Maddy awoke in her own bed feeling refreshed and revitalized. It was Saturday, and after a few moments of complete silence, she concluded that her house was completely empty. Maddy didn't spare much time getting ready. She took a brisk shower, and changed into a pair of running shorts and a tank top. She didn't know what the Keeper would throw out next, but she wanted to be ready for anything. Besides, she liked the way the outfit made her look. The old Maddy had hated exercise and being seen in workout clothes. Now her short white shorts showed off most of her muscled legs. Then came the subject of breakfast. Normally, Maddy confined herself to a bowl of cold cereal. But now, without a dietary care in the world, the width and breadth of her pantry seemed to bloom before her mind's eye. She decided on waffles. As she went to work mixing the ingredients in the kitchen, she checked her phone. There was a new message from Jessica, which simply read, “You're dead.” Shaking her head, Maddy plugged in the waffle iron and invited Carly over.
Carly arrived just in time to watch Maddy put the finishing touches on her breakfast. She topped the two waffles on her plate with a huge dollop of butter, and smothered them both with syrup until it ran off the edge and onto the plate. For good measure, she added a huge pile of whipped cream. Carly looked on with a mixture of wonder and disgust.
“Magic metabolism or not,” she said with a grimace. “I'm not sure I can eat that much fat and sugar in one sitting. You'll probably vomit.”
Maddy laughed.
“You're just jealous,” she said. “And you should be nice to me. Otherwise I'll keep all of my winnings to myself.”
Carly shook her head.
“Just so long as you keep me out of your losses. Jessica must have been livid when she plumped up.”
“She was furious. I was sort of hoping after the last round we'd be able to quit, but she seems more devoted than ever. She texted me to tell me I was dead this morning.”
Carly nodded mutely, watching Maddy eat the waffles. She took huge bites, piling as much whipped cream onto her fork as she could with each one. She turned up her nose, causing Maddy to smile in response.
“Jealous,” she repeated, her mouth full of cream. “I need to ask you something. Did you really mean what you said about Millworth's statue? I mean about it being awful and all.”
Carly nodded, a smile returning to her lips.
“Hell yes,” she replied. “I'm glad you had to wreck it. You don't know how many times I wished that something awful would happen to it. I hate that thing.”
Maddy thought about this for a moment, chewing on her breakfast.
“Have you ever... wished for it to be ruined? Like, mentally focused on it?”
Carly cast a skeptical glance at her friend.
“What?” she asked. “I don't know. I guess I've wished for it. What the hell sort of question is that?”
“It might be nothing. But this whole Keeper thing has got me thinking. My first challenge was to kiss Ryan Heron.”
“Right. Ew.”
“The Keeper made it sound like Ryan was desperate for a girl to notice him. And boom, the Keeper gets a girl to kiss him out of the blue. Then you hate the Millworth statue, and... boom again.”
Carly shook her head.
“So... what?” she asked. “This Keeper guy is in the business of granting people's wishes?”
“Maybe. I don't know. It's weird that both the things that he asked us to do were things that people wanted have happen. Like, he could sent us to pick up pebbles in a desert, or a hot dog contest, or anything at all. But instead he's asking us to do things here in town that people want to happen.”
Carly shook her head again, unconvinced.
“Why?” she said. “Why would he do that? Why would anyone do that?”
Maddy hadn't gotten that far. She stared across the table, trying to fit it all together.
“He told us something when we first met. He said he couldn't alter our reality directly. Then, not 24 hours later, and he's offering to do just that. Maybe he's getting something out of this besides cheap thrills.”
“Fine. Whatever,” Carly said. “He probably made those rules up. It doesn't matter. You look like a professional athlete now, you know? Why question it? You're be a goddamn goddess by the end of the week if you keep this up. Besides, you really want Queen Jessica to beat you and rule the fucking world? See this thing through, Maddy. Don't look this gift horse in the teeth.”
“In the mouth,” corrected Maddy.
“Nerd,” said Carly. “Sure.”
Though it still made her uneasy, Maddy knew Carly was right. The Keeper had said that they could only end the challenge by mutually agreeing to quit. There was no way Jessica was going to quit now, especially after her last curse. The first round, she had been more curious than serious about winning. But her rage after the last round had been real enough.
