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A LITTLE Problems At The Office - By WEKM Devin had just about reached the end of it all. He had been hired on with the company the year before with the promise of rapid advancement, stock options, and that his voice and opinions would have weight. To date he had yet to see even a single pay raise, let alone advancement or stock options. In fact, three people had been hired in above him; were getting those things, and handing their workloads off onto him as their subordinate. That alone wasn't his main gripe. He was perfectly content to compete for a position. It was the fact that those three were, well, honestly, to call them 'less qualified' would be an insult to the phrase. The truth is that all three were political hires. They were women, and the company had been short on its quotas of minority employees if it wanted to compete for government contracts. Two of the three did not even have any training or experience in Devin's field. When he had found out that they had each been chosen for their looks, well that was the last straw. He would have never even found that out if he hadn't been dabbling in his favorite hobby during his lunch break. You see, Devin is, what you might call, an apprentice wizard. His uncle was teaching him magic. The fact that he was the only son in his family, is why he was learning from his mother's brother. His mother had taught him the basics and theories while he was growing up, but each gender had different paths to the mystical powers commonly referred to as 'magic'. Therefore, in order for Devin to learn he had to be taught by a male, and that left his uncle as the only family member 'of power' near enough to instruct him when he'd finally turned thirteen and was ready to enter his training. Now Devin was not at all displeased with learning from his uncle. His mother had told him growing up of how her brother was, very likely, the most powerful wizard known to the counsel, of this day and age. Also, while she admitted that she had very little talent and aptitude for magic, she saw in Devin the same abundance of potential as her brother, if not more. In fact through his natural abilities, eagerness to learn, and his uncle's gift for teaching, as well as his level of power, Devin was easily three planes ahead of nearly all others his age, including those attending the secret college of sorcery in England. But, that was a fact, which his uncle hadn't shared with Devin. He wanted to maintain Devin's seemingly insatiable thirst for learning, and not give him a false sense of pride. Even if he was well deserving of it. Devin had been practicing 'spirit walking'. Spirit Walking is the skill of sending your mind out to other places to see and observe. Most gifted with an aptitude for magic can spirit walk to some degree, but what Devin was practicing was higher than even his uncle had instructed him in. Those of great talent, power, or who have practiced a great deal, (that should read as A GREAT DEAL) can take it to the next level. Those are they who can spirit walk and still maintain control of their body and interact with their surroundings at the same time. They are in a sense in two places at the same time. Now, Devin had been practicing and was only able to manage it when he as intimately familiar with both areas, but even most members of the counsel hadn't mastered that much. He was practicing by eating his lunch and spirit walking the halls of his work. As he approached one of the senior manager's offices he overheard two of them talking. "Man, I tell you Timmins, I do not regret hiring those three broads into the computer lab, even if they knew nothing about any of it. The last eight contracts we got were because of their looks. All we have to do is get that Mathers kid to do the work and write up the reports, and then have the girls present it and nearly any customer with an ounce of testosterone in his veins just signs without even thinking twice. And the best part of it all is the fact that because he is having to do most of their work, the whole department is behind and we can keep blaming him and don't have to pay him near what he is worth. Heck, we ought to cut his salary for getting the opportunity to work around those beauties every day." The two men erupted into laughter, most of which Devin missed. He was so upset by the whole scene, he finally lost his concentration and his spirit walk ended rather rudely and abruptly. The girls found Devin on the floor of the computer lab when they returned from lunch. I don't know how many of you have ever practiced magic, but to lose control of a spell is rather hard on you, especially an advanced one you haven't even been actually schooled in. Devin was taken to the hospital and held overnight for observation. The doctors were worried as his brain patterns were highly erratic. At midnight, out of nowhere, a man appeared in the room. He placed his hand on Devin's head. After a few moments Devin's eyes fluttered open. He looked up at the man standing there. "Uncle Mark? Is that you?" Mark chuckled, "You've been experimenting again, haven't you? How many times have I told you to not try new things when we are not together? You're lucky they called your mother as soon as they found you. If they hadn't bothered until you were at the hospital, she would have never gotten a hold of me. You know she can't thought speak over too great a distance. As it was, I could barely hear her over the