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  “I’ll be careful,” said Felix.

  He pushed up slightly and Sister Catherine’s entire body shivered. Her breasts bounced in front of his face. Felix felt, more than saw, the color red across his vision and body, primal and reminiscent of his masculine desires.

  “Oh, sister,” he moaned. He thrust upward, sliding more of himself into her. Catherine practically collapsed forward onto him, shivering with uncontrollable pleasure.

  “This…. You’re…” Sister Catherine was incoherent, too immersed in the emotions of sex to make any sense with her words.

  Felix thrust again and heard her cry out in pleasure. He thrust again and again, his body becoming addicted to the sensation, and then flipped her underneath him on the bed.

  Sister Catherine hooked her arms around him, and Felix felt his bestial nature begin to let loose. He slammed into her, letting his cock instruct her in the ways of something that, if she truly was a nun, she’d probably never experienced before.

  “Oh God!” cried Sister Catherine, the words carrying a weight of shame in them. “Oh God!”

  Felix fucked her harder, watching her breasts jiggle in the most exquisite of ways. His body slapped into hers, the sound echoing through the small room. He took her by the hips and unleashed an onslaught of thrusts and fucking. It felt insanely good, and a little evil. He was turning the nun into a slut. It didn’t make sense.

  Sister Catherine moved to meet him as he picked up the pace. They pushed together with desperate need, each of them leaning into the experience. Catherine was fueled by shame, and Felix by lust. The emotions met where their bodies did, and gave them both pleasure in exchange for their efforts.

  “Oh…” cried Sister Catherine. She made another noise, and her entire body writhed underneath him. Felix took both of her breasts under his palms and thrust into her a few more times, churning his cock for his own pleasure as he felt himself reach his limit.

  He grunted and exploded, blasting out his sinful, dirty cum deep inside the holy woman. A wave of confusion and regret hit him along with the expected ecstasy. He’d taken it too far, and he wasn’t sure why, or more importantly, how.

  Sister Catherine placed both of her hands on his chest and gently pushed him back.

  “You should go,” she whispered. “I’m sorry.”

  She looked to be on the verge of tears. Felix opened his mouth to say something, anything, and then decided against it. He pulled his clothes back on, stealthily tucking her red silk panties into his pocket when she wasn’t looking.

  He met her eye one last time as he approached the door. Tears were already cresting in the corners of them, and something told him that if he tried to comfort her or stayed for even a moment longer, he’d get to see them fall.

  CHAPTER 9

  Felix lingered in the hallway for a moment before heading to the staircase. It was hard for him to get over what had just happened, and the more he thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

  He walked back upstairs to Stella’s apartment at a brisk pace, feeling the lump of the vial in one pocket, and the fabric of Catherine’s panties in the other. With any luck, it would be what Dani needed to regain her full size form, and that was all that mattered in the end.

  The hallways were oddly empty for a Saturday, but Felix figured that most of the townsfolk were probably already where they needed to be for the day. It was midafternoon, and he felt a stab of cabin fever over having been stuck inside since the morning.

  Stella’s apartment door was unlocked, and Felix pushed his way inside. Stella was still wearing the same casual clothing she’d had on earlier in the day, and sat on the couch, watching TV. Dani was on the back of the couch, pacing along it as though it was a tiny bridge.

  “Hey,” said Felix. “I’ve got what you asked for.”

  Dani immediately turned her gaze onto him and stomped a foot into the fabric of the couch.

  “It took you long enough!” she said, shouting to be heard over the TV.

  “I went as fast as I could,” said Felix. “Literally.”

  Stella turned the TV off and stood up. She looked over at Felix, frowning slightly.

  “How did you get the panties, exactly?” she asked.

  “Does it matter?” countered Felix.

  Stella smiled.

  “You had sex with her, didn’t you?” she asked. From the back of the couch, Dani made a noise that sounded like a mixture between a surprised gasp and an annoyed groan.

