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Time Change by Nomdreserv

Part 8


Karen sipped at a Coke reluctantly. They sat at Lisa's kitchen table, Karen in her new
clothes, but Lisa still just wearing her shirt (neither noticed that Lisa had slipped the
medallion on beneath her shirt), and all three of them drinking the beverages Lisa had
prepared. Karen and Lisa had soft drinks, while Bob held a beer. Lisa had insisted they
finish their drinks before starting, saying she had put "a little something" in them that
would help relax them and make the magic transfer easier. Karen didn't mind that - she
just wished it hadn't imparted such a bitter taste to the drink.

"Hurry up, you guys," Lisa insisted, already having finished hers (including a dose from
the red bottle).

Karen understood the urgency, but even more, something inside urged her to do what
Lisa said: for some reason, it now seemed very important. She made a face and finished
her drink. She could already feel a warmth and tingling spread out through her body, and
started to feel strangely relaxed. After all, Lisa was here to save them. All she had to do
was follow Lisa's lead. Things didn't seem so bad after all.

Bob also felt his worries begin to fade. What a good idea these drinks had been! Lisa
always had good ideas, he decided, tipping back his glass. And what a cute little girl she
was! He loved the way her eyes sparkled as she looked at him (and she seemed to be
looking at him a lot), and his gaze kept returning to her beautiful long black hair and that
cute little button nose.

"C'mon, hurry." Lisa stood immediately as he finished, wanting to get started while the
potions were reaching full strength. She walked over to the den waving her hand.
Bob and Karen stood dreamily and followed her.

The den walls were lined with bookshelves (mostly nonmagical texts), a writing desk
with reading lamp nestled in the corner, an open book showing some pictures of herbs on
its surface, and the only window was curtained. A low, circular table was centered in the
room, and Lisa knelt down next to it.

"OK. Bob, you sit here and hold my..." Lisa had to think. "Right hand. Karen, sit there
and hold Bob's other hand." They settled themselves to Lisa's satisfaction. "Now, Karen,
take my left hand." She and Karen both got a mild shock when they joined hands, and
she could feel the skin beneath the medallion tingle in response.

"Now, close your eyes and let me handle this." Lisa wanted to make sure Karen didn't
interfere in the magic.

"'kay," they both mumbled, content to follow her lead.

Lisa meditated. At first, she could feel nothing, and she feared her regression had left her
powerless, unable to feel and shape magic as she had learned. However, much of magic
is actually instinctive (powerful magic users are born, not taught), and suddenly she could
sense the pattern of the magic flux around them. The power was still there, locked away
inside her and Karen, unfocused and uncontrolled. She squeezed her eyes closed and
concentrated harder. She had to push the magic through the focusing element of the
medallion.

She considered trying to fix the medallion itself, as they had originally planned (after all,
the medallion was more powerful and could be used alone), but she realized it was
impossible. Unless Karen helped, the best she could do was try to bend the directionless
magic to her design.

They all felt a jolt as she succeeded, and Lisa smiled as she felt the magical field align. It
took on the familiar aura she was used to controlling with the medallion, and she was able
to shape it the same way, and could feel the changes before they happened. She opened
her own eyes to watch the results, but Bob's and Karen's remained closed. Lisa knew
they would stay closed - she had told them to shut their eyes, and hadn't said they could
open them yet. She watched undisturbed for several seconds. As she had hoped, Bob
was getting younger, the gray retreating from his hair, the lines fading as his face firmed
and smoothed. Gosh, he was beginning to look handsome - she hadn't realized just how
much.

"It's working," she sighed, relieved at her success and fascinated with the results.

Bob and Karen smiled. Lisa would take care of everything. All they had to do was
follow her instructions.

An appreciative murmur from Karen turned Lisa's attention to her. Time to get on with
her plan to teach her a lesson. But first, she wanted to make sure Bob didn't get upset.
"Bob, I want you to stay quiet and wait while I talk to Karen. Everything I'm gonna say is
OK - just fun, unnerstand?"

