The Erotic Life of the Smallest Changeling

Contains: micro, magic, suggestive, belly rubs

"Visualize the form you wish to take. Make sure that no detail is overlooked or ignored." Oleander was clear and precise in his teaching. He also took things slow. It was the third time he'd given the instruction, but Alex hadn't gotten it right yet. According to Oleander, until he could transform at will, he couldn't learn basic levitation. Luckily for Alex, this was the last time Oleander would have to explain the process to him. After the green flames that had engulfed him several times before died down, he was left standing there with a fully functioning horn on his head. He didn't understand why he had to do a complete transformation if his horn was the only thing they actually wanted to change, Oleander just told him that's how it worked. But Alex had a feeling there was a more advanced branch of transformation to do small changes like that.

"Now, an important thing to note about transforming is its completeness. You change not only externally, but internally as well. In other words, it is almost impossible for you to change into a creature much bigger or smaller than your original form if you maintain the same density."

"If I'm so small, does that mean I can't change into, say, an owl?"

Oleander shook his head. "It's unlikely that'd you be able to turn into a very large owl at least. Now," Oleander suddenly perked up, "time to learn the magic of levitation!" He gestured to a feather on the table. "I want you to focus on that feather with your mind. Imagine an arm extending from your forehead--your horn--to reach out and grab it."

Alex thought that was a weird instruction, but did it anyway. He filled his mind with the feather, then he tried to imagine an arm coming out of his head to grab it. Sure enough, just like a professional, his horn started to glow along with the feather! Oleander smiled and waited for Alex to actually lift it now, and just like clockwork, he did. The feather rose several inches into the air and Oleander beamed with pride for his newest student. Levitation usually took only one or two tries to learn, but mastering control could hold students back for years.

Alex opened his eyes so he could see his work and smiled when he saw the feather floating above his head coated in a green aura. He had to strain himself to keep it up, but decided it wasn't worth doing for an hour straight. So he let the feather fall back to the table and took a breather. It was like he'd been holding his breath for two whole minutes.

"Good work," Oleander praised. "Practice that exercise for a few years and you may be able to lift a book."

"Oh ha ha," Alex laughed sarcastically.

"There is something you should know about that spell as well. The heavier an object, the more magic it'll take to lift." Before Alex could yell 'duh', Oleander had more to say. "But objects with a large surface area will also take more magic."

"Huh?"

"Imagine a building that only weighs a gram. Normal logic says that it would be easy to lift due to its impossibly low weight, but its massive size compounds the difficulty of actually lifting it. In reality such an object would take quite a bit of magic, much more than a paper clip of the same weight."

"So let me get this straight. If I had a paper clip and a building that somehow weighed the same amount, the building would still be many times harder to lift?"

"Exactly," Oleander confirmed. "It's a multiplication problem you see. Mass x Volume = the amount of magic needed to obtain lift." Oleander finished with his trademark grin.

"Oh, why didn't you explain it that way from the start?" Alex scoffed. He always found questions explained with a math formula simpler to understand.

"Most students find the math aspect confusing," Oleander stated matter-of-factly.

"What other spells can I do?" Alex jumped forward, ready to learn more.

"Well," Oleander tilted his head and hummed as he rubbed his chin. "Shields, fire, invisibility, and teleportation to name only a few you could learn."

Alex wasn't sure what he wanted to learn next, but before he could pick there was a knock at the door. Both Oleander and Alex looked down the stone hall with confusion. Who'd be knocking on Chrysalis's door when every changeling knew she was running around the Hive performing important work? Regardless, Oleander left to answer it. Alex couldn't explain why, but he felt like something really bad was about to happen.

A second after hearing the metal door open, Alex heard a familiar voice. "Oleander! What are you doing here?"

"Apple? Why are you here?" he heard Oleander confirm his suspicions about the other changeling's identity.

"I'm here to see Alex, the queen wants me to look after him," she said quickly.

"Actually, that's my job today." Alex could just imagine the smug grin on Oleander's face as he said that.

Apple was quiet for a moment. "But Chrysalis asked me to keep watch of him yesterday."

"And she personally invited me in to do it today," Oleander countered.

"You lie!" she shouted suddenly. "How dare you break into the Queen's home when she's away just to satisfy your own selfish desires!" Alex thought that was ironic coming from her. Wasn't she here just to satisfy one of her desires?

"If you want to complain, you can go right ahead, I won't stop you."

"Oh Chrysalis is going to hear about this," she hissed at him.

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Alex heard the door close and Oleander returned to the study with a smirk on his face. "Who was it?" Alex asked playfully.

"Just a nobody," he held back a laugh at his own joke.

