Tales of Carrion Mansion.

Episode 4.

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.

The story so far: Elvira Peterson came to baby-sit Jeremy and Helga, the Carrion kids for the weekend. Things have not gone well. To start with Jeremy used a magic feather to tickle her into submission. After escaping the feather Elvira was then shrunk to the size of a doll. Escaping from Jeremy and Helga she ran straight into Aunt Petunia. Aunt Petunia is a small spider woman with many arms and a habit of spinning webs. Elvira manages to escape from her, take her captive and get back to Jeremy's lab. There she soaks in the potion that makes her grow. Getting back to her own room she was attacked by Uncle Frank, the invisible tickler. He tickled her to orgasm and that orgasm caused her to shrink once more.

@1998 by Skytower 

Elvira and the Witch's kids

Part 4

The butler

Sexual frustration hits many different people many different ways. Some know it because of choice, some because of conscience and some because of fear. Elvira Peterson however, knew sexual frustration from a unique viewpoint. She lay on her bed, a bed that was to her the size of a swimming pool. Elvira now stood (or lay) only six and one half inches tall. Other than that she was normal. Elvira usually stood a little over five feet tall. She had a solid build, with wide hips and small but firm breast. Her face was bright, gamin shaped and framed by shoulder length soft brown hair. Lying back she closed her eyes and started to cares her own breast. She got no response, even when she pinched the oversized nipples. Frustrated Elvira let her hands travel down past her stomach to the triangle of hair between her legs. She rubbed the hair slowly, gently roughing it up, then smoothing it over again. Still she got nowhere. For all the response her body was showing Elvira might just have been lying naked in the snow.

"Damn." she swore, sitting up. Elvira looked around her room, a very large Victorian bedroom. Extra large windows showed a storm raging outside. On the far side of the room was a doorway that led to the bathroom. Further along was a door that led to the hallway. Elvira kept her eye on the door to the hallway. If Jeremy or Helga came in now she was dead.

"Two little kids." She swore ruthfully.

It had seemed like any other baby-sitting assignment. Just watch the children for a weekend and get enough money to go to hockey camp. No one told her that the kids were a couple of mad scientist. First they had enslaved Elvira with a magic feather that had literally tickled her into submission. Then they had shrunk her and their mutated Aunt Petunia had caught her. Elvira sighed, thinking her self caught in the mutated woman’s web. She’d never had any lesbian leanings, but then if Petunia wasn’t human anymore did her making Elvira hotter than she’d ever been count? Thinking of herself hanging naked and helpless Elvira absentmindedly caressed her breast again. This time she got a response as it slowly hardened. She had escaped from Petunia and gotten back to normal size, only to be caught, bound and tickled by Uncle Frank. Uncle Frank was invisible, and like nearly everyone else in Carrion Mansion he liked to tickle. Tied spread-eagled to the bed

Elvira had been tickled to the point of orgasm. She sighed again as she remembered, and one hand again moved between her legs. That orgasm had actually saved her from him. It triggered the shrinking potion that must still have been in her body. The young girl had shrunk so quickly Frank thought she had vanished. Elvira knew somehow that the orgasm had caused her to shrink again. And she guessed that another one would cause her to grow, possibly back to full size. But so far she could barely get aroused, much less reach a full orgasm.

Suddenly the baby-sitter realized how aroused she was becoming. Her breast were hard, the nipples like coiled springs. Moisture began to gather around her pussy.

I refuse to be that kinky, Elvira thought. But she couldn't help it. The thought of being helpless and tickled was turning her on. Elvira thought of what would happen to her if Jeremy or Helga found her. With a determined growl she ploughed on. Instead of Aunt Petunia alone she now added Uncle Frank to the list. They held her down, despite her struggles. Every inch of her was exposed. Aunt Petunia started to lick the juices from between her legs, while Uncle

Frank played lightly over her nipple with his invisible feathers. She was getting close to a climax when Elvira heard the door open. The mood was broken and the shrunken girl dived under the covers. The sight that met her eyes when she looked out was stunning, even for the Carrion Mansion. A teddy bear wandered into the room.

Twice Elvira's current height he was dressed in a tweed coat. Tubby, as all teddy bears were, he had light brown fur and cute button eyes. His paws were somewhat short, but working non-the-less. Giving the room a quick glance he walked over to the bed and hopped up.

"It is no use hiding Miss Peterson." the bear said in a stern British voice. "My eyes are very sharp and my ears very good. I heard you from the hallway."

"Who are you?" Elvira asked, standing up and drawing the edge of the sheets around her.

"I am Mr. Bear, the butler."

"A teddy bear as a butler?"

"Not teddy." Mr. Bear corrected her, his voice betraying annoyance. "Theodore Y. Bear" he made the "Y" sound like an "I".

