CHAPTER 13 - The wait.
Isha's smooth brown skin gleamed from the sweat of her workout. She desperately wanted to be ready for the fight that she knew was soon to come.
"Too soon," she muttered as she slipped into the bathroom as quietly as possible, so as not to wake the pair of nymphs downstairs. They had come back late last night, but Isha had been waiting for them. Desperate for news about Effy, and of course, their mission.
The news that it was all going to come to head tomorrow night was frightening. They were nowhere near ready. They didn't even know what to be ready for.
They had said Effy was well, but missing her. Isha hoped that was true. All she could do was wonder what her girlfriend has been having to do to keep her identity secret. The same thought always popping into her head. What if she enjoyed that lifestyle more?
Isha shook her head. That was selfish and unkind. Effy had taken a large risk, and the stakes were too high for personal feelings to get in the way.
She'd hoped the work out session would have helped the other tension she was feeling, but as she pulled her sports bra over her head and the fabric brushed over her hard nipples she realised it hadn't.
"How can I be so horny?" she grumbled. She knew why, but with the stress of trying to save the world, and Effy having been undercover for the last few weeks, she would have been sure that she wouldn't have felt the need for such trivial matters.
The new moon was also nearing, and this played havoc with the libido of magical entities. It was an important time in a sorcerers calender for all kinds of reasons, and making you want to fuck was usually a pleasant side effect, but not when you had no one to take it out on though.
"Fucking moon," Isha grumbled, pulling off her sports bra completely and then peeling down her gym shorts.
She showered quickly, resisting the urge to take care of her arousal. She'd had a disappointing masturbation session earlier and didn't think another would do any good.
She missed Effy. So much her body physically ached for her. So many emotions lingered throughout her mind and body. Making it hard to concentrate on what she needed to be focused on.
She wrapped a towel round and finished off in the bathroom. She heard voices downstairs, surprised the two nymphs were up so early. They were normally late risers. She headed to the living room where she heard them talking excitedly.
Isha stopped in the doorway and saw them both smiling.
"Morning," Isha said. The nymphs turned her way. Isha couldn't help but smile as the two cute Nymphs grinned back at her.
They were on the sofa, dressed in their small outfits. Espin, the Sun Nymph, in a tiny green skirt and tiny cropped tube top. Her long blonde hair shining in the morning sun coming through the window. Deilla, the Naiad, was in her blue Nymph warriors outfit. Blue pleated leather skirt and blue leather corset.
"Hey sidekick," Espin said, grinning.
Isha ignored the derogatory nickname, knowing it was Espin's attempt at being funny.
"What are you two doing up so early?" Isha asked.
"The penultimate day," Espin said, cutting Deilla off before she could speak. "Soon be demon butt kicking time. How can you not be happy with demon butt kicking?"
"Or possible end of the world," Isha pointed out. Espin shrugged.
"We've perfected our spell," Deilla said. "We're ready."
Isha couldn't help but smile. Finally, Since they had come up with this plan it had taken far too long, in her eyes anyway, to perfect the magic they needed for it.
The only way Isha could accompany her allies into the cave system, where Effy currently was undercover, was to shrink to the size of the Nymphs. They had been trying for nearly ten days to get this spell right. Various items had been deformed or blown up in the various attempts.
"Does it work?" Isha asked skeptically. She had seen some pretty horrendous failures, and when she was the one having the magic done on her it looked terrifying.
"One hundred percent," Espin replied, she paused, thinking. "Give or take a few percent."
"That doesn't sound like one hundred percent," Isha groaned.
"Whatever," Espin said dismissively. "You game or what?"
"Worse case scenario is at least I got these awesome sunglasses," Espin said, putting on some tiny sunglasses Isha hadn't realised she'd been holding.
"You shrunk my sunglasses!" Isha almost shouted.
"Hey," Espin said. "I'm a Sun Nymph. I need to look the part."
"Yeah but not with....." Isha started, then stopped herself. It wasn't important and the glasses looked better on Espin anyway. Shit, anything would look better on that beautiful nymph, Isha thought.
