Tales of Carrion Mansion. Episode 5.
Warning. Do not read if you are under 18 years of age. This
is complete fantasy, it has never happened, is not happening
now and will probably never happen. If you are a kid looking
for baby-sitter tormenting ideas then run, do not walk over
to your library. @1998 By Skytower
Elvira has finally regained her normal size, only to be attacked and captured by Jeremy and Helga. Bound and Blindfolded she is now on her way to the LAB! (scary huh?)
Elvira and the Witch's Kids
Part 5
Aunt Petunia's Revenge
"Okay, why the blindfold?" Elvira demanded. They were walking down some sort of corridor, she could tell that by the smooth carpet under her feet. There was also the slightly musty smell that permeated most of Carrion Mansion. Once again she flexed her arms, but once again they stayed bound. Elvira was bound with a solid wooden bar laid across her shoulders and a harness criss crossed between her breast. Each arm was bound the length of the bar with velcro straps. Given some time alone the young girl knew shecould work loose, but the kids weren't giving her that time.
"It's meant to keep your escape potential down." Jeremy said. Elvira could picture his deceptively cherubic face a he talked. Slim, red haired and green eyed he looked harmless. His sister was much the same, though her hair was longer.
"Jeremy subscribes to Abductor Monthly." Helga said from the other side. Briefly Elvira considered smashing them with the wooden rod, but decided against it. She would haveto take them both out at once, and there was little hope of that.
"According to recent studies the blindfold decreases your escape potential by 20%. Your nudity adds another 20 to 30% of deterrence."
"Always nice to have statistics." Elvira said sarcastically. It was still a little embarrassing to be nude in front of them. That two children had taken her prisoner, even if they had used magic to do it, was infuriating. Even now she could feel Jeremy's eyes on her. She was good to look at Elvira knew. Five feet six in her bare feet, her body compact, but shaped well. True her breast were considered small by Hollywood standards, and her hips a little too wide, but there had never been any complaints. At least not in the last 24 hours, and more people had seen her naked lately than normal. Of course of those people one was a mutated lady spider, another was an invisible tickler, and the last one was the spirit of Englishman channelled into the body of a teddy bear. Given all that it was doubtful that she would have heard any complaints anyway.
"So why are we going to the lab?" Elvira demanded. "I'm normal size now."
"We know, but Jeremy promised to bring Lucretia to life."
"It's her unbirthday present."
"Oh great, a mad scientist who reads Alice inWonderland. Do you know what I'm going to do to you two after I get loose?" They stopped for a moment and Elvira heard clanking noises.
"Hello children."
"Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse." Elvira whispered, her heart jumping.
"Aunt Petunia." Helga gasped, confirming what Elvira had guessed.
"That's right Helga."
Suddenly Elvira felt the two children leave her. She could guess why. After she had first been shrunk the baby-sitter had run into Aunt Petunia. The woman had been mutated by Helga and Jeremy. Their aunt had been shrunk to about a foot tall and had grown an extra set of arms. She also had the ability to create webbing. Elvira had fallen into her web and only escaped by licking the woman into an orgasm. From the sound of Petunia's voice the babysitter guessed that, like her, Aunt Petunia had grown.
"I got to thinking after Elvira left me, if the potion worked on her it might work on me. A quick drink later and here I am."
There was a whipping sound and Elvira felt a wind go past her. She stood absolutely still as the sound of a struggle rose to it's height, then quickly abated. For a fewmoments there was silence.
"Who won?" the young girl asked.
"Do you really need to ask?" Aunt Petunia said, whipping the blindfold off. Elvira felt the air leave her lungs. Aunt Petunia had not only regained normal height, she had gone beyond it. At least seven feet tall she still had four arms. She had also grown an extra pair of breast. Large and firm with wide pink aeroles and slightly indented nipples. Her figure was firm, muscles rippled under the skin Elvira could see. And she could see it all. The sheer volume of the woman was intimidating. But it was muscle, not fat that the baby-sitter saw. The tangle of hair between her legs could have swallowed the young girls face. Her feet were huge, the toes as long as a childs fingers.
"Hi..." the baby-sitter stuttered. "You seem to... Do you..."
"Remember you?" Petunia smiled, stroking Elvira's breast. "Your the young girl who treated me to one of the best orgasms I've had in years." She took hold of Elvira's nipple and pinched. "Then tied me up and tickled me into slavery." Pinching the nipple fiercely Petunia forced Elvira to her knees, then on her back. Releasing her hold the woman grabbed Elvira's legs and webbed them together. The webbing had grown with Petunia, it was as thick as clothesline rope. And at least as strong. After Elvira's legs were secured from her ankles tojust below her knees Petunia lightly stroked her feet.
