Temptation

Chapter 9
Chapter 9

“Temptation” Part 9

 

By Oni and Piper

 

 

Feeling petulant Reiko magically shimmers and reveals her fully nude adult glory, smiling with childish smugness down at the pair ignoring her.  The now annoyed Kirasani sorceress, still thinking childishly due to the after effects of her spell, begins to imagine just what she will do to these big kids for daring to dismiss her so easily.

 

Feeling the hand in hers get larger and sensing her own hand being pulled upwards Alyssa turns and finds herself staring directly at Reiko’s neck, the sorceress’ bared breasts clearly in her vision.  The redhead looks up and frowns seeing the witch smiling nastily down at her.  Instead of fear however the young seamstress slants her eyes and commands sternly, "Make yourself little again Reiko, now."

 

The adult Reiko blinks and looks utterly surprised.  "But ... but," she begins.  “But I’m bigger than you.” Reiko whimpers softly, sounding as if that should resolve all issues.

"Do you want me to tell Jym you disobeyed me?" Alyssa calmly asks.

 

John takes a step backward, trying not to look too long at the full-blooming young woman before him.  "Alyssa," he says in a warning tone, "you might not want to..."

 

However in response Reiko merely flushes red from head to toes.  "No!  You wouldn't." she says, seeming honestly nervous.

 

"Little, now," Alyssa repeats with perfect calm.  The powerful Kirasani sorceress, who could fry or curse the pair easily if she wished, actually winces and pouts a little, before shimmering again and returning to her little girl status.  Alyssa watches in satisfaction as Reiko’s sensuous nudity fades to sexless innocence once again.

 

John becomes erect in spite of himself and stands quiet, not knowing what to say.

 

Upon noticing her companion’s shock Alyssa says, "Oh, it's alright John.  Jym explained that Reiko made an oath to obey him once she got cursed.  She won't break it, and he put me in charge of her.  Despite her power, Jym promised she will listen to authority." The redhead explains.  "Now, could you get me a wet cloth?   The little scamp was playing outside earlier and she could use a quick cleaning before bed."

 

It's impossible for Reiko to realize, but deep down she is feeling and reacting like a little girl her own Kirasani age.  Since her race does age slower, the apparent eight year olds maturity is actually a bit lower than the average human child of the same years. 

 

"... Right," John says finally, breathing out a sigh.  "Just remember who you are dealing with."  He goes to the kitchen.

 

Alyssa then kneels and smiles, giving Reiko's tummy a quick tickle and making the girl giggle.  "Nothing personal kiddo, I'm just watching out for you." she says.  The little girl looks happy but confused.

 

John comes back with a wet dish cloth and Alyssa takes it with thanks.  She then roughly rubs little Reiko clean with it, the young girl squirming as the cold cloth contacts her skin, her nudity quickly becoming a liability.  The cool wetness on Reiko’s body is a sharp reminder of just how exposed she is.

 

Sitting down on the couch John decides it is safer to watch the lantern light flickering on the wall.

 

Clean but still damp Reiko finds herself lifted, carried and returned to the bedroom.  A warm blanket rubs her down and the nightie is pulled over her head.  "Now little one, Jym wanted you in bed before he got back." Alyssa says, pulling the covers back.

 

"He didn't say that!" Reiko protests.

 

"Alright, but you must be tired.  If you want to stay up with me and John and wait I suppose you could." Alyssa says, not expecting the tired child to be able to.

 

The redhead begins playing with Reiko's little toes as the witch girl yawns mightily.  "Maybe." Reiko says sleepily.

 

Alyssa proceeds to tuck the girl in, causing Reiko to protest, but soon enough the warmth of the bed gets to the little girl, causing her to doze.  The witchling dozes off with a smile on her face however, knowing that Alyssa doesn't even realize how young she now looks.

 

***

 

Alyssa looks expectant when Jym returns with Amara and Killi, though she frowns slightly when she notices that the young blonde doesn't seem as young as she expected.

 

"Welcome back," the redhead tells them, waving the trio inside.  She is bouncing excitedly on the balls of her feet again.  "John went to sleep with his siblings, and I put Reiko to bed," Alyssa volunteers at Jym's questioning glance around.  "You can bring the boy to sleep with her in here."

 

"You put her to bed?" Amara, still twelve asks, sounding impressed.  "Just how little is she?"

 

"Bit bigger than that," Alyssa shrugs, gesturing at the seven year old Killi.  “There’s enough room in her bed for you two as well.”

 

Amara looks amazed but shakes out of it.  "Very well, I'll put Killi to bed then I should get there myself." The diminished Paladin adds passing closely by the other girl.  She notes how affectionately Alyssa is looking at Jym and wonders what her former squire would be doing with such a fair young maiden.  Amara then recalls what Jym said about Reiko figuring out a way to mimic the curse and almost giggles at the thought of this girl who is obviously infatuated with Jym appearing three years younger than him now.  "You two get to sleep too now." she adds, leading the tired little barbarian towards the room Alyssa indicated.

 

"Good night," The thirteen year old Alyssa replies with finality and barely contained excitement.

 

When Amara enters the room she helps Killi into the bed next to little Reiko and covers him up.  The small warrior falls asleep almost instantly.  It is certainly not the first time the two have slept together, though it is likely the fastest they have ever fallen asleep while together the Paladin thinks with amusement.  Amara takes a moment to study Reiko’s new size and shape, amazed at the changes in the sorceress.

 

Stripping off her clothing Amara then begins to put on the nightgown her host has left for her as she ponders her sudden realization that Reiko must be using her own illusion spell to appear little.  While Amara wouldn't put it past Reiko to have some fun, she also can't see why the woman would strip herself of her sexuality and allow herself to be treated like a child, unless of course the curse is affecting the witch even more than herself and Killi. 

