Tales of Carrion Mansion. Episode 13.
Elvira Peterson, Babysitter with a problem. Exposed to an unstable shrinking potion Elvira now can grow or shrink when she reaches a sexual zenith. This has led to the occasional problem. Her current problem is being caught and held by Georgia Sylvana, the worlds Wickedest Girl.@1999 by Skytower
Elvira and the Witches kids
part 12
Little Maids and the
problems (and pleasures)
of pie
In the four microseconds it took for the display to tell her what she already knew, Georgia Sylvana reviewed the situation in her mind. She had won over Mary Marvelous at last, not in any physical way, but in the true way of her family; she had out thought the superheroine. She had captured her foe while Mary Marvelous was Mary Batson. Georgia smiled as she remembered the brief struggle. She knew Mary, knew what could bring her down. The nude photos she had taken were now resting on the hard drive in the main computer of the Sylvana sky palace. Ready to go out over the internet in seconds.
Mary had tracked her to the sky palace, as Georgia knew she would. Hovering for the moment over Hollywood, hidden in a cloud and all but invisible to every form of electronic sensor, the sky palace was impossible to approach without being seen. So Mary and her brother Captain Marvelous and cousin Captain Marvelous Junior would use the JLA teleporter, catch her by surprise and foil her schemes.
"Or at least that is their plan." Georgia muttered. Known as the Worlds Wickedest Girl, Georgia Sylvana was five six, skinny with pale yellow skin. Her eyes glared at the world from behind Coke bottle glasses and hair was a dull brown mop. She wore a turtleneck sweater and a knee length brown skirt. The teleporter warning alarm lit up. Two signals were detected, intercepted before they could materialize and held in stasis. "Only two?" Georgia questioned, giving the outside scanners a quick glance. But nothing was approaching, and there was no way the Sylvana designed scanners could be fooled. "Who's with you Mary?" Georgia asked. She typed in a series of commands and in one of the rooms of the sky palace Mary Marvelous and Wonder Lass materialized briefly, then dematerialized before either girl could do anything.
"Wonder Lass!" Georgia snapped in surprise. "Still that makes sense, you could never tell your brother or your cousin what I did could you? Well," she said, turning to another part of the console, "Let's see what the SuperVillain Data Base has on Wonder Lass."
It took only a few moments for Georgia to find the information she sought. When she did her harsh laughter filled the sky palace, causing a few of the glass panels to shudder.
Drussilla materialized for an instant, she was sure of that, but that instant was gone before she could even think. Then she materialized again, this time remaining solid. She was in a small room, bare with gray walls and ceiling.
"Hello." Georgia said.
Dru spun around only to be hit by a beam of some sort. Puzzled she staggered back against the wall, trying to use he bracelets to block the beam. It didn't work as the beam was too diffused. It stopped and suddenly the room began to dim, then twist. The lights dimmed and the heroine felt the floor go out from under her.
When it was over Dru struggled to her feet. She was naked, under some sort of big red tent. Trying to clear her head Dru pushed herself to the end of the tent and into the light. Staggering away from the tent the amazon fell against a large white rubber couch. She lay against it for a moment, getting her bearings. Someone was laughing, a harsh almost metallic laugh. The couch was pulled out from under her and Dru landed flat on her back looking up. Looking up at Georgia Sylvana.
"Hello Wonder Dolly." Georgia said. For a moment she just watched the dazed heroine. The shrinking ray had reduced her in proportion, nothing was changed. She still had a voluptuous figure, with dark black hair and a round face. Reaching down she picked Drusilla up and brought her to eye level. "Well, black is your natural hair color." Georgia said, scratching Dru's vagina. Holding the tiny girls legs taunt Georgia looked her over. Still dazed Dru stared back, fear beginning to slip into her mind. "Even at this size these things are large." Georgia said, tapping Drusilla's chest. Bending down she picked up Wonder Lass's costume. She laughed again. "But not large enough to fill this anymore." Holding up the golden belt Georgia pressed it against the tiny girl. Instantly Dru's head snapped up, her mind recovered. She tried to grab the belt only to have Georgia pull it away.
"Feel better?" Georgia asked.
Dru growled in frustration and pounded on her captors hands.
"I thought so." Georgia said.