“Say,” Carly said. “Not that I don't love watching you stuff yourself, but when was-”
Before she could finish her sentence, Carly and Maddy's house faded to black, disappearing like smoke. Once again, Maddy found herself in the Zone. She looked over and found Jessica waiting alongside her. Despite her recent defeat, Jessica looked little worse for wear. It looked as if she was trying to conceal her newfound weight. Her clothes were looser than yesterday, but no less stylish. She was wearing a long, flowing skirt that reached to her ankles, which concealed her chunky thighs while still revealing the swell of her backside. Likewise, her shirt, a low-cut, laced-up peasant top, was loose around the middle to hide her stomach, but was tied tightly across her chest to outline her larger breasts. There was no hiding the extra weight in her cheeks, but Jessica's enhanced features carried it well. Jessica turned to look at Maddy just long enough for her angry eyes to drill into Maddy's.
The Keeper drew closer. He seemed a little different as well. Was he taller? Did he change his suit? It was hard for Maddy to place what it was that made him seem different. He seemed more imposing somehow.
“Welcome back, ladies,” the Keeper purred. “I hope you are ready for another day of fierce competition. Today is the Test of Speed. For your next challenge, you will travel to the distant bluffs along the river. There, at the top of Jarvelt Point, lies your prey- a skateboard. This skateboard is the prized possession of one Rob Alexander, who had it stolen from him some time ago. Your challenge today is to recover the board and return it to its unfortunate owner, who lives at the end of Spring Drive. Do this, and you will be the victor. Remember- today the stakes are higher. Victory brings you closer to realizing your wildest dreams.”
Jessica grinned.
“Sounds easy enough,” she said.
The Keeper clasped his hands, savoring the two contestants for a moment. Maddy stood still with her jaw set, ready to run as soon as she was back home. She was ready. The Keeper spoke again, his voice a booming announcer's.
“Ready, Set, GO!”
The Zone evaporated, and Maddy found herself back in her kitchen. Carly was right where she had been moments earlier. She nearly fell out of her chair in shock. Maddy walked past her toward the front door, grabbing her sneakers.
“No time to waste!” said Maddy. “We need to get to Jarvelt Point!”
Carly nodded. The pair ran outside to Carly's car. Carly hopped in the driver's seat and started the engine. Maddy hopped in, one hand still trying to pull her shoe on as fast as possible.
“What's in Jarvelt Point?” asked Carly. “Besides a bigass hill, I mean.”
“Rob Alexander's skateboard.”
“I am not even surprised. Of course that's it. This Keeper guy comes up with the most random stuff.”
Carly pressed the accelerator, and the tires squealed as she rounded the end of the street. Jarvelt Point was a few miles outside of town. Getting there was easy. Climbing it was going to be the hard part. As Carly had described, it was a “bigass hill”. Maddy had climbed it a few times before. The last time, it had taken her an hour, and by the time she had reached the top she had been panting like a dog.
“What's your plan?” asked Carly.
“Plan? I'm going to run up the hill. Why would I need a plan?”
Carly rolled her eyes.
“After that,” she said. “Where should I find you? The south side, opposite the park entrance. Or at the park entrance where we drive in?”
“Around the back,” replied Maddy. “We have to get the board back to Rob in town.”
They rode the rest of the way in silence. It was short drive, no more than 10 minutes, but it felt like an eternity. Maddy was jittery, like she was before an important test. It was strange, since this was the first time she felt confident in the outcome of the challenge. Thanks to Jessica, Maddy was in peak physical condition. She would be to the top in now time. On the other hand, climbing the bluff as an out-of-shape lump like Jessica would be torture.
They saw the bluff well before they reached the entrance. It rose from the center of the plain, poking its bald head above the surrounding trees. It was a calm day, and Maddy could see people milling about at the peak from miles away. Soon, they reached the park entrance, turning onto a dirt road next to a bent wooden sign that read, “Jarvelt Point Hiking Trail”. Carly's car rumbled over the dirt, kicking up dust as it rattled from side to side.
“No Jessica,” Carly said. “On the road or here in the lot. She drives that yellow little sports car, right? It isn't here.”
Maddy followed Carly's gaze, looking out over the cars parked next to the trailhead. Carly was right. There were a number of people at the bluff, but no sign of Jessica's car. Maddy 1, Carly 0, she thought.
“I'll wait until she gets here, OK?” Carly said. “That way you'll know how much of a lead you have.”
“Sure,” breathed Maddy. “Oh. And thanks, Carly. I can't believe you're still with me on this.”
Carly smiled.
“You know, I am expecting some of these winnings now, right? Be careful, Maddy! I'd hate for your to lose those legs of yours now.”