 

Amara smirks at that and resolves to ask Reiko about it ... in the morning.  She slides under the covers and wraps an arm warmly around the dozing little witch.  The three young adventurers are a strange sight, sleeping together in the bed instead of on the ground during their travels.

 

Back in the living area Alyssa lounges on the couch, trying to look sexy, and not realizing how much she is failing given her skinny limbs and the small bumps on her chest. However, the fresh, eager look on her face is adorable in itself.  She still looks womanly, though a young, young woman.

 

Jym walks through the door from the shop.  "Well, everything is locked up.  I ..." he stares at the teen a moment, Reiko’s spell on her just now registering in his mind thanks to the better light.  "I'm sleeping on the couch?" he finishes, deciding not to point it out, preferring to keep the peace until morning at least.

 

Alyssa pats the couch beside her.  "No, I was hoping we could have a night cap then retire to my bed."

 

Jym blinks.  "Oh?  Night cap?" he asks.  He resists the urge to ask if her mommy lets her drink, partly because her mommy will be drinking nothing but milk for some time now.  Curious, Jym walks forward and sits next to the cuter version of the girl he had sex with earlier that night.  Three years have made a bit of a difference.  "What kind of night cap?"

 

"We like to drink an herbal tea to settle us for the night," she informs him, leaving out the herb she intends to add to his which he will find quite stimulating.

 

Jym shrugs, "Alright.  Go ahead."

 

The redhead puts her hand familiarly on his knee, as only a previous lover will do.  "Be right back," she promises, and kisses him on the cheek before getting to her feet and flouncing away.  Given his memory of her older body he finds her bared ankles and feet adorable as her legs kick her dress up, a dark grey dress which still hugs her wonderfully.

 

However, the dress has become more juvenile, now covering Alyssa’s shoulders with very short sleeves ending in lighter frills.  Jym has to give Reiko credit; the witch has skill when it comes to shadows.  The dress succeeds in making the girl look as womanly as is possible with her current attributes, emphasizing every feature of her budding figure.

 

In the bedroom Reiko wakes after a short sleep to find Killi sleeping next to her and not much smaller than her at all.  The realization of her size makes her feel special somehow.

Feeling larger arms around her and a breath on the back of her neck, she glances back to spot Amara as well.  Reiko tries to pull free and the blonde's eyes open.  "Oh?  Go to sleep Reiko." Amara murmurs.

 

"Okay." The witchling whispers back.  Collecting herself after a moment Reiko connects to her dress and youth spells, and notes that Alyssa is still awake.  Wondering why, and wondering where Jym is she adds.  "I think I gotta go potty."

 

Amara sighs and lets her go.  "Fine." she comments, getting lost in the comfort of a real bed.  Reiko crawls to the foot of the bed then climbs down, before softly padding to the door and slipping out.  She makes her way to the living room, staying out of sight.

 

Alyssa comes back shortly with the tea set, having put the water on to boil ahead of time.

 

"Looks nice." Jym admits.  "Sugar?" he asks.

 

Alyssa smiles and shakes her head.  "Won't be necessary.  Try it.  It is sweet."

 

The brew tastes like licorice root to Jym.  "It tastes nice.  Like licorice." Jym says. 

 

Watching from a shadowy corner Reiko finds Alyssa's antics interesting.  Being a witch she tries to think of what kind of brew might taste like that.  She can also tell that even at the girl's lesser age, Alyssa is still giving her romantic objectives a strong effort.  'But what if she lost a bit more?' the witchling ponders.  Reiko imagines the flat little topless tomboy her sister and mother described and has to stifle a giggle.

 

The licorice flavor however is just boring old herbs, having nothing to do with magic or poison.  Although ... Reiko ponders, a very mild poison is a sexual stimulant, which is commonly cloaked with licorice root.  After a moment the witchling grins, knowing what Alyssa is up to and deciding to have some fun with it at the redhead’s expense.

 

Of course, Reiko also knows if the pair notices that Alyssa is getting even younger, they will suspect her.  Even so she figures that once the stimulant hits Jym, he may forgive the regression.  Making up her mind Reiko begins by dropping Alyssa half a year to below thirteen as Jym drinks, telling the dress on the girl not to change.

 

Noting little difference Reiko drops the girl to twelve when Jym drinks the next swig.  The girl's face gets fresher and her dress starts to sag.  She seems slightly more energetic as well, animatedly talking to Jym in soft tones.  Reiko watches Jym closely, waiting for the stimulant to take effect before moving further.

 

Soon there is an itch in Jym's trousers and he gradually grows an erection as full and sensitive as ever.  Alyssa's face flushes a little more in response and Reiko can see the girl’s puffy nipples harden under her dress.  She knows it is in fact the sixteen year old under the illusion reacting, but the spell does its best to interpret her physical responses.

 

The witchling waits for Alyssa to make her move while hoping Jym feels too dazed to spot any changes.  She steals another half year from the girl when the squire closes his eyes and rubs his face.

 

The apparently eleven and a half year old Alyssa leans in closer to the much larger sixteen year old boy, wrapping her arms around one of his arms and nuzzling her cheek against his shoulder.  "Wanna play?" she pipes, not noticing the high pitch of her voice or the irony of her statement.

 

Receiving no answer from the afflicted teen Alyssa whispers, "Come."  Standing she takes his hand in both of hers, pulling him to his feet.  She leads the lad, a full head taller than her now, toward her bedroom as Reiko makes the seamstress barely eleven.  Yet even more of a little girl, she is more bouncy than graceful, but she is still feminine.  Her breasts, however, are little more than the hardened, pointy nipples prominent against the fabric of her dress.  Jym follows obediently however, gazing downward at the diminished redhead with a silly grin on his face.