"I did warn you what would happen if I ever got you in my web didn't I." Leaving Elvira's feet the mutated woman ran her tongue over Elvira's pussy, easily parting the hair. While she explored that area two of her hands kneaded the young girls breast.
"What about the kids?" Elvira gasped out.
"Yes your right." abruptly Petunia stood and walked overto Jeremy and Helga. They were both little more than white cocoons and she hefted them easily. "I'll be back." she sang as she walked away.
It took a little while but Elvira finally freed herself from the bar, breaking it across her shoulders. She was in one of the corridors of Carrion Mansion. Ten feet wide and fifteen feet tall, with dark wood paneling the mansion was a model of Victorian splendor. Suits of armor lined the walls, alternating with family portraits. Elvira rolled over to one of the armor suits and started to use it's sword to cut through the webbing. It took a while, even though the sword was sharp. Once that was done the young girl stood up and looked around. No one was in sight, and there were no suspicious sounds. For the first time in what seemed like years Elvira relaxed. Then she started to head back to her own room.
"I say, excuse me."
Elvira stopped as part of the wall opened and a teddy bear walked through it. He was about a foot tall, with a tweed vest and cute button eyes.
"Hiya." Elvira said, continuing on.
"You must help, Aunt Petunia is planning something terrible for the youngsters."
"Good, maybe she'll let me watch."
"I say!" he started to follow her. "Young woman that is a most deplorable attitude."
"What?" Elvira stopped short and Mr. Bear bumped into her leg. "Despite the children's mischief you are still the baby-sitter, they are still in your care." Somehow the tubby toy managed to draw himself up and look down at her. "You cannot abandon that responsibility."
Elvira opened her mouth to argue, then stopped. He was right. She didn't like it but he was right.
"Where are they?"
"In the solarium. Miss Petunia is laughing in a most unseemly manor."
"Ok, let's get to my room first and then to the solarium."
"Of course." Mr. Bear said, leading the way. "You must have some terrible weapon in your room."
"Something like that." Elvira said.
A little while later Elvira and Mr. Bear peered cautiously through stained glass. The solarium was located on the east side of Carrion Mansion. Dark stained glass three stories high caught the moonlight, turning the interior into a stark white graveyard. Vague images on the glass showed scenes from Dante's Inferno. There was a sunken fountain in the center of the room. A stone woman lay under a murderers ax, her throat spraying water into an onyx basin. Elvira, dressed in the oversized hockey shirt she used as a nightgown, shuddered. The jersey had been the only piece of clothing she could find in what was left of her room. That and the hockey stick she nearly always carried. The stick usually made her feel secure. Not now.
Aunt Petunia had erected a giant web across the solarium. Toward the bottom were two struggling cocoons that must have been Helga and Jeremy. Just inside the window nearthe floor the mutated woman adjusted two giant lenses. The lightening sky told Elvira what Petunia was planning.
"She likes cooked kids." she whispered.
"Indeed." Mr. Bear said. "Infact I do believe she was trying to do this when the children first shrunk her."
"I don't suppose it's going to be a cloudy day." Elvira sat down and brought her knees up to her chest.
"Clear and mild with temperatures in the 50's." Mr.Bear said. Elvira stared at him and he added. "I am the butler, it is one of my duties to know the weather."
"Of course." she peered through the door again. There was no chance of her taking on Aunt Petunia. Not in a fairfight anyway. "Teddy..."
"Mr. Bear, please."
"Mr. Bear," she continued through gritted teeth. "go to Jeremy's lab and get me either a jar of feathers or that supper soaker filled with the shrinking potion or both."
"At once madam." the bear lumbered off and Elvira glanced into the room again. The sky was rapidly growing lighter with the promise of a new day. Rising the baby-sitter quietly jogged down the hall, stopping at the first door. As quietly as possible she unscrewed the doorknobs. From the solarium she could hear the theme song to:"Freinds". It was sung off key and sent chills down her spine.
"I hate that show." she half whispered, half snarled. With the doorknobs free she crept back up the corridor. Minutes passed and the sky grew lighter. With a splendid vista of colors the sun started to rise. In practically no time at all the solarium was filled with a golden glow. It shone through the stained glass, making the torments of hell dance with eerie life. Aunt Petunia sang as the sun rose, switching from the"Friends" them song to "Sienfeld".