noise of the airplane. Another half an hour and I would have been beyond her reach. You'll be ok now. So, you want to tell mw what disturbed you so much that you lost control of a spell, even one that should be beyond you as of yet." Devin recounted what he had been going through, and what he had overheard. He even went into great detail of how he was doing in his dual awareness spirit walking. Mark listened intently, only questioning him on a few things in relation to the spirit walking. At the end he continued to study Devin for a few minutes then asked, "What do you plan on doing about it?" Now it was Devin's turn to ponder. After about ten minutes of weighing ideas, he finally replied. "Well, for one thing, I don't think I am going to stay on with them. However, before I go, I think that there are several people who need to learn some lessons. But some of what I am thinking about is beyond what we have covered so far. Uncle Mark, I am going to need your elp." Devin went into a thorough explanation of what he wished to do. At the end of it his uncle smiled and said, "I have been wondering when your ambition was going to connect with your imagination and kick in. I have been waiting for this for quite some time." He reached into his coat and pulled out a small book. It looked very old, almost ancient. Yet Devin could see the attention that had gone into its care. "This book has been handed down from teacher to student sense the first warlock put a spell to parchment. This is not a book of spells though. Leave that to the women. There are some spells in here, but mostly it is about HOW different spheres of magic work." Uncle Mark continued, "Now I could continue to teach you spells, instruct you, and even teach you the spells you would need to bring the justice you seek." He paused for several moments to allow the magnitude of the choice to come, sink in. "Or, I can pass this book on to you. I would no longer be your instructor. You would be your own teacher. It is a hard road, but I think you are more than ready. In truth, there is nothing more I could teach you, that you couldn't learn better on your own, with that book. But another thing to consider, if you take the book, I must report to the council that you have it and that I no longer instruct you. This could draw a lot of unwanted attention to you, as most other teachers would not pass along their book until the student has studied for at least a hundred years. There are also those who like to hunt down and take these books from others after killing them in spell-combat. They reason that one should not be given their book until they have mastered the arts necessary to keep it." "I have shied away from teaching you combat magic, and should you chose to take the book now, you will have to learn on your own. If you do not take the book now, I will not deceive you, it may well be a hundred years before I offer it to you again. Then again, it may only be next week. The choice lies with you." Devin looked from his uncle to the book. They sat in silence for nearly an hour. Finally he said, "It is a lot to ask, to chose like this. The matter is heavy and must be weighed, I will give you my answer in a full days time." Mark smiled. "Very good indeed. You asked using traditional form. No other way would have given you a reprieve from choosing of that moment. However, this is a mater that by tradition must be settled in the day it was presented. So, a full day, I cannot give you, but I will return to you for your answer just before midnight falls again." With that he touched Devin's forehead in the teacher's traditional gesture of parting and faded from the room. Devin was released from the hospital in the morning and his parents picked him up and drove him to his apartment. Inside his mother sat down on his couch and looked over at him. She took his hand in one of hers and held his father's in the other. "Mark told me he has offered you the book. I know what it means, as does you father. We just wanted to say that, whatever you decide, we will be there for you." Devin took them both into a fierce hug. He knew that this might well be more than losing his instructor, but could change his relations with his family as well. They left after that and he was alone with his thoughts. They were long and deep, he didn't move from where he sat at his table until his uncle Mark appeared in the room at 11:50 PM. As soon as he did, Devin asked, "If you are no longer my mentor, does that mean I can't ask your advice anymore either?" Mark laughed, "Heavens no. You can seek council from anyone, including the council, just as you always have. It just means that I will no longer be your teacher. I am hoping that we will continue to be friends though. It is not like you are never allowed to see me again." Then Devin got down to the question that plagued him the most. "If I take the book, will I be putting my family in danger?" Mark's face grew dark for a moment. "That is an issue I didn't think would even cross your mind. But then I guess not having taught you combat magic, you wouldn't know what is entailed. However, it shows a great level of maturity to have and voice such concerns. First let me tell you just a few things about a magic duel. "First off, a witch or wizard must formally challenge anyone if they seek any of their possessions or power. To kill another magic user outside of a formal duel would not only bring down the wrath of the council, but any items of power that person