Mary materialized slightly dazed and worried. She knew something had gone wrong, she and Dru had blinked into reality for a second before vanishing again. Mary looked around, fighting off the fog that clouded her mind. She was in a kitchen, a large one. Georgia was sitting by a table, her hand resting on the power switch of a blender.
"You!" Mary growled, starting to charge her. She stopped quickly when she saw a tiny figure inside the blender. Though distorted by the thick glass Mary recognized Wonder Lass. Lilliputian, naked and helpless.
"One step closer and I press the :"Whip" button." Georgia threatened.
"You wicked girl." Mary said, quickly stopping.
"Turn around and say Shazzam." Georgia ordered.
"Realizing she had no choice Mary turned around.
"Shazzam." she said and was instantly transformed back into Mary Batson.
"You didn't have a chance to dress." Georgia observed. Mary was still wearing the nightgown from their encounter a few hours before. It was shredded and barely covered any of her. Something light settled over her shoulders.
"No..." Mary started to protest, realizing it was Wonder Lass's magic lasso. But it was too late.
"Don't move." Georgia ordered. Mary stayed where she was, feeling bars of steel descend on her willpower. "If everything I've heard of this is true, you have to do everything I say and can only tell the truth."
"Yes." Mary stuttered. "I must tell...truth."
"True or false, you like being tied up."
"False." Mary said.
"Incredible." her captor said. "Your too straight for this business you know that?"
"No."
Georgia laughed.
"I bet you've never even kissed a boy have you?"
"Yes I have."
"Any more than that? Touching, groping?"
"No."
"You must be one dull date."
"No."
"Enough fun." Georgia said, her tone turning serious. "I order you to promise me never to say the word that will transform you into Mary Marvelous."
"I...nnn... I promise." Mary said at last, trying to bite every word before it came out of her mouth.
"Good." Georgia said, pushing Mary down she pulled the lasso off. Then she took out a gun and let Mary have a blast of the shrinking beam right in the face. As with Drussila, Mary was shrunk proportionately. She still had the slim boyish figure, fresh face and brown hair. The superheroine was just smaller. A lot smaller, Mary realized as Georgia picked her up.
"I see brown is your natural hair color as well." Georgia said.
Elvira looked at the passageway. It wasn't much to look at, dull white plastic, smooth formica floor (also dull white) with a clear plexiglass ceiling.
"Jerry Mouse where are you when I need you?" she wondered aloud. As if in answer a deep hoarse roar echoed it's way to her ears. "Make it to the middle an your safe huh, well not in this lifetime."
Elvira Peterson stood at five feet five inches. Usually. Lately she had begun to loose track of her height. She stood at the entrance to the maze, her body covered in sticky honey. Elvira was solidly built with wide hips, small breast and shoulder length brown hair. Her face, when not covered with honey anyway, was round with a high proud forehead.
Turning away from the maze Elvira looked at the doorway Georgia had dropped her through. It was a simple trap door, held down by a magnet. Good enough to stop a mouse, but not a determined babysitter. She hoped. Her first jump served to remind Elvira that she was still covered with honey, she slipped and fell on her but. Growling the tiny girl tried again. This time she made it, pushing the door open a little, but fell back. As many of her friends had noted during the years, Elvira was a stubborn girl. They would not have been surprised that Elvira kept at it, nor that it took her 38 tries to force herself up out of the maze. They would have applauded, and Elvira would have congratulated herself. If she hadn't been hanging onto the edge of the maze for dear life. What she hadn't realized was that there was no edge on the table, from the outer wall of the maze there was a sheer drop to the floor.
"Wear these." Georgia ordered, dropping two outfits infront of Drusilla and Mary.
"I will not." Mary declared in an outraged tone of voice. The costume Georgia had given them was a sexual parody of a French Maid. Tight fishnet stalkings, a frill that would serve as a skirt, or a very wide belt and a tight black tube top. Three inch high heels were included as well. "This is indecent!"
"This from little naked girl." Georgia laughed.
"Put it on Mary." Dru said, struggling into her top. "At least it's something."
"I will not." Mary declared again.
Georgia reached over and picked up the doll sized girl. Holding her from just above the knees. Enraged Mary pounded and scratched, but that had no effect on Georgia. With dizzying speed Mary was brought up to the wicked girls face, then turned around.
"Ow!" Mary shouted as Georgia gave her a spank. More of them came and even though her arms were free Mary could do nothing to protect herself. Again and again Georgia hit the helpless girl's but, using just one finger. Sometimes she used her fingernail.