  “What? Why would you… say that?” Felix shifted uncomfortably, feeling Stella’s intense gaze appraising him.

  “It’s a side effect of you being wolfbound,” said Stella. “You give off a certain… well, let’s call it a magical scent. Not anything that actually has a smell, but it still manages to intoxicate most women that aren’t supernaturally inclined, under the right circumstances.”

  Felix opened his mouth to object, and then thought for a moment about what she was saying. It would explain quite a lot, including why Sister Catherine had been acting so strangely. Once the idea of sex had gotten into her head, even if it had been initially kicked off by him stealing her panties, it had taken hold and run wild with her.

  “Oh,” he said. “Okay then. Well, anyway, I got the things you asked for. And you’re welcome, Dani.”

  Dani made another annoyed noise and slid down to the cushions of the couch. From there, she slid to the floor, moving with movements that looked as though they’d been practiced in the time he’d been gone.

  “Good,” said Stella. “Watch Dani and watch the door while I’m working on the potion. Jesamar is on the move, I just know it.”

  Felix frowned, remembering the incident in the locker room.

  “I had an encounter with her,” he said.

  Stella immediately turned to face Felix again, a worried expression on her face.

  “What happened?” she asked.

  “Nothing, really,” said Felix. “She’s cocky. Arrogant. It’s like she thinks she’s already won.”

  Stella took deep breath and slowly exhaled.

  “If we can’t get Dani back to normal soon that might end up being true,” she said. “I won’t be able to protect her and go after Jesamar at the same time, even with your help.”

  Felix gestured to Stella’s bedroom, feeling a bit of her urgency infecting him.

  “Let’s not waste any time, then,” he said.

  Stella nodded and turned away to get started on the potion. Felix looked down at Dani, watching as she slapped clenched fists against her tiny thighs.

  “I don’t need anyone to protect me!” she shouted. “I’m fine on my own! I’m not helpless!”

  Felix chuckled. He lowered himself down to his stomach, putting himself at eye level with her. Dani took a few steps toward him, looking annoyed. As soon as she came within distance, Felix took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and exhaled in a direct stream into her face.

  Dani’s brown hair blew back behind her, and she had to lift a hand to protect her eyes. She let out a tiny little yelp and turned away from Felix after a moment.

  “You jerk!” she shouted. “That wasn’t necessary!”

  “I think it was,” said Felix. “Look, Dani, I like you. I don’t want to see you get squished under a shapeshifting witch’s foot just to prove a point.”

  “That wouldn’t… happen,” said Dani. The last word came out lacking the confidence she’d had before, and she crossed her arms and began to pout.

  “Do you want to watch some more TV?” asked Felix.

  “I’ve been watching TV all day,” said Dani. “There isn’t anything you could put on that wouldn’t bore me out of my mind.”

  She smoothed her makeshift, white handkerchief dress out underneath her and sat down. Felix thought for a moment about what she must be going through.

  “Do you need anything?” he asked. “More clothes? Some food? I could fill the bathroom sink up for you, if you wanted to take a bath?”

  Dani opened h
er mouth, ready to shoot him down, and then hesitated.

  “I guess I could use a bath,” she said, with a shrug.

  Felix reached his hand out for her to climb into. Dani walked over and stepped into his palm, and then gestured for him to stay where he was. She started walking along his arm, and up his bicep. It was a strange sensation, the tickling of tiny feet against his skin. Dani made it up to his shoulder and sat down next to his neck.

  “There,” she said, directly into his ear. “Now I don’t have to shout for you to hear me.”

  “Nifty.” Felix grinned.

  He made his way into the bathroom, and at Dani’s insistence, cleaned the sink out with a sponge before putting in the stopper and starting the water. He found her shampoo bottle and conditioner in the bathtub and squirted a tiny glob of each into a soda bottle cap out of the recycling, which he left floating on the surface of the water.

  “That’s good,” said Dani, pointing at the water.

  “Alright.” Felix turned off the faucet. “Let me know if you need more hot or cold water.”

