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"Dude, did it happen?" John asked excitedly as he entered Kevin's room. "Yeah, two days ago. You're the first person I am telling," Kevin said and smiled. "FUCKIN' AWESOME!" John replied and went up for a high five. Kevin returned it, but with a lot less enthusiasm. "Keep it down. I don't want my parents to know yet," Kevin said. "Why?" Kevin replied. "You know all the shit that happens when someone's power's activate. I'll have to get Assessed and go to a different school, and everyone will treat me differently. It's going to happen sooner or later anyways, but I want to put it off for awhile more. Besides you're my best friend and I promised you you'd be the first one to know." "Dude relax, I won't do a thing you don't want me to. And don't worry, Ignatius School for the Gifted is just on the other side of town, we'll still see each other even if we aren't going to the same high school anymore." John was smiling like an idiot, it wasn't everyday your friend got magic powers, even if it had been expected. Everyone knew it was coming, Kevin's father was an artificer and his mother an enchantress, it was pretty obvious Kevin would develop some kind of talent. It didn't kick on at exactly some age, but typically powers came on sometime around 17. Kevin's seventeenth birthday was a month away so his parents had already started preparing for it. "So do you know what your talent is?" John asked, his heart was pounding. He hoped it was something cool and not too destructive. People with destructive talents often had a lot of heartache they'd have to suffer through. At least thats what all the movies said. "I'm a transmuter, and I am really good at it," Kevin said and smiled. "WHAT! NO WAY!" John cried out then remembered he was supposed to keep his voice down. John's heart felt like it was going to leap out of his throat. A transmuter! There were so few of them and their skills were amongst the most valuable! Hiring a transmuter could cost a fortune, and most people could never expect to take advantage of their services. Now John's best friend just told him he was one. John's face flushed and he looked around nervously. He knew there were somethings he'd always wanted to try, but though he'd never be rich enough to. Now all he needed to do was ask... "What's up?" Kevin asked, noticing his friend's distress. "It's just... I've had this fantasy about hiring a transmuter if I got rich. To make some changes to myself..." John said and trailed off trying to build up the courage to ask. Kevin laughed. "Oh I think I know what kind of changes. It was the first kind I made to myself too. Let me try and guess, ok?" "Um-" John started but Kevin didn't wait. Kevin reached his hand out and put it in front of John. Kevin's eyes glowed with a faint golden yellow light then his hand began to as well. John felt a sudden tightness in his pants and squirmed uncomfortably. It was like his underwear were suddenly two sizes too small. The light died down. Kevin smiled. "The bathroom is across the hall if you want to go check it out." "Um-" John said still not sure what to say. "Go on, I'll be waiting here." John got up and went into the bathroom. His fly nearly burst open when he undid it. He hadn't been a small guy before. Health class had taught him he was an average size. About six inches long and a bit over an inch wide when erect. That was before. Now he was nearly a foot long and an inch and a half wide flaccid. Below the monstrosity of his cock rested two testicles the size of plums. He wondered how big his cock would be when he got erect. He stared down at it in awe. Kevin was right. He was really good with his powers. John poked as his new cock and flopped it out on the bathroom sink, staring at it trying to get a handle on how big it was. The possibilities Kevin's powers opened up. John could make his secret fantasy a reality... He felt his monstrous cock stirring at the thought. It started to inflate like a balloon and just watching it was arousing him more. He tried to calm himself down, he didn't want to get a stiffy in his friend's bathroom. But there was no denying how turned on he was. He tried to put it away but touching it only made him harder and it was impossible to put the giant monster away in his pants while it was erect. He sat down on the toilet seat and felt it poking him in the chest. It came up above his nipples. He kind of wondered if he could... He leaned his head down and without much effort the tip was an inch from his lips. He stuck out his tongue and licked the top and shivered. It tasted salty. He had no doubt he could give himself a blowjob right now. That only made him harder and he watched as his cock grew slightly closer to his face. He was internally conflicted, but in the end gave in. He'd never gotten a blowjob before, or given one, so he didn't really know how he was doing. He just did what felt good. The taste wasn't really bad actually. In no time at all he felt was ready to blow, but it was too good to stop. He came in his mouth and instinctively swallowed. And swallowed and swallowed. Seemed his giant testes had him shooting giant loads, or maybe that was just because he was so excited. After swallowing what seemed like a cup and a half of cum his cock finally started to go limp. He opened his mouth and let it fall out. He leaned back on the toilet seat in a post orgasmic haze. He couldn't believe that had just happened. He couldn't believe how much he had enjoyed sucking cock, even if it was his own. As the blood drained from his cock he wondered if had something to do with the question he was going to ask Kevin when he went back into the bedroom. Looking in the mirror John saw he hadn't made too much of a mess of himself, but he washed his face anyways. He could still taste the cum in his mouth, it wasn't so bad but it was kind of... stale. He rinsed his mouth out with water and gently put his sleeping trouser snake back in his pants. He carefully zipped up his fly, which was a lot harder than it used to be for him. Kevin spun in his computer chair and turned to face John when the door opened."Pretty awesome right?" Kevin said as John walked back in to the room. John hadn't been gone too long, he wondered if Kevin had any idea of what he'd just done in there. "Yeah," John said plainly and sat down on the bed. "I did that to myself too. Every guy's dream, right?" Kevin said and John really started to wonder if Kevin had done the same thing to himself. "About that..." John said quietly. "Oh?" Kevin asked. "I- um- Listen Kevin, we've been friends for a long time, right?" "Since second grade when we both got detention for writing our names in the snow during recess." "Yeah... and we are close enough that saying something surprising isn't going to hurt our friendship, right? I mean, you're a transmuter now, that's not going to change our friendship too much, right?" "Right," Kevin said and looked a little nervous, this conversation sounded a lot more serious than their discussions typically got. The last time John had talked like this was after his two week long relationship with Megan came to an end at the end of sophomore year. "It's just... There's something I've always wondered about. Something I always wanted to try, but never thought I'd be able to," John paused for a moment then looked down at his crotch, "How long do these changes last?" "The longest a change I've made to myself has lasted is a few hours," Kevin replied flatly. "John where are you going with this?" "Kevin you're a transmuter now and I've always wondered-" John's voice kept getting softer with ever word, he took a deep breath, "I've always wondered what it would be like to be a woman." He said with finality. "Not forever!" he added quickly. "Just kind of, to try it." , Silence filled the room. John was blushing such a deep red that he would have made a ladybug jealous. His