had would become dust upon their death. Also the murderer would be haunted by their victims ghost for three times their number of years at their death. And to threaten or harm the family of another carries an even higher penalty from the council. "Also, another thing. No one may challenge you for one year after you receive the book. You will have that grace period to learn combat magic if you so desire." Devin got up from his chair, kneeled before his uncle and said, "For good or ill, I accept your offer, and the responsibility of my own education. I am honored by your belief in me, and hope to honor you with my actions from this day forth." Mark nodded his head and again took the book out of his coat. "You have always made both me and our family proud. It is my honor to present this to you and to no longer call you student, but to now call you peer." He held the book in both hands. He appeared to pull the book apart as he moved his hands away from each other. Then with a flash he held two identical books, one in each hand. He offered the one in his right to Devin and placed the one in he left back in his coat. "From now on you are charged with the care and upkeep of your book. Study it well, and in time you too will enter your teachings into it, just as I, and all others before me have." Devin took the book and rose to his feet. He clasped arms with his uncle, no longer using the gestures of master and student, but of fellow wizards. Then his uncle bowed his head to him and disappeared. The next day at work he continued on as if nothing had changed. Everyone expressed their concern, and that they were glad he was back. Being gone two days had really backed up his workload. It took him nearly a week to get caught back up to the point that he could turn his full attention to the dispensing of the justice that was due. During that week he'd skimmed through and had become familiar with the contents of the book. Now he turned his attention to designing the spells he would need. It was another two weeks of study, refinement and practice before he felt he was ready. He even waited until Friday of the next week, so he would have the whole weekend to reinforce his lessons in humility. Friday seemed to take forever to come, and when it finally arrived, the day seemed to creep by. Following lunch, after confirming that all of the parties he was interested in were back in the building, he cast his first spell. Now, none of the people on his list could leave before he'd dealt with them. That had been his biggest concern, that he wouldn't be able to get them all at the same time. With that out of the way, he was able to relax a bit until the end of the day. With a little magical eves dropping, he was able to confirm that each of his targets had come up with some reason to be staying late that evening. He then planted an urge in everyone else in the building to call it an early day. By the time 4:30 rolled around other than the two security guards, there wasn't a single person left in the building. At that point he sealed the entire building, and placed an aversion on it so that no one on the outside would want to come in. He then enspelled the guards to not notice anything that might be out of the ordinary for the rest of the time that he was there. And things were about to get FAR from ordinary for those left in the building. The first step started in the work lab. He walked in and all three women were at their respective desks, doing busy work and not really knowing why. "Good evening ladies. I thought that tonight we could discuss some inequality that has been going on here in our little group. Now none of you need try and defend anything you have or have not done. You see, we are going to let karma be your judge." He waved his hand and they all froze in mid protest. "It's very simple really. When I wave my hand again, you will each become the proportional size to the amount of workload you have handled, or the contribution you have made, that you were each hired for." He could see the terror in their eyes as their situation dawned on them. With that he waved his hand. Now, even though he had designed the spell, and knew what to expect, the results were still amazing. Five foot eight inches tall Stephanie simply disappeared into a pile of clothing. Five and a half-foot Karen shrank down to a little over two and a half feet tall. While five foot eleven Amy, shrank the least, appearing to be just over four feet tall. What did surprise him though was how the spell effected each of their clothing. It seemed that only Amy's glasses; bra and pantyhose shrank along with her while the rest of her clothes stayed the same size. Karen shrank out of everything except her bra, stockings, garters, and her shoes. Apparently she wasn't wearing any panties to begin with. Checking out the pile of clothes left by Stephanie, it looked as if nothing shrank along with her, although it looked as if some of her undergarments had tried to. Her bra looked like it would barely fit a child, and her panties would fit a large doll. Her pantyhose were unaffected. When he picked them up something slid down into the toe of one of the legs. Raising it up for a better look, he saw that it was a teeny, naked, little Stephanie, not even three and a half inches tall. He reached in and pulled her out then walked over to Karen and placed her in her hands. "You take good care of her now. I don't want any of you hurt." His spell had informed him on how much each of