Georgia didn't bother demanding surrender, in fact except for a low grating giggle she didn't make any noise at all.
"All right!" Mary shouted. Georgia ignored her. "Stop!" again she was ignored. "I give up!" Mary screeched. The giggling only got worse. "Please!" Mary screamed.
That did it. Georgia put Mary back on the table top where Drusilla had watched the spanking with helpless fury. Choking back tears Mary struggled into the costume. The top fit snugly, the frill she had to hike up above her belly button, her but was just too sensitive for anything to touch it. Luckily the stockings only went up to her thighs. It was the heels that gave her the hardest time. Mary had never worn three inch heels before. Once Drusilla had strapped them on Mary fell over. For the next few minutes Georgia's laughter filled the room as Mary struggled to stand.
Elvira inched herself hand over hand to the edge of the table, grateful that the honey on her hands had gotten a little sticky. Her arms were too sore to pull herself up, but the small girl had spotted the leg of the table. Large round and sloping at a steep angle toward the floor.
"Just like a fire pole." Elvira said to herself. "If a fire pole was four feet wide and fifty feet tall. I HATE BABYSITTING!" she screamed.
Mary walked cautiously a few feet, turned around and walked back.
"Your getting the hang of it." Dru said, ready to catch her again. Both of them were studiously avoiding looking at Georgia, who was now munching popcorn as she watched.
"Who came up with these things?" Mary asked. "Lex Luthor? The Joker? Who was sick enough..."
"The same guy who came up with the corset." Dru said, steadying her.
"Men." Mary swore.
"It's supposed to make our legs look better." Drusilla said.
"Alright." Georgia said, putting down the popcorn. They were in what both girls guessed was the main kitchen of the Sylvana Sky Palace. It was well stocked with more pastry than either of them had seen outside of a bakery. Gleaming chrome pots and pans hung from the walls. "Now that my little doll has learned how to walk it's time to get to work." Walking over to a table with a sheet on it she wheeled it over to them and pulled off the sheet. Beneath the sheet was a Victorian playhouse. Pulling a pin out of the roof the wicked girl opened the house, exposing three floors of the dirtiest rooms Mary or Dru had ever seen. "When my brother and I were ten my father shrunk us down and made us live in here."
"Why?" Dru asked.
"We wouldn't stop fighting. He only meant to keep us in there for a night, but the next day Captain Marvelous," here she looked pointedly at Mary, "put him in jail. We were in there for two years before he broke out. Now naturally Sylvana's don't do housework, so the place is a little messy."
"You want us to clean your doll house?" Dru asked, wondering where all the normal super villains were. Not even the Joker would ask her to clean a house. At least not since he'd met Harley Quinn.
"That's right." Georgia said, handing them each a small basket filled with cleaning supplies. I want it spotless." Picking the tiny girls up she dropped them into the living room. Then she put two camera's on a cord hanging from the ceiling. "Now these camera's are a direct feed to the web." Mary turned red and ducked behind Dru. "On a time delay. If the house isn't spotless then you two are going to be the most famous shrunken superheroines of all time."
"You wicked girl." Mary said.
"Clean." Georgia ordered, settling back into her chair and reaching for more popcorn.
"Well that was fun." Elvira said, laying back on the floor, her chest heaving. The slide down the table leg had been close, but she had managed to slow herself down enough. Barely. Pealing her back off of the floor Elvira looked around the room. She could see the doorway Georgia had come through, no way was Elvira going in that direction. Which left only the door on the other side of the room. "Oh well." Elvira sighed and started to walk. First things first, a safe place, and then she could get big and deal with Georgia. If she could still get big. Georgia's comment about the nanite being out of power worried her. But if the past few months had taught her anything it was to have faith in Jeremy's handiwork. Somehow it would work.
There are times that test even heroines. Moments in life when dread can overcome honor. Horror defeats principle. Mary and Dru were at that point. They had decided to start at the top of the house and work their way down. The first two rooms were servants quarters, small and not to bad. But the first door on the second floor had a sign on it that brought them to a halt. They stood infront of the door, feeling the malevolence emanating from the room beyond.
"You do it." Mary and Dru said together.
They instantly turned away from each other, shame and embarrassment filling them.
"Maybe we should save this for last?" Mary suggested.
"Sounds good." Dru agreed.