 

Reiko grimaces, noticing now that Jym is beyond caring, still fully stimulated from the tea.  She wonders what to do.  Jym would never forgive her if he did indeed end up taking a little girl, even one that is truly a disguised teen, and the idea of him mad at her makes little Reiko nervous for some reason.  At the same time another part of her fears Jym's reaction if he actually does desire Alyssa and ends up blaming the witchling for keeping them apart.  Childish indecision clouds her judgment as she clearly sees the boy as an authority figure now.

 

Still, she knows she needs to follow them.  Slinking to Alyssa’s bedroom door she uses the shadows to slip in unnoticed.  She immediately sees Alyssa helping Jym get undressed once inside.

 

The witchling pauses then decides to push the girl in another direction, aging Alyssa instead, the whims of the child becoming ever more fickle.  Reiko honestly feels confused as to why the girl would want Jym quite so much and decides to satisfy her curiosity.  She'd never found the boy to be her type and now that he seems so much older than her she finds any interest in Jym is completely gone.  Little Reiko decides she’ll get around to saving Jym from Alyssa’s dire plot once she has some more fun.

 

The seamstress rises in age, returning to thirteen then eventually reaching sixteen again.  Alyssa is so much her opposite physically that Reiko also finds herself interested in seeing more of the redhead’s body.  The other girl’s alabaster white skin and fiery red hair contrasts vividly with Reiko’s golden skin and pitch black locks, just as Reiko’s normally large breasts would contrast with the seamstress’ more modest endowments which Alyssa bares by pulling her dress down to her waist. 

 

Even more than the white skin though the girl has freckles spread across her shoulders and back, even her breasts.  The girl's chest must have truly gotten a lot of sun when younger to have made so many freckles Reiko realizes with a smile.  Alyssa’s pale skin is also more expressive in its ability to blush vividly Reiko finds as the still modest teen proceeds to pull Jym's tunic off, before going after his pants.  Finally the sixteen year old straddles Jym kissing the squire on the lips.

 

Reiko finds herself struggling to picture Alyssa as older than sixteen however.  It just seems wrong to her, against how things should work.  And not as interesting to her as she thought it would be.

 

Jym embraces the girl and they make love once again.  Reiko has to admit that for a beginner, the boy is getting a lot of experience quickly as well as recently.

 

The witchling actually shrinks a little more as she sneaks along the walls and hides in the corner.

 

Alyssa rides her lover moaning then trying to stifle her gasps of pleasure.  When she climaxes she drops down and hugs Jym's chest. 

 

Reiko looks to see if Jym seems satisfied enough for the herb to have worn off.  She can't tell, though the lovers have not separated; he is likely still inside her.

 

Satisfied that's over with Reiko drops Alyssa's age again as the teen lays on Jym's chest.  As the redhead shrinks her lower body rises on Jym's, her vagina sliding up and off of the boy's member.  Soon enough she is twelve again, her nipples softer now that her arousal has faded. 

The girl continues downward in years dropping below ten, her topless state a much more innocent one now that her chest is flat and her nipples mere pink dots.  Her face takes on a childish chubbiness even as her limbs become thinner.  To match her new age the dress becomes a dark grey pair of knickers, wrapping skin tight and stopping just below her small knees.  She has no top, her chest and tummy bared just as she used play when first a child.  Her bare feet rise along Jym's legs as she hits eight, the skinny and undeveloped little redhead proceeding to kiss Jym's chest.

 

Due to the illusory nature of Reiko’s spell Jym doesn't notice the shift in weight or size as the girl is changed since his eyes are currently closed.  He wraps his arms around the girl as Alyssa’s body appears to gain baby fat, especially around her cheeks.  The small tomboy regresses to age six even as her toes curl then grip the insides of Jym’s shins as she stretches out to her full four foot length.

 

Soon Alyssa stops kissing Jym’s chest and wipes her mouth sloppily with the back of her hand.  She squirms as she feels the knickers tighten around her again.  "I wuv you." The little girl whispers in her squeaky voice.  She sits up on the squire, hands on his chest, smiling to herself in pleasure and playfulness while sliding her bottom to his belly and straddling his torso.  Her red hair, still long, tickles his chest.  After a moment she playfully and lightly slaps her hands on his large chest.

 

The girl still seems oblivious to her changes, but thanks to the spell her new mental state and body language are quite childish.  She begins to rock and bounce on her bottom and slaps out a simple tune before giggling.  "Kin we play again Jymmy?" she asks hopefully.

The little girl's freckles are even more present, darkly splotching her face and torso, suggesting she has been playing in the sun quite a bit.  "Now yure my boyfriend." she adds. 

 

Jym recovers and begins to clearly see the girl he made out with.  "Alyssa?!" he asks in horror, and tries to cover up his groin.  But the girl sits on his belly in the way, giggling at his thrashing.  After a moment the little girl leans in and begins planting wet kisses on his lips and face.

 

"Hey!  Mmf!  Stop!"  Jym sputters.  He catches the child by the upper arms and pushes her up.  "Will you quit it?"

 

Little Alyssa looks confused and sad at his actions.  "But, but I thought you wuved me." she says, beginning to sniffle.  After a few seconds of his shocked staring her face scrunches up and she begins to cry.

 

Jym's heart melts and he sits up and hugs her.  "Shh, hey," he says softly.  "It's just that you're a little girl now."  Suspicious, he starts looking around for Reiko.

 

"Ima big girl." Alyssa sniffles, but is calming down.  Her thumb finds its way to her mouth.

 

 

Jym is a little less freaked out about their positions now that he notices Alyssa is wearing trousers.  "I know," he soothes her.  "Someone just played a joke on us.  It'll be okay."  He brushes her wild and curly hair from her face.