Oleander spent the rest of the day teaching Alex how to manipulate an object once he got it airborne. Shockingly, Alex tired soon after the lesson began. Oleander believed that his magic supply was proportional to his small size. Inevitably though, the day came to an end and Alex had to say goodbye to his new friend. Alex would likely spend the next three days with him if Chrysalis was going to continually leave him alone. Which was fine in his book.

Chrysalis came home minutes after Oleander left, her towering figure dripping with sweat. She definitely had an exhausting day. Alex knew that whatever she had been doing must have taken a lot out of her. He wasn't doing much better of course, what with all the magic practice. It seemed both of them had done a lot of work, something Chrysalis felt like talking about.

"I take it you had a good time studying with Oleander?" Chrysalis's voice boomed down to him on the desk.

Alex nodded. "Yes. He taught me how to use my magic."

"Then he had you practice, no?" Alex nodded. "Then Apple showed up."

Alex took on a look of terror at the remark. Chrysalis had a neutral expression, so he couldn't tell if she was mad or amused. "Um... yes, she did. Apple was confused and thought she was going to be watching me today." Alex gulped when Chrysalis didn't say anything for a moment.

"Okay then," she replied simply and moved on. "I had a hard day myself. I had to inspect all the troops and observe the senior forces while they trained to look for obvious weaknesses. Then I had to personally check the energy reserves and interview some of our scouts to make sure our maps and information were up-to-date." She grumbled. "My coat is filthy and my hooves are aching." She quickly donned a wicked smile. Alex knew where this was heading: the bath.

As per usual, Chrysalis filled the tub with water and then a squirt of soap. Alex watched in amazement once again as the water was stirred. It was humbling to see such a huge body of water spin in a grand whirlpool and then just stop on a dime. Chrysalis wasn't as impressed as Alex though and dove into the water as soon as it was ready, sending title waves crashing against the smooth walls of the tub. Alex landed on her back seconds after her call and began scrubbing like he had in previous adventures here. It was still strange washing Chrysalis's huge body, but not as awkward as the first time. Shaking his head at the thought that he was getting used to this, he continued washing. For an unknown reason, she kept groaning and sighing in pleasure. If Alex wasn't mistaken, she was getting awfully turned on by this simple bath. When he reached her flank, he stopped. He had never washed more of her then this.

"Why have you put down your tools?" she asked with a hiss.

"I am finished with your back," he replied nervously. Something was coming.

She smiled evilly. "What about my... belly?"

"Uh," Alex was about to protest, but he immediately realized that was a bad idea. "Would you roll over please?" he eventually asked, although reluctantly.

"I am not a dog, Alex," she glared at him. She straightened her legs to stand fully in the tub, which created a small space between her stomach and the water's surface. A sponge appeared below soon after. "There's your raft. Don't disappoint me."

Alex groaned, Chrysalis had warned him she was going to get progressively harder on him. Dutifully, he jumped down and landed on the hole-riddled yellow platform. Then he laid on his back and let his rear hooves dangle in the water to work as paddles while his front hooves held a chunk of soap. He precisely waded to the bottom of Chrysalis's neck where it bent into her chest. There, he began scrubbing at her fur firmly and slowly worked his way across her body's underside.

Alex could feel her quiver and the fear that she would suddenly drop on him was always present. When he reached her lower belly, he understood instantly what Chrysalis was doing. Above his head, a little further down, was her nipples. He blushed at the idea of scrubbing a woman's breast for her despite the fact that he had gone so far as to make love to said woman only the day before. When it came time to actually scrub them down and clean them of the unseen grime, Alex tried to cheat and scrub around them. The green flesh was easy to spot due to its bald nature and being about as big around as dinner plates.

"You're missing a spot," she cooed sensually above.

Alex grit his teeth and pressed his hooves against the first nipple and began massaging it. Chrysalis sighed with pleasure and let out continuous moans. He wasn't surprised when the formerly flat surface began to poke outward. Her nipple soon became hard and reached for his head. Alex could feel his face getting hot with ideas and his own nethers calling out for attention. Chrysalis was cunning, he'd give her that.

The second nipple went much the same way, but as soon as it was fully erect, Chrysalis began to move! She suddenly hopped out of the tub and, for a moment, Alex thought she was going to leave him behind. But just as she opened the door, his body was encased in green energy and he flew into the air. Chrysalis was still dripping wet as she charged down the hall with Alex floating behind her, also soaking wet.

"Wh-where are we going!?" Alex protested.

"You agreed to satisfy me whenever I asked, did you not?" she quizzed without looking back at him.

Alex suddenly realized they were headed for the bedroom and went wide-eyed. They were about to have sex again! He couldn't determine if it was the fear of dying or excitement that sent his heart pounding...