heart was pounding. He'd gone too far in admitting that. "Ok, sure," Kevin said after a minute. "Really!?" John squealed and he relaxed. "Oh Kevin thank you! This is really exciting for me! I'm so glad you aren't weirded out right now!" "Sure man, I mean it's not that weird. What guy hasn't wondered what it would be like to have tits and a pussy?" Kevin replied flatly. It was true at least, that he'd thought about it. It just wasn't at the top of the list of things he wanted to try. If it was for John, well, there was nothing wrong with that. "I know, right!? So are you going to do it now?" John asked excitedly. This was real. This was happening. He was going to find out what it was like to be a woman! Today! Kevin thought about it for a moment. "No not today," he smirked. "It would be pretty obvious to my parents if I suddenly had a girl in my room that my powers were active. I want to keep it secret awhile longer." "So, what, we go someplace else and try it? The mall or something?" John was more than a little excited about the prospect of being a woman out in public. He felt his monster cock trying to come back to attention. "No too much risk of someone seeing something. No, come back here tomorrow. I'll tell my parents you are going to spend the night here, you do the same with yours," Kevin said and smirked. "I've got an idea to make this work." --- "Light's off by 11!" Kevin's mom called out. "Okay! Night mom!" Kevin called back and shut the door to the basement. He scrambled down and John was sitting there almost bouncing up and down with excitement. The basement was finished to be like a one bedroom apartment and was generally where Kevin slept when he had friends over. They always had to keep it down. Well always before now. "So what's your plan then? This isn't that much more private than your room upstairs," John asked. "It's a surprise. So what kind of girl do you want to be? What do you want to look like?" "Ummm, I guess I haven't put that much thought into it. Hot. Red head. Big tits. Not too short or too tall," John said nervously. He tried to think of other things to add, but nothing came to the front of his mind. "You fill in the details," he volunteered wondering what Kevin would choose. "Ok, let's get you changed," Kevin said and reached out his hand. His eyes started to glow the same golden light. "What!? Now!?" John said nervously as the light hit him. It was about to happen! He closed his eyes. The change was actually without sensation. What did cause sensation was his skin shifting against his t-shirt and jeans, and his body shape changing against the chair he was sitting in. He felt locks of hair cascade down his face with just the slightest bit of curl. His pants got tight at the waist and his shirt got really tight around his chest, but virtually everywhere else his clothing started to feel too big. At the same time he felt like he was sinking into the couch just a little. He was probably getting shorter. Then it stopped. John opened his eyes. "Well I can't call you John anymore, any ideas for a name?" Kevin asked as his eyes ran up and down John's body. John blinked and looked down. His shirt was tight against his massive looking boobs, he couldn't even see his stomach! "Holy shit!" John shouted in a high pitched voice. Kevin shushed him quickly. "I have tits!" he whispered hoarsely and brought his hands up to cup them. "Big ones, like you wanted. I made 'em nice and perky too," Kevin said and smirked. He didn't care that it was John, watching a girl play with herself was fun to watch. "These feel sooo good!" John said in his sweet high pitched voice. "And this voice!" he said and cleared his throat. "It's a bit `teen girl' for me." "You said I was supposed to fill in the blanks," Kevin said and stared at John's tits, which still rested in his clutches. "I like it anyways, listen to me! Lalalala!" John sang and leaned forward to look past his tits. He let go with one hand and patted his crotch. "Woah," was all he managed to say when he found his old friend wasn't between his legs anymore. "You're hot," Kevin said and smirked. "You made me hot. Thanks," John said and stood up. "One sec." John made his way into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. He was every bit as hot as he wanted to be. His face had prominent cheekbones and full lips. He licked them in the mirror and giggled to himself. The sound of his voice was really growing on him. He pulled up his shirt and got his first view of his bare tits. He just stared at them, first in the mirror, then looking down at them. He grabbed them and gave them a squeeze. He gasped at the sensation and started to tease his nipples between his thumb and index finger. It was causing a new, but pleasant sensation to start up between his legs. He undid his fly and eased his pants down. Once they got past his hips they fell straight down. His pussy had a small tuft of dark red hair above it. Otherwise his body was almost completely hairless except for his head. Slightly curly red locks came down a little past his shoulders. He tossed his head side to side and saw it flash in front of his eyes. Then he turned his attention back to the new organ between his legs. He'd never been with a girl before. Not as in sex anyways. He'd done some heavy making out on a few occasions, but he'd never made it below the belt. Now he had a pussy to call his own. It was kind of pretty. He realized he actually felt kind of nervous about touching it. He looked in the mirror at the naked beauty staring back at him. She was hot. A ten, no doubt about it. She could get anything she wanted. She wanted clothes. It was a little odd, but John realized he wanted to try on some clothes. He could look even better. She could look even better. A name. John needed a new name. That would make his/her confusion less frequent. John wrapped himself in a towel. "Claire," she said in the mirror. She cleared her throat. "Hello Kevin, call me Claire," she practiced. "Hi Kevin, I'm Claire." She smiled at the mirror, the towel just barely covering her pussy and tits. She walked back into the basement. Kevin's jaw dropped. "Hi Kevin. I'm Claire," Claire said and smiled at him. "H-Hi," Kevin replied to the towel wearing beauty before him. "Can you make me some clothes?" Claire asked, wondering if the only reason Kevin hadn't was to see her like this. Kevin shook his head. "No actually, I can't. For some reason when I try and change things that aren't people I can't." Claire pouted, "That's too bad. I wonder what I'd look like in a bikini," she said and walked slowly over to Kevin and sat down next to him. "So what was your plan to give us some more privacy?" Claire said and as soon as she said it she realized what it sounded like she was implying. Her face flushed and she stammered, "I mean, um, to make sure you don't get caught." Now the idea was in her head. She couldn't get it out. Kevin and her could fuck. She kind of wanted it. She suddenly realized how incredibly horny being a woman was making her and she felt her cheeks burning at the realization. Kevin didn't seem to notice. "Right, well if we don't turn the lights off my parents will come down. And if we make too much noise they'll come down, and I'm sure there are some things you want to do with that body and you might get a little loud." Actually Kevin was pretty sure that Claire would get loud. It was something he'd added on to her body. Or tried to anyways, he didn't know if it would work. Claire's face was still scarlet as she heard what Kevin was implying. She was sure he was thinking along the same lines! Maybe that was why he'd been so calm about this, and so eager to help John try it. They were both going to end up fucking tonight! "Um, yeah," she managed. "I assume you have a plan so there will be more than just us sitting in the dark whispering." "Sure do," Kevin said and his eyes started to glow. Not expecting it, Claire