Ten Percent Hex

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This is a work of fiction for adults. If you are not an adult, wait.

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All characters are above the age of 18.

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Jim was laying on his bed in what was formerly a double dorm room, but now a single. About a month ago, his roommate Pete was summoned to the Mage Chair's office. A day later, workers came in and removed Pete's things, and that was that.

Jim had a single, and Jim was bored.

The knock at the door made him get up.

"Yes?" he asked and his voice drifted off while he looked straight then down. "Cathy?"

Cathy, Pete's girlfriend stood outside the door. Cathy, normally about 5 and a half foot, with shoulder auburn hair and athletic body, was currently about eye-level with the door handle. Cathy who started with a lacrosse scholarship and transitioned to an academic scholarship looked a mess. She was wearing an over-sized shirt, shorts that came past her knees, and looked like she hadn't slept in days.

"I didn't know where else to go." Cathy stuttered out. She looked side to side up and down the hallway. "Can I come in?"

Jim stepped to the side allowing Cathy in. She barely made it to his chest. Jim had no words.

"Shut the door?" Cathy asked looking up.

"Uh, Cath. What's going on?" Jim asked.

She hopped onto the bed, nervously swinging her legs. He took a chair opposite and leaned in.

"Did you know what that ass did to me?" she asked.

"No. Pete? Have you seen him? He went to Mage Masterson's last month then his stuff was moved out. We all guessed he was moved to another school or long term project prior to graduation."

Cathy laughed. "No. He's being held at the Council for illegal magic use and other things. I don't know what to do now. The other mages don't know what he did and he's not saying. I hate him so much!"

"Cath, what? Pete's been arrested? What happened to you?"

"Oh, he never told you?" she cried. "I wanted to break up with him months ago. Then we went on 'One Last Date to Remember' as he called it. That's when he dropped a spell on me. I didn't know about it at first. It took a few days for my clothes to feel looser, then when I confronted him, he confessed. He put a hex on me. Every week I shrink by about 10%."

"What? Pete's smart, but that's a high level hex. I'm not even sure we studied how to do that yet."

"Oh, he's smart. Smarter than the Mage dept for sure. He wouldn't tell them anything about the hex except to confirm what I could tell them. You ever been poked and prodded by old men while standing naked because they say clothes would interfere with their results? I have. Dirty old fucks, getting an eye-full while waving their wands around!"

"Cath, they have no idea how he did it? They're the smartest mages around! They must have resources to help."

Cathy looked up from the ill-fitting shirt. "Nope. 3 weeks while they did things to me. Made me drink things. Chant my own spells. Hell! I'm studying accounting!" Her eyes peered out of the neck-hole, growing angry. "The only thing they could say is the hex is unstable and they're afraid of making it worse. They're consulting with others and will get back to me."

"Cathy. If they can't do anything, I don't know what I can do. Pete never mentioned working on a spell like this. I don't even have his notebooks. They took all that when they moved him out. What can I do?"

"The spell is I shrink 10% every week. That fucker put in a clause. I grow 20% for a blow-job. It was his way to keep me after I tried to break up with him."

"Uh, you do what and what happens?"

"You never noticed, did you? About twice a week I'd stop over here as you were heading out for class or something? I was always a few inches shorter when I got here, but my normal height when I left."

Jim thought back to the last 3 months of encounters. Was she right? He'd never noticed her height. He'd noticed her body and hair. She kept in shape by running and hitting the gym. But height of an inch or two?

"No, I never noticed that. Why didn't you say anything to me? I could have talked with Pete. Tried to figure something out."

"I didn't know if you were in on his hex or not. I eventually got caught when a shoe came off tripping me. I went to the campus infirmary. One of their tests is to see if you have anything magical going which could interfere with treatment. Once it came up, nurses let campus police know, who contacted the Mage Chair, and you can guess the rest."

"Uh.. about how big are you now?"

"I'm going to guess just under 4-ft." she said standing up to about eye level with Jim sitting down.

Jim looked at her in the over-sized shirt, shorts, and sandals and took a large gulp.

"You said you had no-where else to go. I understand why you don't want to go to the mages again. You want to stay here while they work things out? How can I help?"

Cathy looked over, right into Jim's eyes. "I need to suck you off."

Startled Jim replied, "What?"

"I need to find out if this hex was only geared to Pete or to anyone. I wasn't about to do that to one of the mages. "she said shivering. "Gross dirty old men! You knew Pete. We got along well enough, and I don't know anyone else who would understand or would try to hold it over me like Pete did."

"Uh." stammered Jim. "You want to what again?"

"Look." Cathy replied. "This wasn't how I planned my semester either. Your roommate Pete..."

"Ex-roommate! I had nothing to do with this." Jim interjected.

"Fine. Your ex-roommate, and my former boyfriend was a controlling prick who cast a hex on me that appears to only have one solution to my living a normal life. To put it in clinical terms, I need to, " Cathy paused to take a breath, "give you oral sex to live a normal life until the mages figure out a counter-spell."

"No. Why me? Why not another boyfriend?"