 

"It’s more than a joke," Little Reiko comments from the side of the bed, showing herself finally.  "I’m protecting you.  She poisoned you." The witchling explains, then leans forward and sticks her tongue out at the cute little redhead.

 

Even knowing her spell is basically an illusion and would fail under the light of day Reiko begins to wonder if the mental effects might hold.  Seeing a topless teenaged Alyssa sucking her thumb could be pretty funny.

 

"What?" Jym demands as he gently tries to move the redheaded girl to the side so he can cover himself up.  The child will have none of it, though.

 

As Alyssa struggles with her lover Reiko clasps her hands behind her back and calmly, if somewhat cheerfully explains.  "I woke up and then I saw you two drinking tea.  Licorice in tea is used to mask a poison that stimulates the sex drive ... stimulate it a LOT.  I woulda done something sooner but it's mostly harmless, and ya woulda been pretty frustrated if I had." she explains with a sly grin.  "Anyway, she did take advantage of you.  'Lyssa's been a naughty girl." Reiko smirks, waving her finger scoldingly in front of the little redhead's face. 

 

Alyssa swats at the digit in annoyance and blushes at being called naughty, though she can't think clearly enough to remember how she was bad.  She remains feisty though, and wraps her legs around Jym's middle to keep her seat.

 

Reiko giggles this time.  "Well, she certainly does like you.  Anything to say Jym?"

 

"This is a nightmare," the teen comments, his erection still strong and unnoticed behind the little girl, in spite of the situation.  "Alyssa ..."

 

The small girl throws her weight against his shoulders and pushes him back to the bed.

 

"She seems too much to handle.  Want her littler?" Reiko asks.

 

Jym changes tact.  "Reiko, please change her back.  She didn't mean any harm."

 

Reiko looks upset.  "Awwwwww?  But she needs to be punished.  She'll just come onto you again."  With another sly grin she adds, "Or is that what you want?"  Moving around the bed Reiko flicks Jym's still erect member.

 

"Hey!" he protests. "Don't touch me there!  Change her back to normal," he orders.  "I'd rather deal with this as an adult situation."

 

Reiko huffs.  "You mean talk talk talk.  Borrrrrring.  'Sides, she'll keep like this till morning.  I got a sleep spell too." she sings.

 

"Stop torturing me and do as I say!" Jym yells at Reiko.

 

Reiko frowns deeply and pouts, honestly sad.  "Jus' saying ya don't hafta yet.  You kin wait."  She raises her hands as if to affect the spell but pauses for him to finally decide.

 

"I don't want her to be a little girl!" Jym insists, vexed.

 

Little Alyssa glances behind her at what has been poking randomly at her bottom, spotting Jym’s erect member. "Ewww!" she exclaims adorably.  The action causes Reiko to burst into giggles and drop to the floor laughing.

 

Alyssa scrambles off of Jym, shrieking in pretend fear.  "It's coming to get me!" she screams, and runs from the room.

 

"Great!" Jym growls, and pulls the sheets over himself.

 

Reiko hugs her sides and tries to stop laughing but it takes almost a minute.  She rolls onto her back and looks up at Jym.  "Ya need to laugh more." she says, then chuckles again.

 

"I had a better idea for relaxing," he grumbles in response.  "You are such a brat!"

 

"Guilty." she sings.  "Shall I go git her?"  Reiko seems somewhat smaller than when she started laughing. 

 

"You ARE wearing a disguise, right?" Jym asks her.

 

The little girl nods and sits up, then shimmers into her adult self.  "See?"  The nightie she was wearing as a child now only covers her to her stomach and is extremely tight everywhere else.  The rest of her body is completely bared.

 

Jym looks both relieved and annoyed.  "Then why are you messing with me?" he complains.

 

"It's fun." The witch shrugs.  "I guess the curse still affects my thinking."  Grinning she crawls seductively onto the bed and over the covers, her hand digging under the blanket to embrace Jym's still stiff member underneath.  "So, did you want to ... relax?" she asks, massaging him.

 

The teenage boy makes a strangled sound and pushes her hand away.  "How is it you can make me feel like a child, even now?" he wonders irritably.

 

Reiko chuckles deeply before speaking in a mock high voice.  "I'm sowwy Jymmy.  Weiko didn't know da herb was still working.  I kin still finish ya off." she teases, rocking her hips.  Licking her lips she adds softly, "C'mon kiddo.  No sex.  I don't want to be little for real.  But I can make you happy."

 

Jym swallows.  "Go get Alyssa," he tells her sternly.  "I want her as her normal self."

 

Reiko pauses and looks at the teen squire intently for a few seconds, then sighs and sticks out her lower lip.  With another shimmer she looks seven once again.  "Fine." she mutters, before climbing off the bed and padding on bare feet out the door.  Jym falls back with a relieved gasp.

 

The still new party leader realizes he actually may have made the witch upset, and possibly with childish jealously.  He begins to think Reiko is getting out of control now that Amara isn't keeping her in check.  He decides he will have to step up and take control, before she gets too wild.

 

For her part the little Kirasani girl actually finds herself forcing back unexpected tears.  She can't understand why Jym would possibly want that little girl while turning her down in all her adult Kirasani glory.  Unknown to the witchling a few more touches and the teen boy would have soiled the sheets in spite of himself.

 

A now sniffling Reiko pads around the house searching for Alyssa.  The little redhead is resourceful in her hiding place, though Reiko is able to pull the shadows aside like murky curtains.

 

"Found ya." she tells the girl, who is hiding in a clothes rack.

 

"Go away!" the girl whispers.  "I'm hiding from Jym!"

 

"Um, Jym sent me ta git you." Reiko explains.

 

The freckled girl peeks her head out and looks disappointed.  "He did?"

