"Here we go," Nia announced as she pulled a folded garment out of the wooden trunk at the foot of her bed. Then she turned and held it out for me and said, "This ought to work just fine."
It unfolded to reveal what would have been a scandalously short and tight pyjama top on her, but would be a lot more comfortable and modest on my tiny frame. As I took it from her I also noticed the bubblegum pink material felt nice and soft too.
"Thanks Nia," I mumbled as I looked it over.
The two of us were standing in the bedroom her parents set up for her, and like the rest of the house it seemed fairly normal. About the only oddities were the continued lack of light switches and bulbs, and for a bedroom it also lacked a closet. Mostly her room was dominated by the huge bed.
It was big compared to the size of the room, her bed actually took up most of the space. And like something out of some historical show it had the four posts that went up almost to the ceiling, with a sort of fabric roof over the top. There were even curtains that could be drawn closed, to make the bed into a sort of big comfy private tent. And I'd already noticed the sheets and blankets were all super soft and comfortable. Same with the pillows.
About the only 'problem' I could see is there was just the one bed. Which Nia and I would be sharing. And granted it was big enough we could do that easily, but it was still a lot to get my head around. Especially on top of literally everything else.
"Kiki?" my friend's voice almost made me jump slightly.
"Mhmm?" I asked as I looked up at her.
She smiled, "I said we'll figure out some proper clothes for you in the morning, so you don't have to worry about that now..."
Her voice trailed off for a moment then she frowned. "Speaking of clothes, what did you do with your jeans and shoes?"
"Oh they're -" I started, then immediately grimaced. "I left them tucked under the table at the bar, so they wouldn't get in the way."
Nia gave me a worried look, "What about your phone and your wallet?"
"Those are in my hoodie pockets," I replied with a little sigh of relief. "Same with my keys."
She smiled, "Good. In that case we can worry about the other stuff later."
"Why don't you get changed first?" she added. Then she gestured towards her bedroom door, "I showed you the washroom right? It's the door directly across from my bedroom. You can use that, get yourself sorted out. Then you can get comfy in bed while I do the same."
I slowly made my way to the door as I nodded, "Ok Nia. Thank you."
Unlike all the other old-timey aspects of the fae house, I was relieved to discover the washroom seemed almost completely modern. It used the same dim glowing magic lights as all the other rooms, but I was very happy to see the fae had hot and cold running water and flush toilets. There was a big fancy claw-foot bathtub in the corner, with a curtain and a shower head too. And finally, on the back of the bathroom door was a full length mirror. Which I found myself staring at with wide eyes and pink cheeks only a minute or so later.
"Oh wow," I mumbled to myself. "So that's the new me. That's Kiki..."
I'd already seen my face in that magic hand mirror earlier, but this was different. This was all of me, my whole body at once, instead of just a few little glimpses.
Several words popped into my mind as I studied myself in the mirror. Some of them were words Nia already used to describe me, some were words I'd even used myself, but others were very new. Adorable. Cute. Tiny. Pretty. Sexy. Hot. My cheeks warmed up again as my eyes drifted up and down over my naked body, while my hoodie and t-shirt sat in a pile on the floor behind me.
To start my eyes were drawn to the unusual parts. My mouse ears were the first detail, they were each bigger across than my hands with the fingers outstretched. They were soft and warm to the touch, coated in a fine soft fuzz of tan-coloured fur.
My tail was the same, it was long enough that half its length could rest on the floor while I stood. I could raise it up and drape the end of it over my shoulder so it hung down in front of me. And like my ears, it was soft and warm, and coated with the same fine layer of tan-coloured fur.
If I ignored the ears and tail though, along with the way the bathroom seemed giant-sized compared to me, then the girl I saw in the mirror could have passed for any nineteen year old student at college.
I had a cute rounded face with slightly chubby cheeks. My hair was a soft sandy brown colour and hung down a hand's length past my shoulders. My eyes were just a tiny bit bigger than I was used to, and were a deep soulful brown colour. I had a fair complexion, with perfect unblemished skin. My lips were pink and healthy, a little wider than before, and maybe a bit pouty.
My shoulders were narrow, and my arms were smooth and supple. My sides tucked in a bit at my waist, then swelled out for my soft rounded hips. And in back I had an ample padded behind, while out front was my chubby little belly. It was the perfect amount of squish to make me feel soft and huggable. My legs were just the right length for my body, and were a bit thicker than modern media claimed was ideal. They looked just right to me though, as did my delicate little feet.