He nodded agreement.

"Now," thought Lisa, turning her attention to Karen. "We'll see who's the real witch
here." In moments, Karen's properly fitting clothes began to sag, and Lisa could feel her
hand shrink in her own. How small to make her? Diapers? That would be fun. She
imagined Karen trying to goo-goo out her outrage. Then she remembered dirty diapers.
Yuck. As she watched Karen regress, her red hair shortening, her face rounding, and
arms disappearing into sleeves, she was inspired to try something else for fun.

"Karen, can you hear me?" she asked softly.

"Uh huh," the five, no four year old answered.

"Karen, you're not really eight years old, are you?" Lisa smiled, laying her trap.

Karen smiled too, but innocently. "Uh uh."

"That's 'cuz you're really three years old," she said with authority.

A frown on the shrinking girl's face. "No... I... I'm......."

"You're THREE!" She almost was, too. Her hair became finer, and her face was halfway
between baby and child. "Look how silly those big girl clothes look on you."

Karen somewhat fearfully opened her eyes, the confused expression deepening. Her
clothes were too big...

"Thr... three?" The combination of her own confusion as her mind regressed and the
effects of Lisa's potion were overwhelming. Her last adult thoughts slipped away.

"Yes, three," Lisa finished smugly, seeing the idea take root. "You're a little girl, and
I'm... your babysitter. Remember?"

"Babysifter?" Karen's enunciation slipped with her age.

"Uh huh. Your favorite babysitter. We like each other a lot, right?"

"Yeth," she smiled. That part seemed familiar enough.

"We were playing dress up because.... you wet your clothes," Lisa giggled as she made up
her story, not realizing how dangerously deep these suggestions could plant. "You still
have accidents sometimes, remember?"

"Oh," Karen blushed, almost feeling her bladder loosen as Lisa spoke the words.

"It's OK, Kari. You're still learning to be a big girl." Lisa giggled again - this was fun.
"And you like dollies and cartoons and coloring pictures, and you hate grown up stuff,
and never think about it. Unnerstand? You don't remember any silly grown up stuff."
Lisa finished the last statement in an authoritative voice and watched as Karen absorbed
it. Then she became thoughtful, "And you're going to be a good girl while my friend Bob
and me play, right?"

Karen had stopped shrinking as she reached the age Lisa had ordained. Now a frown
formed again.

"Bob?" Something about the name struck home.

"Yes, Bob. He.... oops!" When Lisa's attention returned to him, he still was waiting
patiently as ordered, but now his clothes loosened around a teenage form. She pulled her
hand away, halting the magic flow. Thank goodness she had noticed before... before...

Her thoughts trailed off meaninglessly as she took in the face of the handsome sixteen
year old sitting next to her. "Wow" was the only comprehensible idea that she could
manage. He was gorgeous! Her heart fluttered in response. Dark brown hair curled over
an angular face with smooth skin (Bob hadn't been troubled with acne growing up, and
was now spared a beard shadow as well). Although he had lost some height, as well as
some span from his broad shoulders, his size still seemed impressive to an eight year old.

"Ooohh, Bob," the smitten girl sighed feelingly, never thinking how much her thoughts
were influenced by the potion she had drunk - a potion which was dramatically
strengthened as the parties grew more compatible in age.

"Yes?" Bob answered, his voice a half octave higher.

Lisa became flustered. "Oh, um, yeah, just a minute," she hesitated. Something about
this teen hunk was stirring Lisa in an unexpected direction. She knew she had to do
something and cast about trying to decide what it was.

She looked at her scrawny preteen body and knew instinctively the answer lay there. She
had to add some years - to be Bob's age. Then she would know what to do. She turned
back to Karen.

"Kari, give me your other hand."

Karen reluctantly released Bob's hand and the vague comfort it had given her. Lisa took
it and reconnected their circuit, instantly feeling the magic return. Without further
hesitation, she started to make herself older.