"Will my clothes shrink?" She asked instead.
"Um.....yeah," Deilla said. Her face portrayed the doubt.
"Wow," Isha said. "You two are really filling me with confidence. Let's just get it over with."
"Okay," Deilla said. She took Espins hand. Only just hiding the flush in her skin at the touch of the pretty blonde. She focused on Isha. "Try to relax."
"Easy for you to say," Isha said. "You're not the one having your molecules rearranged."
"Ooh, sounds kinky," Espin said, giggling.
"How is that kin......." Isha tried to reply. There was a flash of red light that temporarily blinded the three young women. Deilla had recanted the spell, drawing energy from her powerful Sun Nymph friend. Isha felt her towel slip and she grabbed it holding it against herself.
As they regained their eyesight it was Espin who first noticed that something had gone wrong.
"Oh shit," she said, laughing. "Not quite what we wanted." She started laughing harder.
Isha looked down. Everything seemed proportional, she thought. Towel still on, only just, but still a bonus. It felt bigger though. Then she noticed her surroundings. She had shrunk, but it wasn't exactly what they had in mind.
When she looked up, the seat cushion of the sofa was level with her head. She was just under two feet tall.
"Mother Earth," Isha gasped. "You've turned me into a child."
Espin laughed hard, doubling over.
"Not technically," Deilla said. "You're still an adult."
"A FUCKING TODDLER ADULT!" Isha cried.
"Oh shit..... I'm gonna..... wet..... myself" Espin cried between snorts. She quickly flew off, laughing into the distance.
Deilla was panicking, reading through her notes. "It's okay," she said.
"IT'S NOT OKAY," Isha shouted. She suddenly realised shouting wouldn't help. "I hope you can change me back?"
"I need Espin back," Deilla muttered.
Isha stomped around, waiting for Espin to come back. Deilla bit her lip. She looked like a toddler about to throw a tantrum.
"Fuck me that was close," Espin said, coming back into the room. She took one look at Isha and started laughing again. "Does the baby want a wee wee?"
"Laugh it up," Isha said, angrily. "I thought you said you had this perfected."
"We did," Deilla said. "I just didn't quite use enough magic."
Before Isha could say anything Deilla grabbed Espins hand and the room filled with red light. Isha zipped back to full height before Deilla repeated the incantation in reverse and Isha shrank to two inches high. She was swamped by the giant towel.
Deilla and Espin watched in hope as a tiny figure moved beneath the white towel.
"It worked, but I'm naked," Isha said. She popped her head out of the edge of the towel before fighting her way out of the rest of the fabric. She stood in front of the two nymphs. She attempted to cover her breasts with one arm, whilst cupping a hand over her groin area.
Espin laughed. "Don't be shy sweetie," she said. "We're all adults. Besides, we need to check that everything's in proportion."
"Perv at me you mean," Isha mumbled.
"And that," Espin said. She turned to Deilla and gave her a sweet smile. "It worked Muscles. Good work." Espin held up her hand and Deilla high fived it.
Deilla blushed. Annoyed at herself for enjoying the blonde Nymphs praise.
"Thank you," she said.
Espin turned back to Isha and walked over to her. She stood close and took Isha's shoulders in her hands. She ran her hands over her arms before moving them to Isha's waist.
Isha's skin flushed hot. Espin was even more beautiful when she was the same size as you. Everything about her so perfectly formed. Espin fingered Isha ribs just below the smooth brown skin.
"What...what are you doing?" Isha gasped slightly at Espins soft touch.
"Everything seems in order," Espin mused. Her hands were on Isha's hips now. She moved one in and traced the contours of her flat stomach. "Perfectly proportioned."
"Espin....please," Isha said. Parts of her body were practically on fire. A moan escaped her as Espins hand slid up to her chest, pulling the arm away.
"Effy said to look after you," Espin said. "I need to make sure everything's okay."
Espin squeezed one of Isha's firm round breasts and the Indian girl groaned. Her nipples were as hard as pearls.