just stood there stunned. The room started getting larger and larger, and the towel heavier and heavier. She was shrinking! It only took a few seconds and the towel fell off her, leaving her standing naked on the floor only six inches tall! "Oh my god!" she shrieked and tried to cover herself. "Don't worry," Kevin's voice boomed down at her. He looked like he was a hundred stories tall! "I made that body, you don't need to hide it." "What-" Claire said and relaxed her arms. "Why am I so small?!" she shouted. "Come here," Kevin said and knelt down near Claire. He put his hand out palm up next to her. "Don't be afraid." Her heart pounding Claire did as she was asked. She had to fight every instinct to run when Kevin's fingers closed around her. He did his best to move steadily, but to Claire it was like riding a roller coaster. She closed her eyes as the world spun around her and suddenly she found herself laying on something hard. She opened her eyes and looked up. "Now stay there a minute. Keep near the edge where I put you down," Kevin said and walked away. Claire examined the coffee table she'd been set on. It was flat and empty and stretched around her like a giant open field. She heard a door open and looked. Kevin was in a closet. There was some shuffling then he came out holding something large covered in a bed sheet. "Careful, I don't want to crush you," Kevin said and walked towards the table. Claire stayed very still. Kevin set it gently on the table and then lifted the blanket. Claire gasped. "Pretty neat right? This way we'll have a whole house to ourselves!" Kevin said, revealing the elaborate looking doll house he'd found. "That's one hell of a nice looking doll house! I thought you couldn't change things which weren't people! How the hell did you shrink a house!?" Claire shouted. "I didn't. My father and cousin built this a long time ago. It's really impressive on the inside," Kevin said and plugged something in. A light came on in the house entranceway. "Electric lighting?" Claire asked of the giant standing over her. "Yeah hold on," Kevin said and his eyes started to glow. He shrank to about two feet tall then jumped onto the table. Claire strained her neck to look way up at him. Also he was naked now and his cock was just above her head. His eyes glowed again and he dwindled until he was just a little taller than her. "Hey there," Kevin said and smiled at Claire, like there was nothing weird about her seeing him naked. "Hey," Claire said, suddenly feeling vulnerable with a naked man standing just a few feet from her. Well inches really, but to her it seemed like feet. "Let's go check it out, huh? This is something I always dreamed about doing every time I saw this little house," Kevin said and reached out and took Claire's hand in his. She blushed but he didn't notice, he was pulling her inside. It was a little Victorian house done in exquisite detail. Two stories and an attic. It opened up in the middle, but Kevin had set it down closed. The inside of it was fully furnished and even had working electrical lighting. "As an artificer, my father is very good at making things with his hands," Kevin explained. Claire was so taken back by how remarkable all this was she almost forgot that the thing she'd been most excited about was herself. She broke off from Kevin as he explored the doll house and sat down on the couch. It was a little bit firm, but it was reasonably comfortable. The fabric itched on her naked skin just a little bit. She looked down at her breasts again and smiled. Kevin made her a woman! She had breasts! She was horny! The sensation was new, but it was definitely familiar enough to recognize. She rubbed her thighs together instinctively. Kevin came in to the room and she eyed his cock. An idea came to her head and she smiled. It wasn't as big as the one she'd had yesterday, but that should just make what she wanted to do easier. "Kevin come here," Claire said and patted the couch next to her. "A little itchy," Kevin said as he sat down. Claire took his hand in hers and looked him in the eyes. "Kevin this is incredible. The most incredible thing that has ever happened to me. I want to thank you. I know we are friends, and this might be weird, but I want to suck your cock." Kevin smiled and laughed nervously. "Claire you are the hottest woman I've ever known. That you are also my best friend is actually sort of a turn on. I wanted tonight to be special for you. Tomorrow I am going to tell my parents about my powers and I'm going to have to go away to another school. I know my powers are incredible, and I am almost certainly going to be confined to a dorm because of that. We won't be able to see each other much anymore. Anything you want to do tonight I am up for." Claire leaned in and kissed him. It didn't feel wrong. They'd been great friends forever, but they'd never had any kind of physical attraction to each other. Now they did. What could be more natural than acting on that new impulse? Claire leaned her head down and laid it on Kevin's thigh. She licked her lips. She was nervous and excited. This was going to be fun. She took Kevin's cock into her mouth and flicked it around a little with her tongue. She could feel it getting hard. It was velvety smooth and a little salty. Mostly it was warm. Something about that made it erotic, or maybe it was Kevin's groaning. "Ngghh... That feels incredible," he said and gently stroked her hair. He was pretty hard now, Claire started to bob up and down slowly. She looked up and saw Kevin smiling down at her, cock in mouth. She tried to smile back at him, but that proved hard to do with a cock in her mouth. She turned her attention back to the job at hand and started moving faster. "Mmm..." she moaned and pulled her mouth off it, stroking it a few times with her hand. "This is unbelievable. I love your cock," She said and rolled on to the floor. She positioned herself kneeling between his legs with him on the couch took him back into her mouth. She could feel a heat and dampness between her legs. Her unexplored womanhood. She brought one hand down to explore while another played with her nipples and her mouth worked hard on his cock. Women were supposed to be better at multitasking after all, right? "Grrhn!" she tried to cry out with delight as her fingers found her clit. It was such a surprise, such a little button of flesh contained all the joy that her old penis had. She looked up, Kevin's head was back and his eyes were closed. Clearly this was working for him. She gently explored her new sex while she continued to work her mouth up and down on Kevin's cock. Her fingers made their way inside her wet hot slit and she moaned onto his cock. He groaned back at her. She was pumping three fingers in and out of herself in a rhythm with her head on Kevin's cock. "Oh Jesus, you are incredible. Stop, I'm about to cum," Kevin said. Claire pulled off. "Good," she said gasping as one hand continued to play with her pussy. "Ahhn! God I want it." And lowered herself back on to him. Kevin groaned loudly and closed his eyes. His cock twitched and she was ready for it. Or so she thought. A salty hot mess filled her mouth and she savored the taste. It was a taste of joy and warmth. She swallowed it only to have a second jet shoot into her mouth. Then a third. Kevin just kept coming and soon it was more than she could swallow. It splashed out of her mouth and dripped down his cock. She pulled her head back and he kept cumming, shooting all over her face and tits. She couldn't help but moan as he covered her, her hand still working her crotch. She gasped as she hit a crescendo of pleasure and he shot another stream into her mouth. It all felt so incredibly sensual. After about fifteen seconds of Kevin cumming it finally stopped. Claire's tits and face were covered in his cum, her hair was matted with it, and she knew she'd swallowed at least a cup of it. Kevin