy? Please, just turn it off. I really, really need y-

(Note: Officer was placed on a week’s leave for unprofessional conduct following this interview)

(Second Note: Officer [REDACTED] and Officer Mitchell have since been given the clear for an office relationship and for shared office space due to their unique paranatural nature of their connection. Soundproofing may be required after several noise complaints).

End Report