"What are you, one of Jeremy's little experiments?"

"Actually I am the result of young Helga's first magical spell. She accidentally channeled my spirit from the day of my death and placed me in this body. Being English I have adapted and assumed the role of butler to this house."

"Good for you." Elvira said.

"Thank you. Now if you will come with me Master Jeremy wishes to experiment on you."

"Forget it!" she snapped. "In the first place that kid ain't touching me, in the second place I'm not wearing anything."

"It is not proper for a young lady to use the word "aint" Mr. Bear said. "It is not even a proper word. As to your nudity, my dear I am a butler, I have seen it all."

Faster than Elvira thought he could move the bear pulled the sheets away from her. She tried to run but Mr. Bear jumped in front of her. The baby-sitter bounced off his stomach and fell backward on the bed. She rolled over and started to scramble away but he jumped on her back and grabbed her arms. Elvira laughed. Not because of the situation, but because the bear's fur was tickling her. The more she struggled the more she laughed. Realizing what was going on Elvira rolled over and hugged Mr. Bear.

"My word." the butler whispered as she rolled them over. Filling her mind with images of ropes and feathers Elvira started to rub her self all over the toy. She felt every strand of fur as it brushed her breast. She felt the fur on the bear and the hair of her pussy tangle, then pull apart like velcro.

"Yes!" the young girl, shouted between laughs. "Make me big!"

"See here young woman!" Mr. Bear protested. "I am not equipped for this sort of thing anymore, and even if I were I should be requesting that of you."

He shifted rolling them over again. Pinned beneath a mountain of fur with her arms held Elvira gyrated and twisted. Laughing with all her might, her mind running through every sexual fantasy she had ever had.

"Big! Big! Big!" she shouted.

It happened, the sudden dimming of the lights, the feeling of surrealism.

"Ow!" Elvira said as her head hit the ceiling. It only took a moment for her to understand what had happened. She had gone too far. Her body had gone from too small to too big. She looked down at herself, and at the wreckage of the room. Rooms. She had crashed through the wall and now was tightly wedged into two rooms. The last time Elvira had felt like this had been a few jobs back. She had been sealed into an antique steamer trunk. Only this time no fast talking girl would bore her to death. She hoped. Elvira was sitting up, with her knees under her chin, her back to the wall and her head pushed into her chest by the ceiling. She tried to move but the walls wouldn't budge. The baby-sitter found that she could move her arms a little, and her legs. But that was it.

"Young lady this is entirely bad form." Mr. Bear said. Elvira looked down and saw him balanced on the lawn of brown hair her pussy had become. "Using me like that... I don't think I'll ever get my fur clean again… Probably have to go through the washing machine… I'll get dizzy spells for days…"

"Sorry." Elvira said.

"Wait here." Mr. Bear said, pulling himself up and straightening his coat. "I shall go get the children." Still mumbling to himself the butler jumped off of her and left.

Some time later the door opened and Jeremy walked in, followed by Helga. Jeremy and Helga were very much alike. They stood the same height both had red hair. His was cut short hers streamed to her waist. Dark green eyes drew her in each time she looked at them.

"Wow!" Jeremy exclaimed.

"I suppose now my chest is big enough for you." Elvira said sarcastically.

"Respectable." the young scientist said, walking over to her. "Very respectable."

"How did you get away from Aunt Petunia?" Helga asked.

"Turn about's fair play." Elvira said. "Now how do I back to normal?"

"I have no idea."

"What!" Elvira tried to jump, shaking the mansion in her shock. "What do you mean no idea!"

"Well to begin with," Jeremy said, picking himself up off the floor, "my potion was meant to shrink, not grow."

"I bet she tried the other potion." Helga said. "The one you haven't perfected yet."

"Haven't perfected?" Elvira echoed feeling her stomach sink.

"Perhaps if you tell me exactly what happened I can help you."

Elvira took a deep breath, forcing herself to keep calm. She needed the kids or she would be stuck in this room for a long time.

"Well I tied up Aunt Petunia..."

"Bet she didn't like that." Helga interrupted.

"And got her to take me back to your lab." Elvira continued, ignoring her. "We found a bottle of the stuff you used on me, I soaked it and grew again. Then I got back to my room and your Uncle Frank tickled me. Hard. I shrunk again. Then your teddy bear..."

"Theodore Y Bear if you please."

"Sorry. Theodore caught me and we wrestled. I laughed a lot and suddenly I'm big again."

Jeremy was silent for a moment. Reaching over he ran his hand over her foot. Elvira laughed and the boy scientist jumped back barely avoiding the foot.

"It does not seem to be triggered by laughing alone." He said thoughtfully.