was panting for breath, but smiling. "Oh my god, that was the best thing that has ever happened to me," he said and blinked a few times. He looked down at Claire who was smiling back at him. His jaw dropped. "Oh wow. Did I do that?" he said and pointed to the sticky mess all over her. "That felt incredible for me too. I'd always wondered... it was just so much. And it felt so good!" she said and rubbed the cum into her breasts with both hands, groaning loudly. "Ohhhnn feels so good! I feel so dirty, but that just turns me on more! I want to do it again!" she squealed and licked her lips. "You look... you look like a girl in a porno," Kevin said. He thought she sounded like one too. Did he do that to her too? "I know. It's not entirely without intent you know," she said and giggled. "Stop joking for a second," Kevin said seriously. "Okay," Claire said and giggled. She started wiping her face clean with her fingers and then licking them. She actually thought she kind of liked the taste now. "Quit it!" Kevin shouted angrily at the slut who'd used to be his friend. She stopped immediately. She wasn't smiling anymore. "What's wrong Kevin?" she asked. "John-" "Claire," Claire interrupted. She smirked but Kevin's scowl convinced her to stop. "John. I need to know that this is really something you wanted. I need to know I didn't turn you into... this," Kevin said and pointed up and down Claire's body. Claire pouted. "You mean you want to know if you turned me into a sexy woman? Of course you did!" she said and stuck her tongue out at him. "No I don't mean that part. I mean how you are acting. Did I make you into a slut? You were always kind of reserved before. I don't know if my powers extend to people's minds or not and I am worried I might have done it unintentionally." Claire leaned back, cum cooling on her skin and she thought about her answer. "That's kind of a scary thought. It would be impossible for you to ever know if you did or not." Might as well come clean, she thought. No point in holding back now. "The answer to your question is no. Or at least I don't think so. Back when I was John I always used to wonder what it would be like to be a woman. In particular what sex would be like as a woman. I'd fantasize about it. I'd read stories on the internet of people who did it. Hell there's even a whole porn community dedicated to it. Mostly it's people writing stories, but there are also videos of transmuters or alchemists turn guys into hot chicks on camera and then have sex with them. I'd always fantasized about being one of those guys turned into girls, but even getting a temporary change costs an arm and a leg." "So this was like, your ultimate sexual fantasy?" Kevin blinked. "Yeah, can't say I expected it to ever happen. Or if it happened that I'd be doll sized in a tiny house, or that you'd be the guy I'd be screwing," she said and cupped one of her cum smeared breasts. "This is just so literally fantastic, and it's all thanks to you, and you are my best friend. I wanted to thank you for it. I wanted to make you feel good. I know we've talked about porn before and you love stuff like this. Being on the receiving end is pretty good too it turns out." There was a long pause. "This is all kinds of crazy," Kevin said. "No! You have been given an amazing gift! Sharing it with me isn't crazy! Me wanting to repay you isn't crazy! What's made you so worried? I am fine. I am the same guy I always was, only now I have tits and a pussy." "-and you want to suck my cock," Kevin said with a smirk, the first one he'd managed to crack in awhile. "Sure! Why not!? What's got you so worried all of the sudden anyways? You didn't seem so nervous when you changed us." "I came too much. Your mouth just felt so good I wanted to blow a huge load. I wanted to blow it all over you. Then I came in the biggest orgasm of my life all over you. Seriously, no one cums that much. I have to have changed myself without thinking about it to make myself shoot huge loads. That you were acting like I wanted you to made me think I might have changed you too." Claire stood up and walked over to the couch. She sat down on Kevin's lap and brought her face inches from his. "Kevin," she said and took one of his hands and pressed it on her sticky breast. "This is the only way you changed me. My mind is still my own," she said and they locked eyes. She leaned in and kissed him gently. She pulled back and locked eyes with him again. "Are you su-" Kevin was cut off as she kissed him again. It was a longer, more passionate kiss. Just by instinct Kevin's hand started to rub Claire's soft breasts. "I am doing this because I want to. You are my best friend. You've given me an incredible gift. You are troubled by the outcome of that gift. If I were still male I'd struggle to find a way to comfort you and make you feel safe. Now I am a woman. I can be so much closer to you now. Bring you so much more comfort. Make you feel safe. I feel safe with you," she smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Now relax. I want to have a lot more fun before this spell wears off." "Ok," Kevin said after a pause. "Can I ask you one last question?" he said shakily. "Is it serious?" Claire pouted and leaned back so just her legs were resting on Kevin's lap. "...Yeah..." Kevin said somberly. Claire sighed. "Ok, so long as it just one." There was a long pause. Kevin seemed to be struggling, but Claire was willing to wait for him to build up the courage. "Do you want the spell to wear off? I mean obviously you don't want to be this size all the time, but... Do you want to stay a woman?" Claire stared up at the ceiling of the little room they were in. It was incredible craftmanship, especially for a dollhouse. The ceiling had gorgeous and intricate woodwork and where there wasn't wood work there was the most lovely wall paper of flowers and vines. The color of the flowers was hard to see in the limited light, but she imagined they were vibrant and beautiful, so bright and full of life you could almost imagine they were real flowers. "I don't know," she said after awhile. "But I want to enjoy it while I can." Kevin laid down next to her on the couch. The did not kiss, and they did not hug. They just laid next to each other for awhile in silence.. "That was intense," Kevin finally said. "Yeah," Claire responded. "You want to fuck now?" Kevin asked. "Sure do. I bet it's going to feel even better. I never had sex as a man you know, I'll want to know from you how it compares to masturbation." "I'll write you a report on it. I'm going to go get you some wet paper towels so you can clean yourself off," Kevin said and got up. He'd have to make himself big again. He'd turn off the lights too, to make sure they weren't disturbed by his mother coming down to tell them to turn off the lights and go to bed. "What? You don't want to fuck this dirty girl?" Claire pouted, trying to look as sexy as she could. It wasn't hard when you were a bombshell covered in drying cum. "I'd rather get you clean so I can make you dirty again," Kevin replied with a wry grin. ---- "What's that?" Jessica asked as her husband entered the kitchen carrying a little white box the size of a throw pillow. He was always fiddling about and tinkering with things. He'd never say what he was doing unless she asked. Then like a giddy schoolboy he'd tell her way more than she wanted to know about it. She liked that about him. "This is my Arcane Stabilizer. I've been working on it for almost three years," Ronald said proudly and turned the thing over in his hands. Its only feature seemed to be a single recessed button on one of the box faces. "Really? Three years and you never talked about it? How come I haven't seen it before?" Jessica asked, she could see by the look on his face he was ready to tell her EVERYTHING. "Well it's been kind of a side project I've been working on in preparation for Kevin's powers activating. It's