I shifted my gaze in the mirror, and found myself almost studying that spot in between my legs. Up until today my guy junk would have been there, now that was gone and I couldn't care less. Instead I focused on what replaced it, and how happy that made me. There was a small scruffy patch of light brown hair, and when I leaned closer and spread my legs slightly I was able to see my new delicate pink labia. Which in turn led to another flutter of positive emotions.
Finally I straightened up and my eyes shifted to those last two unmissable features, the things that had been distracting me on and off all evening. It turned out I wasn't imagining things when I thought my chest felt big. I had no idea how bra sizes worked but I was positive I'd need a large, if not extra-large. My boobs were impressive, even if they were proportional to my tiny figure. Two large soft jiggly pillows of smooth delicate fair skin, each tipped with a thick sensitive pink nub perched atop a wide puffy pink areola.
At that point I gave in to temptation and tried cupping them, then immediately had to bite my lower lip to stifle a little squeak of surprise. They were definitely much more than a handful, but more importantly it just felt really wonderful being able to do that. It was more than just feeling good or stimulating, it felt right. Like this was how my body should have been all along.
I probably spent another ten or fifteen seconds just standing there basking in the euphoria, before I reluctantly pulled my hands away from my soft squishy bouncy chest. I knew Nia was waiting for her turn in the washroom, and I really didn't want to have to explain that I got distracted playing with my big beautiful new boobs.
The borrowed pink nightshirt fit ok, and the thin fabric was a lot softer than my t-shirt. After that I quickly finished getting ready for bed, then I gathered up the hoodie and tee before quietly padding back across the hall and into my best friend's bedroom.
Nia had already gotten changed while I was busy, like me she was now dressed in nothing but a nightshirt. Hers was a light sky blue and it fit her a little better, but that also meant her long shapely legs were almost completely bare, from mid-thigh all the way down to her feet.
The gorgeous fae gave me a friendly smile as she moved past me for her turn in the washroom, while my cheeks warmed right up again. Not knowing what to do with my clothes I left them ontop of the trunk by the foot of the bed, then I had to practically jump up onto the high mattress. Nia already turned down the blankets so I didn't have to struggle much to get myself under the covers.
It took me a bit more squirming and moving around to try and get comfortable though. Laying on my back meant my tail was squished between the mattress and my tush, but laying on my side meant one of my ears was smushed against the pillow. And I wasn't even going to try laying on my front, now that I knew what my chest was like.
I got it all figured out eventually, so by the time Nia was back I was curled up on my side facing the wall. I had the pillow sort of scrunched down a bit so it supported the side of my head without bothering my ear, and my long slender tail was tucked down behind my legs. That left lots of room for Nia, and also meant my back was to her so I wouldn't accidentally see anything I shouldn't.
She quietly closed her bedroom door before gracefully slipping in under the covers behind me. I felt her turn, and I was positive she was on her side facing me when she asked softly, "How are you doing Kiki? Are you comfortable?"
"And are you still ok with being called Kiki?" she added. "As well as everything else that's happened this evening?"
I didn't want to seem rude so I carefully turned myself around onto my other side so I was facing her, which also gave me a few extra seconds to figure out how to answer her questions. Then I quietly replied, "It took a bit to figure out how to get comfy, between my big ears and my tail. I'm good though, and the bed's really comfy. Same with the nightshirt, it feels nice."
"I'm also ok with being called Kiki," I continued, although my cheeks were heating up yet again. "As for everything else, I guess we'll just have to wait and see? It's definitely been a long crazy day."
Nia gave me a sympathetic look, "It sure has. Tomorrow will be better though, I know it. I'll do whatever I can to guarantee it."
"Thanks," I smiled. "Good night Nia."
"G'night Kiki," she smiled back.
It seemed like I was asleep almost as soon as I closed my eyes, and what followed was the best deepest most restful night's sleep I'd had in a long time. Maybe ever. I had no idea if that was a result of becoming a tiny mouse-girl, or it it was some magical quality of Nia's bed, or maybe it was due to sleeping next to my best friend. It could have been all three, or maybe I was just that tired after everything else.