Maddy nodded and opened the door. As she was about to get out, Carly slapped her on the ass. Maddy was surprised by this, but let it slide. It was seasonably warm, and a strong breeze blew from the east. Doing a few quick stretches, Maddy sucked in the morning air, breathing in and out in long, deep breaths. She was eager to start, but she didn't want to run the risk of pulling a muscle and having to quit halfway through. That would be awful. She focused her mind on the goal. Get to the top. Find the skateboard. And go down the other side. She visualized the route, up to the top and back down again. She pictured the top of the bluff, overlooking the river and the surrounding trees, the sun beating down on her. It already felt like success. Finally, she was ready. Then, she took off at a jog.
The initial stretch of the trail was easy. It was mostly flat and tightly packed from the bluff's numerous visitors. Along the way, Maddy passed couples walking the train and gaggles of children, who would often run off the path and into the tall grasses. She tried to focus on her even stride and breathing, but it was easy to get lost in her surroundings. She watched a big brown dog run down the path in front of her, its tongue lolling out of the side of its mouth. Another runner came from the opposite direction, a young man in a blue head band that waved cheerily as he passed.
Soon, however, Maddy reached the path up the bluff. The dirt road turned abruptly, and cut into the side of the hill, zigzagging up the side. The dirt was looser here, and in some places rain had washed most of the gravel away until the path was nothing more than a muddy rut in the earth. The difference was noticeable. Maddy had to pick her steps more carefully, and she could feel the incline in her quadriceps with each step. Still, she was barely winded. As a kid, she would have been breathing hard by now, chugging water and complaining. Her new body was a machine.
Her phone buzzed. Maddy slowed and picked it up.
“No Jessica yet,” said Carly. “It's been twenty minutes, so you've got that much on her at least. I'm going to go around to the south road.”
Maddy grunted between breaths. She turned her attention back to the running path. It grew steeper, and the gravel began to gave way to big, flat boulders exposed by wind and rain. Maddy, feeling confident, jumped on them like springboards, taking one to the next. It was hard on her legs, but she loved the way she could bound from each boulder with ease. She felt like a superhero, suddenly imbued with super-strength. She grinned as she bounded past another hiker slowly picking their way up the trail, jumping past them with ease. Soon, however, the jumping antics wore her out. Her legs begged her to stop, and she was drawing close to the peak. Maddy slowed down and returned to a slower jog.
At last, Maddy arrived at the top of Jarvelt Point. She placed her hands on her hips. Then she drank in the moment, watching the morning sun float over the tree tops as she caught her breath. Checking the clock, Maddy saw that she had climbed to the top in a half hour, twice as fast as she'd ever done it. When she was good and ready, she went to work locating the skateboard. Initially, Maddy had felt that finding the board was the easy part, as if it would be sitting out on top of a rock, neatly displayed for her to find. After ten minutes of searching, however, Maddy began to lose hope. What if Jessica caught up to her before she found it? Hell, what if she had somehow beat her to the top, and was already halfway back down?
The outlook at the top of the bluff was quite small, consisting of no more than a wooden railing and a small plaque that listed some facts about the bluff. The board wasn't there. It wasn't on the rocks immediately behind that either. Maddy walked around the top of the bluff, checking in every crack and low place she could find, wondering if the skateboard had been stashed inside. She couldn't find it anywhere. Frustrated, she decided to climb one of the boulders behind the overlook for a better vantage point. It was harder than it looked. The stones were smooth, and she found it difficult to find adequate handholds. Twice she slipped in scaling it, sliding back down the side of it to the group. Finally, she managed to get one hand on the top. She pulled herself up, her chest scraping against the side of the rock.
Huffing and puffing, Maddy stood on top of the rock, surveiling her surroundings and drinking in the cool breeze at the top of the bluff. She looked and looked. Still there was no skateboard. She was about to give up when she stepped to the edge of the boulder, and nearly tripped over something sticking up out of a crevice.
“No way!” said Maddy. Sure enough, the skateboard was wedged in the rock. She wouldn't have been able to see it from the ground, but now it stood out like a sore thumb. Maddy shook her head, and tucked the board underneath her arm. She stepped off the boulder, beaming with pride. This was in the bag now. She had the board and her rival was nowhere in sight. Maddy began her descent. She took it slow, careful to avoid twisting her ankle or sliding on the steep slopes leading back down.
She was most of the way down the backside of the bluff when her phone buzzed. She saw it was Carly and picked it up.