 

Reiko nods.  "I could tell him you want him to find ya.  But, he might git mad at me."

 

Alyssa giggles.  "He's already mad at you."  Alyssa's knickers have shrunken to above her knees.

 

Reiko frowns.  "Right.  Be right back."

 

Knocking lightly at the bedroom door frame Reiko politely asks, "Jym?"

 

"Yes?" comes Jym’s voice.

 

"Alyssa wouldn't come.  She wants you to come find her." Reiko says.

A pause, then, "Did you return her to normal?"

 

"Not yet." she admits after a pause of her own.

 

Another pause.  "Come in."

 

Reiko sighs worriedly and approaches the bed slowly, hands behind her back folding her nightie against her small hips.

 

Jym is sitting on the bed, wearing his trousers and trying to minimize the appearance of his erection.  To Reiko, he says seriously, "You have to stop acting up.  You're going to get all of us in trouble if you keep playing with magic.  Do you understand?"

 

"But ..." she begins.  Seeing the look on his face however she drops her head and nods.  "I'm just making illusions." she adds.

 

"What people see changes what they think, and can scare them," he tells her softly, as if she really were a child.  "We aren't ready to handle a village of angry people."

 

"I was never gonna do anything like that." she protests.  "I was jus' trying to protect us."

 

"It's happened before," Jym reminds.  "And even now, what would happen if someone came here and saw these people?  You can say it's a miracle, but Alyssa will be big tomorrow, and it's obvious that people are turning into children wherever we go."

 

Reiko sighs and nods again.  "Fine.  But this is private, and her illusion will vanish in the sun.  I'll hold off on more magic though, at least without talkin' ta ya.  So, are ya gonna find 'Lyssa or not?"

 

"I ... can't," Jym sighs.  "I can't walk like this, I'm too... sensitive.  Just ... change her back, and see if she still wants to hide."

 

Reiko covers her mouth with her hands to stifle a giggle.  "She really got ya, huh?"

 

Jym blushes and his penis twitches.  "Yeah."

 

"Then she does deserve to be punished." Reiko says.  "It wasn't ethical to feed you that poison and make you so horny.  Wouldn't ‘Mara agree?  Make her stay little till morning.  She can even be the same size as her sister." Reiko suggests.

 

Jym frowns and places a hand gingerly over his groin.

 

"What if a guy had done the same to her?  How would you have felt about that?  It's the same thing.  Bet she hoped you'd be so desperate that you'd forgive her, just so she'd satisfy you," little Reiko points out, sitting on the bed and kicking her feet casually.  "She played you."

Jym sighs in frustration.  "You're right, but the temptation ... I'll never get to sleep like this!"

 

Reiko grins, and shimmers again, returning to adulthood.  "I can help.  I don't even have to touch you, unless you want.  Hand, or lips?" the woman asks gently.  The adult witch looms over Jym once again.  She looks more respectful this time however, waiting for Jym to give her the go ahead.

 

"I don't know," he says shyly.  "I've known you for so long.  This would change how I look at you ..."

 

The adult Reiko tilts her head.  "Really?  I was always under the impression you were attracted to me but just felt intimidated by me, which I like by the way.  But, when you rejected me just now … it's weird but it actually hurt."  She shakes her head.  "Look, I'm offering to help you, as a friend and a comrade.  I've done far worse with those ... I cared far less about." She admits.  Jym can tell it wasn't comfortable for her to admit either part of that statement.

 

The teen huddles before Reiko vulnerable and suddenly once again the younger.  The Kirasani woman notes his hesitation and takes control, reaching her hand between his legs and rubbing through the blanket covering his member.  "It's okay Jym." she reassures.

 

He shivers.  "If Amara ever found out ..."

 

"Blondie agreed long ago never to interfere in my ... fun.  And she looks up to you now.  She won't judge."  Her fingers grip him firmly.  "So, we okay?

 

Jym slowly lies back.  "I hope so."

 

Grinning, Reiko skillfully massages Jym to his peak once again, then pulls back the covers and kneels between his legs.  She takes the teen into her mouth and again shows her skill.

 

Jym is left gasping over and over, his fingers clutching at the sheets and his toes curling up tight.

 

Reiko smiles to herself.  'Let the redheaded tart do half this well.' she thinks.  She drags it out then pulls away when Jym erupts, milking him further with her hand.  "There, there Jymmy, now didn't Auntie Reiko make you feel alllll better?"

 

Jym gasps then takes deep breaths.  In spite of the peaceful look on his face, his erection does not weaken one bit.

 

The witch pokes at it.  "Wow." she breathes.  "How much did she use?  Amateurs have no subtly." 

 

The penis twitches at her poking.  Humored, Reiko begins playing and massaging it again.  "Well, looks like Auntie will be working overtime."

 

Not wanting to get herself regressed for real Reiko keeps her efforts limited to her hands and mouth.  She decides to keep going until Jym's erection works itself through, for the boy’s sake of course.

 

After two more successful efforts however, with the same results, Reiko huffs in frustration.  "Okay this is insane.  She must have dumped a whole bottle in there.  Look, Jym, this won't end tonight.  I can probably make you look and feel younger, before you had erections." she suggests.

 

"What will that do?" he asks, panting.

 

"Mind over matter," she tells him.  "The spell can convince you there is no erection.  It's a temporary solution, but the shadow magic fools you into feeling your new age, just as it did to Alyssa.  I drop you to eight and, poof, no problems." she says.  'Plus we could play games together'.  She finds herself thinking as well.

 

Jym frowns.  "I don't remember your spells being that good."

 

"Hey!" the sorceress says indignantly, rising.  After a moment however she settles back down, her expression softening.  "Well, I think my milk curse is augmenting them.  Only a bit and they aren't transferring the curse.  That I'm sure of."  She grips his erection firmly once again.  "But, it is your choice."