them had shrunk, as well as their current height. "Now then ladies, we see your true worth. Steph, you haven't really done anything productive here besides fill a quota as a minority. You have only fulfilled five percent of the role you were hired for. I even offered to teach you anything you wanted to help you fill in the training and background you lacked to do this job. But no, you were just happy to pass any assignments over to me and go about flirting with all the senior managers and government contractors. If all you wanted was to become a trophy wife, well now you have your wish. At 3 2/3 inches tall, you will easily fit on the top of any trophy." He smiled at the tiny woman, cowering in Karen's hand. Next he looked up just a bit into Karen's eyes. "Karen, you I expected a lot more from. You are the only one of the three of you who actually had a background in our field. But you just skated along doing only those assignments that would bring you a lot of recognition from higher up, or just flat out stealing the credit for work that I did. In fact you resorted to that more and more. It is probably only your earlier efforts that kept you from becoming as small as Stephanie." He glanced down at Steph after mentioning her. She had her arms over her head trying to protect herself as she was racked by sobs of despair. He felt sorry for her in her situation. She really had just been trying to get a husband so she could get out of the lab where she felt so intimidated and like she was a hindrance. But Karen? He turned his attention back to her. "You, my dear have proven yourself to be a cold hearted manipulative little bitch. Well little you are now in fact as well. Fifty percent of you original height, just as you only have actually produced half of the work you were hired for, yourself. You now stand a mere two feet nine inches tall, shorter than the pockets of many men's pants. But with your little high heels on you will be at the perfect height to be the little cock-sucker you have always acted like." The look of hatred and defiance in her eyes was exactly what he expected from her. If she had only channeled that fire into her work, she could well have outpaced even him. Instead she proved herself the back-stabber again as she raised up Stephanie in her fist and hissed, "You said you didn't want any of us hurt, well change me back or I swear I will crush her into a bloody pulp right before your eyes." Steph was squirming in her grasp, her little face clearly showing her pain as the woman so much larger than her tightened her grip. Devin glared back into her cold eyes, "You REALLY don't want to try that." "If you don't change me back right now, I will, and I'll enjoy it!" She growled back as she tightened her grip more. He heard the cracks of Stephanie's tiny ribs and saw her pass out. He was afraid she would do something like this but had truly hoped even she wouldn't go even this far. Never the less, he had prepared for it. "Karen, don't do this. You're only going to hurt yourself." He pleaded. Before he could even utter another word she clenched her fist with all her hatred and might. The tiny woman in her hand was crushed like an egg, blood and bits of gore squeezing out if her fingers. Karen let out a piercing shriek at the same time and then fell over unconscious. Devin fell to his knees. "Oh, Karen, I tried to warn you. I told you, you would only be hurting yourself." Amy had rushed over to her side. Seeing the crushed remains of Steph's little body in Karen's hand she grabbed Devin and shook him, "You can do magic! Fix her! It's your fault, now fix Steph!" He just looked over at her sadly, "Stephanie doesn't need saving. It is like I told Karen, she only hurt herself." She just looked at him blankly, "What are you talking about?!" Devin looked over at her, "When Karen crushed Steph's body, she killed herself. That was the shriek she let out. Now she's dead by her own hand, and Steph is in her body. See, she's coming around now." He pointed to Karen's body as she moaned and started to sit up. As she sat up, her features changed to Steph's. Her hair went from brown to blond, her eyes turned blue, and her face became the bright and sunny face of Stephanie. She stood up and looked herself over. "What happened to me?" Devin hung his head. "Karen tried to crush you, but only killed herself. I had to put you in her body to save your life. You look like you used to, for the most part, however I had to limit the changes I could make to her body to keep the other spells on you from failing. You have your head, and fingerprints. But, for the most part, the rest of your body is hers. You will only be five foot six when you are returned to full size, however there are some good things to come out of this. You now have all of her technical knowledge, as well, your body is now three years younger than your old one. And I don't know how you will feel about your new figure, but if you are unhappy with it, I can change it in six months once your magic balance has stabilized. I also put your body in perfect health." She reached up and hefted her new breasts, ones a full cup size larger than her old one, and then felt her waist and rear. Then she smiled, "No. That's ok. I think I'll keep it. After all, I always did think she was blessed with a fantastic body. And now it's mine." Then she stopped and looked at her hand. The one that had been holding her and had tried to kill her, it was clean, no blood or anything. "What happened to my old body?" Devin cocked his head to the side. "Well, you see, that is why I could only
