By Nomdreserv

"Please, Katie," Jenny begged once more. "Let’s not do this."

Katie had gone back to her original plan and decided to the visit the mall after all; however, she now had a very unwilling companion in her "little" sister. Even worse, this was the very mall Jenny worked at, and she stared at the confusingly tall faces in horror. What would people think seeing her like this?

The answer was, nothing at all. Just a young teen and her little sister having fun. Nothing to suggest the cute, innocent 6 year old was supposed to be a sexy young woman. Only Jenny felt the embarrassment of her predicament.

"Still trying to tell me what to do?" Katie asked. "If I remember, that’s what got you into this. Besides," she smiled and patted her sister on the head. "You look cute."

Jenny grimaced at the thought of the frilly little girl dress she wore, with pink socks and an old pair of Mary Janes Katie had found. The dress was quite short, but showed only the sexless legs of young childhood, a sharp contrast from the hot miniskirt she had started the evening in.

Katie caught the expression.

"Don’t like your outfit, huh? No problem." She steered them towards a specialty clothing store, Kids’ Chasm. "Let’s get you into something else."

"No, no, no," Jenny insisted, "I don’t WANNA…." She stopped, surprised at the whininess that seemed natural in her voice. She tried to steady herself, not wanting to draw extra attention, and keeping in mind that she was really a sophisticated young woman, not a crying kid. "I mean, it’s OK. These clothes are fine." She remembered with horror that she was even on a nodding acquaintance with some of the girls working here, since she was employed herself at a clothing store. "Let’s just get out of here."

Too late, a clerk spotted them. Jenny recognized Tonya, a 20 year old she had spoken to a few times while on their respective breaks.

"Can I help you?" Tonya asked, naturally addressing herself to Katie. She stopped to smile at Jenny. "Well, aren’t you just the prettiest little princess?"

Jenny looked miserable, but at least there was no hint of recognition in the professional smile.

"Yeah," Katie answered. "Princess…um, my sister here needs a new play outfit. I’m not sure of her size."

"No problem," Tonya responded, eyeing the ill at ease Jenny appraisingly. "Size 6 I’d say. We have some nice things on sale right over here."

Jenny twisted her feet nervously, but also felt a bit of hope. At least if she could get some jeans and a shirt that actually fit, she might feel less conspicuous.

And then Katie held up the pink overalls and a bright T-shirt with a smiling bear holding a balloon. "Perfect," she decided.

Jenny came closer to protest in a soft voice.

"Katie, I don’t want to wear those. How about some plain jeans?"

"These are much cuter," Katie insisted, then turned to the clerk. "Right?"

Tonya, eager for a sale, agreed enthusiastically.

"Oh, yes. They’ll look just darling on your little sister." She smiled complicitly. "They’re so cute at this age, aren’t they."

"Sure are," Katie agreed. "I can’t wait to see what she looks like when she’s a bit younger."

"Huh?" Tonya blinked.

"Never mind," Katie stifled a laugh. "She’ll wear them. C’mon, Jenny." She pulled her sister towards the dressing rooms. "And maybe we can get some of those Velcro sneakers?" Her voice dropped confidentially. "She has trouble with knots."

The clerk nodded, smiling, while Jenny’s cheeks burned. Even worse, she wasn’t sure Katie wasn’t right. She spun on Katie when they were alone.

"Why are you doing this?"

Katie shrugged. "Just trying to make you happy. You might as well put these on. I’m buying them anyway."

Jenny glowered but started to get undressed, deciding even pink overalls were better than the party dress she was wearing. But as she changed, she simmered. Just wait until she got back to normal, she’d…

She stopped. She had felt the slightest tingle as she imagined her revenge – apparently even angry thoughts could trigger further regression. She calmed herself and finished pulling off the dress.

The sight of her almost naked little girl body in the dressing room mirror caught her unawares, and she stared in wonder. The flat chest with pink nipples, straight pelvis and slight tummy were so strange to her, it was like looking at someone else. Where were her full breasts, womanly hips and sexy ass that drove her boyfriends crazy? At least a decade away, she decided in dismay. Katie had to reverse this spell – she just had to.

To keep her sister happy, Jenny put on the new clothes. A cute, little girl – and, yes, the outfit was adorable – looked back at her from the mirror. A shy smile came to her lips. Maybe it wasn’t so bad. The bright colors didn’t seem as garish as she thought; in fact, they were sort of pleasing to her younger eye. And the bear looked funny. Jenny giggled before catching herself, but not before she saw Katie smile as well. Oh well, it was better than that old, stupid dress, and at least Katie was out some money for her prank.