The shirt that lay puddled in her lap began to move up and fill out. Karen began to look
smaller and more childish, just as Bob... well, Bob looked just as handsome and
heart-stopping to her, but now seemed more attainable as she hit double digits in age.
Her legs grew out beneath her, more and more exposed by the rising shirt, revealing long,
smooth thighs, still more girl than woman. Finally, two small breast swellings barely
showed through her loose shirt as she hit sixteen.

Two things happened at this point. The first was some return of her adult sensibilities,
enough that she was briefly overcome with remorse and a sense of disbelief about what
she had just done as she watched Karen wriggle in her oversize clothes. This was enough
to make her break hand contact again with a small cry. What had she done? She looked
guiltily at them both.

Unfortunately, as she looked again at Bob, this remorse was immediately overwhelmed
by the incredible attraction and sexual excitement which exploded in her as her
blossoming body finally allowed the potion to reach its full and intended effect. She had
never wanted anyone the way she burned for him now, and the desire pushed all
considerations about right or wrong aside.

Vaguely, deep within, she knew it was the potion working, but didn't care - the feelings it
invoked were just as real. The spell was designed not so much to induce a romantic love
between strangers, but rather to fan to white hot the normal attraction between friends or
lovers, working on both mental and physical planes.
(Great fun at parties.)

Even now, Lisa could feel her newly enlarged nipples stiffen, and a warmth and wetness
spread in her vagina (a reaction impossible a few minutes before), even as her face
flushed and breath quickened, her teenage hormones magnified a dozen times over by the
working magic.

The effects were dulled in Bob, partly as a result of the second potion he had drunk,
partly since he hadn't yet seen that the girl he was imprinted to had become a young
woman again, but the tent in his pants indicated that the physical effects of the drug were
proceeding. Right now, all Lisa wanted was to get in those pants.

For the briefest of moments, Lisa thought about stopping and trying to put things right,
even as she ran her hands over her half mature body. However, the incredible sensations
her heightened nerves sent back (pleasure centers primed magically) dissolved that shaky
purpose. She had to proceed, spurred as she recalled that the mind control potion was
limited in duration for implanting suggestions. Her inflamed body cried out for her to act
while she could.

"B...Bobby," she stuttered, this time from nervous guilt. The diminutive form of his name
seemed more appropriate somehow. "You like me, a lot." Her voice was still girlish, the
more so from her anxious tone.

He nodded; it had seemed more a question.

"Y... you love me." This was more a statement.

His brow wrinkled.

"Um...Karen..."

"Karen is a little girl. Look at her." Even as she said it, Lisa cringed inwardly, ashamed
by her compulsion.

Bob opened his eyes. A sweet toddler with red hair blinked back at him questioningly.
Lisa continued in an authoritative tone before he could think.

"You're confused, Bobby. You had a beer and got all goofed up." Best to plant ideas
next to a kernel of truth. "This is little Kari, who I'm babysitting. She's just a little girl,
and we've always liked her like a SISTER."

"Sister?" Bob struggled internally. Something wasn't right, yet everything Lisa said
immediately rang true in his mind.

"Of course. And she's hardly more than a baby, so she doesn't mind us, and we don't have
to worry about what she sees. We will IGNORE her." Bob's brow wrinkled again.
"Now," a deep breath, "look at me."

He did, and confusion shattered as the love potion burst into full flower. The stunningly
beautiful girl looked at him with a flushed face and the most incredible green eyes he had
ever seen, and he could feel himself falling headlong into their crystal depths. He could
barely break their gaze to take in her lustrous, long, jet black hair framing the delicate
facial features of a blossoming young woman, and the understated yet incredibly arousing
curves of her developing body, her long legs provocatively bare beneath a teasingly thin
T-shirt. He felt his own body react, his erection straining, his breath quickening, as his
magically induced lust built to match hers.

Lisa could see the effect and followed up quickly.

