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Time Change pt. 1
by Nomdreserv
Contact the author at Nomdreserv@phuze.com
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'So, got any new tricks to show me?' Karen Rhodes sipped a cafe mocha, her apparent nonchalance masking an air of expectation she'd felt since Lisa had called and suggested they meet after work.
Karen was an attractive woman of medium height (she had been relieved to find she had returned to her full five foot six after her earlier shrinking adventure), with auburn hair and a full womanly figure.
Lisa was thinner, but still with quite respectable curves, and had a pretty face dominated by striking, crystal-green eyes. She smiled, noting Karen's foot swinging in nervous anticipation, and pulled out a plum-sized medallion of beautiful red gold inscribed with the image of an hourglass surrounded by an inscription.
It would have attracted interest in anyone's hands, but since Lisa was a witch who shared Karen's size changing fantasies (and had recently demonstrated that they didn't have to be just fantasies), Karen's eyes almost popped. Above and below the hourglass were Latin words she recognized: 'Tempus' and 'Teneo,' but around its circumference were characters that were illegible to her.
'Is this...?' she started quietly.
'The age change medallion I told you about? Yeah.' Lisa noticed Karen's intense expression with satisfaction. 'You seem more interested than when I first described it.'
Karen blushed but laughed.
'I was a little stressed then, OK? When you're three feet tall, the prospect of getting younger too isn't particularly interesting.'
'And now?'
'Well, I'm still not sure,' Karen admitted slowly. 'But your mention of it did stick in my mind. I mean, I want to try anything involving shrinking now, especially after how well things turned out the first time. I just never thought as much about age changing. I guess it could be fun too.'
'It is. I used to dream about it all the time, and couldn't believe it when I found out about the medallion.' She smiled in remembrance of an unspoken story. 'You want me to bring it over this weekend, try it with Bob?'
Karen still seemed undecided.
'How does it work?'
'It channels the user's mental commands magically. You just imagine the subject changing, and how fast....here, let me show you.' Lisa scanned the small coffee shop, her eyes lighting up as she spotted a high school couple in a back booth. The boy wore a football jacket emphasizing his broad shoulders, and looked as though he hadn't shaved in a couple of days, his face slightly darkened by shadow. The girl with him wore a short, tight, pink skirt and a tank top showing off her long thin legs and trim figure.
Karen's gaze followed hers.
'What are you going to do?' she whispered with a hint of alarm.
'Just a little age play,' Lisa reassured her. 'If I do this right, I can do it without their noticing anything wrong.'
'If?'
'I'm just learning to use it,' she admitted. 'The time medallion is a pretty powerful item. But Gregor's been teaching me, and I'm a highly motivated student,' she added smugly. 'Now watch.' Her eyes closed for a few seconds, and her mouth moved silently. Then she opened her eyes and stared at the couple intently.
Karen watched and waited, seeing nothing unusual for a few seconds. Then she noticed the football jacket beginning to sag a bit, and peering more closely, saw no trace of the previous beard or mustache. The jacket continued to deflate, and she could see the boy's head dropping relative to the counter seat. At best, he might pass for a freshman now, but looked like he was rapidly leaving high school behind him.
Looking back at the girl - or woman, as now seemed more appropriate - she saw that her figure had changed noticeably. The tank top was stretched out as her breasts filled in, and was generally tighter as she added some extra pounds, even pulling up and showing just a peek of tummy. Her legs also became fuller, especially the thighs and hips, making the dress tighter and causing her to squirm uncomfortably, unwittingly also causing it to ride up and expose her upper thighs.
'So what about tomorrow?' the borderline adolescent asked her in a high, cracking voice, looking up at a suddenly taller companion from the folds of his oversize clothes.
'Gee, I don't know,' she replied in a low, mature tone. 'All of a sudden, going to Carol's party doesn't seem like so much fun.'
'But, Brittany, her folks are gonna be away,' he whined. 'There's gonna be some good stuff, and an open bedroom. We could, you know....' he trailed off in embarrassment, and Karen wondered if he knew himself just what he meant right now.