change part of you. Your body was so small that there wasn't a lot to merge with Karen's body to change it. Another thing, in order to do that, Karen no longer exists. No one outside of this room will ever remember her. All the work she did is now yours. But to be fair to you, none of anyone's bad impressions of her were passed on to you. They will only react as if it had been you they had dealt with. Your personality probably changed the way a lot of interactions she'd had went. In fact I see one right now." As he pointed to her left hand. Now on her hand, there was a gold and diamond wedding ring and a big one too. She looked at it in surprise. "I'm married?" Then the knowledge flooded her brain. She knew who he husband was, or was about to be. She was getting married the next weekend. Amy then looked at Devin, "Well, you've told everyone else their problems and why they are the size they are. What about me?" Devin smiled back at her. "Actually, because of you I almost didn't do this. You barely had any more training than Steph did. Yet as you can see by the fact that you retained seventy percent of your height, standing now at four feet, one and three-quarter inches high, you are a giant among us. You studied and took classes and took on more and more. In fact when Karen had done less and less, your productivity soared. The first few months you probably would have been down around the size Steph started out, but as is evident by your size now, you have made great strides. I just wanted to tell you how proud I am of you and all that you have done. Your smile and personality have kept me going many times when I was about to toss it all." He had to bend down a bit, but he gave her a hug. He continued, "With Karen gone, I am sorry I set this spell to last the whole weekend. I wish I could just cancel it and return the two of you to normal. However, that could well be the end of Steph. So I guess now we'll just have to see it through. Besides, there is still the main reason I decided to do this. The three of you were hired for your looks and not what skills you had to offer. I mean to teach a few senior people some lessons in respect. Some of them are just using you as poster children to parade in front of people to get contracts, and still others want to keep you around simply to ogle at. I think that they deserve to know how it feels. Would you girls like to watch?" They agreed readily. He waved his hands and both of them could now see through Devin's eyes. He had them sit down, because sharing someone else's senses could be extremely disorienting. Then he left and went straight to the conference room, where the last of his intended targets were in a meeting that they just kept extending for no reason that they could think of, but extending it anyway. Devin walked right in and waved his hand freezing them before they could even respond to his intrusion. Then he walked up to the head of the room and stood there. He commanded all of them to turn and look at him. Once all seven pairs of eyes were on him he addressed them. "Gentlemen. You have been found guilty of being sexist. I will not go into the full charges, for I can see in each of your minds that you know what I am talking about." Back in the lab, Amy and Steph were surprised that they were privy to their thoughts as well. Devin continued, "I have decided that the punishment should fit the crime, and each of your own consciences shall determine the severity. You shall each be turned into your own ideal office girl, and you will only have those skills you thought she should have. You will only be able to act and dress as you imagined she should. Furthermore, no one here at work will know you, as anything other than who you will appear to be, however each of your spouses will know the entire story. How they chose to deal with you, is entirely up to them. You will live this out for the next week, at which point you will return to your present forms. But that is not the end. You will have a month to prove yourselves. If you fail to learn from this lesson, if you continue your actions or practices, after that month, you will return to your office girl self, and as her you shall remain for a year. You will then have another month grace period. If you again fail to learn, and revert to those practices that earned you this fate, at any time for the duration of a year, you will become her again, and as your fantasy office girl you shall remain until the day you die. However, If after the first week you can prove yourself for a full year, the spell will be lifted, and you will never have to worry about becoming your office girl self again. At least by my hands." He waved his hand before the group of men before him, and they all wavered like grass in the wind. When the wavering stopped, he was before a group of seven women of varying types. Three looked like absolute tramps, yet two looked like very elegant professional young women. Except for the ultra short skirt of one of them. The other, Devin noted, had been Dave Fritz, the executive vice president of their company. At least he appeared to have some respect for women. That is until he got a glimpse inside his head and saw the list of skills he had cursed himself with. True, he had a vast array of office skills, but it was the hoard of sexual skills and tricks and the craving to be dominated, that shocked Devin. "Boy is