“Bad news,” Carly said. “Some asshole parked his bigass truck and trailer blocking the road to the back entrance. I'll meet you up the road a little bit, OK?”
“Why? Can't you just tell him to move it?”
“I don't think so. It looks like he parked it and took off. See you soon, yeah?”
Maddy said goodbye to Carly and hung up. She shook her head. Some people, she thought. It didn't bother her for long. Going down the bluff had taken half as much time as going up it, and it wasn't long before Maddy was on the trail leading to the road. Sure enough, she spotted a large while pick up truck and and a flatbed trailer blocking the road to the parking lot, which was completely empty. Maddy stepped off the trail and made her way toward the road. It was an extra half mile, but it was an easy walk across flat earth. It wasn't long before Carly's car was within sight.
In the distance, Maddy heard the distant hum of an engine, coming from somewhere in the prairie. She looked around. The hum grew, but still Maddy couldn't see anything. Why would someone be driving around out here? She wondered. She picked up her pace. She stepped on onto the road, about a 100 feet from Carly's car, which was parked but still running. Then, flying out of the grass like a pouncing lion, came a dirt bike, it's engine squealing. Maddy jumped, surprised. On the back of the bike was none other than Jessica Hynes, her arm outstretched like Mary Millworth. Maddy didn't have time to react. She stood stunned as Jessica flew out of the brush and up onto the road. She thought for a moment Jessica meant to hit her, and she quickly stepped to one side. Instead, Jessica blew past her, and the skateboard was ripped out of her grip.
For a moment Maddy could only gape, dumbfounded. Cradling her arm, she watched as Jessica sped off with her prize. Maddy felt her stomach tie itself into a knot. She dashed for Carly and dove into the passenger's seat as fast as she could, her heart in her throat.
“Go, go dammit! She took the board!”
Carly didn't spare a second. She jammed the car into gear and pulled into a tight turn, the tires squeaking on the pavement.
“Where the hell did she get a bike?” yelled Carly. “A goddamn dirt bike?”
“How the fuck should I know?” Maddy yelled back. “We have to get the board back!”
The car lurched forward, Carly applying an extra ounce of speed. Her car could match Jessica's bike, but Jessica had come out of the brush nearly at full speed, and the little compact was slow to accelerate. In the mean time, Jessica was getting closer and closer to the finish line.
“What should I do?” asked Carly. “I can't exactly run her off the road or anything. That would be against the rules, right? Not to mention illegal as hell.”
The thought hadn't crossed Maddy's mind. Her friend was right. How would they get the skateboard from her without breaking the rules? Jessica had grabbed it cleanly out of Maddy's hands. There was no way she'd be able to do the same, especially without the element of surprise.
“Get in front of her,” said Maddy. “See if you can force her into the ditch.”
“I can't believe I'm doing this.”
Despite her protest, Carly complied. She sped up as much as her car would allow, the engine roaring as they gained on Jessica. The dirt bike was fast, but obviously not built for a wide open road. It wasn't long before the two vehicles were neck and neck. Maddy shot a glance over at Jessica, who had drifted into the vacant oncoming lane. Jessica didn't look back. She had thrown the board into a backpack, and was holding tight to her bike, her eyes on the road. Maddy had hoped to catch a glimpse of doubt. Jessica looked determined, her hair whipping out behind her. Slowly, the car inched past, and Carly swerved in front of Jessica. Jessica reacted quickly, sliding back into the correct lane. Carly countered, but was slow to return. As she drifted back in front, Jessica easily slipped back over into the oncoming lane, gaining in the process.
“Now what?” said Carly. She didn't take her eyes off the road, her mind and body focused on driving. In frustration, she pounded the dashboard of the car with both hands. She wanted to curse, but only managed to sputter. Instead of crying out, she took a deep breath, calming her nerves. All she had to do was think. Jessica wasn't a master criminal, or a bike ace either. There had to be an easy way to get her to stop. She got an idea.
“She has to get on Spring, which is a one lane, right? If we cut her off, she'll have to slow to crawl to get past us. It's the perfect bottleneck. We can ambush her there.”
“Are you sure?” asked Carly. “That's cutting it pretty close, don't you think?”
“It has to work. And it will. Jessica will probably get knocked on her ass, and then we're home free.”