"Remember? We're madly in love." This was in a sense quite true at the moment. "You
came over to be with me while we had a chance to be alone."

Bob's mind whirled. He had come over here, but there was something else. Why was he
so confused? Then, his thoughts cleared. Unfortunately, in the way Lisa had directed -
Lisa was the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen, and he was madly in love with her.
That must be why he had come. He was about to act on that thought, when a forgotten
little girl pulled on his sleeve. The red-haired tyke seemed to want something.

"Um... Kari... she..."

"Never mind her! She's just a baby." Lisa momentarily considered putting her words to
deed, but instead decided to distract him another way. "Kiss me."

She leaned forward invitingly, and Bob couldn't resist. They touched lips tentatively,
both surprisingly unsure about technique, then with greater passion as their lust swept self
awareness aside. The kiss was electrifying, fulfilling, and served to strengthen the
potion's magic yet again, and Lisa felt another warm flush move through her body. They
parted briefly and breathlessly, but each immediately felt the separation, and they paused
only long enough to scoot closer together before locking together again in a fierce
embrace. This time, their hands moved irresistibly around the other's back to begin
hesitant caresses.

Little Kari watched wide eyed. Something stirred within her, making her angry about the
two big kids hugging each other. She wasn't sure why, but she didn't like watching this
boy kiss her babysitter, especially while they ignored her.

"Hey!" was all she finally managed, unable to articulate her thoughts more clearly.

The two moaning teens parted again, faces flushed, lust-crazed eyes only partially
clearing.

"Um...the baby," Bobby began.

"Me not a baby," Kari complained. "Me three," she proudly added, holding up all five
fingers.

"Of course you are, sweetie," Lisa reassured her. "Now come with me, and you can
watch TV while Bobby and I....talk."

Lisa stood, giving Bob a great view of her upper legs and loose panties. He reached out
to goose her. She giggled and slapped his hand.

"Stop it, Bobby. Let me get Kari taken care of, then we can, you know, relax."

Kari reluctantly took the big girl's hand and was jerked to her feet.

"Me no wanna watch TV," she complained as Lisa dragged her along. She lost her
oversize pants halfway to the family room.

"Oh, but you do," Lisa said, using her voice of command. "You love cartoons on TV.
They're your favorite way to spend time. And you're gonna watch them now, OK?" She
turned on the set and quickly found a cartoon channel.

Kari started to protest, but it died on her lips as the bright animation appeared. Whether
from Lisa's suggestion or her own regression, she did immediately get caught up in
watching it, even laughing out loud as an improbable explosion temporarily disintegrated
an unfortunate cartoon cat. She settled on the floor without further complaint as Lisa ran
back to the study. Bob waited eagerly, and she flew into his arms laughing.

"Where were we?" she asked after planting another kiss warmly returned.

"Right here," he replied, folding her tightly into his arms, pulling her close for another
kiss, and bringing his hands under her shirt. They moved down her back to squeeze her
buns and lift her slightly off the floor. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, escalating
the kiss, even as her hands roamed across his back, not as broad and solid as usual, but
still exciting to her teenage mind. She could also feel the hardness from his erection
against her lower abdomen and rubbed her body against him. He felt her stiff nipples
poke him through her shirt and responded by moving a hand farther up her shirt to fondle
them.

Lisa briefly struggled with teenage reticence as she felt his hand move towards her small
breasts, but this proved no more effective at suppressing the magically stoked passion
than her guilt had.

"Ohhh," she sighed, feeling an electric jolt of pleasure as he cupped a bare breast in hand,
squeezing the nipple. Suddenly, she winced. "Oww! Careful, they're sensitive."

"S...sorry, he stammered, his rough touch surprising him as well (he was usually pretty
good at this).

"S'okay, just be a little more gentle." She desperately wanted his touch back, and actually
found herself directing his hand back up to them.