'Gary!' she got up suddenly and glared down at him, looking more like a mother than girlfriend. 'Sometimes you can be so immature.' She turned and started to walk out, mincing from the binding of her too tight skirt, bulging with each step of her thicker thighs and looking ridiculous on a thirty something woman. She tried to pull the tank top down to cover her midriff bulge.
'Hey, wait up!' the boy called, scrambling up, then having to stop and grab at his jeans' waist to keep them from falling to the floor. His jacket went to mid thigh, and the cuffs dropped past his knuckles. He shuffled off, trying to keep up.
'Lisa! They're leaving.' Karen panicked at the thought of the changed pair getting away.
'No problem. It's already reversing.'
Karen had to see, so she got up and stepped out into the street. Sure enough, Gary's height was rapidly returning, and he caught up to his slimming and youthening girlfriend a few stores away without attracting undue attention. She shook her head in amazement, wondering idly if Brittany would now find the party more appealing again. She sat back across from Lisa with an appreciative whistle.
'Wow.'
'Told you. Lots of fun at parties.' Lisa reached out to hold Karen's hand. 'Or in more intimate settings.' She stroked a finger along Karen's wrist discreetly.
Karen smiled and squeezed Lisa's hand in return. With her other, she reached out towards the medallion. 'Can I see it?'
'Sure.' Their other hands touched as they exchanged the artifact, and both jumped back abruptly.
'Ow!' they yelled simultaneously, each shaking the stricken hand.
'What happened?' Karen asked. 'That felt like an electric shock.' She shook her arm as the feeling dissipated.
Lisa looked worried.
'I don't know,' she admitted. 'Never happened before.' She studied Karen carefully. 'How do you feel?'
'F....fine. I think.' Suddenly, Karen wasn't sure, especially the way Lisa looked at her. 'Why? What's wrong?'
Lisa watched Karen intently a few more seconds, then relaxed and smiled.
'Nothing. I wanted to make sure you weren't changing. I mean, getting unexpected jolts from magic artifacts sorta makes me worry, especially when they're this powerful.' She stopped and now looked worried again. 'Hey, what about me? Do I look OK? Not older or younger or anything?'
Karen's face showed sudden alarm.
'Oh, my God!'
'What? What?' Lisa's hands began moving up to her hair and her chest, fluttering uncertainly.
'You...you look...' Karen's voice built the tension before she burst out laughing. 'Just the same.'
Lisa sagged in relief.
'Touche.'
Karen held up the medallion.
'So, could I change you into a little girl with this?' She arched an eyebrow speculatively and fingered the metal experimentally.
'Not unless you know how to activate it magically,' Lisa returned complacently. 'Which I don't think I'll tell you just yet.' Feigning disappointment, Karen slid it back across the table, being careful to let go before it touched her friend's hand. Lisa picked it up gingerly, breathing a sigh of relief at no further shocks.
'Do you have to have magic to work it?' Karen asked.
'No, there's a lot of magic in the artifact itself.' She paused, staring at the medallion, then added thoughtfully, 'But it works better if you have your own magic to harmonize with it - a synergy, I guess. I'm getting pretty good - that demonstration was sort of a test for me: affecting two people at once, in different ways, and still having them unaware of the changes.' She looked up again. 'That last part is important. Otherwise, it's hard to have much fun with it out in public.'
'I can imagine.' And Karen did, reflecting upon the changed couple when they had run from the shop. 'They seemed to act a bit differently. Did their minds change, too?'
'Sort of. Memories are unchanged, but the person's mental abilities and emotions usually change with their bodies. It's sort of like the memories are software, but the platform or processor changes, and that affects how the programs run, or even if they run at all.' She finished with a grin.
'Oooh, DOS to diapers.' They laughed.
'So, shall I bring it over tomorrow?' Lisa's eyes sparkled.
Karen thought for several seconds, but the smile forming on her lips answered the question before she spoke.
'Yeah. And I think I'll keep it a surprise for Bob.'
Lisa chuckled. 'Like I've said: I like the way you think.'
continued in Time Change pt. 2
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