kind an antimagic lock. When I turn it on it will lock everything in a small radius about the size of this house into it's current state. It does this by making a map of how everything is currently situated and making that sort of the magical default point. Magic can still change things, but they'll change back a few hours later. It does this using chronomeric particles which interact with underlying leylines and inherent spirit-" "So we won't be able to do magic in the house anymore?" Jessica interrupted. She was intrigued, which was rare considering her husbands typical creations. "No it just sets a default state and imbues everything in the radius with the energy to return to that state after having been significantly magically altered. So let's say Kevin is a telekinetic. If he picks up the remote it's barely going to have any magic `stick' to it. If he loses control and accidentally knocks down a wall, well that's a lot more magic, so more is going to `stick'. The original material in the wall will revert a few hours later to its unaltered state using the chronometric particles. So the wall will rebuild itself." "That actually sounds ingenious," Jessica said. Typically when a child developed their powers they were examined and their general threat level was established. It had nothing to do with temperament, only ability. Children with dangerous abilities were forced to go to special schools where they couldn't accidentally do any harm, and where they would be surrounded by specialists to respond if they did. Since it was a crap shoot what kind of powers a child would develop, every parent of a child who might develop powers always dreaded that their child would develop some dangerous power because of this. The `schools' for children with dangerous powers were supposed to be very strict and draconian. Students would typically stay there for ten years developing control of their powers. Ronald's device could eliminate the need for that entirely. Children could stay at home, or at least live `normal' lives. It was hard enough having powers in a world were most people didn't. "Does it work?" was Jessica's follow up question. "Of course. I decided I wanted to use it before Kevin got his powers. It'll lock our house and all of us as we are." "Kevin's friend John is here too. They're playing video games downstairs." "Excellent, since him and Kevin spend so much time together it's definitely for the best he get hit by this too. Wouldn't want Kevin to develop his powers and do something terrible to his best friend now would we?" Ronald said and pushed the button. The lights flickered but otherwise nothing happened. --- Kevin was looking at himself in the mirror when the lights flickered. He ignored it and smiled. He was like a god! He had changed a few things about himself. He didn't change his cock, Claire had said she was fond of it. No his changes were a little subtle. Lose a few pounds of fat, put on a few pounds of muscle. Shaving down below seemed like the polite thing to do when someone asked you to suck your cock so he was neatly groomed there now. Oh and he could recover from sex in twenty minutes. He didn't want to make it too rapid after all, sometime for afterglow was nice. He had the a piece of a wet paper towel. He hit the lights in the basement and headed towards the doll house. It looked like a Christmas decoration in the darkness covered with a bunch of little lights. Claire was sitting outside on the table the house had been set on. She waved and smiled at his giant form. Chunky white globs of cum covered her tits and face. Kevin felt his manhood stirring, he was ready for more. "It's weird being this small," Claire said talking up to the giant Kevin. He handed her the paper towel, which to her was larger than a regular towel. "This is so surreal," she said as she wiped herself clean. Kevin sat on the far edge of the table and shrank himself down to her size. He walked over to her and smiled, his cock showing his excitement. "You wanna fuck here? It's almost like fucking outside," Claire said and laid down the towel. She sat down on it and spread her legs awkwardly. "Come on," she said, her quivering voice betraying how nervous she was. And here Kevin had thought the doll house would make her more comfortable and here she was asking to lose her virginity on a piece of paper towel on the coffee table. Women. He laid down on top of her, her knees up around him, his hands around her torso. He could feel the warmth coming off her body. He looked down at her and she had her eyes closed. He reached one hand down and felt her womanhood. She gasped, but her eyes didn't open. It was hot to the touch and very wet. Fumbling about he reached down and guided his dick to the entrance way. She groaned as the tip rubbed her lower lips. "Ooohhnnn... Do it. Please do it now," she said as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Kevin had had similar sexual experience to John, maybe a little bit more. He'd gotten a handjob once from Debbie Goddard, who was one of those cute sexual adventurous types. They'd both been fifteen and wanted to know how the other one masturbated. He'd fingered her, and she'd given him a handie. So in a way, he'd been inside a woman before, just not with his dick. Not knowing what else to do, he thrust hard inside without thinking about it too much. "AAHHHHN!!" Claire cried out in pain and her eyes flew open. The response was so violent Kevin immediately pulled back out. "I'm sorry!" he said and pushed himself away from her. There was a little trickle of blood coming from Claire's pussy. It had stained the paper towel they were laying on. "Cherry," Claire said and stared down at the stain in a trance. "I'm sorry! You're bleeding! Shit I'll-" Kevin was shushed by Claire putting her finger to his lips. "You'll go slower next time, and that time is now," she said calmly and laid back down. Seeing her laying there, eager and ready for him was all Kevin needed to go from half mast to full mast. He positioned himself above her again. "Gentle," Claire said and shut her eyes again. He lined up and slowly pushed his way inside. Claire opened her mouth as he penetrated her and let out a small gasp. Once he was in he just sat there for a moment. He was having sex! Right now! He was fucking his best friend! He looked down and saw Claire laying beneath him. Her eyes were open staring into the distance past Kevin. She too seemed to be thinking about where they were right then and there. "What's it like?" Kevin asked, he could feel her warmth all around his cock. It felt incredible. "Not now. Just fuck me," Claire said and started bucking her hips gently against him. He reciprocated. It felt soooo good. "Ahh, mmhn, ah!" Claire would gasp and groan quietly as he thrust in and out. It turned him on even more. He started going faster. She got louder. "AH AH AH, don't stop, faster! Ah ah ah!" Claire called out as she wrapped her legs around Kevin's hips, pulling him in further with each thrust. In the throes of passion Kevin leaned down and kissed the little woman below him. She seemed so much smaller than him. It made her adorable as she made her little o-face, grunting and groaning. He felt her suddenly tighten around his manhood. It felt even better and her groans became howls and the dragged her nails across his back. "OH GOD IT'S SO - FUCK FUCK FUCK FFUUUUUCCCKKK!" she screamed in her high pitched voice as her pussy started to spasm around his manhood. He couldn't take it anymore and shot his load inside of her. They thrust at each other tiredly, trying to milk the pleasure for all it was worth. Kevin collapsed on top of Claire feeling exhausted. He felt her lips kiss his neck, her hands run up and down his back. He felt her pussy give his cock one last good squeeze before it seemed to relax, perfectly content to have him resting inside of it. "Thank you," Claire whispered in his ear and then kissed