  Dani nodded to him, and then waited expectantly.

  “Um…” Her tiny face blushed slightly, and she waved a hand through the air. “I’m going to take my dress off now, if you don’t mind.”

  “Oh,” said Felix. “Right. Sorry.”

  He turned away from her and walked out of the bathroom, staying close enough to the door to come running in case of distress. Faintly, he could hear the sound of Dani moving across the edge of the sink, and then sliding down into the pool that Felix had prepared for her.

  “Ooh!” said Dani. “It’s perfect. This is exactly what I needed.”

  “You’re welcome,” said Felix.

  He stayed where he was outside the bathroom, too aware of how easily a tiny woman could slip, fall, and drown to leave his position. Dani took her time getting clean, but eventually, Felix heard the sound of movement along the side of the sink.

  “Dani?” he asked. “Are you okay?”

  “…Fine,” said Dani, her voice irritated.

  Felix waited for another few seconds, listening to wait was clearly some kind of embarrassed struggle.

  “Do you need help with something?” he asked.

  “No!” Dani splashed through the water, and Felix heard a crash. “I… can do it.”

  Felix didn’t say anything to that. Another minute went by, and then a few more after that. Finally, he heard a tiny, defeated sigh come from the bathroom sink.

  “Felix,” said Dani. “I can’t get out. Can you get my mom to help me?”

  “She’s still working on the potion,” said Felix.

  Dani was silent for a moment.

  “Fine,” she said. “I need your help, then. And I swear to god, if you look at me or doing something pervy, I’ll… I’ll…”

  “Relax,” said Felix. “Cover yourself up if you feel like you have to. I’ll try not to look.”

  Felix walked into the bathroom, keeping his eyes mostly turned away from the sink. He set his hand into it, and felt tiny hands grab onto the edge and struggle to pull up. Dani made an annoyed sounding noise.

  “Lower,” she said. “Come on, Felix!”

  Felix frowned and risked a glance at the bathroom sink. Dani had a tiny arm covering her breasts, her legs crossed tightly, cheeks blushing, in the center of water that went up to her waist. She waited until Felix’s hand was below the water level before climbing onto it, carefully keeping herself covered.

  “Thank you,” she said, softly. “Can you… set me down by my dress?”

  Felix nodded, lifting her a distance that was little more than a foot or so to where she’d left it. He allowed her to get off, and then had a thought, dipping into the linen closet and grabbing a washcloth and another handkerchief.

  “Here,” he said. “A towel for you to dry off with, and another handkerchief, in case you want to fashion yourself a change of clothes.”

  Dani was already in the process of pulling her white dress over her head. She stopped midway through, holding the garment in front of her chest.

  “…Thank you,” she said. “It… means a lot to me, Felix.”

  She stood there awkwardly for a moment. Felix saved her from having to say anything else by dipping back out into the living room.

  “Just give a shout when you’re ready to come out,” he said.

  Dani nodded.

  CHAPTER 10

  Felix hung out in the living room for around twenty minutes before Dani called to him. He headed back into the bathroom to find her wearing a dress made from the pink handkerchief he’d left her, looking ever so slightly less scruffy than the white one had.

  “Do you like it?” she asked, brimming with pride. “I used the metal cutter on the dental floss container to make it.”

  “It looks good,” said Felix. He smiled. It really did look good, and she’d somehow managed to make it shorter and tighter around the chest, than the other one.

  He carried her out into the living room and the two of them sat on the couch for a few minutes, waiting in amicable silence. Stella joined them, a thin layer of sweat across her forehead, and gestured behind her.

  “It’s just about finished,” she said. “If all goes to plan, it should get you back to size, Dani.”

  Dani stood up on the couch cushion she’d been laying on and clapped her hands.

  “Not a moment too soon,” she said. “Seriously. It feels so weird to walk around without underwear on all the time.”

  She shot a look at Felix and crossed her arms.