his wife going to have a heyday with him when he gets home," he thought. Not that any of the others were any better. Devin then cast forth the final part of the spell which gave their wives full knowledge of what he had done to them and all the stipulations, as well as, just what their husbands had done to their own minds. With a final wave of his hand, Devin dismissed to lot of them. They all got up, left the room and headed home. Then Devin walked back to the lab and ended the spell that linked his senses to the girls, who were both laughing so hard that they had fallen out of their seats. Once they gained control of themselves, Devin addressed them, "Well, now I have to figure out what to do with you two now. Steph, you will be easy, as your new fianc? is still waiting out in the parking lot for you. However I want to ask you, do you feel all right going home with him for the weekend at this size. After all, You won't return to full height until Monday morning at 6:30. I can cast a charm on him so that for the weekend he doesn't notice if that is what you want." She thought about it then giggled saying, "Actually, it kind of sounds like fun. But can you make it so he doesn't freak out when he sees me this size?" "Sure, no problem. Now Amy," he continued, turning to her. "What can I do for you?" She looked up tapping her finger on her chin, seeming to think about it. Then she looked up at him with a mischievous grin, "Well, I don't think it's fair that Steph gets to spend her weekend with a great big man." She paused long, relishing the confusion in his eyes. Finally she motioned him to lean down and she whispered purringly in his ear, "I want you to take me home with you." Devin's eyes shot open and he stood back up and looked down at her in shock. "You can't be serious. I mean, I shrank you. Why would you want to go home with me?" She put her fists on her hips and looked up at him. "I swear Devin, you must be the densest man alive. I have been trying to catch your eye sense I started working here. In fact, you are the reason I stayed even when they were treating us like they did. Plus you've gone and changed one of the things about me that I always hated, my height. I have always dreamed about shrinking, or at least not being so tall. Do you think I enjoyed being an inch taller than you, even if I didn't wear heels? I hated it. And I think Steph is right, being little with your man sounds like fun. And I do mean to have you as my man. You're not getting away from me now. Especially when I know you can do THIS to me." She said, indicating her reduced body. Then she sprung up wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him with all the passion and fire she had been keeping in check for almost a year. Epilog- Stephanie and her fianc? had a wonderful weekend. They both told Devin that they were calling it the best wedding present they got from anybody. Devin gave them a special present on their actual wedding day. He told them to not open it until they were on their honeymoon. It turned out that it was a shrinking/growing gun. Just set the knob on the side to the percentage size you wanted, point and shoot. The settings went from 5% all the way up too 200%. After the honeymoon they both changed their vote to the gun as the best gift. Devin and Amy left the company the next week, and started their own little firm, (Steph and her husband left as well to join them). They were married the month after that. Amy liked being tiny so much that she spent most of her time at four feet or under. Devin granted her the power to control her own size and she used it in their home all the time. Most of the senior managers Devin had changed DID learn their lesson. Only Bill Andrews, (the one he had originally overheard) was unable to change his ways, and ended up as his trampy office girl self for the rest of his life. Dave Fritz however, actually tracked Devin down after he had left the company, and begged a huge favor. He and his wife had enjoyed HIS office girl self so much, he wanted to go back to being her. Devin simply re-enabled the spell, then made a few changes so that Dave's wife could change him back and forth between his male and female self. Another wizard confronted Devin, exactly a year to the second, after he received his book. The same mage left the house five minutes after issuing his challenge. Only he wasn't really the same mage. Devin had turned him into a wishing fairy. From then till the end of time that wizard would fly around the world granting wishes to those who had been good. The fact that he looked like Tinkerbell from Disney's Peter Pan, had been Amy's idea. The next morning the entire wizards' council visited Devin. They asked him why he'd simply changed his challenger rather than destroy him as he had been trying to do and claim all of the challenger's magic. He told them that he wasn't after more magic, and what he had was fine. Besides, his way would help make the world a better place. The council offered him a seat right there on the spot, but he turned it down, at least for the time being. His uncle appeared behind him and patted him on the shoulder saying he'd made the right choice, following his heart. The council left muttering something about why BOTH of them would turn down council seats. I would say that Devin and Amy live happily ever after, but that way beyond my scope to see. And besides, that would close off the chance for their other stories to be told. End forwarded message --