 

Jym winces, his poor member burning slightly from use.  "Okay, okay!  Just ... go easy, please."

 

Reiko rubs her hands together.  "Don't worry, you'll be fine." she promises, preparing a spell to make him eight.  Placing two hands on his stomach, Reiko casts.  Jym glows a bit then appears to shrink rapidly, ending up a naked child in front of the Kirasani woman.

 

Jym gasps and squirms a little in fear as he feels an intense tingle in his member.  When the spell is done though, he takes his small, flaccid member in his fingers and marvels at it.  "It worked!" he pipes.  "Still kinda tingles," he reports, "but it isn't bad."

 

Reiko tickles it as well with a long finger.  "Yup, it did." she says proudly.  A part of Reiko finds she loves Jym this way, the motherly feelings she’d felt for Killi re-emerging. "So, you want to get dressed and find a certain hiding girl?" she asks.

 

Jym pushes himself up, still a little woozy from his recent exertions.  "Okay!" he agrees, and grabs for his tunic.  Reiko helps him pull it on, but first forms a shadow loincloth over the boy's bottom and privates.

 

Jym giggles when he finds the tunic is huge on him.  "What a spell!" he breathes, making Reiko feel pleased with herself.

 

"I know.  Isn't it great?" she asks.  She then gives the boy a small nudge.  "Now, when you find Alyssa, may I punish her?" she asks.

 

The boy looks up at her with a frown on his face.  "We'll see," he says slowly.  "Okay?"

 

Reiko holds her thumb and finger barely apart.  "Just a teeny tiny little spanking?  Please?  Or, maybe just give her a wash with a wet cloth?"

 

Jym giggles.  "Well ..." he deliberates.  "She didn't clean up after S-E-X ..."

 

The witch gives a firm nod.  "No … she … didn’t.  Right then.  The hunt is on." she tells the boy.

 

Jym hurries to the door then opens it quietly.  Reiko adores the fact that his tunic drops to his knees, and that the door handle is near his face as he bends forward to peek out.

 

Using shadows to lengthen her own nightie to mid-thigh Reiko follows quietly behind, ready to give the boy a hint if he passes Alyssa's hiding spot.

 

Jym peeks into each bedroom, then under the couch, table and chairs.  He ponders as his bare feet pad softly across the wooden floor.  Then he snaps his fingers.  "Bear-Bear!"

 

"Possible." Reiko says cryptically.  The boy hurries to the shop door and opens it carefully.  He moves cautiously to the bear carpet, though sees no sign of the little girl.

 

Reiko figures that if little Alyssa is going to scare him, it will be now.  The scare doesn't come however and when Reiko checks for the little girl she spots the child in her hiding place, napping on a pile of clothing.  It appears they took too long for her.

 

Coughing lightly, Reiko gives Jym a nod in the girl's direction.  The small squire gamely goes in roughly the right direction, looking here and there before spotting Alyssa.

 

"Gotcha!" he exclaims, pouncing on her and scaring the life out of the tiny redhead. 

 

The little girl releases a short scream and scrambles to sit up.  "Get away!" Lyssa whines.  "I want Jymmy!"

 

"I AM Jymmy!" Jym replies, starting to tickle the younger girl.

 

"No you're not!" she protests between giggles.

 

Reiko stands over them both sternly, hands on hips.  "He is.  It was the only way he could move after what you did to him." she explains calmly.  "How much of that stuff did you use little girl?  Children shouldn't play with strong nasty herbs." she scolds.

 

"I'm not a little girl!" Lyssa squeals in protest.  "An’ I want my Jymmy!"

 

"Not a little girl?  Fine then, a baby." Reiko smirks.  Alyssa finds herself shrinking again, her features becoming overwhelmed with baby fat.  She ends up three, her chubby tummy and legs sticking out from knee high pants.  Wet pants Reiko notes.  It seems Jymmy scared more than just the life out of the juvenile.

 

His mouth open in an 'O', Jym looks up at Reiko.  "Why'd you do that?"

 

‘Lyssa starts crying crankily.  Reiko sticks a finger in the girl's mouth to silence her, reducing the tot to two.  "Sorry, habit.  But it is punishing her."  The shadow pants rise on chubby legs and thicken greatly as the redhead’s features turn babyish.  Sucking on the finger certainly seems to calm the toddler.

 

"Hey!" Jym protests meekly.  "You're making her smaller again!"

 

Peering past her own spell, Reiko is tickled to see the sixteen year old Alyssa sitting naked on the floor, suckling on the offered digit.  "I’m just calming her.  I'll grow her in a little bit." The witch assures.

 

Jym bends over to look at the tot.  "When?"

 

"In a moment.  Be patient." Reiko scolds.  "See, she's much calmer now."  Reiko tickles the babe's foot, getting little reaction, only a small twitch.

 

Jym crosses his skinny arms and watches.

 

"There." Reiko says as Alyssa begins to coo.  She pulls her finger out and wipes it, then ages the girl to four.

 

After a few seconds of recovery ‘Lyssa blinks then looks up at them distrustfully.  "I want my Jymmy," she says again.

 

Reiko points at the boy.  "THAT is Jymmy.  He's little now too."

 

"I don't want a boy, I want Jymmy," ‘Lyssa insists.

 

Jym tugs Reiko away, surprised how hard to move she seems.  "Hey, she drank the tea too, right?"

 

"Yup.  Just as much too." Reiko confirms.

 

Jym grins.  "Then make her big.  Let her suffer."

 

Reiko winces.  "Oooooo.  Nice."  With a thought Reiko makes Alyssa grow again, all the way up to sixteen.  Her illusioned clothing does not change however, leaving a cute teen in only short pants, still wet from piss.