"If I may young sir." Mr. Bear said. "The young woman is not telling the whole truth. Forgive me Miss Peterson, I can understand you wish to retain a measure of modesty…"

"Oh go ahead." Elvira said pragmatically. "I'm a fifty foot tall naked girl, I don't think modesty is something I have to worry about anymore."

"Very well. As I was saying Master Jeremy the young women's growth did occur as we wrestled. But as we wrestled she was trying to engage me in a sexual intercourse. I believe the growth occurred at the zenith of her sexual frenzy."

"Wow!" Jeremy and Helga said at the same time. They looked at her and Elvira felt the blood rush to her face.

"This would explain much." Jeremy said. "Tell me, the bottle you say you soaked in, was it marked "Aqua Amplificare Potio, Instabilis"?

"Yea, that sounds like it."

"You soaked in an unstable potion?" Helga asked. "How could you be so dumb?"

"How the hell was I supposed to know that it was unstable?"

"What do you think "instablilis" means? Don't you read Latin?"

"No." the baby-sitter said, gritting her teeth. "I don't."

"What poor education systems they have nowadays." Mr. Bear murmured sadly.

"How far did you soak in the liquid?"

"All the way."

"Did you swallow any?"

"No."

Jeremy hummed softly to himself.

"Was that a good hum or a bad hum?" Elvira asked.

"I'm not sure. I'll have to run some test. Theodore?"

"Yes sir."

"I'll need some hair samples. Head, pubic and ears."

"I'll get the hedge clippers sir."

"Wait a minute!" Elvira shouted, blowing them against the wall with the sound of her voice. "I am not going to be an experiment."

Wood splintered and cracked as Elvira flailed out with her arms and legs. Slowly she started to force the wall outward.

"Stop that!" Jeremy shouted at her. "If you break that wall it comes out of my allowance!"

"Tough!" Elvira shouted back.

"Helga, get the jar. Theodore with me!"

With that shout the young scientist leapt onto Elvira's leg and started to climb. Theodore was right behind him. Using the hair on the baby-sitters legs they scrambled toward her stomach. With an enraged roar Elvira swiped at them but missed. Accompanied by the bear Jeremy used Elvira's breast for a springboard and landed on her neck.

"Get off of me!" Elvira shouted. She stretched herself mightily, feeling the walls start to give way.

She felt Jeremy swing behind her, using a lock of her hair for a rope. There was a sudden pain in her neck and suddenly both her arms went numb.

"What the hell are you doing?" Elvira screeched.

"I don't care how large you are," Jeremy shouted back, "you still have a central nervous system."

With an enraged roar Elvira threw her weight forward, scraping her head across the ceiling.

Her arms came to life again as she saw Jeremy and Theodore fly across the room.

Get her guys!" Helga screamed running back into the room.

She was carrying a glass jar and opened it.

A flock of feathers erupted out of the jar and dove toward the giant babysitter. Elvira flailed her arms in every direction, but it was hopeless. It was impossible to fight off the swarm and they tickled every inch of her exposed flesh. It happened again, she reached orgasm and the lights dimmed, she had a sense of falling. Slowly she climbed to her feet and looked around. The place was a wreck with huge holes in the walls and ceilings. Theodore leaned against one wall, while Jeremy and Helga helped each other stand.

With a warm feeling in her stomach Elvira realized she was back to her normal height. Stunned she looked at herself, amazed at the sight. She was still looking when Jeremy and Helga tackled her.

"Hey!" Elvira protested, trying to fight back. She was still coming down from the high of an orgasm though. Off balance already she was pushed onto her back. Then Jeremy grabbed her legs and twisted, forcing the baby-sitter onto her stomach. Helga jumped on her back, driving the air out of her lungs. Hugging her legs under his arms Jeremy bent down and back. He was now resting on the back top part of her legs, holding the lower part bent double.

"Get the things," he gasped out, "I'll keep her busy."

Elvira started to laugh as he tickled her feet. She was still too weak and out of breath to fight back. Vainly she tried to push up with her arms, but there was no way to reach him. It only took a few minutes for Helga to come back, but by that time Elvira could only wiggle and squirm. She felt her arms being pulled straight out and fasted to a bar. As soon as that was done Jeremy stopped tickling her. Breathing heavily with relief the young woman was too weak to resist as they sat her up. The bar was connected to a harness that crisscrossed her chest. A blindfold was tied over her eyes.

After that she was allowed to fall back to the floor. Chest heaving body covered in sweat and dust Elvira took in deep gulps of air.

"Alright." Jeremy said, his own voice sounding a little out of breath. "Let's get her to the lab."

End.

Will Elvira ever leave Carrion Mansion? Will she ever

get through one episode of this tale fully clothed? What will happen in the lab? Don't worry, I'll get back to this some time. Right now I have a baby-sitter of my own to deal with.

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