Breaking away for a second, i smile, and pull you down to the whispy embrace of a soft white rug. Now i lean into you, forcing you back with another d...ep and lingering kiss. You feel me over you, hot, and hard. Our kisses are more passionate now, Urgent. Insistant. Probing. You feel me licking, sucking, and gently nipping at the skin of your ear, your neck. I trace the length of your collarbone with the tip of my tongue, then swirl a slow, wet spiral toward the centre of your beautiful breast.. It is mine.With each breath, your waist gets smaller and smaller. Smaller and smaller. It feels like it is a 24 inch waist. Smaller and smaller. Tight and taut. As the pain quickly fades away from your waist, you feel a very odd tingling in your nipples. It feels like something is pushing at them from the inside.As you breathe, you feel your feet folding in on themseleves. They too are getting smaller. More feminine. You want to stop this, but you do not control your body. I do. Breathe. Feel. "At Ron's voice, I turned. He was standing outside of the pen, wearing renaissance faire clothing, which matched his suddenly flowery language, and his ears now ended in a point. He was an elf! Well, no wonder he was so pretty. The only other elf I had met had been an unbelievably gorgeous woman, Anya. I found out later that she was actually Titania, queen of the elves, husband of......oh shit..."Oberon," I said, my voice coming out more harshly than I intended."Thou hast the right of it," he. She helps me with my wardrobe, in other words.’ ‘Are you sure she’s not your mistress or something?’ ‘Absolutely not, in fact she’s so indispensable that were I to consider marriage, the woman, would have to pass my housekeeper test.’ ‘Okay, I’m listening.’ ‘Well the lady in question would have to meet Dixie and get along with her before I could propose.’ ‘Um excuse me, but wouldn’t it be possible to replace her. I’m sure there are other qualified women in the area…perhaps someone older and.