"Because I look like a child and I don't trust anyone else. I don't want someone who would hold this against me for their own perversions. Again. I'm asking a favor. A very odd favor. Will you help?"

Jim looked over at the well proportioned short-stack of a woman. He liked her a lot. She was Pete's girlfriend and he never thought past that.

"Yes?" Pete replied. "Although I'm currently questioning my own sanity."

"Me too." Cathy sighed. Her hands reached over to his zipper. "Mind if we start now?"

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"Hang on" Jim said with his hand on hers. "Are you Ok with this? I get this is a solution to your problem. But emotionally?"

"Emotionally? I'm the size of a middle schooler and you want to talk emotions?" She looked at Jim. "If you don't want to do this, let me know. Is it because I'm a girl? Pete said you didn't go out on a lot of dates. I'll understand if I'm not your type."

"Uh.. No, not that." Jim looked around. "It's not something that I was ready for yet."

"You're a virgin and not ready?"

"No. Not that. It's hard to explain."

Cathy sat back down on the bed. Feet swinging. "Either kick me out or let me know. We both have class tomorrow and I'd like to see above the desk."

Jim sighed and stood. "Fine." He unzipped his pants to show an underwear bulge angling down and to the left. Pants dropped to his ankles as he rolled down his underwear to reveal a partially stiff 10-inch cock.

"Last time I was with a girl, things got uncomfortable for the both of us." Pete explained.

"Mary?" Cathy asked staring. "Pete and I wondered what happened."

"Yea. We tried and towards the end she said it hurt. We didn't know what else to do and stopped dating." He looked down at his cock. "Don't believe all the stories. It's not that great." He flopped his cock back and forth with his hands.

"Uh" Cathy said watching the meat-stick. She hopped off the bed and grabbed it mid-swing. It was slowly stiffening and coming level to her mouth. "Uh" she said as she started to put her mouth around the head.

"Cath?" Jim asked as she tried to put Jim's cock in her mouth. "Don't hurt yourself."

Cathy looked up, both hands on his fully erect penis. "I won't." She stroked it. Up and down the glans. Her hands not quite making it around. "You might want to sit down. Or lie down on the bed."

Jim backed up to his bed, opposite what was Pete's bed. Laying down with his stiff rod still in Cathy's hands as she slowly massaged the tip. "Move over so I can get up there too."

Jim shifted to the middle of the bed and looked over to see Cathy kneeling in front of his erect penis. Her mouth positioned just over the cock-head as she opened her mouth and began to see what she could fit. The head just about fit into her mouth, but not much more. She slowly started to stroke the shaft while massaging the head with her mouth. Jim lay back and uttered, "Uh"

"Oh, your turn?" Cathy came up for air. Her hands moving up and down from the head to mid-shaft. As her rhythm changed Jim began to moan. "Yea. Enjoying it?" Cathy asked. Jim moaned an affirmative as his eyes rolled back.

Cathy slowly bent down, placing her mouth over the head again. This time she licked, prodded, and generally got sloppy, giving lube to her hands moving up and down in time to Jim's moans and pelvic thrusts. "You're lucky I've got some practice. Between my size and your size, this would have been a problem." Jim moaned something between a What and an Ok as she squeezed and massaged.

Jim paused for a second, tensed and uttered, "I'm!" before a firehose of cum shot out. "Dammit!" Cathy said while leaning forward quickly. She greedily attached to the end of Jim's cock head and held on. Jim's hips thrust multiple times and Cathy did her best to capture all she could.

Finally Jim stopped moving. His breath rapid. He looked down at his still stiff member and Cathy attached like a lamprey. "Cath?" She detached from the tip, looked at him and said, "We have to work on warning me next time."

Cathy hopped down from the bed. Walked over to Jim, laying down and planted a kiss on his cheek. "Lets see if it worked." Jim looked over at her, and noticed she glowed for a second.

"Is that supposed to happen?" he asked.

Cathy got quiet. "Yes. I'm tingling. I think it - eugh" and the glowing stopped as she slowly increased in size.

She stumbled towards the bed, it came just below her waist now.

"Got another in you?" she asked Jim hopefully.

Jim shook his head. "I'm going to need a few minutes." Propping up on his elbows, he looked over at Cathy. "While we wait, can you explain what's going on. Pete put a spell on you. You shrink unless you give..uh..., then you grow? How do you hide it? How often did you and Pete, uh.." his voice drifted off.

Cathy leaned forward, eyes on her prize while it recovered. "Yes. Every week that I don't do this," waving her hand, "I shrink. I grow like you saw. Pete had me stop by every two or three days. I never get above my normal height and this was the smallest I've ever been."

"How tall are you now? Were you before?"

"Normally, I'm about 5-ft five or six. When you saw me at your door, I guess around 3 and a half. Currently?" she paused thinking. "Just over 4 ft would be my guess. I'm thinking two more to get back to full height."

Jim gulped. "Lets see if we can get one more tonight? Would that be ok?"

"Yea, that'd be over 5 ft. I don't think most people would notice that when I get back to my dorm. Unless you have a spare bed." she said eyeing Pete's bed and Jim.