Together they hurried down the stairs. But even as they fled both of the tiny girls realized one of them would have to clean the bathroom sooner or later.
"Don't any of the doors in this damn place open!" Elvira cursed, kicking the door. She swore again and sat down, nursing the injured foot. It was an unreasonable request she knew, she was a little over six inches while the doors were about fifteen feet high. Elvira wasn't sure how long she'd been wandering the mansion corridors, being shrunk often messed up her sense of time. Not that the mansion was such a bad place, even at her height. It was a treasure trove of fine art, furniture in all taste and styles and large stain glass windows. The floors were all the same though, flat dull gray plastic. Hard, flat dull gray plastic. In the past few months the shrunken babysitter had gotten a lot of experience in masturbation in strange places. Under beds, toy boxes, leggo palaces, over sinks, IN sinks, Under sinks... Elvira had learned to ignore her surroundings and concentrate. But she needed a modicum of privacy, or at least a soft surface, to do it. And the mansion offered very little of either.
Sighing she stood up, testing the foot. It was okay and Elvira started to walk down the corridor.
"Halt!"
She spun, ready for battle, but there was no one there.
"How dare you track foot prints down my corridor." the voice was strange, the words hard, but the tone, though male, almost a whisper. Elvira looked hard, and then realized where the words were coming from. On the floor at the corner was a large towel. It scrubbed away at her honey edged footprints.
"Wow!" Elvira said, barely getting the word out. She watched in amazement as the towel scrubbed the floor to her feet. Then the towel stood up. "Wow!"
At full height the towel stood some four feet, width two feet. Fine white Terry Cloth, shaped like a gingerbread man, with no mouth, eyes or other human attributes.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get honey off the floor?" "Ah...no." Elvira said.
"Well it's not easy young lady."
"Sorry." Elvira apologized. "But you see I was..."
"No excuses."
"Who are you?" the tiny girl asked, finally starting to get her mind working again.
"I am Sir Softy."
"Sir Softy?"
"Am I not speaking clearly enough? I am Sir Softy. The cleaner. I keep the Sylvana Sky Palace clean so the family can attend to their villainous affairs."
"Oh." Elvira started to back away.
"Stop." Sir Softy ordered. "I will not have you track honey over my clean floors. If you are to walk here you must be cleaned."
"Really?" Elvira turned and ran.
"Mary!" Dru cried, though she only got the first part of the word out. A furry arm snaked around her throat before she could finish or take another breath. The arm quickly wrapped itself around her face as well. Another arm shot out of the frige at the same time and pinned the tiny girls arms to her side. Two suction cups launched from the frige and stuck to the nipples on each breast. The last furry arm wrapped itself between and then around her legs. Slowly it started to rub against her vagina. At the same time a blast of strange smelling dust was shot into her nose by the arm wrapped around her face. Almost instantly Dru's fears collapsed. A warm feeling filled her body, lowering her defenses. The arm at her vagina started to press inward.
"Drussilla I... Dru!" Mary shouted, walking in the door. Quickly she attacked the thing from the frige with her mop. Hitting and poking she pried the arms from Drusilla's body and forced it back into the frige, closing the door. Tired she turned and leaned against it. "That was close. Are you ok Dru?" "Fine." Dru said, a strange smile on her face. Before Mary could react Dru charged her. Grabbing Mary in a bear hug that pinned the girls arms behind her at the same time Dru kissed her surprised friend.
Mary squirmed and started to protest, but Dru only took the opportunity to force her tongue into the other girls mouth. Dru then flipped her up and over her, landing on top of Mary while at the same time driving the wind out of her lungs. Holding down the shrunken squirming girl Drusilla started to kiss and massage Mary's breast.
"Stop!" Sir Softy shouted as Elvira turned a corner. "You must be cleaned!"
Elvira didn't stop of course, infact she managed to go faster. By now completely lost the babysitter was running on pure panic and adrenalin.
"It does you no good to run girl! I shall find you and then there shall by a reckoning. You must be scrubbed, soaped, cleaned. Only then will you be ready for more of Mistress Sylvana's torture."
"Wait a minute!" Elvira said, skidding to a halt. Scrubbed? Cleaned? Turning she ran back around the corner and into a very surprised Sir Softy. "Take me I'm yours."