The clerk stuck her head in and held out a couple of shoe samples.

"These are $20," she explained, holding up one. "And these are $30. A much better value for the quality," she claimed with a straight face. (A poker face in explaining prices is necessary for anyone hoping to succeed in sales.)

"Then those, definitely," Katie decided, indicating the more expensive. "Do they come in pink?"

Tonya nodded happily and went to get them. Jenny looked at Katie in surprise.

"You’d better be careful. Mom and Dad have already advanced you on your allowance."

"I’m not worried," Katie replied blithely. "Besides, I’ve got YOUR wallet." She waved it tauntingly.

Jenny almost screamed.

"Give me that, you little brat!" She jumped, but Katie held it out of reach, giggling as she fended off her "older" sister so easily. Jenny scrabbled at here. "You’re not spending MY money on some stupid clothes so you can…" Her eyes went wide. "Oh no."

Too late, a strong tingle signaled the spell at work, and Jenny watched as Katie seemed to grow again. Now she was only waist high to her 13 year old sister, and the new clothes, perfect just seconds before, were accusingly loose on her. She looked in the mirror and found a frightened 4 year old gazing back, round-faced, snub-nosed and barely recognizable.

"Katie!" she wailed. "You gotta stop this!"

Katie folded her arms. "I’m not doing anything. You’re the one causing the changes now. If you’d stop yelling, you’d stop…"

The clerk interrupted her, poking her head back into the changing area.

"I thought I heard…" She paused as she peered in confusion at Jenny. "Hey, wasn’t she…?" She caught herself and smiled ruefully, shaking her head. Yeah, right. "Sorry, silly idea. I guess I misjudged her age. Let me get you the same outfit a couple of sizes smaller."

"Don’t be afraid to get one too small," Katie suggested. "We want her to be able to grow into it."

Tonya looked puzzled, but then smiled correctingly. "You mean too big, of course. But it’s really not a good idea anyway. Kids need clothes that fit them now. It’s very important for, um …" The word that came to her mind was "sales," but she managed to finish with "self-esteem" before disappearing again.

Jenny was finally fitted to satisfaction, but had to settle for a shirt with a bright, yellow ducky for her smaller size. She fumed as Katie paid for their purchases.

"Now can we leave?" she asked.

"Not yet," Katie replied smugly. "We’re meeting Melody."

"Oh, great," Jenny muttered. Melody was hardly a favorite under any circumstances, and they had exchanged unpleasantries more than once when she was over. Facing her now seemed almost too much to bear.

She found she almost had to run to keep up with Katie as they walked now, and even the bag carrying her old clothes felt heavy, making her realize how weak she was. The realization made all the towering people around her seem a little scary, and she hurried to keep close to her suddenly protective-seeming sister.

Melody sat by the fountain sipping a Coke.

"Hi, Mel," Katie chirped.

"Hey, Katie," Melody nodded at Jenny. "Who’s the baby?"

Jenny grit her teeth. "I am NOT a baby."

"Sorry, cutey," Melody smirked. "Didn’t know you were old enough to talk. So, why are you babysitting, Katie? I thought we were gonna hang."

"Seemed the least I could do," Katie explained, waiting for the reaction. "I mean, she is my sister and everything."

"Huh?" Melody stared blankly. "You don’t have…." Her eyes went wide in shock. "Oh my God! No way! Jenny?" Her gaze leapt from one to the other. "It is, isn’t it? Oh my God. This is too cool. Katie, you used the spell!"

Jenny stared in disbelief as Katie almost floated in pride.

"You…you mean, you know about….about…" Jenny sputtered helplessly as she waved her hands around. Did everybody know about this magic stuff but her?

"It’s perfect," Melody continued, addressing Katie and ignoring Jenny. "Like, you have GOT to teach it to me. My brother will freak. How did you do it?"

Katie and Melody started talking magic shop while Jenny fumed. She found herself looking around in awe again at the unaccustomed scale of the mall. Everything – and everybody – looked so big and intimidating, it was beginning to frighten her. After a few minutes, she decided to try to take charge again. She pulled at Katie’s arm.

"Come on," she announced, sounding less forceful and confident than she’d planned. "I want to go home."

Melody glanced dismissively at her.

"She whines just like a real baby." She leaned over close to Jenny’s face. "So, baby, how’s it feel to be back in diapers again?"

Jenny stamped her foot. It was hard enough putting up with Katie’s teasing. Coming from the bratty Melody made it intolerable.