his neck. "Thank you thank you thank you." "Uhnn," Was all Kevin could muster and he rolled himself off of her. She whimpered slightly as his cock slipped out of her pussy. They both laid there breathing loudly for a long time. "Incredible," Claire said and ran her hands up her body. They stopped on her breasts and gave them a good squeeze and she giggled. "Next time I want you to pay more attention to my girls when you fuck me." "Yes ma'am," Kevin replied weakly. "God I feel all warm and tingly everywhere. Especially down below," Claire said and sat up. She stared down at her own twat. "Man, it's all leaky. Good thing this towel is here," she scooted to the corner of the towel and dabbed herself with it. Kevin sat up and scooted over next to her. "How was it?" he asked. "Everything I'd ever hoped for," she said with a smirk and then gave Kevin a kiss on the cheek. "I just, I feel so giddy!" she jumped up and walked to the edge of the table. "I JUST HAD SEX AS A WOMAN!" she shouted to the chasm that was the empty basement. "Shh! Keep it down!" Kevin hushed. They were tiny and their voices didn't carry too well, but still there was no need to risk it. He stood up and walked over to Claire, who seemed to be on the verge of hyperventilating. "Calm down. Breath- are you shorter?" he asked suddenly. Claire didn't barely came up to his shoulders. Hadn't she been chin height before? Claire looked up at him, her eyes went wide. "Oh my god I am! What did you do!?" "I can fix it!" Kevin said and his eyes started to glow. He watched Claire rapidly grow back to her old height then it stopped. "You did that. When we were fucking your cock suddenly felt huge inside me right before I came. Before you came..." Claire said and her voice trailed off. "I was thinking about how small and cute you looked. I must have made you smaller without meaning to. I guess this is why I am supposed to let people know as soon as my powers manifest, so I don't lose control and make something stupid happen," Kevin sulked. "Stupid? That was fucking amazing! Fuck me again right now!" Claire commanded and grabbed Kevin's limp cock. "But I'm two for two on causing unintentional changes right before I cum." "Two for two on causing amazing sexy changes to happen right before you cum. Do as I say. Fuck me. I want to be on top this time," Claire said and threw her arms around Kevin's neck. Kevin looked at her and had to relent. If a hot woman who had, in less than an hour, sucked you off and fucked you asked you to go again, who in the world would refuse? Only someone unable to go on, and Kevin's cock was telling him it was ready, he could feel himself getting hard again as Claire's body pressed up against his. "Let's go inside the doll house. There's a bed that has read sheets and blankets and pillows," Kevin said. "Is it bouncy?" Claire said with a grin as big as the Cheshire Cat's. Kevin nodded. "My father always goes for authenticity in his models." --- Hours later Kevin returned them both to normal size. Claire went to the bathroom and showered as a woman. Having to sit to pee was a new experience for her, but it wasn't especially different. Wiping herself was new, and she had to consciously remind herself to do it. When she was finished she told Kevin she said she wanted to go to bed as a woman. Well go to sleeping bag technically. Neither of them particularly wanted to wake up in each others arms when the spell wore off. They were closer now than they'd ever been before, but they both thought it best to take it slow from there. The best approach to avoiding confusion was to avoid confusing situations like them both being men in bed together. Kevin slept and dreamt of tiny women massaging his cock. Claire woke first to find herself in an alien landscape. She was sleeping on something soft and a pale blue color. She was naked and cold. And she was still a woman. Light was coming in through a square shaped hole in the sky. A moment later she realized she was tiny again, laying on her pillow. The light was the sunlight coming in through the basement window. Kevin was snoring loudly on the bed on the far side of the room. Claire shivered and looked down at herself. In the pale morning light she thought she looked even more beautiful than before. The reached up and cupped her breasts, grinning. She still had trouble believing they were real. She felt a now familiar warmth start between her legs. There wasn't much else she could do before Kevin woke up. She moved one hand to her womanhood while the other massaged her breast. She hadn't really masturbated the previous night. Sure there'd been hands playing with her body, her own included, but it was never really solo play. She worked slowly at first, finding all the spots that had brought her so much delight the previous night. Then she started working those spots at a frenzied pace. She heard herself gasping and moaning uncontrollably and that only made her hands work faster. She rolled over onto her knees and worked her fingers harder inside herself. Her whole body shook setting her breasts swinging. Kevin had taken her from behind the previous night and she had loved it. Masturbating in the same position was almost as good. It didn't take her long and she cried out and relaxed, collapsing face first onto the pillow. She had been quite loud, Kevin's snoring paused for a moment and she thought she had woken him up. Then he rolled over and the snoring resumed. She lay there enjoying the post orgasmic glow for quite some time. Her whole body felt warm and tingly and she played with her breasts a little more and giggled. How could anyone not love them? After awhile the sensations died down and she realized she needed to wake up Kevin. She wasn't supposed to be this small. Or female. Maybe it hadn't been long enough for the spell to wear off. Kevin only said that they lasted `a few hours', not exactly a precise number. As for her current size, well maybe Kevin had changed her after she went to sleep. Regardless she needed to get turned back. She had homework she needed to do today. She looked down at her tits and pouted. They'd have to go away. For awhile at least. It was going to be hard enough for her to focus without seeing them every time she looked down. Plus she realized she had to go to the bathroom, and there was no way she was doing that at this size. Not unless she wanted to squat down like she was hiking in the back country. That was a bit more adventurous than she wanted to be with her new body right now. She stretched and stood up. Standing on her pillow at this size was like standing on a moon bounce. Her whole body rocked and jiggled as she struggled to keep her balance. Once she was steady her stomach gurgled and she burped. She giggled when she realized her burp tasted like Kevin's cum. That would have been a weird experience to have if she had turned back into John like she was supposed to. "Ahh!" she cried out as her feet made contact with the concrete floor. It was freezing! She walked across it to the edge of the bed closest to Kevin's head. It was like looking up the side of a six story building for her. "Kevin!" she shouted and was answered by a loud snore. "KEVIN!" she shouted louder. Again this evoked no response. "KEVIN!!!" she shouted as loud as she could. Being only six inches tall that wasn't really that loud. The sheets of the bed were draping off the corner of the bed. Trying to climb them Claire was shocked to learn her strength to weight ratio was vastly different than what she was used to. If she had been trying to climb this at normal size there was no way she would have been able to do it. Now at this size it was more technically challenging than physically draining. Getting to the top of the bed she looked down and felt dizzy. It looked like a long was down. She stepped away from the edge and suddenly the world started to shift beneath her. She fell to the ground and turned. Kevin