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  “I don’t know,” she said. “This is stupid!”

  Dani kept getting smaller, until her blouse, originally small and flirtatious, was like a badly tailored dress on her. She flexed her hands and fidgeted as the shrinking continued, on and on, for several more seconds.

  When it finally came to an apparent stop, a tiny girl the size of an action figure stood in the middle of the clothes. Dani clutched her arms over her now naked body, her face turning bright red. She was no more than six inches tall and still perfectly proportional. She let out a terrified scream.

  CHAPTER 3

  “I need to undo this! Right now!”

  Dani’s voice was smaller and quieter than it had been when she was full sized. It was a nuanced effect, however. It still sounded like her, not high pitched and chirpy like many of the examples provided to Felix by television and movies. It was still Dani, just quieter, and with less depth.

  “Alright,” said Felix. “I think you should probably wait until your mother gets back, though.”

  “No!” shouted Dani, stomping her foot. “She can’t know about this!”

  Felix shrugged and took a closer look at the tiny, naked girl. It was hard to keep himself from smiling. She looked adorable, and was still continuing to cover her modesty and blushing out of embarrassment.

  “I don’t know what to tell you,” said Felix. “I doubt you’d be able to lift one of your mom’s potions on your own, let alone take the cork out of the vial. And I can’t help you with the cuffs still on.”

  “I can help you take them off,” said Dani. “And then you can help me!”

  Felix chewed on his lip.

  “You should really just wait until your mom gets back,” he said.

  Dani shouted something that came out too quickly and high pitched to be understandable. She pulled the hand covering her crotch away and pointed an accusatory finger at him.

  “You’re… enjoying this!” she shouted. “You pervert! Stop looking at me!”

  Felix chuckle and flashed her a guilty look.

  “Maybe I am enjoying it,” he said. “A little, but more because you’re so darn cute then for any kind of, uh, weird reason.”

  “Help me!” screamed Dani. “You owe it to me! I helped you the last time you were in a pinch.”

  “Fine, fine,” said Felix. “I’ll help you, Dani. How do I get these off?”

  Dani carefully hopped out of her piled clothes, still using most of her energy to keep her body covered. She turned back toward Felix, looking at him expectantly, holding her naked breasts tight with one arm.

  “Follow me,” she said.

  Felix got his feet underneath him and stood up, though it felt totally unnecessary, given how slowly Dani moved. It took her ten seconds to walk a distance that he could have done in a single, loping stride. She stopped in front of Stella’s pink globe, which was currently lighting the room.

  “Touch the edge of the cuffs to the globe,” said Dani. “But just the cuffs! This thing is more dangerous than it looks.”

  “For you, of course it is,” said Felix, smiling. “If it tipped with you next to it, you’d end up with a broken leg.”

  “You jerk!” shouted Dani. “You used to be so nice, Felix, and you’re… you’re…”

  Felix rolled his eyes.

  “Look, I’m sorry,” he said. “This is just an odd situation. I’ll get the cuffs off and see what I can do to help.”

  He turned around, looking over one shoulder at his shackled wrists and carefully moving them toward the crystal glass of the globe. Pink fog swirled inside of it, virile and active. Felix felt the edge of the cuffs clink against the globe, along with the skin of one of his wrists.

  It happened faster than he could react. A soft, feminine hand reached out of the globe and took him by the wrist, pulling him backward. Felix let out a surprised shout as he felt himself being pulled down, into the globe, the supernatural physics of it in violation of everything he’d have thought possible.

  A beautiful, feminine laugh echoed in his ears. Felix could see the room outside the globe, Dani, now of comparable size to him, all of it distorted by the curved crystal glass. He landed softly on the center of the globe’s floor, and looked up to see a woman standing over him. A gorgeous, naked woman.

  Her hair was pink, the same color as the fog. Her breasts were huge, striding the line between attractive and unnecessary. Her body was full of voluptuous curves, bordering on plump, but the way she carried herself suggested that her form served a specific purpose.

  “Ooh…” cooed the woman. “You’re interesting. You have magic in you.”