Mary twisted the fishnet stalkings around Drusilla's wrist and then pulled her other stalking off. If Drusilla hadn't been under the influence of the lust dust Mary doubted she could have won the wrestling match. The young amazon was used to wrestling in the Greek style. Luckily she was too busy trying to get her head between Mary's legs. Pulling off Dru's other stalking Mary tied her friends legs together, then she sat on her.
"What was that thing?" Mary demanded.
"That was Mister Pleasure." Georgia said. "A little present my brother whipped up for my birthday."
"Your brother?" Mary asked aghast.
"He felt sorry for leaving me tied up in the tub for two days."
Mary said nothing, but could feel Dru squirming beneath her. The amazon was rubbing her breast on the floor and Mary could feel Dru's hands trying to reach her but.
"How long will it last?"
"Two, three days. It was a good gift. You know the longer she's tied up like that the hornier she gets. It's pure torture. Here." Georgia knocked Mary off of Drusilla and picked the shrunken girl up. "I think I'll help her out."
"You wicked girl!" Mary called after her.
Georgia ignored her, placing Drusilla on the table. With a knife she freed the tiny amazon, but held her down with a finger on her stomach. Lustfully Drusilla hugged and licked the finger.
"You can watch if you like." Georgia said, looking at Mary. Mary blushed scarlet and turned away. Georgia laughed and released her hold on Dru. "Stay." she ordered, going over to the refrigerator. The amazon lay on the table panting.
"You monster!" Mary whispered, knowing that anything above that might get her a place next to Dru. Never had the heroine been so frustrated. She was completely helpless. Frantically she racked her brain, trying to come up with an escape plan. But there was none.
"It's a good thing you've come to your senses." Sir Softy said, carrying Elvira into the bathroom.
"No problem." It had actually been a pretty comfortable trip. Sir Softy had gathered the shrunken babysitter in his(?) arms and, scrubbing all the way, taken her to the bathroom. Elvira had used the trip to stimulate herself, rubbing herself all over. Now she was fully aroused, her breast hard, the juices between her legs mixing with the honey. With one hand she pinched a nipple, while the other hand delved into herself, tapping out a concerto on her clitoris.
"I'll just run put you here while I run the sink."
Elvira was rolled out of Sir Softy's grip and onto the unforgiving cold hardness of a formica counter top.
"HEY!" Elvira shouted, feeling the mood start to break. Without thinking she leapt to her feet and launched herself into the towel. "Bonzai!"
Drusilla rubbed her body against the stick of celery, feeling the stiff hairs of the vegetable scratch her skin. From the dollhouse Mary stood repulsed and fascinated at the same time. Georgia sat and watched, every so often reaching over and pulling the celery away. When ever she did Drusilla would cry and beg until it was given back.
"I wonder how she'd handle an ice cream cone?" Georgia asked Mary. The wicked girl turned toward the fridge only to be met with a blackberry pie in the face. Taken by surprise Georgia fell backward, only saved from stopping by grabbing the table.
"Who dares..." she started to say, wiping the pie out of her eyes. The moment she did a pumpkin pie hit her. "Why I never..." Lemon moraine stopped her words.
"One more cliche and I throw the carrot cake." Elvira warned. Full sized, if still naked, she lounge casually against the fridge.
Seeing her chance Mary leapt from the house to the table. A right cross knocked Drussilla senseless and Mary Carried her behind the popcorn bowl.
The carrot cake wasn't needed as Georgia didn't say anything. Enraged she charged Elvira. The charge was met with a pirouette move the young hockey player had used to avoid many a body check. Georgia slammed into the fridge and rebounded off stunned. Elvira kicked her in the stomach, then when Georgia was doubled over put the wicked girls head between her legs. Grabbing Georgia's waist Elvira pulled her upside down. Then dropped to her knees. Georgia's head hit the floor with the weight of her entire body driving it. She fell and lay limp as Elvira released her.
"Damn! That felt good." Elvira said, getting up. "I always wanted to try that. Hey, what a spread." She said, looking at the table. Aside from the bowl of popcorn there was a cherry and blueberry pie set out. "Hello? Come on out, it's safe."
"Thank you." Mary said, pulling Drussilla from behind the popcorn bowl. "This is the second time you've saved me. You'd better tie her up."
"No need, if you do the tombstone right they never get up. My names Elvira."
"I know, Jeremy told me."
"You know him?"
"I sat for him once."
"Well that explains the height."
"Oh, no it wasn't Jeremy. Georgia has... Georgia!"