rolled over, pulling the blankets with him away from her. She felt her heart pounding at the sheer scale of him. If he were to do the same thing rolling towards her, she'd have to choose between getting crushed or jumping off the bed. She had to move quickly. Running on the bed was hard. It was like running in sand. Combining that with the fact that running as a naked well endowed woman was incredibly uncomfortable and it made for a rather unpleasant experience. Fortunately she didn't need to run very far. She made it to the pillow and climbed up next to Kevin's head. Suddenly he turned and she had to stumble backwards to avoid getting crushed by his face. His hand came up and rested on the pillow next to her with a loud thud. She gasped as she realized he could squash her like a bug. This thought filled Claire's mind as she pondered what to do next. How did you wake a sleeping giant without getting crushed? If she was too gently he might try to `brush' her off. Too violent and he might jerk and crush her. "Kevin," she said softly to the giant face in front of her. She was sitting so her eyes were level with his. She could feel his breathing on her legs. "Kevin," she repeated at the same volume. He didn't stir at all. His mouth dropped open and she stared down at it in terrified fascination. She could fit inside of it. "Kevin," she said nervously, but he didn't move. She stood and slowly walked closer to him. Suddenly his head bobbed and she lost balance, falling directly on to his face. In a blur something came up and grabbed her. She felt herself moving and suddenly she was laying dazed on the other side of the bed, in Kevin's open palm. Her heart was pounding, but realizing she wasn't dead she sat up and looked at Kevin hopefully. His eyes were closed, his breathing regular. "Oh come on!" she said disgruntledly. She needed something more violent. She made her way back to the pillow and crawled slowly to the top of Kevin's head. Gently she grabbed a clump of his hair and pulled on it. Kevin's hand came up and batted at her. She held fast and pressed herself against his scalp. It smelled like shampoo. The hand moved away. She took a deep breath. "KEVIN!!!!" she shouted and felt a sudden jerking motion. She held tight and felt herself sailing through the air. "What?" Kevin asked groggilly as he sat up. He could have sworn someone shouted his name. "Kevin! Stay still!" a voice which seemed to come from inside his head commanded. A female voice. A voice- "Claire?" he asked confused. Something was caught in his hair. He reached up and felt a warm body there. `AH SHIT!" Kevin shouted and started shaking his head, thinking there was a giant spider on it. Claire held on for dear life. "KEVIN STOP! IT'S ME! I'M IN YOUR HAIR!" Claire shouted wishing desperately this would all end. Kevin stopped. Gently he laid back down. "Jump," he suggested when his head was near the pillow. The weight on his hair stopped. He turned and looked down at the tiny Claire, his eyes went wide. "What the-" he started and paused. None of his changes had ever lasted more than four hours, yet here was Claire, er John as Claire, still a woman. "You-" Kevin started. "Are still a woman. And tiny again," Claire responded. "Again?" Kevin said and suddenly remembered he had made Claire normal sized before going to bed. How come she was small again? How come she was still a woman? Then he remembered his dream. A dream of tiny Claire riding his cock like it was a bucking bronco, only she was the only one doing any bucking. "Oh Claire I'm sorry. It's my fault," he said. "Of course it is your fault. What is your fault?" The tiny woman asked. "I, um- I dreamed about you being tiny. I must have changed you unconsciously," he admitted, this was getting out of hand. He'd made a lot of involuntary changes last night and now he was doing it in his sleep!? No wonder people were supposed to come forward as soon as their powers developed. The danger was obvious, even to a teenager. "I see. Well at least there is an explanation. I was worried you'd messed up and I was going to be like this permanently," Claire said with a laugh, obviously joking. Kevin didn't think it was funny. "I'll change you back," he said and sat up. "Can you put be back in my sleeping bag first?" Claire said. "I'd prefer you didn't see me naked." Kevin paused. "I'm seeing you naked right now. I did a lot more than see you naked last night." "As Claire," Claire said. "I don't want you to see me naked as John. That would just be weird." She blushed a little at how silly that sounded. Still it was true. She wouldn't be comfortable being naked as John. "Ok," Kevin said and looked around. Not seeing a better way to do it he put his palm down next to Claire. "Hop on," he said. She crawled on to his palm and sat cross legged on it. He marveled at how warm she felt and how little she weighed. She was incredibly beautiful, sitting naked in his hand. He lifted her up and she rocked back and forth. "Stop!" she shouted. Kevin did as he was asked. He looked down at her awaiting instructions. "This is like a roller coaster to me. Can you please hold me a little tighter than just a flat open palm?" she asked and laid down. Kevin wrapped his fingers around her. He could feel her whole body now. One finger covering her tits, another coving her pussy, the rest holding her legs and torso, her ass against his palm. She giggled. "I bet not a lot of woman have been felt up like this before!" she squirmed slightly, enjoying the tightness and softness of his grip on her naked form. "Quit that," he commanded. "Just checking to make sure the straps are secure," she giggled again. "Ok, good to go." Moving slowly Kevin stood up and carried her back to the sleeping bag. He set her down in the opening and stood up. He suddenly realized how incredibly tired he felt. What time was it? They'd gotten to bed pretty late. And they'd been doing some pretty strenuous activity before hand. That was probably it. "Once I am inside go ahead and turn me back into John," Claire said and disappeared into the sleeping bag. Kevin reached out his hand and it started to glow. Suddenly John's head was poking out of the sleeping bag. He blinked a few times. "Thanks," he said and looked up at Kevin's naked form and blushed. He'd forgotten about that part too. "Umm, can you turn around?" John asked. Kevin felt naked for the first time since last night and hurriedly got back in bed and covered himself up. Under the blankets was warm and he again felt his fatigue hit him. He just wanted to go back to sleep. John scooted around on the floor like an inch worm until he made it to the bathroom and the pile of clothes he had shed the previous night. He pulled them inside the sleeping bag and squirmed as he dressed himself. When he was finished he got up and rolled up the sleeping bag. It was all he'd brought. He took a deep breath and looked down at his male form again. It wasn't so bad really. A little out of shape, but all in all not too bad looking. He looked over at Kevin sitting on the bed and saw his eyelids drooping. "Hey, I gotta go man. Mr Johnston's history paper is due Wednesday. Are you ok?" John asked, hearing his old voice sounded strange at first, but by the fourth or fifth word it felt like it fit again. "Just tired," Kevin said quietly and yawned. He laid down and shut his eyes. "Dude we have to do that again sometime," John said enthusiastically. Kevin may have been exhausted, but John had never felt so alive. It wasn't everyday you got to live out your greatest fantasy, and for John that had been last night. He pushed all other concerns from his mind, all he wanted was to do it again. "I'm telling my parent's today," Kevin said and yawned again. "It's dangerous... I'm dangerous..." He batted his eyes, having trouble keeping them open. "No you are not! You'll be fine, trust me. You'll be put in Ignatius School across town, we'll see