  “What?” Felix held out a hand as she began walking toward him, as though preparing to hold her back.

  He noticed that the cuffs were gone, along with all of his clothes. For a second, he feared that the same thing that had happened to Dani had happened to him, albeit through a more roundabout method. But only for a second, as the pink haired woman reached him, touched him, and replaced all of his thoughts with pure, unadulterated lust.

  Felix tried to speak and let out a sound that was more moan than word. The woman closed on him, biting her bottom look and scanning over him. Her chest heaved with each breath she took, breasts jiggling, buoyant and free for his eyes to feast on.

  “We’re going to have so much fun,” she whispered. “You might not be able to stand once I’m done with you.”

  She lifted her chin and opened her arms, inviting Felix to step toward her. He hit her at a flying pace, his cock hard and aching with sexual need. The woman laughed and twisted. The two of them floated through the air, apparently unbound by the laws of gravity.

  “Yes…” she whispered. “That’s it. Show me what you’re made of.”

  From outside the globe, Felix could see Dani watching with a shocked expression on her face. She was the larger of the two now, three or four times Felix’s shrunken size in the crystal glass. She was slowly shaking her head, still covering herself, though it seemed so pointless to him.

  The pink haired woman pushed her breasts into Felix’s face and spread her legs. His cock found its target automatically, as though pulled by sexual magnetism. Felix slid forward, feeling an unnatural tightness and suction as the head of his erection slipped inside.

  “Ooh,” the woman moaned. “You’re a young one. So strong.”

  Her legs wrapped around him, and Felix began to thrust. It was hard fucking from the start, filled with a passionate need that went beyond pleasure. It was a primal thing, pulling at Felix from deep within his loins. He slammed his cock into the woman, feeling the resulting bursts of pleasure with each movement.

  Dani was waving one of her arms at him from outside the glass. Felix was only dimly aware of her, and after a moment, the pink haired woman turned his face back toward her. She kissed him again and pulled his hands up onto her beasts.

  They were incredible, soft and loose, the skin silky, the nipples perfectly shaped. The woman let out a squeal of pleasure as Felix’s fingers gently pinched one of them. He used them for leverage, thrusting in a style that wouldn’t have been possible outside of the globe and free from its lax laws of physics.

  “This is… crazy,” whispered Felix. He couldn’t think straight. It was hard for him to do anything other than focus on the pleasure in his cock, and the movement of his hips. He wanted to stay there forever, fucking her without ever taking a break, and it scared him.

  “It’s fine,” said the woman. “It’s so fine. And it’s so dirty, so wrong. Feel it. Enjoy it.”

  She bit her lip and pouted at him, sliding one arm under her breasts, as though presenting them to him on a shelf. Felix buried his face into them and fucked her harder. She let out cries of pleasure and little squeals, and he somehow knew that they were exaggerated for his benefit.

  Felix felt like he was on the verge of cumming, but each time he approached orgasm, the woman seemed to pull energy out of him, keeping him permanently on the brink. It was frustrating, and
he responded by fucking her harder, slamming his cock into her as though trying to use it for punishment.

  “Yes!” The woman let out an illicit laugh and gyrated her hips. “That’s it! Use me! Make me pay for what I’ve done for you!”

  Felix growled and pushed forward faster, feeling her cunt shifting and writhing against his cock as though it had a mind of its own. It felt a though she was milking his erection, trying to steal his seed from the source. Trying to steal more than that, trying to turn him into a power source of erotic energy.

  He pushed away from her, though it took every ounce of willpower he had. The pink haired woman frowned.

  “What’s the matter?” she cooed. “Don’t you want to teach me my lesson?”

  Felix forced his head to shake no.

  “Stay… away…” he muttered.

  “What about now?” The woman’s body flashed with pink light, and suddenly, there were more female forms standing around her.

  Felix recognized all of them, famous celebrities, supermodels. One of the girls that he’d had a secret crush on in high school. Even Stella and Dani were there, standing naked, their proportions clearly exaggerated. The real Dani watched from outside the glass, glaring at her doppelganger’s big butt and ample bosom.

