Quarantine Fairy: Going Out

"I don't care! I wanna go out and play with my friends!" Tristan screamed at the top of his lung as he ran for the kitchen door.

"TRISTAN! YOU CAN'T!" His mother, Grace, screamed in return, reaching out to grab the toddler's hands as he fumbled with the door knob. Thank god she'd remembered to lock the door after coming home with the last of the groceries they'd need to ride out this 'lockdown' thing. Of course, she never realized that the worst thing about the Pandemic was going to be locked inside for a indefinite period of time an unruly and hyper six year old.

"I wanna play outside!" Tristan roared at the top of his tiny voice, kicking his legs and swinging his fists. It wasn't fair! He hated being inside!

"Honey, it's not safe! You could get sick and-" Grace said, trying her best to calm her son down but suddenly a tiny fist shot out and whacked her right in the eye! The stressed out young mother grunted in pain and let go of her enraged child.

"I don't care! I wanna go outside! I wish I was the mom so I could lock you in!" Tristan wailed at the top of his lungs.

"Ugh, wish granted, brat!" A tiny, annoyed voice groaned from the stove, and Tristan looked just fast enough to see a tiny little fairy wave a wand at him before disappearing! And then things began to happen very quickly.

Tristan's lips felt too big for his face, and the world began to shrink around him. There was a swelling feeling inside his body as his bones began to ache something awful! He looked at his hands to watch them lose their tiny stubbiness as his fingers grew long as his hand grew big! The house around him lost it's cavernous nature as he suddenly towered over the nearby tables! He let out a high, feminine grunt as something sucked up between his legs, leaving a warm void. And he pushed long black hair out of his eyes as he looked down at his changed clothes...Being pushed out by boobs that looked like his mommy's! He felt another weight on his butt, and touched a hand there, getting a handful of bouncy flesh beneath the new pants he wore! He had become a grown up, just like mommy! He grinned as he headed for the door again, ready to go outside when the final change hit.

"OWWIE!" A tiny voice drew Trina's immediate attention to the tiny little boy laying on the kitchen floor, hands covering his eye. Trina's heart broke at the sight of her son in pain...But she also felt a little annoyed by the boy.

"Oh Gary, honey, mommy's sorry she bumped you!" Trina said, comforting her son. It was hard being a young single mom during the Pandemic, but she couldn't decide what was more annoying, being cooped up with her son during Lockdown...Or not being able to go out and party with her friends!