"I am NOT a baby, or wearing diapers!" she almost shouted, drawing a few curious stares. Luckily, they were brief stares, or they would have witnessed the remarkable aftermath of the outbreak. The now familiar tingle washed through Jenny, and even as her expression changed from anger to dismay, she felt herself shrink and her clothes loosen.

Melody watched, awe-struck.

"Oh my God! That is so amazing. Look at her! She looks like she’s two."

It was true. Jenny now stood in baggy pants, with the cuffs over her toddler shoes. She flexed pudgy, baby-like hands in front of her face, even as she felt the sleeves move down her arms. Her mouth felt strange, and she realized she had significantly fewer teeth in a much smaller jaw, and her tongue suddenly felt thicker and more clumsy. Even worse, she was now barely thigh high to a couple of junior high girls.

"So, like, does she think like a baby, too?" Melody asked Katie, leaning down to gloat in Jenny’s face.

"Me no tink like baby!" Jenny insisted, stamping her foot, and determined to put that idea to rest. She nodded angrily, satisfied she had made her point.

Katie and Melody exchanged smirks.

"The spell description said the mental changes were variable, but become more obvious when they get really young," Katie answered. "She seemed pretty normal up ‘til now. That made it even more fun." She considered. "Except for her attitude about sex. That was funny. Watch." She winked at Melody. "Hey, Jenny, want to lecture us again about safe sex practices? You know, big sister to little sister."

Jenny blushed, feeling an inner fright at the word "sex." She also found her thoughts and memories on the subject seemed decidedly fuzzy. She shuffled her feet.

"No wanna."

"No? OK. Hey, I know, tell me how the TV works. You like TV, right?"

Jenny concentrated, angry at the way her thoughts slipped away just out of reach.

"It’s got ‘lectricity, and, um…it makes pictures…"

Melody chimed in.

"Hey, Jenny, I’ve got one for you. What does the cow say?"

Jenny almost found herself saying "Moo!" in her excitement at knowing an answer, but instead scowled. She tried to come up with a biting rejoinder.

"You…you’re just meanies!" she finally shot back.

"Whoa." Melody reeled. "Sharp as ever." She grabbed Katie’s arm. "Hey, if you don’t like our company, we’ll leave. C’mon, Katie." She pulled her friend away before she could protest.

Jenny saw them recede into the crowd, and felt her anger dissolve into terror at being left alone, her familiar mall transformed into an alien landscape filled with giants, already beginning to block them from view.

"Wait!" she called, trying to hurry after them, but hampered by her flopping cuffs and shoes. Her gait was also measured by a strange clumsiness in her legs, a sense of not-quite-balance. She had to concentrate to even walk fast, and found it impossible to run, especially with the heavy bag dragging behind her.

Melody and Katie had almost disappeared.

"Wait!!" she wailed again, bereft at the thought of abandonment. "Don’t weave me!" She started to sniffle, surprised by her lack of control.

Katie suddenly reappeared, looking unexpectedly contrite and concerned. Jenny immediately grabbed onto her legs, crying.

"It’s OK," Katie soothed her. "We were only fooling."

Jenny clung to her knee, only slightly comforted, then quailed as Melody approached. The girl leaned down to smile at her in a far less reassuring manner.

"Sure, Jenny. We wouldn’t leave you. We’re gonna have lots of fun yet. We’re gonna take some pictures of you in your old clothes – won’t you look silly? Oh, and I’ve got to get my camcorder. Maybe you can do a little song for us, or even your ABCs – if you remember them, that is. I can just picture you singing in your little denim miniskirt while trying to hold it up. And we can’t possibly stop before we watch you turn into a helpless little baby right before our eyes, can we? Won’t that be fun?"

Jenny felt her blood run cold. And something else run hot. Specifically, something wet down her leg. She looked down at her rebellious body in shock.

Melody saw it immediately.

"Oh my God!" she crowed. "She wet herself.! She really is a baby!"

Jenny burned in shame and anger while Melody laughed. She shrank into her clothes to hide herself, while Melody and Katie seemed to loom ever larger above her. She also began to feel strangely dizzy. She wobbled a few seconds, then fell onto her bottom. The sting and feeling of her wet pants on her behind dissolved the last of her reserve, and she burst into tears.

The last things she remembered were a giant Katie reaching towards her, her clothes feeling like a collapsed tent around her flailing body, and Melody laughing in the background.

