"And James," I said looking up at him in adoration, I think I'd like being your little lover..."
He looked flabbergasted. "A-are you sure Aunt Cathy? I mean, I like it too, but do you truly like me like that?"
I bit my lip in hesitation, but began to speak calmly, "Yes, I do. And I'll let me keep you as your let secret, if you are willing to change a few things about the appearance of my body." He cocked an eye in suspicion. "Are you trying to confuse me, Aunt Cathy?"
"One wish will involve my height, yes, but not in the direction you think I want it to go, I promise," I said, as my little pussy started to throb lustfully.
"Okay," he said, "I'm listening."
"First," I began, "I want you to take back your last wish, because, while it is quite an ectasy, if I get to cum or make love or do anything sexual at this size with you, I want it to be from my own natural libido, and not some wish that both I have no control over, and wears me out till I become rubbish as your little cock toy."
"That does seem fair," he conceded. "Very well, I wish to take back my last wish on you." Immediately, my desire for my nephew's beautiful incredible phallus was put on hold, allowing me to think much more clearly.
"Next," I said, almost giggling now that I noticed how truly ridiculous my voice sounded as I shrunk back to two inches tall, "I want you to turn all my unnecessary body fat into muscles, and that you make me 20 years old." "I wish that my Aunt's second and third wishes would come true," he said, as he put me down on the pillow of his bed. Immediately, I felt my body slightly shrink, my wrinkles smooth out, my hair grow smoother, and my skin felt softer. As I felt the exhilaration of being so young again, even if I wasn't older than James anymore, I began to feel some odd sensations; my buttocks felt lighter, along with my belly, thighs, and practically everywhere on my body, head to toe! My body fat was being transformed into muscles! As I felt my limbs, chest, and body, moulding out all of my newly formed muscles, I felt the mattress lurch downward from underneath the pillow where I stood. I turned around to see James' giant face just a few inches away from me. His eyelids drooped slightly, allowing me to see only half of each of his magnificent aqua-hued irises, each one a pool holding a black sphere that were his pupils. His mouth was curved ever so slightly, even at my size, making me feel even more turned on, given that a second before he'd sat down, I saw his little erected rock-hard willy bending backwards so that it was trapped between his ass cheeks; his crossed legs confirmed what I had seen. I grinned at him in sheer glee, sitting down on my puny little rump, and curled up into a ball, kicking my legs in front of him playfully.
"All right you dirty little boy," I joked in my feigned scorn for him, "I want you to make me 5/8 in. tall."
He grinned at this, knowing what was coming and granted it. As the world expanded around me, I suddenly felt stronger than I had before. I looked at my muscles: they still looked the same, but when I clenched my fist, I felt unusually strong for my size. Maybe it was some kind of compression effect, but either way, it gave me an idea...
"Alright James," I said in an unbelievably high-pitched voice, "Get that giant sexy cock's head out of your ass, so I can make my own little love to you."
Grinning, he held out his palm and let me climb in it. But instead of uncrossing his legs, he instead brought out the pinky on his other finger. "Before I do," he said, "I'd like to have a moment to thank you, before you have your moment." I smiled warmly at him, and shimmied to the top of the finger as he curled it into his other palm. Balancing myself carefully, I hovered my slit directly above the tip of his finger-nail, and lowered myself onto it. I squealed in pure ecstasy. Thanks to James I might not have felt pain perse, but I certainly felt the sharp edge of the nail teasingly pricking the inner walls of my vagina. As held my upper body in one hand, I started bucking my waist violently onto the skin of the finger, which while not as intense, felt extremely stimulating, causing me to gyrate on his fingertip.
After a while I crawled back onto his palm, exhausted from his "gift" to me. He then proceeded to gently rub and caress my firm breasts, stimulating me, which caused high-pitched moans of pleasure to come out of my mouth. At last I was ready to satisfy my new lover...