They kissed again, hands roaming more freely, and Lisa began to feel increased heat and
urgency in her sex. She now fondled his cock through his pants, drawing an appreciative
moan from him. She trembled as she felt its length and hardness - she had never.... wait a
minute, yes she had - it just seemed....

They both jumped at hearing a small voice cry out by the door, turning to find Kari
watching them reproachfully. Lisa hurriedly straightened her lifted and disheveled shirt
as Bob turned to hide his obvious erection.

"Kari," Lisa gasped. "I thought I told you to watch cartoons."

"Did," she answered simply. "They over." She looked at Lisa curiously. "Whatcha
doin'?"

"Never mind, Kari." Lisa ushered her back to the TV. "See, it was just a commercial.
Cartoons are back on."

"Oh goody." Kari settled back happily.

Lisa thought for a minute, went to the kitchen and returned with a bag of cookies.

"Here, Kari. Like, you can eat these as long as you stay in here and watch TV, OK?"

"Koookies!" Kari squealed, grabbing the bag greedily.

"Uh huh. Bobby and I are gonna, you know, go upstairs."

"'kay," the tiny redhead managed to mumble around her first mouthful.

Bob met her at the doorway. "Sounds good to me, too," he said quietly, as he started
stroking her hair.

Lisa tilted her head into the caress, any lingering guilt swept away.

"C'mon, let's go," she offered, taking his hand and leading him upstairs to her bedroom.


Inside, Lisa locked the door to prevent further accidental interruptions. Bob wasted no
time in starting to strip off his loose clothes. Lisa found the sight of his gangly,
smooth-skinned body incredibly exciting, and somewhat reassuring - it was so different
from his rather hairy adult self, it was less like seducing her friend's husband (or so she
told herself). When he pulled down his underwear, revealing a full size, rock-hard cock
and his only significant patch of remaining body hair, she almost cried out in desire.

Ignoring a brief flare of adolescent modesty, Lisa pulled off her shirt (and the medallion
with it), revealing small, A cup breasts, swollen, puffy areolas, and stiff dark nipples
setting off her otherwise boyish figure. Her soaked, loose panties slid off easily past her
still narrow hips, and she clasped a hand coyly over her exposed sex.

Bob smiled and moved over to her, their lust building as they drew closer to fulfillment.
She ran her hands along arms just starting to swell with muscles, then gasped as his
hardness pressed against her bare skin, even as she moved her hips instinctively against it.
They kissed again, Lisa closing her eyes and falling into a near swoon as her feelings
intensified, then gasped again as she felt his hand briefly cup her ass, then trail along her
hip and down to begin probing towards her slit. Schoolgirl panic and residual guilt
briefly swirled and struggled with feverish desire, but were cast aside again as she pushed
her hips against him. Wildly roaming hands moved over each other's body almost
randomly, and they slowly moved towards her bed. Before she knew it, Lisa found
herself flat on the bed with Bob climbing up next to her.

Lying down, her breasts were almost nonexistent, marked only by the prominent areolas
and erect nipples. Bob began licking and teasing these, and she moaned with excitement
as she squirmed her hips, trying to bring some relief to her swollen sex. In response, he
moved his hand towards her labia, then paused uncertainly. As with Karen's experience,
vague and slipping adult memories contrasted with an inexperienced body, and he found
great difficulty trying to slip into his usual foreplay technique. Tentatively, his finger
began to explore her slick cleft, as though searching for familiar landmarks. Whatever
his own doubts, Lisa had no complaints as her heightened sensitivity and pleasure
responded to the stroking, and she moaned in near orgasm when his finger almost
accidentally entered her vagina.
Lisa bucked against his finger, trying to increase the penetration and bring her clit against
his hand.

Bob admired the writhing young girl's beauty and swept his hand excitedly along her
long, thin legs, so smooth and subtly rounded, even while his other hand moved clumsily
but effectively between her thighs. He was still unable to achieve the rhythm he
unconsciously expected, and found himself less interested in foreplay anyway - he knew
what women really wanted (well, in this unusual case, he was right). After a few
frustrating minutes, he could restrain himself no longer and withdrew his finger, eliciting
a brief cry of complaint from Lisa before she saw him positioning himself above her, his
rigid penis throbbing as it descended towards her.

