Blending Vanities - Part 04 (Patreon)

For a second Maisie could have sworn she felt her partner's fingers running through her hair, kind of. Something radiated along her scalp, tugging at her lighter follicles. It wasn’t unpleasant, but she still reeled away, batting away the ghost as it pulled her hair out like pasta. She felt it grow heavy, tugging her skin as new weight fell towards the floor. 

More entrancing however was her top. The printed logo of the New York Fire Department stretched, the ink pulling apart as her body swelled inside. Tugging the hem of the shirt down as ice cold air swept over her tummy. Maisie moaned in protest as the waistband of her sweats followed suit, riding up as she bent forward with her centre of gravity. 

Jenna’s body seemed to move in slow motion as she danced pathetically in place. The now tow-headed girl’s hair fanned out in a wide arc as she pranced in place, snapping her wrists from side to side in fear. Maisie’s hearing had turned off, nothing but the rush of her own pulse filled her mind. 

The entire room seemed alive, the floor tickled Maisie’s feet and the walls wheeled about as whatever magicks Jenna had unleashed continued their assault. To her horror, Jenna’s body seemed simultaneously larger and smaller. As Jenna straightened for another futile routine, it looked like Jenna’s head was no longer taller than Nicole’s mustard coloured lampshade.

Swallowing hard, she followed the rippling flesh beneath Jenna’s singlet. Her friend’s body had ballooned outward, her hips were wider, her chest had grown by a factor of…

Blinking, Maisie shook her head. It was a lot, and that was enough math for now. 

“Maisie! You're—getting smaller!” Jenna squealed. Despite the terror in her friend’s voice, her skin appeared blemish-less, her lips and eye lashes fuller. Light caught in the damp scarlet lipstick. Maisie looked down at the floor, horrified by the sight. Nicoles dirty old book was getting bigger, slipping away from Maisie as she bobbled in place. Maisie grabbed her girls, wincing as her bottom seemed to quake, pulling her undies inside. 

“Nuh uh! We’re getting smaller!” She screamed, light glinting off the iridescent nails she now wore…