………………

Jenny awoke with a start, letting out a small scream. She looked wildly around, expecting to see giant girls and engulfing, wet clothes. Instead, she saw the familiar surroundings of her bedroom, and realized her radio alarm was playing in the background telling her to get up. She grabbed at her chest, feeling the pleasant pressure of her very full and sensitive breasts beneath her fingers. A quick glance below showed a decidedly womanly and reassuringly sexy body. A nightmare? Of course, it had to be. She let out a huge sigh and shook her head. Yeah, right – like she could change into a baby thanks to a spell by her bratty little sister. Too weird.

It was then that the reassuring feel of her body brought the less comforting realization that she was naked beneath her sheets. She tried to remember going to bed, but her memories from last night seemed a blank. Suddenly, Katie stuck her head in, making Jenny jump and pull the sheets up around her exposed breasts.

"Hi, sis," Katie called cheerfully. "Glad to see you’re up. You really had me worried."

Jenny unconsciously squeezed her breasts through the sheet to reassure herself, since Katie’s appearance brought the nightmare back in full. Still full and round. She calmed herself to address Katie.

"Why?" she asked suspiciously.

"Don’t you remember? Wow, you were really out of it." Katie smirked in the way any younger sister who has something on her older sibling would. "Must have had too much to drink or something. I had to put you to bed myself."

Jenny wrinkled her brow.

"Drink? I can’t…." Vague memories of greedy guzzling suddenly appeared, but she couldn’t remember what or where she’d been drinking. She tasted a sort of milky residue on her lips. Maybe some kind of cream drink? She could still only grasp at shadows, but now could remember feeling very full and sleepy afterwards. She still looked at Katie suspiciously as her mind sought to fill in the gaps. "You mean you didn’t…?"

Katie cocked an eyebrow quizzically. "What?"

"Oh, never mind," Jenny sighed dismissingly. "So I was drunk?" She asked it half in question, half in relief.

"Beats me," Katie shrugged. "You were babbling away but didn’t make much sense." She giggled. "You even wet yourself."

"What?" Jenny shouted, flushing crimson. "Oh my God, I can’t believe…." She stopped as she seemed to feel a reflex warmth down below. "No wonder I had that stupid dream."

"What dream?"

"Forget it, squirt. Where the hell are my clothes? Why am I naked? What kind of stupid joke…" She paused as she felt a tingle, a look of panic on her face.

"What’s wrong?" Katie asked. "You’re not gonna hurl are you?" She started to edge out of the room, looking queasy herself.

Jenny felt her breasts and body again, apparently unchanged, and sighed in relief.

"N…no, just a hangover, I guess. Why the hell did you put me to bed naked?"

"Well, Melody said…"

Jenny’s heart sank. "Melody was here?"

"Sure. Don’t you remember anything?" Katie asked in awe.

"Of course I do," Jenny snapped back unconvincingly. "I guess that explains…." She shook her head in frustration, another piece of her dream explained. "Just great. So, Melody saw me like this too?"

Katie giggled again.

"Hard not to. Anyway, she figured you’d already ruined one outfit when you peed, so…"

"Wonderful," Jenny held her head between her hands. "Why didn’t you just take pictures?"

Katie laughed mischievously. "Melody says she’ll have ‘em developed today."

Jenny screamed and threw her pillow, but Katie dodged easily.

"Get out of here," Jenny growled. "Like I don’t feel bad enough without you pretending there are pictures." Katie laughed again and disappeared from the door. "There AREN’T any pictures, right?" Jenny called after her.

"See you tonight," Katie returned, already heading downstairs. "You’re gonna be late for work."

Jenny crawled out of bed, thankful the nightmare was just that. She could torture Katie later to find out about any incriminating evidence. In her relief, she didn’t notice the small, white object under the sheets, an old stuffed toy by the pillow, or the scented powder on her bottom.

She wouldn’t have had much time to consider them anyway. Katie was right about her being late. She rushed through her shower and dressing, thankful to see the nearly adult face reflected in the mirror, and frowning only slightly when her bra seemed slightly "underfilled." Her imagination was going to be working overtime from that dream for a while she decided. She channeled it into anger at herself and Mark for getting her get so smashed – and she couldn’t even remember going to the party! Just wait until the next time he tried to get into her pants! She stopped again, vaguely unquiet at the thought of sex. Great, another residual. What a morning.

Work was a welcome if unexciting normality, trying to maintain her outwardly pleasant nature despite boorish or clueless customers. At lunch, she walked by the Kids’ Chasm, looking just as it had in her dream, averting her gaze when she saw Tonya inside.

