Charisma & Tiffany Part 4

“I am not a fucking tree!” Tiffany repeated.

Charisma put aside the shears with which she was attending the miniature tree on the conservatory’s work bench and stepped close to her visitor. “True,” she agreed, “you are not a tree.” Her hands cupped Tiffany’s exquisite breasts, slid over her sides and hips, clutched her buttocks, and trailed down her silken thighs. “You are a human bonsai, like all my previous lovers. I shaped your breasts, did I not?”

Tiffany wanted to deny Charisma’s statement, but she could not, for the magic brassiere that the sorceress had designed had enlarged Tiffany’s breasts, separating and lifting them.

“I also shaped your belly, your waist, and your hips,” Charisma declared.

Again, Tiffany was unable to challenge the sorceress’ assertion, because the enchanted corset that Charisma had given her had accomplished just these magical transformations, flattening her tummy, narrowing her waist, and firming her hips.

“I even made your feet smaller,” Charisma added.

Indeed, she had, giving Tiffany the enchanted high-heeled shoes that had caused her feet to shrink from size eight to size four.

“I have shaped you in many other ways, too, emotionally and sexually as well as physically. I have transformed you into quite an interesting, if rather bizarre, specimen.”

“Bitch,” Tiffany said, spitting the word from her mouth as if it were poison. She was no longer frightened of the sorceress. Charisma had molded her body and twisted her mind. What worse thing could she do to her? Nothing.

“I also gave you the locket that makes you long for my company whenever we are separate.”

Tiffany’s hand seized the fine gold chain about her throat and tore it loose, casting it upon the floor. “Thanks for telling me. Now, I’m rid of you.”

Charisma smiled at Tiffany’s naiveté. How could she be so simple after all she’d put her through? “Have your breasts gotten smaller since you stopped wearing the brassiere? Have your stomach and waist and hips widened or loosened since you put away the corset? Have your feet resumed their previous size since you discarded the shoes?”