Changing Your Ways

Tatyana simply stood and watched.

She couldn't help it. This whole situation was too thrilling to do anything else.

It had been six weeks since she had learned that Abbigail had been sleeping with one of her co-workers for nearly a year - Tatyana had broken up with Abby then and there. However, the cheater had barely shown remorse, and that had been too much for the spurned woman to bare.

She had kept her wiccan ancestry and abilities a secret from Abby for their six year relationship, but now she couldn't help but unleash them now. Tatyana had a vengeful streak, and bore a grudge better than most, and so her mind went back to all the times when they had discussed their lack of intimacy as a couple and Abby had assured her partner that it was just a phase she was going through. She remembered all the semi-cruel jokes she had made about being much taller than Tatyana. All of it had culminated in her partner's seeming disregard for how she had hurt the wiccan woman with her infidelity.

So, Tatyana had taken what she deemed appropriate measures.

First, she had made it so that any 'short' jokes would be a thing of the past. Abbigail had been utterly confused and terrified as the world expanded around her. Tatyana had enjoyed chasing her shrinking ex around their home as she had tried and failed to escape. After she had settled down, Tatyana had lied and told her ex that she would restore her soon, but that she had to stay here with her for a week or two.

Begrudgingly, Abbigail had accepted.

Then came Tatyana's next spell. She wove her magic in such a way that her former partner would gradually find her sex drive amplified, so much so that it would consume her mind. This spell worked its way through Abbigail's brain over the next two weeks, and when it was time that Tatyana had said she'd restore Abby's mind, the shrunken woman barely cared about restoring her size. All she wanted was assurances that her giantess former-partner would satisfy her seemingly endless desires.

Then came the second part of that curse, the two were indeed intimate but the more they were, the more Abby's body would shift. She had always been a good looking girl, but far more in the quirky, unconventional space - shoulder length brunette hair, freckles, glasses, a modest figure - but the more she satisfied herself, the more her appearance changed. Abby had always chided certain kinds of beauty, particularly conventional attractiveness, so Tatyana had made it so that her body shifted into a far more blonde and buxom shape.

The final spell was simpler. It would make Abby utterly devoted to Tatyana as time went on. This was more than a simple 'devotion' spell, especially compounded with the previous magics. Abby now saw Tatyana now as the only person who could satisfy her endless sex drive, but given her unfocused mind and dwindled stature, she saw Tatyana as some kind of goddess-like figure. 

So it was that Tatyana walked into her bedroom and found Abby waiting, wearing a shrunken bit of lingerie that the wiccan had arranged for her weeks ago. She was almost shaking, rubbing her hands across her skin, her eyes fixated on the towering object of her devotion. Gone was any desire for escape, or to return to her normal size, gone was the bespectacled brunette in her quirky attire, replaced with a tiny, buxom blonde who ached for stimulation.

Abby looked up at Tatyana, barely able to speak. 

The towering woman just regarded her, she couldn't help it, eventually she just smiled and told her little pet. "Sorry sweetie, I've got a date tonight."

A smirk creased her lips as she started to get ready. Abby looked confused, disappointed, but couldn't find the words to voice any objection.