Carly nodded. They ignored Jessica, speeding forward to their destination. It wasn't long before they left her and her dirt bike behind. In a while, she disappeared behind a bend and the pair breathed more easily. They crossed town and arrived at Spring Drive and put their plan into action. They only had a few minutes lead on Jessica. Carly pulled her car into a driveway, which was partially obscured by a tall bush. They waited in silence until they heard the rumble of the dirt bike. Maddy leaned back in the passenger's seat, eyeing the road, waiting for they prey to come closer. Cold sweat trickled down the small of her back, sticking her onto the seat. She stopped breathing, as if Jessica might be spooked by her breathing. Finally she came into view. She was moving fast, but much slower than she had been on the road out of town. Maddy closed her eyes, trying to gauge the distance. She listened to the engine run and listened to the growl of the closing bike. The timing was going to have to be perfect if they were going to stop her.
“Now!”
Carly slammed the car into reverse, pulling straight back onto Spring. Maddy saw the surprise on Jessica's face as the side of the car blocked the road. She swerved to the left, way farther than she needed to. She bobbled for a second, the bike decelerating. Maddy jumped out and ran toward her as fast as she could. She barely touched the pavement, her toes punching down with as much force as she could must.
It wasn't enough.
Jessica had slowed down enough to avoid wiping out, and went around the front of Carly's car, cutting through the lawn in front of them as she did. Once again, Maddy could only watch as her prize slipped away again. She pivoted and kept running, but it was no use. In seconds, the bike reached the end of the street, and she was still hundreds of yards away. She kept running anyway. Her legs cried out for her to stop sprinting, but she kept it up for as long as she could. It was agonizing. Jessica seemed to be moving in slow motion. She dropped her bike. Maddy ran. Then Jessica walked up to the door and knocked several times. Maddy kept running. She was only a football field away now, well within her grasp. She prayed her legs had a few more moments of juice left. The door opened. In the door frame stood Rob. His face lit up with happy shock. He reached out one hand to touch the board and it was all over. The scene melted away like watercolor paints, fading to black.
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CHAPTER IV
“What a stunning reversal!” cried the Keeper. “What a dramatic display of skill from both contestants. Oh, how very sweet this challenge has been. I am most impressed with both of you. That climb up the mountain- the spirit! The determination! Ah, but the steal was most glorious, my dear Jessica. A master stroke.”
Maddy's legs were on fire when she reached the Zone. She bent over, hands on her knees, to try and catch her breath. Jessica, on the other hand, was beaming. She did a low, dramatic bow for the Keeper, who clapped in appreciation. While she was bent over, Jessica shook her ass in Maddy's face. Maddy grimaced. Still grinning, Jessica pulled out a chocolate bar from her back pocket and unwrapped it, munching away as if she hadn't eaten in days.
“Where on Earth did you get a dirt bike?” Maddy asked, gritting her teeth.
Jessica winked, as if the answer were obvious.
“Oliver Johnson had some. All I had to do was ask nicely if I could borrow one, and if he would mind driving little old me to the bluffs. He was more than willing. I almost feel sorry for him.”
We forgot about her magic gaze, thought Maddy. Stupid.
The Keeper straightened his sleeves and turned to Jessica.
“What do you desire, Jessica?” He asked. “Remember, your prize has grown. You may change something about yourself as before, or unlike before, change the world around you in some way, so long as the change is singular and limited to Millworth.”
Jessica didn't waste any time answering. She spoke up immediately.
“I want to be the best,” she said. “Obviously. And I can't do that if there's a chance someone out there is better than me, even some bitch I've never met before. So I want you to give me the biggest, hottest tits in Millworth. And I want you to make everyone else's smaller. Big boobs, small boobs. Knock em all down. I'm the queen now, baby.”
The Keeper tilted his head.
“I'm surprised at your creativity, Jessica,” he replied. “Impressed even. I shall do as you ask. For your victory in the Test of Speed, I give you the Gift of the... Best Bust. You shall have the finest, most desirable breasts in the entire town, and nobody will compare to you. Everyone else's will be smaller, saggier, and sadder in comparison. Even if a new woman moves here, she'll find her assets shrivel underneath your ruling splendor.”
The Keeper waved his hand. Maddy felt a tightness in her chest. She opened her mouth as if to cough, but instead, she felt her chest sinking. She watched helplessly as her tits wilted, slumping downward like rotting fruit. Maddy lifted her shirt. Her chest was almost completely flat. Her muscles gave her more shape now than her breasts, which hung from her pectorals like deflated balloons, slightly wrinkled along the edges leading to the nipple. They looked ten years older than the rest of her body. Maddy tried not to think about it, and focused her disgust on Jessica instead.