each other all the time, your life will barely change at all," John said enthusiastically. "No..." he said and rolled over. "Dude, get some sleep. Things will look better when you wake up. After you tell your parents call me." "Mmmhhh..." Kevin replied, mostly asleep. John walked upstairs slowly, trying to be as quiet as possible. "Morning John, you two have fun last night?" Mr. Findal asked when John got out of the basement. "Yes Ron," John said suddenly feeling sheepish. Mr. Findal always told John to use his first name, it had been weird at first, and now it felt weird again for some reason. Ron didn't seem to notice. "Kevin still asleep?" "Yeah, I've got some school work I need to do so I gotta go," John said. "Good man, I wish you could get Kevin to be more proactive about his schoolwork. He always puts things off to the last minute," Ron said. "Nah Kevin is doing fine," John said smiling. The degree and amount of control Kevin had over the powers he had just developed really was remarkable. Kevin had always been sharp, now it seemed like he might be some kind of prodigy. "Well I hope so. I'm just worried when his powers develop he won't take them seriously either," Ron replied. John paused for a moment, then realized he had to say something to not look suspicious. "Don't worry, Kevin always takes important things seriously. Ok I gotta go, see you later," he waved and was out the door. He didn't want to tip toe around the truth any longer than he had to. --- John was struggling to work on his paper. `The Influence of the Congress of Vienna on the First World War". The title was stuffy and needed work, but the topic was broad enough he could write practically anything. If he could focus it would take him maybe four hours. But he couldn't focus. He kept remembering what it was like to be a woman. Then he'd get really really horny and masturbate to try and get some relief. Then he'd start writing again and have trouble focusing. His mind would wonder and he'd remember cupping his tits. Then he'd get horny and... He'd masturbated four times since he got home, matching his personal daily record. He had a feeling he was going to well surpass it today though. And he'd only managed to write a page and a half of his ten page paper so far. He sighed in frustration and leaned back from his computer. If only he could masturbate as a woman! Then maybe he'd actually be able to relieve the stress. It wasn't that masturbating as a man wasn't good anymore, it was just... Not what he was looking for. As if to grant his request he felt and odd tingle and suddenly the world was spinning. Next thing he knew he was a tiny woman laying in a pile of clothes in his chair. He was Claire again. "What the fuck!?" she cried out. The change was startling and unexpected to say the least. His hands instinctively went to his chest to check that his boobs were real and he was rewarded with a pleasant sensation. She smiled and realized she was still horny. "Fuck me!" she said and shook her head. She'd just been turned back into Claire seemingly for no reason at all! Had Kevin done it? Did his powers reach that far? "John!" John's mom called from somewhere else in the house. Claire's eyes went wide and she stared at the open door to her bedroom. What if her mother saw her like this!? What would she say? "John, I'm going to the grocery store. Be back in an hour!" John's mother called out and the sound of the front door closing followed. Claire sighed in relief. She was grateful she didn't have to confront her mother as a tiny naked woman. "Ok think," Claire said aloud and started trying to come up with explanations and how to change back. A minute later she scrapped that plan and formulated a new one. How to contact Kevin. Her phone was still in her pocket. Well, John's pocket. If she could get it out she might be able to call for help! This proved a lot harder than she expected. She was only slightly larger than the phone now, and probably about equal in weight. Moving it was like trying to move a couch all by yourself. She was sweating and collapsed onto the phone when she finally got it out. The screen felt warm to the touch and she laid there awhile kind of enjoying it. She pushed herself up and giggled when she saw that her boobs had left distinct outlines on the polished surface. God they were big! She crawled up and pushed the unlock button on the side of the phone. She winced as the screen lit up, its brightness seeming more so. Probably because she was so close to it. It would be like holding a phone right up to your eyeball. Stepping onto the surface she tried to slide her feet around to complete her unlock puzzle. She wished now she'd made a simpler code. After a good deal of twisting and sliding she finally got it. From there it was easy. Kevin's face appeared on the screen and she heard the ringing in the speaker. She pushed down on the speaker phone button and waited. "Hi, this is Kevin Findal. I'm not here right now, leave me a message," Kevin's voice said through the phone. "Damn it!" Claire said and dialed again. The response was the same. She tried a third time and still no luck. "Fuck!" she cursed and sat down. A sense of despair started to creep over her. She was going to have to get her mother's help. Explain all this... There were worse things. Maybe not many. But there were better things too! An idea came to Claire and she reactivated the phone. Another round of dancing was necessary to get it unlocked, but once she was inside she called Kevin's parent's land line. She hadn't used that number since before Kevin got a cell. It rang several times. "Hello?" Mr. Findal's voice said. "Hi, is Kevin there?" Claire said loudly directly into the microphone. She hoped she sounded all right. "Umm, yeah I think so, hold on," Mr. Findal replied sounding a little confused. It had probably been years since Kevin had gotten a call on the land line. And a call from a girl! Claire knew Mrs. Findal at least would have been excited by that. "He's asleep, can I take a message?" Mr. Findal's voice said. "Um, sorry, this is kind of urgent. Can you wake him up for me? Tell him it's Claire," Claire said and pondered. Kevin was still asleep? It was past three now! John had gotten up and left around 10 and felt fully rested. Sure they were both teenage boys, but even for Kevin that was an awful lot of sleep! "Ok," Mr Findal said with a hint of honey in his voice, like he suspected he knew why Claire wanted to talk to Kevin so desperately. He had no idea... There was another pause and Mr. Findal's voice came back. "He said he doesn't know a Claire. I'm sorry he's really out of it. He and his friend John were up late last night." "Please! Can you please wake him up. Tell him it's Claire. John's friend Claire," she said desperately. She figured she had maybe a half an hour before her mom got home and it would take Kevin at least twenty minutes to get up and over here. Fifteen if he really hurried. "Young lady I'm sorry but he seems really out of it. You'll have to try back later. Good bye," Mr. Findal replied sweetly. "Wait! Ron!" she called out, the phone was silent, but there was no click of hanging up. "How exactly do you know Kevin? Through John?" Mr. Findal said suspiciously. "We go to school together. We've been getting to know each other," Claire replied quickly. "I see. Well Miss, I suspect Kevin and John were up drinking late last night and now my son is hungover and can't be disturbed," Mr. Findal said with a hint of anger in his voice. There was a rustling sound like he was moving the phone to hang up. "Wait! It's not what you think Ron! I need help!" Claire called out. Her parents didn't have powers. They wouldn't know how to deal with this situation other than to call the police. Did this count as assault? "You're lucky I am a sucker for a woman in distress," Mr. Findal's voice came back. "Please get Kevin. I desperately need to talk to him," Cl