 

"Wah!" Alyssa exclaims, falling backward for a moment, her breasts bouncing.

 

Reiko approaches the teen and kneels.  "Hello."

 

Alyssa sits up and looks at them, trying to get her bearings back.  Her nipples are already hardened from stimulation.  "Don't do that again," she orders Reiko.

 

"Sorry, you aren't in charge of me anymore.  Jym's not happy with you." The Kirasani grins while absently playing with one of Alyssa’s nipples between her fingers.  "He knows you tricked him, and you used wayyyyyyyyy too much herb you dabbler you.  That's why he's little, so he doesn't have to feel it.  You however, deserve every frustrating moment."

 

Alyssa slaps the witch’s hand away and moves to get to her feet.  Feeling annoyed, as well as justified, Reiko casts a small illusion spell on the girl.  The room literally spins upside down for the seamstress, making her think she'll fall up to the floor if she stands. "Now that wasn't nice." Reiko intones.  "Besides, you need cleaning up."

 

Alyssa plops back down onto her bottom, looking dizzy.  "Keep your hands off of me," she snaps. 

 

"If you insist, but you're going to be a VERY frustrated and stinky girl by morning." Reiko states.

 

The redhead pleadingly looks up at the grinning boy.  "Jymmy?  You are much more handsome when you're my age," she tempts, trying to win him over again.

 

Looking curious, Jymmy reaches out and touches a stiff nipple.  Alyssa gasps and reluctantly pushes his hand away then presses her legs together in frustration.

 

"See, this is what happens when you use a whole jar.  Wassa matter, I thought you wanted your Jymmy?" Reiko teases.

 

Alyssa grabs Jym by the hand and pulls the boy into her wet lap.  "I know this isn't real," she breathes, kissing his neck.  "Make her make you big."  Jymmy simply giggles, ticklish to the touch.

 

Reiko looks down smugly.  "Jymmy isn't listening right now.  He's thinking too young for your potion to have effect."

 

Ignoring the witch Alyssa runs her fingers through the boy’s hair, increasing the stimulation.  "Come on, Jymmy," she says.  Slowly but steadily the boy begins to calm down then breathe deeply, feeling something in the back of his mind that seems a tad familiar. 

 

Becoming worried Reiko looks again past her spell and is annoyed to find the teen boy is truly very stimulated right now.  "Stop that." Reiko finally says, taking Jym's wrist and trying to pull him off.

 

Alyssa keeps hold of Jym by the waist and turns his head, giving his young-seeming mouth a long kiss.  The shadow spell breaks and visibly shatters into thousands of small black specks, falling away like sand and returning Jym to his normal self.

 

"Dammit." Reiko mutters, knowing she has lost him.  "Jym.  Jym!" she whispers harshly, but the teen is now moaning softly, and focusing only on Alyssa.

 

"Haven't you interfered enough?" Alyssa demands.  "We want to be together, your evil magic cannot stop it!"  The topless girl snuggles Jym against her breasts for a moment.

 

"Evil!?  Hey, you’re the one who snuck a potion into him." Reiko protests.  "I was trying to set him free.  Jym, you're just feeling what she wants you to feel."  Her words are lost on the boy however as the teen grips one of the redhead's nipples in his teeth. 

 

Reiko grunts, feeling a sympathetic spark of pleasure when she witnesses it.  She realizes she can't watch this.

 

"I wanted to set him free too," Alyssa retorts.  "Free to express himself without your scorn."

 

Reiko looks indignant.  "Look, I'm hardly a prude here.  I'm just trying to protect my party mate, and friend.  If he truly wants to lose himself in your potion I'm the last to stop him, but you snuck it on him and he can't make a decision like that now." she explains, sounding more like Amara than she’d like to.  Folding her arms over her chest she feels dampness over the front of her breasts and cringes.

 

"Reiko," Jym pants, "Just, get out!  I'll see you in the morning."

 

Reiko blinks in hurt surprise but sighs, resigned to her leader’s decision, knowing it won’t be changed this night.  "Fine, I'll go back to sleep with Amara." she mutters.

 

"You are not welcome here," Alyssa intones.  "You are no longer a guest in my house."

 

The witch frowns.  "Jym?" she asks.

 

Jym looks at her apologetically.  "Just, come back in the morning, all right?"

The sorceress holds her breath and pushes her hurt feelings down, nodding simply.  "Yes sir." she says emotionlessly, silently rising and turning.  Grabbing a tunic for her top and a skirt for her bottom Reiko pulls her boots on and leaves through the back door vanishing into the night; all before she allows her eyes to visibly water up.

 

The Kirasani has been ostracized before, painfully used to it.  "Maybe I'll just find my own comfort," she mutters.  The darkness, rather than a frightening thing is a haven and she allows the night to embrace her like a beloved companion.  Reaching out to the shadows she tries to see if the celebration is still going on.

 

As her mind wanders afar however large hands reach around from behind, one is covering her mouth, the other lifting her off of her feet.  Shocked and upset at her lack of diligence Reiko kicks and struggles, mostly uselessly as she is carried a short distance into an alleyway. 

 

"Bout time you showed up again," a gruff voice announces.  There is a ripping sound as her skirt is torn from her body.  She is thrown to the ground onto her front and a heavy body holds her down.

 

Reiko’s breath explodes from her lungs, causing her to lose the ability to speak and concentrate as her face grinds into the dirt.  Her legs are forced apart, and she knows what will come next unless she can do something.  She might not even care, except that it could prematurely strip her of her maturity.  For all her playing the idea of becoming a real helpless little girl terrifies her.