Elvira whirled at the warning to find herself facing Georgia. The wicked girl stood unsteadily on her feet, pointing a Buck Rogers style gun at her.
"I don't know how you got to full size again, but you won't stay that way! First I shall shrink you, then the world!"
As fast as Elvira was she was not fast enough to avoid a beam of energized particles. It hit her full in the chest, discharging the energy it carried to every cell in her body. For a moment Elvira danced as her nervous system was flooded with conflicting signals. As the energy faded Elvira felt the world twist, her vision dimmed. But when it was over she stood unchanged.
"Impossible!" Georgia whispered. "No one can resist a direct does of Geta radiation. She looked dumbly at the gun until Elvira hit her in the face with the carrot cake.
With cold deliberate steps Elvira walked toward the wicked girl.
"How dare you...!" Georgia snarled wiping her face off.
"That," Elvira said with a deadly calm voice, "was your last cliche."
Another kick sent Georgia into the fridge and Elvira hit her in the head with a frying pan as she rebounded off. Georgia fell to the floor and Elvira picked up the shrinking gun and let her have it. In a few seconds there was only a pile of cloths on the floor with a lump stirring in the middle.
"Have to admit that felt pretty good." Elvira said, looking at the gun. I wonder if this is how Jeremy felt."
"What was the gun set for?" Mary asked. Behind her Dru started to wake up.
"It has settings?" Elvira looked at the gun. Sure enough on the handle were two small dials. One was labeled inches, the other resembled a clock face. A small setting dial was on the one labeled in inches, while two surrounded the clock face. "Yea it does. From the looks of this thing she'll grow in about twelve hours. So we..."
Elvira stopped as she realized Mary and Dru were wrestling. Drusilla was on top, holding Mary's wrist together above her head with one hand while her other hand squeezed Mary's breast. She was kissing Mary feverishly.
"Whoa! You two want to be alone or something?"
"Help!" Mary shouted. "She's been overcome by lust dust!"
"If you say so." Elvira picked Drussilla up and held her in one hand. "Hey!"
As if Dru didn't realize she was being held in a hand, the crazed superheroine had her legs wrapped around Elvira's thumb and was kissing the tip.
"I told you." Mary said, standing up. "She's the victim of some terrible dust that Georgia cooked up."
"Powerful stuff." Elvira admitted. Taking a clear plastic bowl off the shelf she put Dru on table and put the bowl on top of her. Disappointed the trapped superheroine launched herself against the plastic, pressing her lips, breast and legs against it.
"How long is she going to be like that?"
"I don't know."
"Let's find out." Elvira bent down and pulled a still dazed Georgia out of the tent her sweater had become. "So, how do we cool her down?"
"You can't." Georgia said defiantly. "Not until she comes. And she'll go insane if you don't let her."
"Well I can see why you'd need something like that." Elvira said. Naked the plainness of Georgia's body was tragically revealed. Bones could be seen through the yellow white skin and her breast seemed to point in different directions.
"Impudent Slut! I am a Sylvana! My families beauty has always been in their heads!"
"Okay let's prove that theory." Elvira said, holding the tiny wicked girl upside down. "Now, either you tell me there's another cure or... Now this brings back some memories." Elvira reached over and picked up the pack of dental floss from where it lay on the floor. She guessed it must have fallen out of Georgia's pocket.
"You wouldn't dare!" Georgia screamed. "Superhero's don't do that!"
"I'm not a superheroine," Elvira's tone grew hard, "I'm a babysitter."
"Oh." Georgia turned white. "Dump her in cold water!"
"Good." Elvira picked up Geogia's turtle neck and dumped the wicked girl into it. Then she tied the neck, arms and waist in knots and put it on the table. The sweater moved as the girl tried to find a way out.
"Drop her in cold water." Elvira muttered. "Are all supervillains that un-original?"
"Most of them." Mary admitted.
Elvira walked over to the sink and turned on the cold water.
"Hey!" she said, spotting a chocolate cake on the table beside sink. "Supervillains eat." she said, reaching over and dipping her finger into the chocolate. It was prime stuff. Elvira knew chocolate and this was good chocolate. She was reaching for another taste when a familiar feeling welled up inside her.
"No." she started to say, but before the word was past her lips she had shrunk again.
It had been quicker this time. The tightening of her stomach, a warmth flowing from between her legs, her breast getting hard, all of it taking less than a few moments. Still a little dizzy Elvira picked herself up off the floor.
