"Aw, man!" said, Jan, seeing his clothing slowly changing. "I forgot that I added a clothing change spell to the brew!"
Hearing this, you let out a loud, maniacal laugh. You knew that the laugh drove your brother crazy, especially when he was losing. "Icing on the cake!" you said, beaming. "Tell me... shorty! Describe the changes to me and I MIGHT be nice to you!"
Jan glared at you but then quickly shrugged and began to speak...
"The fabric of my briefs are becoming softer against me skin." he began. "It's most likely turning into silk."
"Ooooo!" you said, teasing. "Silk, huh? Do continue..."
Jan sighed. "I can feel it becoming smaller, the elastic band around the waist opening becoming more narrow. There is a thin elastic band forming at the legs openings as well." he paused. "I can now feel me T- shirt changing. The sleeves are dwindling down into nothing more than a pair of straps. The rest of it is shrinking, changing into a softer fabric, probably silk, like my new..." He choked down the word... "panties."
"And what is your T-shirt changing into, dear sister?" You asked, smiling at him.
"A bra." replied Jan, flatly. "You would think it was obvious."
"Now, now, Jane." you said, teasingly. "Be nice and continue the description. The longer you talk, the less time you will have to endure PLAYING with me."
Again, Jan sighed in surrender. "As you can see, my pants have ripped at the seams and are now merging with my over shirt. My belt is turning into a pink silk and is growing in width, becoming a sash. If you will note, my panties are now pink. I can only guess that my bra is as well. (sigh!) Back to my pants and over shirt, they are also turning a light shade of pink as they..."
As Jan continued to describe his clothing transformation, you discretely searched his bedroom with your eyes, looking for his magic wand. You knew that, once he had it, he could easily end your fun with a simple incantation. This time, you wanted to make certain that he did not have a chance to seize it.
"Where is it!?!" you thought, frustrated. "He always hides it in a different place but how many places can you hide a seven inch by one inch piece of wood!?!"
Then, you spotted it. The seven inch long, one inch round wooden staff was resting on the lower frame of a picture, just in the reach of his small frame. Seeing this, you cursed under your breath as you then realized that he too was using his long description as a distraction. He had been slowly inching his way to where his wand was!
"...Finally, as you can clearly see." said Jan, reaching for his prized wand. "I am now wearing a beautiful, pink silk dress with white pantyhose and shinny black girls' dress shoes." he smiled. "I hope you liked this little bit of fun, big sister. It's been surreal."
He then raised his hand to grab the wand as you charged forward to grab it first.
"Oh, no you don't!" you yelled. "I'm just starting to have some fun!"
Neither you or Jan managed to grab the wand, it was instead thrown across the room where it slid under Jan's bed. With the clothing transformation complete, you had nothing more to distract him with so you decided to go straight into the fun.
"That was not nice of you, trying to spoil my fun." you told Jan. "Now, I am going to have to punish you!"
With a quick yank at the collar of his pink dress, you forced Jan to lie over your knee as you then lifted up his dress, pulled down his tights and panties, then began to repeatedly and mercilessly strike him on the bare behind.
"Ow! (slap!) Ow! (slap!) OW!!"
Jan looked up at you, highly annoyed then mumbled a few words under his breath. You did not see any threat it it until you brought your hand down onto his bottom and felt the stinging pain in your own bottom!
"OW!!" you cried. then turned to him as he started laughing.
"Pain transfer spell!" he said. "From now, until this potion wears off, any pain you send my way, you will feel!"
"Very clever." you said. "Now what?"
"THIS! Wand! To may hand!"
You immediately jumps as the magic staff flew out from under Jan's bed on its own power, into his small girlish hand! Before you could act, he vanished from your lap and reappeared, standing before you as you summoned your reality remote. Only he was still a ten year old girl.
"I can not undo the potion without the counter potion." said Jan, seeing your surprise."
"So, it once again comes to this." you told him. "Do we duel?"
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