Trishy's Transformation 4
Trishy and Anna decide to have some transformative fun!
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“Oh, uh, I think it’s rather small. It’s not much to look at, you know?”
“Are you kidding?” Trishy says, placing a hand on the woman’s shoulders. This has the effect of making Anna’s face even more red upon receiving said touch. “This place is loads bigger than where I live. I bet I could fit all my stuff in here and still have space!”
Anna holds her hand up to protest this statement, but takes a deep breath, swallows, and instead says. “Can I get you something to drink?”
Trishy blinks and tilts her head. “But we just got coffee.”
“Oh fu- you’re right!” Anna says, neurons firing in her shoulder and her brain.
Trishy pulls her hand away, wrapping her arms just under her chest. This gives the effect of accenting her rather lovely tits, or rather, the tits she gained from sapping the magic from Anastasia.
Anna and Anastasia have similarities, but the vast differences make her giggle.
Then, it makes her frown.
Anna blinks. “So, uh, is something the matter, Miss Trish?”
Trishy sighs, steps away, heels clicking, and looks all over the apartment. “This is a very nice life you have. It is nicer than I have at home,” she frowns.
“That can’t be true. You’re so—“ she gulps. “You’re so pretty.
Trishy closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then turns to face Anna. “It’s a lie.”
“Huh?”
“I used my special magic to make myself like this. I have to take it from someone else, someone mean this time, sure, but—“
“You have innate magic!?” Anna says, scurrying up to Trishy, a glimmer in her eyes. “I love magic! I’m getting my degree in magical studies. I’d love to see it!” She stops, stepping back quickly, waving her hands. “I uh, if you don’t mind me seeing it.”
Trishy quirks an eyebrow. “But what I have will take stuff from you. Mostly your size, and it’ll give it to me and—“
“You’ll be even taller!?”
“Aah, much taller.”
Clapping her hands together, Anna bows her head. “Oh, please, Miss Trish. I would love to see it.”
Her heart thumping harder than before, Trishy’s lip curls up. “Well, if you would permit me to get a bit more comfortable,” she says, kicking off her heels. “I wouldn’t want to ruin these clothes, after all.”
Anna squeals and approaches her, shaking hands to the goblin’s blouse. “C-can I?”
Trishy smirks, rolling her shoulders and stripping her jacket off. “Go ahead, cutie.”
Licking her lips, the human woman unbuttons the blouse, slowly appreciating the change from every unbuttoning, until only Trishy’s shoulders hold onto her shirt.
Trishy grabs one sleeve, pulls it off, and then goes for the other, fluttering her eyes. “I’m glad you like what you see,” she says, unbuttoning her skirt. Soon, she’s standing there in Anastasia’s undergarments. She doesn’t know how expensive they are, but Anna watches them while biting her lip, so she knows they’re good.
“Now then,” Trishy begins, padding up to her companion. She places her hands on Anna’s sides, smiling down at her, “Are you ready to feel the magic?”
Anna sighs, nodding, placing her hands on Trishy’s shoulders.
It is a gentle pull that comes out of Trishy, as if she reaches into Anna’s soul and caresses it with a dainty touch. For her part, Anna allows it to caress her, pulling from her the physical essence.
At first, the woman was fine, but after a few moments, she had to stand on her toes to keep looking up at Trishy, and her clothes became so baggy.
Meanwhile, Trishy's undergarments tighten, and she winces slightly at it.
“You don’t have to keep your modesty,” whispers the shortening Anna. “I want to see you.”
Trishy lets go of Anna, reaching behind her back and unclasping her bra. It pops open, and she quickly pulls it off, her breasts, full and round, flopping out.
Anna helps her underneath, pulling down the goblin’s panties. She squats down, but has to stand up soon to get to her waist. Soon, though, Trishy stops growing, just at the point where it would be uncomfortable to stand. But stand she does, in a well-toned, yet sensuous body. Meanwhile, Anna pushes up her glasses, which have become comically huge. She scoots around in her outfit, which has become much more baggy than it was, but still clings desperately to hold onto her. She steps out of her shoes and pulls off her looser garments, leaving her with her more elastic underwear.
Once finished, she squeaks at the sight of the woman standing before her—this Amazon of a goblin. “You’re incredible, Trishy,” she says.
“And you’re adorable,” Trishy says.
“H-how cute am I?” asks Anna, hands behind her back, bouncing on her toes.
“Cute enough for me to pick you up and snuggle you!” Trishy responds, scooping the woman up and holding her bridal style. The ease in which she lifts Anna makes the shorter human yelp, but giggle in giddiness, her whole body getting warm as she’s pressed up against the goblin’s bare chest.
“Trishy,” says Anna. “You’re wonderful.”
Trishy sighs and shakes her head. “You’re only saying that because of what I can do.”
Frowning, Anna places a hand on Trishy’s cheek. “You can do great things, but you are the only person who’s been so nice to me. Will I… will I ever see the real you?”
“Don’t you want to have some fun first?”
Anna can’t help but smirk. “Sure. What kind?”
* * *
Meanwhile, Anastasia, wielding a straw, rides a rat through the alleyways, sitting up high and mighty despite her diminutive size, where she approaches a tiny door just about her size that reads “The Lilliput Club.”