  The women moved at Felix in a crush of naked bodies and undulating flesh. He let out a surprised gasp that turned into a pleasured moan halfway through as breasts pushed into his face, and lips and tongues smooshed into his erection.

  “Just enjoy it,” said the pink haired woman. “That’s all I’m asking. That’s not so much to ask, is it?”

  Felix let out a low moan, staring down at the women working their magical mouths and tongues against his cock. They were sucking like nothing he’d experienced, or even seen, before. Their tongues and lips moved in perfect unison, desperately licking and sucking and kissing, more intent on giving him pleasure then any pornstar could have faked.

  The pink haired woman was at the center of it. The others moved aside as she took her place, gingerly planting a soft kiss on the tip of Felix’s cock as though she was a virgin nympho discovering the beauty of sex for the first time. She smiled a practiced, shy smile at him and then licked, her tongue moving in impossible ways to wrap around the shaft of his cock.

  “Just… let me cum,” Felix found himself whispering.

  “What fun would that be?” The pink haired woman grinned, and seven sets of lips pressed against every inch of naked skin on his cock, sending incomprehensible pleasure coursing through him.

  Felix let out a scream of pleasure. It was torture. It wasn’t fun anymore, or something that he could enjoy. He needed release; he needed it more than he needed to breathe. He felt his fingernails digging into the palms of his hands. He tried to squirm, and felt gentle hands grabbing him, holding him in place.

  “No!” he shouted. “No! Please!”

  “I’m going to use you,” whispered the pink haired woman. “You belong to me now.”

  “No, he doesn’t,” came a familiar, authoritative voice.

  Stella, the real Stella, appeared in the globe just beyond the mass of writhing, naked, female flesh. She was wearing her robe and holding her staff, and her eyes were set into a harsh glare directed at the pink haired woman.

  “But… I thought he was a gift!” pouted the pink haired woman.

  Stella sighed. The tip of her staff glowed and she pointed it in Felix’s direction. A glowing ball of pink light shot toward him, striking him in the groin, just above his hardness.

  Instantly, an orgasm took hold of him, hitting him with such force that it almost felt like a punch of directed pleasure. His seed splashed out into waiting mouths, onto waiting tongues. Felix groaned and barely noticed as fell backward through the glass, phasing through it and back to his normal size in a matter of seconds.

  He fell backward onto the floor of Stella’s apartment with a shamefully wet spot on the crotch of his jeans. Stella appeared a second later, crossing her arms and splitting her glare between Felix and her tiny, naked daughter.

  “You’re both idiots,” she said, dryly.

  CHAPTER 4

  Felix lowly pulled himself to his feet, feeling more than a little ashamed of himself. Stella carried the pink crystal globe back into the room, and it was only then that Felix noticed that the lights were back on.

  “Did you run into Jesamar?” he asked, trying to get his mind off what had just been happening.

  “No,” said Stella. “The generator downstairs was switched off. Not broken, just switched off.”

  “That’s odd,” said Dani, her voice barely loud enough to carry through the room. She was sitting cross legged on the carpet, arms still crossed over her breasts. She looked like a girl in a locker room, impatiently awaiting her turn in the shower.

  “Now,” said Stella. “Explain to me what happened while I was gone.”

  Felix shifted uncomfortably. He waited a moment, but when it became clear that Dani was even more embarrassed than he was, he began retelling the events of the past few minutes.

  “Stupid,” muttered Stella. “Dani, how many times have I told you to-“

  “I know, I know,” said the tiny girl. “Please, mom. Just… get the potion that will undo this.”

  Stella frowned, looking a little pained.

  “Dani, I don’t have it made,” she said. “The potion you drank was an old one that I inherited from another sorceress. I didn’t even know what its effects were.”

  “What!” Dani squealed. “But… it was in the same bottle that you use for the basic alchemy enhancements.”

  “I put a hair band around the lip to mark it,” said Stella. “It must have fallen off.”