 

Digging into the dirt with her nails she desperately tries to concentrate, to call the shadows to help.  But not before the penetration, ramming her from behind and contacting the ball of pent up frustration within her.  Pleasure explodes through her body in spite of her terrifying situation and she finds herself laughing out loud.

 

Her assailant pauses, confused.  Then, he says, "Good.  I like this." 

 

With each thrust, the pleasure increases, making her feel like a desperate whore.  And yet, her body does not erode into that of a teen.  If anything, her figure becomes fuller.  As does her laughter.  Planting her palms on the ground she tries to lift her torso up.  "Deeper." she pants.

 

The man grunts and, as if feeling his manhood is in question, thrusts deeper and harder.  He begins to pant from the effort.

 

The witch chuckles, "Is that all you have?"  She can feel her vagina expanding to take all of him in, wrapping around his member as snugly as one of her shadow dresses.  She can hear him panting with an open mouth now; he seems to be tiring, or weakening.

 

"C'mon baby, give mommy everything you've got." she finds herself saying.

His weight on her lessens she notices as she pushes her torso up.  He recklessly slips out of her, and she takes the opportunity to turn over.  She finds a passion-crazed young man crouched over her, not exactly what she had been expecting.

 

Spreading her bent legs invitingly Reiko grins.  "Wassa matter baby?  I thought you wanted me.  Enough to rape me it seems."  She pats her privates.  "Come to momma sweetheart."

 

The man shoves her hand aside and comes forward again, pushing deeply into her.

 

"I bet you always wanted a Kirasani." she whispers, hugging the man close.  "And who would believe me over you, hmmmmm?  You'd just say I cast a spell on you." she adds, anger in her voice.  "Well, ya wanna see some real magic little boy?" 

 

Reiko rips her own tunic open, revealing her now larger and swollen breasts.  The smell of the watery milk wafts out, and the man falls to her chest, sucking on a nipple with sharp teeth as he thrusts into her.  The combination releases even more pleasure in the witch, making her softly cry out.

 

Reiko eventually regains some control and grips the back of the man's head.  "Good plan." she pants.  "No one would believe me over you.  I'd have asked for it, wanted it.  You'd get off innocent.  Still, do you know what innocent truly is?" she asks.  "Boy?"  She is acutely aware of the young man's body, how it is changing, becoming less hairy and thinner of muscle.

 

"Do you like this, huh?  Do you?" she smiles, before biting her teeth passionately into his ear.  Her nails then rake deeply across the man's back.

 

The man's body shudders and loses mass, feeling about the same size as she is.  Still her vaginal canal holds him snug, conducting all possible pleasure to her.

 

"You better.  It'll be your last for a long time." she whispers as he shivers again, and becomes smaller than her.

 

"Raping a Kirasani witch, not the wisest thing." she intones.  "Still, let us make it a ride to remember.  Deeper boy, deeper."

 

The youth starts panting in earnest, his skin soft, smooth and hairless.  His cheeks become rounder as well.  She switches him to the other breast.  Now it is she who is holding him in place.

 

"I hope there's an orphanage in town." she comments.  Reiko squeezes her legs, causing the boy to moan through his lips.  "Is the milky good?" she teases.

 

The boy shivers more often, losing mass faster.  He cannot possibly still be within her, and yet she feels something still sliding back and forth in her vagina.  The boy swiftly drops below puberty and continues to shrink.

 

Reiko revels in the pleasure she is feeling.  "Call me mommy." she whispers to the boy who still greedily suckles from her breast.  The skinny child grows shorter and she can feel his front teeth stop pinching her nipple as they recede.

 

Smirking she pulls his greedy lips from her, denying him what he wants most.  "I said, call me mommy.  And beg for more." she sneers.

 

"Pleathe, mommy," the skinny seven-year-old gasps in a squeaky voice and recedes to six before her eyes.

 

"Please what?" she asks, eyes slanted.

 

"Pleathe, gimme more!" the child whines, baby teeth appearing as he speaks.  His naked body squirms against her chest and stomach, feeling wonderful to her.

 

"Mommy thinks you've had enough." Reiko grins.  "Who are you anyway?"

 

Instead of answering however the boy shivers again, causing extreme pleasure to surge through Reiko’s vagina.  When she can see again, she finds that he has shrunk to a chubby three, and that a fleshy blue cord leads from his belly into her vagina.  He shivers again as the cord pulses, and he shrinks to two.

 

Reiko stares in absolute shock unable to even utter a word.  Her hand grasps the cord and she reaches for her discarded skirt to get her dagger to cut it.  She manages to pull the material to her but finds … nothing.  She left her weapon back at the shop.  Another overwhelming burst of pleasure hits making her dazed.  Her eyes fall on the baby on her stomach.

 

The infant gives a sudden wail and falls silent before dropping quickly in mass to less than that of a newborn.  The cord pulls back into her womb ripping out of her hand and dragging the squirming figure in behind it.  There is a moment of shear ecstasy, throwing Reiko onto her back with her legs spread wide as the baby is forced against her clitoris, before the opening widens enough for him to disappear within.

 

The witch finds herself staring blankly up at the stars, her breath audible in her ears.  The sudden bulge in her belly fades until it disappears completely.  A moment later, there is a surge of pleasure through her and she is suddenly brimming with magical power.

 

It takes some time before Reiko’s mind returns however.  Despite her dark image, even the witch is horrified by what just happened.  Still, she finds she does not weep for the man and the power is ... tantalizing.

 

When she finally comes to her full senses Reiko sits up and looks around at the man's discarded clothing.  She can sense the shadow demons, creatures the Kirasani fear, cowering from her and leaving the area.  It both frightens and empowers her.

 

"Go ahead, scat.  Shoo." she whispers.  After her moment of bravado however she hugs herself and whimpers.  "What the hell is going on?"

 

 

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