"Oh, yes!" she cried, sincerely if unoriginally. She moved her hand down to guide him in
since Bob again seemed uncertain how to proceed. Bob moaned, and Lisa screamed as he
entered her. She felt a brief pain followed by overwhelming ecstasy as he filled her
beyond capacity, and Bob reveled in her tightness, able to push in easily only because her
excitement had made her so wet.

He plunged in and out erratically, still unable to find a rhythm, but grunting with each
wonderful thrust. Lisa's pleasure was so intense that her sighs and moans became one
nearly unbroken, high-pitched cry, soon followed by tears wrung by the magnitude of
sensations never felt before.

Bob couldn't prolong their fucking more than a minute, a combination of the heightened
pleasure and his youth, and when he yelled in climax, and Lisa felt the force of his
eruption, she also screamed incoherently as she came.

Panting and sweating, they barely paused long enough to catch their breath, Bob never
softening or pulling out, before he began moving in her again, this time in a slower, more
relaxed session. Lisa closed her eyes, lost in pleasure, the sensation of his cock inside her
almost indescribable, and at last fulfilled as the potion's magic was consummated. Her
young lover's unpracticed technique seemed the ultimate pleasure in the world, and that's
all she cared about right now.


Downstairs, Kari was distracted by the muffled moans and yells from upstairs, not to
mention a faint creaking and thumping she could hear through the ceiling. She was
feeling a little sick from eating so many cookies, and now felt a little scared at finding
herself alone. A sudden pressure built in her bladder, and she felt like she was about to
have an accident, just like the one Lisa had told her about earlier. In panic, she ran to the
bathroom, her hand pressed protectively between her legs.


Bob and Lisa laughed and panted, lying side by side after their second mutual orgasms,
still completely besotted with each other and happy only in the other's presence. Lisa
moved her hands playfully along Bob's body. He seemed a bit bigger than she
remembered from when they first disrobed, but put it down to a calmer perspective.
Strangely, he also seemed to have a thin and scraggly beard shadow again, and she could
have sworn he was smooth faced earlier. Oh well, she giggled, running her fingers over
his stubble, it was sexy - made him seem older.

Bob meanwhile couldn't help noticing Lisa's breasts looked even smaller, the swollen
areas around the nipples apparently subsiding - perhaps as a result of her sexual satiation
he decided. Still, her hips looked straighter too, barely flaring out above thin thighs, and
they shouldn't have changed. Even her pubic hair looked thinner, he thought, tracing his
hand along her flat abdomen. He didn't have long to puzzle over this, however, as Lisa's
hand wandered down to his finally softening shaft. As she hoped, his interest was
immediately revived, testament to the wonders of youth and magic potions.


Meanwhile, Kari wandered through the first floor rooms, unsure where to go or whether
to disturb her babysitter. Her near disaster in the bathroom seemed to have shaken her
compulsion to keep watching cartoons, but she wasn't sure what to do instead. Although
she didn't notice, her shirt wasn't quite as baggy as before.

As she neared the stairs, a shiny object on the floor caught her eye. She bent down and
picked up a gold ring.

"Oohh, pretty," she cooed, and though it was ridiculously big for her stubby finger, she
put it on.

To say that her mind and memories came flooding back would be wrong, but the process
was jump started. Small memories bumped others, moving larger memories back into
view. Her thoughts were confused, as would those of any four year old trying to make
sense of an adult woman's persona, but the ring somehow returned her focus. She wasn't
sure how long she stood there, turning it around her finger as her mind cleared, but when
she stopped, she was Karen again instead of Kari.

And Karen was not pleased.


End part 8

Copyright 1998 by Nomdreserv


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