  “I’m going to need a couple of hours,” said Stella. “Maybe more. It might take all night, for all I know. I haven’t done this before.”

  “I don’t mind,” said Dani.

  Stella frowned and looked at Felix.

  “Do you mind standing guard outside the apartment tonight?” she asked.

  Felix shrugged.

  “Why, do you think Jesamar is going to make a move?”

  “I’m not sure,” said Stella. “I just have a bad feeling about tonight. We’ve been cooped up for most of the day. Jesamar might have started to get a sense of our weakness.”

  Felix nodded.

  “Alright,” he said. “No problem.”

  Stella walked over to the couch. She leaned against the back of it, looming over Felix, who sat normally on the cushions.

  “Also…” She pursed her lips and made a face. “How are you feeling?”

  “Uh…” Felix shook his head a little. “Fine?”

  “No, I mean…. As a wolfbound,” said Stella. “Are you having any urges, or aggressive thoughts? Is your beast blood making you more…”

  She trailed off, not saying the last word, but it was clear enough what she was asking. Felix looked at her and admittedly, felt a tiny surge of excitement. She was still wearing the tight, casual clothes she’d put on that morning, clothes that made him want to feel what was underneath them.

  “I’m fine,” said Felix. “Really.”

  Stella frowned at him.

  “I’m surprised,” she said. “It’s like you don’t even notice it.”

  “It’s not really that big of a deal,” said Felix. “It doesn’t change anything.”

  “Oh?” Stella smiled at him. “How many fights have you been in over the past few days?”

  “That’s not fair,” said Felix. “I was defending myself in almost all of them.

  “And how many women, supernaturally inclined or otherwise, have you been with since arriving in North Spire?”

  Felix felt his face heat up. The truth of Stella’s words settled over him like a cloud passing in front of the sun. He hadn’t spent much time thinking about it, but all of what she was saying was the truth. He’d changed since becoming wolfbound, and taken the changes for granted.

  “All I’m saying,” continued Stella “Is that you should be careful tonight. Trust logic over emotion. Stick to guarding the apartment, and if Jesamar shows up, knock on the doo
r like a maniac.”

  “I can do that,” said Felix. “No problem.”

  The rest of the afternoon passed by uneventfully. Stella cooked dinner, rice, chicken breasts, and frozen vegetables, and the three of them sat down together to eat. The portions she’d made for Dani were normal sized, giant for her, and there were plenty of leftovers afterward.

  “Alright,” said Stella. “Dani, we should get started.”

  “Okay,” she replied. “Thank you, mom.”

  “I hope you learned your lesson,” said Stella. “Drinking unlabeled potions is like playing Russian roulette. Except with more interesting results.”

  Felix smiled at that. He nodded to Stella and Dani and headed for the apartment’s front door.

  “Felix,” said Stella. “Be careful.”

  He took a deep breath and put a smile on his face.

  “I will,” he said.

  The hallways outside Stella’s apartment was, well, a hallway. A few people came or went in the first few minutes of Felix guarding the door, but after that, the situation became almost intolerably boring.

  He paced from side to side, walking the distance between Stella’s door and the next nearest ones and then back again. He slid down to a sitting position on the ground, his back flat against the door. He stared at his phone, feeling guilty for not paying more attention. Nothing happened, and a few hours passed in uneventful silence.

  It was a little past ten when Felix heard footsteps coming from the stairway. The last person he’d seen come up to their room had done so over two hours earlier, and Felix immediately felt tension slip into his posture.

  “Felix,” said Shane, entering the hallway. “Yo man. What’s going on?”

  Felix relaxed slightly, smiling at his friend.

  “Nothing,” he said.

  “You don’t look happy to see me,” said Shane. “Are you mad or something?”

  “No,” said Felix. “I was just expecting… someone else.”

  He paused, looking at Shane more closely. Shane was smiling broadly, and the expression looked weirdly out of place on his face. There was something else, something in his walk, the way that he let his hips move from side to side with each step. It was a dead giveaway.