"Elvira!" Mary called. Elvira looked up to see Mary looking down at her from the top of the table. "Why did you shrink?" "I don't know!" Elvira shouted, falling down again. Her head started to pound. At the same time her body trembled. Elvira lay still, all the strength drained from her. She watched unable to move as Mary lowered the dental floss and climbed down to her. The closer Mary got, the bigger she seemed to get. At first Elvira thought it was simply because Mary was getting closer. Then she realized Mary actually was bigger. As the shrunken superheroine stood over Elvira's prostrate, form the babysitter realized she had gone from small to smaller. In shock, but feeling her body was safe once more, Elvira stood up. Her head reached Mary's waist, leaving the babysitter to stare at Mary's bush.
"What the hell..." Elvira's voice trailed off even as her mind put the puzzle together. Georgia's shrinking gun must have had an effect on the nanites in her body.
"I need Jeremy." Elvira said.
"You can't grow on your own?"
"It's a long story." Elvira said, turning away from her and looking up at the table. "Right now we better get to that gun and get you grown again." Elvira took hold of the dental floss and looped it around her waist. "Give me a ten fingered boost to start will ya?"
"Sure." Mary bent down and clasped her fingers together. Carefully Elvira put her foot into the fingers. A moment later she shot up toward the table top. But she wasn't climbing.
"Dru no!" Mary shouted.
Elvira looked up to see Drusilla, and insanely lustful smile on her face, hauling up the rope. It was too late to do anything, Elvira realized she was too high up to let go. Worse Mary was cut off because Dru was taking the rope up as well.
"Oh girl." Elvira swore as she reached the edge of the table. Elvira had always thought that saying "Oboy" in times of crisis was sexist.
Mary strained with all her might but she couldn't force the word Shazzam out of her mouth. Nor could she climb the legs of the table, or any of the tables for that matter. They were smooth aluminum. All she could was stand and fume as the sounds of battle came from above.
Elvira knew how to fight. She could fight on skates, she could fight in water, she could fight almost anywhere. But she could not fight as well as an amazon trained from birth. Wonder Lass blocked, parried or simply absorbed Elvira's best shots. It didn't help that Elvira was only half Dru's size.
Maybe I should just go with this, Elvira thought as Dru sat on top of her and burried her face between the young girls legs. It was a 69 position, but Elvira fell face short on her part of the equation. She was only able to reach Dru's belly button.
"I hate outies." Elvira swore, squirming out from under the lust crazed superheroine. "And I am not going through with this!"
It was doubtful Drusilla even heard her words. If she did they didn't stop her from catching Elvira with a full tackle sending both of them over the edge of a pan and into a blueberry pie.
Fighting Drusilla had been hard enough on firm ground. Inside a blueberry pie it was impossible. Elvira was pinned under the larger girl, and the slippery blue berries and filling prevented her from getting any leverage to push the amazon off.
"Oh the hell with it!" Elvira swore and started to suck one of Dru's breast. It was a few minutes before she realized it was a blueberry. In the meantime another of the blueberries was between Elvira's legs, blocking the entrance to her vagina. Drusilla didn't seem to mind, she was nibbling the berry with gamesome enthusiasm.
"Hell if we're going to do this we're going to do it right!" Elvira cursed. Squirming out from Drusilla's grasp she half jumped/half fell on top of the amazon. Pinning the girl down as much as she could Elvira planted both her knees on Drusilla's shoulders. "Eat already!" she shouted. While the lust crazed amazon obeyed that command Elvira tore off a piece of the pie crust and leaned back to use it on Drusilla's own bush.
Mary heard two shouts of wild pleasure and ran under the table just in time to avoid a full size Elvira as she hit the floor. The now normal sized babysitter lay there not moving.
"Are you alright?"
"Peachy." Elvira said wearily. Slowly she sat up.
"Where's Dru?"
Elvira thought for a second, then opened her legs. Mary nearly fainted as, with a popping sound, a small Wonder Lass was pulled from Elvira's vagina.
"I guess we won't need that cold water anymore." Elvira said.
Well, the villains been thwarted. The pies are all gone. Now Elvira can return to the safety(?) of Carrion Mansion. There Jeremy can tell her what effect Geta Radiation has on nanites. And why honey should be followed by Cherry, not Blueberry.
End.
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