She managed to get through most of the day without incident, only occasionally giving vent to her anger after a particularly vexing customer. It was just after one of these stress-relieving commentaries that Ms. Payne, the store manager, seemed to stare at her questioningly.

"Sorry, Ms. Payne," Jenny apologized. "It’s just that she was being so rude. She just dropped those clothes like I was supposed to clean up after her."

The manager shook her head. "It’s OK, Jenny. I understand. It’s just…well, are you feeling all right."

"Sure," Jenny replied brightly, absently tugging at the slipping shoulder strap of her dress. "Why? What’s wrong?"

"Nothing, I guess. You look….never mind." She walked away, shaking her head as though arguing with herself.

Jenny shrugged, though her coworker, Christy, also looked at her oddly.

"You lose weight?" Christy asked.

"I wish," Jenny replied. "Nope, big as ever."

C glanced at Jenny’s unobtrusive bustline. "But they’re not….I mean, you’re…"

"Girls," Ms. Payne warned. "Customers."

They went their separate ways, Jenny somewhat annoyed by their comments. She found a mother and her preteen daughter waiting impatiently by a sales rack.

"Can I help you?" Jenny asked.

The mother glanced at her icily.

"I need to speak to someone who works here."

"I work here. Like, look." Jenny rolled her eyes while pointing to her nametag. Duh, she thought.

"Someone who really works here and knows what she’s doing," the woman spat back. "Not some smart-mouthed, little trainee."

Jenny gritted her teeth in a smile.

"I’m NOT…"

"Skip it," the woman cut her off. "I don’t like playing games, and you’re obviously not old enough to be working. What are you, the boss’s daughter fooling around?"

Her daughter snickered at her mother’s comment.

"Can I help you?" Ms. Payne appeared solicitously.

"At last," the woman sighed. "Look, I know you carry young girls’ fashions, but it’s stupid to pretend they work here. Do you want someone to report you to the child labor bureau?"

"I assure you," Ms. Payne protested. "All of my employees are over 16. In fact, over 18."

"Nonsense. This girl is barely older than my Jacqueline here."

Jenny went pale at her words. She suddenly realized she was looking up into Ms. Payne’s concerned face, something that also had the manager confused. Jenny felt her dress strap slip again, and the loose bra shift beneath it.

"I…I…" she stuttered.

"Jenny," Ms. Payne soothed her. "Your shift is almost over. Why don’t you leave early? Get some rest, dear. You look tired."

Jenny’s cheeks burned despite the ice water that seemed to have replaced her blood. She nodded dumbly, then left Ms. Payne and the woman arguing about her age while she walked into the back to get her things. Her shoes seemed to slip with each step, and she looked in dismay at her obviously baggy dress and the almost flat chest it still revealed. She fairly ran from the store in panic.

And almost right into Katie.

"Whoa, Jenny. What’s the hurry?" her little sister asked.

Little sister. Jenny’s world turned topsy-turvy as she realized she was eye to eye with her younger sibling, and probably a bit less well endowed.

"Uh oh," Katie scolded, looking down Jenny’s loose dress front. "Somebody lost her temper."

Jenny could barely speak.

"But…but…this morning….you said….you mean it wasn’t a dream?"

Katie smiled. "Forgot to tell you. It wears off while you sleep. That gives us a chance to do it all over again." She suddenly started to rummage through her bag. "Hey, we got the pictures. You look so funny, we nearly puked." She winked brightly. "And Melody bought you the cutest outfit. There she is now!" She waved wildly across the crowd.

With a sense of dread, Jenny found herself turning in that direction. There was Melody, grinning in anticipation and waving something white in her hand.

It was a diaper. And Jenny nearly burst into tears right there.

As it happened, she managed to hold out until after the playground incident.

………………………………

Two weeks later, life seemed remarkably normal and cheery in the household. Jenny had just offered to take Katie and her friends out on her day off, and her parents were discussing it at the breakfast table.

"Have you noticed how well Jenny and Katie are getting along these days?" she asked.

"It’s amazing. That week alone together really did them good. And you were worried," he chided gently. "Why, Jenny’s hardly raised her voice or teased Katie since."

"And she’s so much more friendly to Katie’s friends. Even Melody. I guess we should go away more often."

"Wants to share her interests, too. I caught her at Katie’s computer the other night. Said she wanted to check out the web sites Katie visits so she’d know more about them." He chuckled. "Made me promise not to tell her. Says she wants it to be a surprise."

"Isn’t that sweet?"

"That’s our little girl."

END

Copyright 2000 by Nomdreserv