  “Then… cast a counter spell, or something!” snapped Dani. Her mother gave her a stern look and rubbed her temples.

  “Do you think I’m not already considering that, young lady?” asked Stella. “There are a few different ones I can try, but… Well, we’ll just have to see what happens.”

  Felix moved to the other side of the room, giving the two some space and clandestinely changing into a new pair of underwear and jeans in the bathroom. Stella used her staff, cycling through several different spells. Some created light that washed over Dani’s tiny form. Some created smoke, or mist, or in one instance, a strange, greenish ectoplasmic goo that coated Dani’s skin. None of them did anything.

  “Mom!” shouted Dani. “You need to figure something out! I can’t stay like this!”

  Stella handed her daughter a tissue, which Dani used like a towel to clean the goo off her tiny, nubile body. She frowned, tapping a finger against her lips and thinking.

  “I’m sorry, Dani,” she said. “I don’t know what else to try right now.”

  “Are you saying… I’m stuck like this?” Dani’s voice was tiny and heart breaking.

  Stella sighed and ran her hand through her hair. Dani shifted anxiously on the floor. She looked a little cold, and Felix had an idea. He stood up and walked into the bathroom, grabbing a white handkerchief out of Stella’s linen closet. He took a knife from the kitchen and carefully poked a couple of holes into it, estimating Dani’s approximate, tiny size.

  “Here,” he said, returning to the living room and handing it to her. “So you don’t have to, uh, keep holding your arms like that.”

  Dani made an annoyed noise, but took the handkerchief from him. She glared at it for a moment before pulling it over her head. It fit, for the most part, hanging a little longer than it needed to and dragging on the floor. Dani looked almost like a bride in a very basic, sleeveless wedding dress, if the bride was also channeling the iconic image of a sheet covered ghost.

  “I’m wearing a handkerchief!” complained Dani. “This is… insane!”

  “Dani…” whispered Stella. “I don’t know what else to try. I need to look through my books and see what I can find that might help. It’s going to take some time.”

  Dani stomped a tiny foot on the carpet and let out an
annoyed sob.

  “I… I can’t believe this,” she said, shaking her head. “Felix, this is all your fault!”

  Felix blinked and shook his head in confusion.

  “Uh, what?” He made an uncomprehending gesture with his hand.

  “If… if you hadn’t been here, I would have been able to go with my mom,” said Dani. “And then I never would have…”

  She trailed off, as though realizing without needing to be told how ridiculous her logic was. Felix took a seat next to her on the couch and tried to make eye contact with her tiny eyes. It felt a little silly, but he kept his face serious.

  “Dani, I’m really sorry this happened to you,” he said. “But… you can try to make the best of it, right? Or at least endure until your mom figures something out?”

  Stella had already disappeared into the room, and Felix could hear the sound of books dropping from her shelf and onto the floor. Dani sank down to her knees and folded her arms, pouting visibly.

  “How so?” she asked.

  “Well…” Felix frowned, thinking. “Why don’t we watch some TV? The screen will be like a movie theater for you.”

  Dani scowled at that, but she didn’t object as Felix used the remote to turn on the TV and began scrolling through Stella’s Netflix account library.

  “How am I supposed to do anything for myself like this?” muttered Dani.

  “Hey, look on the bright side,” said Felix. “You’ll spend less on food.”

  Dani made a huffing noise and slapped her hand against her thigh.

  “Look, your mom will get you back to normal, soon enough,” said Felix. “Just be strong until she figures out how.”

  “It’s not really as though I have any choice in the matter.” Dani crossed her arms and sat down on the carpet. Her tiny expression was a little hard to read, but Felix could make out enough detail to see that she was crestfallen, and more than a little scared.

  “Do you want to sit up here on the couch with me?” asked Felix.

  Dani shrugged. He reached a hand and opened it. Dani seemed to hesitate for a moment before moving onto it , crouching her knees for balance as Felix lifted her up and over onto the empty seat beside him. Dani felt almost weightless in his hand, and worryingly frail.