Whatever it was I felt pretty darn good when I drifted awake the following morning. I'd turned over in my sleep so I was facing the wall again, but I could tell from how bright it was in Nia's bedroom that the sun had been up for a while. I didn't care though, and I was in no hurry to move. I was super comfy after all, with something big and warm and soft pressed against my back, while something warm and weighted draped across my side and nestled up against my chest. Even my tail felt good, coiled around something warm and solid and leg-shaped.
That blissful morning grogginess lasted only a handful of seconds before my brain suddenly record-scratched me wide awake.
My eyes widened and my heart rate spiked after it finally hit me, Nia was spooned right up against my back. She even had one of her arms wrapped around and her hand on my chest, holding me close against her. Right after the shock came an excited little flutter in my tummy, when it occurred to me that she was cuddling me against her as if I was some kind of mouse-girl plushie. And my tail was tightly wrapped around one of her long bare legs.
After that I couldn't just lay there and enjoy the cosy warmth anymore. Instead my brain started spinning around in a spiral of awkwardness-prevention thoughts as I tried to figure out what to do or how to react. Was Nia already awake? I should say something, so she knows I'm awake too. Or would that be too awkward? Maybe she doesn't know where her hand is, or where my tail's at. Or maybe she does? But if I don't say something then she might think I'm having pervy thoughts about her, and that would be even more awkward. But if she's not awake and I say something then that might be more awkward, I'd be waking her up like this and she might think I did it on purpose. Then again maybe she'd want me to wake her up, in which case not doing so might seem like I'm taking advantage of -
My brain went to quiet static just then, as I felt Nia's body stiffen slightly behind me. At the same time her smooth steady breathing hitched, then became a lot quieter and more controlled. She'd obviously just woken, and now she was probably going through the same mental gymnastics I'd been doing a moment earlier.
"Kiki?" she whispered very softly. So softly that I might not have even heard it, except her chin was practically resting on the top of my head, between my two big fuzzy ears.
"Yes Nia?" I whispered back.
She sounded embarrassed as she apologized, "I'm sorry. I must have moved in my sleep and um... I'm going to let go of you now."
Despite how worried I'd been about awkwardness just a few seconds earlier, all that was forgotten and replaced with a little bit of sadness as her hand moved away from my chest. Then her arm left my side, and finally she shifted away from my back.
I tried not to look too disappointed as I rolled over to my other side so I was facing her again, and noted her cheeks were glowing as brightly as mine felt. I figured the best thing for both of us was to just pretend that whole thing never happened, so I just gave her a tentative smile as I said, "Good morning."
"Good morning to you too," she smiled back. "How'd you sleep last night?"
"That was the best sleep I've ever had," I sighed happily. "Not even exaggerating, it was fantastic. You?"
She continued to blush as she nodded, "Same. It was really nice."
It seemed like neither of us wanted to think too hard about why we both slept so well, or at least not yet. So after a couple seconds of awkward silence I decided to change the subject slightly. To something that was potentially even more awkward.
"So um, how about you fill me in on that familiar stuff?" I asked. "And why you don't want me to be yours?"
Nia closed her eyes as she took in a deep slow breath, then let it out as a long sigh. Her eyes opened once more and she fixed her gaze on me, so we were looking at each other eye to eye even as we lay next to each other in her bed. Her expression was serious, maybe even a little sad, when she finally began to speak.
"I'm going to answer your second question first," she replied. "I'm afraid to take you as my familiar because I'm afraid it might ruin our friendship. When a witch takes on a familiar it involves a special kind of contract, known as a pact. It binds the two together, but it is not an equal relationship. The witch is in a position of control, she is the mistress while the familiar is the servant, or pet."
She added quickly, "It's nothing like slavery, the familiar does not lose their free will nor are they compelled to mindless obedience or anything like that. It is still a partnership after all, one which benefits both parties. But it's also one where the witch is unequivocally in charge."
Nia paused for a moment there as her cheeks heated up again. Her voice dropped back to a whisper as she confessed, "I'm also afraid because I don't trust myself not to take advantage. Especially now, with you. You're so damn cute and sexy and adorable and... You asked earlier if I was gay. I am, but it's more than that. I um, I've got a thing for short subby girls. I get turned on thinking about being the taller stronger dominant partner. And you're the shortest hottest cutest girl I've ever met."
"So yeah," she sighed. "I don't want to put anyone in a position where I could take advantage of them like that. Especially not you, not my best friend."