Jessica looked like she was having the time of her life. Her face was flush, and she dropped the rest of her candy bar so that she could rub her tits with both hands. She closed her eyes, briefly biting her bottom lip.
“This feels...” she said. “...Oh!”
Like a spring, Jessica's tits snapped higher onto her chest. Though the stayed the same size, the heavy weight of her recent gain seemed to disappear. Jessica's shoulders straightened. Then, her breasts started to fill in. Maddy could hear fat gurgling into them like water running through a hose. Her tits ballooned, pressing up and out of her the top of her shirt as they ate up the new fat. Jessica pulled the knot out of her laced-up front, letting her breasts fall to either side to relieve the tension. As if in response, the space between her tits filled in, new flesh forming until a deep canyon of cleavage formed, even without the aid of her top. Her nipples, clearly visible through the tight fabric of the shirt, poked straight outward, defying gravity as her tits grew rounder and bigger. They grew larger as well, swelling to the size of ripe strawberries. Maddy heard seams snap as Jessica's tits threaten to bust out of her shirt.
“They're so- Oh! Sensitive,” cried Jessica. Her tits continued to swell, moving upward and outward to form round, firm melons. Jessica groped them with wanton abandon, squeezing and plying her new skin. Her breasts seemed to have natural heft, though their sheer volume and shape was like something right out of a comic. She pinched her larger nipples with both hands, and she groaned in response, the sensation shooting through her like lightning. All the while they grew, growing larger and larger, engulfing Jessica's little hands. Losing its last bit of defiant stitching, her top exploded open, tearing down the side. Jessica's tits jiggled out in all of their glory, as round and pert as twin melons. Maddy was awestruck. She couldn't stop staring, as if looking at them might reveal a hint of falseness to them. But no matter how hard she looked, they continued to look impossibly amazing. She had never seen tits get so full and round without being pumped full of plastic. They had to be a P-cup at least. Jessica looked up, noticing Maddy admiring her.
“See something you like, freak?” asked Jessica. She stepped over to Maddy proudly sticking out her tits as much as she could. Jessica laughed maniacally.
“Who's the champion now, huh? You should totally bow before these! Bow before my tits!”
Maddy took a step back, but Jessica lunged forward, smothering Maddy in her chest. Maddy tried to push Jessica away, but her huge breasts made it almost impossible. They completely obscured Jessica from view, forcing Maddy to flail helplessly, her head mashed between the enormous mounds. Jessica continued to laugh before stepping back, giving her space. They were interrupted by the Keeper.
“And now for you, Maddy,” the Keeper said solemnly. “For your failure at the Test of Speed, I bestow upon you the Curse of Shrimpification! Your spine shall contract and your limbs shorten as your stature is reduced to nothing.”
The changes rushed over Maddy like a wave. She found herself getting closer and closer to the floor. She could feel her own bones clicking as she rushed floor-ward. Inch by inch, the length of her legs folded together. Her lean torso condensed, and she watched helplessly as her arms retreated closer and closer to her body, her fingers becoming dainty and tiny. Her own breasts, already a meager A-cup, further shrank to remain proportional to her diminishing frame. They withered to the size of tea cups. Her ass followed suit, diminishing in size to match her dwindling legs, which now seemed too big in comparison to the rest of her body. She hadn't just gotten shorter, she'd also taken on the shorter proportions of a smaller woman. Maddy grabbed a hold of her shorts to prevent them from slipping off of her narrower hips, trying to assess the damage. She was barely four feet tall!
“This is-” she began. She stopped abruptly. Her voice was different, too. It was noticeably higher in pitch, giving it a somewhat cartoonish quality that made Maddy wince to hear aloud. To her, it sounded like a child imitating an adult. Jessica doubled over her massive tits, howling in laughter at the ridiculous sound of Maddy's new voice.
“Really?” squeaked Maddy. “Is this really what my voice sounds like now?”
The Keeper shrugged again. Jessica clapped slowly.
“Great work, Keeper,” she said. “Now that shrimp has zero chance of playing volleyball in college. Or ever getting served at a bar! She looks like a kid!”
“That concludes Round 4,” the Keeper announced. “I shall return you to your realm to prepare yourselves for your next challenge. To make things... interesting, I ask that you bring a partner. This next challenge will require the aid of a second. Take some time to recruit an ally in the battle to come. For now, begone!”