"You know I really am looking forward to this." she said, giving Jeremy's cocoon a poke. It shuddered and struggled in response. "Little children are oh so sweat and tasty." Sunlight hit the lenses at that point and a small starwas born on each cocoon. Almost instantly it they started to glow with heat. Then one of the stars were shattered. In shock Aunt Petunia turned to the doorway. Standing there Elvira took careful aim and let loose another wristshot. It shattered the second lens.
"How dare you!" Aunt Petunia growled.
"Friends, Sienfeld and now a cliche?" Elvira stood with the hockey stick ready. "Lady you need help."
With a snarl the mutated woman leapt at her. Elvira dodged and parried with her stick. It threw her opponent to one side, but before the girl could brace herself AuntPetunia was one her. The hockey stick was thrown out of her hands. They rolled on the ground, wrestling. Elvira quickly found herself on her back. Two of Petunia's hands held the baby-sitters wrist above her head. Elvira's ankles were held tightly by Petunia's elongated toes. Unfortunately that leftElvira stretched out and helpless, with the last set of Petunia's hands free.
"Maybe I'm not that hungry right now." Aunt Petunia purred as she slowly lifted the jersey up Elvira's body. She spread her legs out, forcing Elvira's legs apart as well. Slowly the spider woman rubbed her pussy against Elvira's. The jersey was pulled up under her arms, exposing the young girls breast. Aunt Petunia bent down and took one of the breast in her mouth, nibbling softly at the oversized nipple.
"Forget it lady." Elvira said, her voice hanging coldlyin the air. "Right now I'm picturing Rush Limbaugh humping Roseanne."
"Humm!" Petunia let out a long sigh. "Sounds like fun." Lightly she reached down and stroked Elvira's sides. "Infact it sounds funny." Clenching her teeth Elvira tried not to laugh. She had lost count of the times laughing her way to an orgasm had caused her to shrink or grow. She couldn't afford to shrink now, and even if she grew it might not be enough. Aunt Petunia was persistent though. One of her toes stretched around and stroked the souls of Elvira's foot.
That was it. Elvira started to giggle. Then laugh. Soon time lost all meaning as the baby-sitters nerves screamed at her. When finally Aunt Petunia bent down and took Elvira's breast in her mouth she found it full and stiff. Elvira moaned through her laughter as her nipple was sucked and teased.
"Stop vile creature!" Mr. Bear ordered.
Shocked out of her arousal Elvira wrenched free of Petunia's grasp and rolled away from her.
"Good timing teddy."
"Mr Bear..."
Elvira interrupted him by grabbing the super soaker out of his hands and firing.
"Shrink baby shrink!" she shouted.
The stream of liquid shot out and hit Petunia in the chest. The woman's body shook, then glowed. Then grew. Before Elvira's eyes Aunt Petunia expanded, not stopping until she filled most of the room.
"Didn't you get the shrinking potion?"
"I thought I did. Your did specify the super soaker did you not?"
"The fault is not his my dear." Petunia's voice reverberated around the solarium, making the glass vibrate. "What you did not realize was that a second does of the potion would have a different effect on my already mutated form." she smiled, showing a row of fangs. "No harm done."
"Give me that!" Elvira shouted, grabbing the mason jar from the teddy bear. "Penna Titilare Aunt Petunia!" she shouted, unscrewing the jar.
At once the feathers swarmed out and surrounded the giant woman. Petunia screamed and thrashed, her scream sturning to laughter as the feathers tickled her from all sides. While she laughed Elvira darted forward and grabbed Jeremy and Helga's cocoons. Jumping and doging she carried them out of the room. Looking back she could tell Petunia was lost in the tickling high. The glassy look in her eyes told Elvira she was nearing the limit. A sudden idea came to Elvira. Grabbing Mr. Bear shethrew him onto Petunia's chest.
"Go for the nipples!' she shouted, following him. While Mr. Bear rubbed for all he was worth Elvira leapt to the woman's pussy. Pulling off her shirt she used it to rub the sides, stimulating Petunia even more. It took a few minutes, then there was a shriek and suddenly Petunia shrunk. It was even quicker than her growth. One minute she was gigantic, the next she was lay exhausted in Elvira's palm.
Epilogue
Elvira was waiting that afternoon when Mrs Carrion came home. Sitting in an overstuffed arm chair the young girl was dressed in a Victorian gown. It was the only thing she could find that fit. In a bird cage Aunt Petunia lazily swung on a swing. Jeremy and Helga were propped up next to each other on the couch, still cocooned. The baby-sitter took a sip from the tea Mr. Bear handed her and looked up expectantly.
"Did you have fun this weekend?" Mrs. Carrion asked.
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