The next few hours were tough fot James. Stuck in the same, highly embarassing position with nowhere to go he could do nothing but think, and the thoughts that flooded his mind were terrifying - what if Elspeth just left him like this? If not, what else was she planning to do to him? Would she ever let him go?
Occasionally these grim ponderings were interrupted by the presence of passers by. Despite his small stature James was highly visible and noticeable to those outside. First, a group of schoolchildren stopped at the window a while to point and giggle at him, soon after a late middle aged woman tutted and shook her head in disaproval at his presence, and later on some creepy looking guy lingered at the window for what seemed like an age, intensely examining James naked body as if he were nothing but an object.
Thankfully, the evening eventually passed and Elspeth's friend left the house without ever having entered the living room James was currently residing in. With that threat passed and nothing else to do, James was able to fall asleep.
He came to the next morning when he was woken by movement in the next room to the now all too familiar view of the street outside. Immediately he was reminded of his bizarre predicament - his reduced size, his nakedness and the humiliating pose he was stuck in. The crazy witch, who seemed to view him as her personal plaything, made her way into the room. He could only hope it was to restore him to humanity.
"Good morning James" Elspeth smiled as her face loomed large over him "I just have a few minor matters to attend to around the house, then I shall be back to remove my spell. We are going to have some fun together today"
As ominous as that sounded, James nevertheless felt relief that he was being released from his marble prison. As Elspeth pottered about next door, it seemed there was still time for one more embarassing encounter for James in his current form though. An attractive young woman, perhaps in her late twenties, made her way to the window and began eyeing James up. The woman was dressed in a casual chic kind of way, with long brown hair, a nose ring and a medium sized, artistic looking tattoo on her arm. To James' surprise, shortly after she moved away from the window there was a knock at the front door, followed by the sound of Elspeth shuffling towards it.
"Hello dear, how can I help you?" the witch asked in her deceptive, kind old lady tone.
"Hi, my name is Laura" the woman answered brightly "This is going to sound a bit random, but I was walking past and I noticed the erotic statue you have in your front room"
"Oh, I"m sorry dear" Elspeth replied "I was planning to move it soon anyway"
"No, you misunderstand me" Laura spoke quickly and enthusiastically "I love it. It's one of the most realistic pieces of art I've ever seen. In fact, I was hoping I could take a closer look?"
"But of course!" Elspeth replied in a sickly, sweet voice.
"You have an admirer!" the old hag whispered to James tauntingly as she removed him from his shelf and carried his helpless form to the front of the house where he was passed to Laura.
"Oh it's wonderful!" Laura smiled as she ran her fingers over James's body, caressing his buttocks, his balls, the throbbing tip of his penis... James was hugely aroused but, of course, completely unable to do anything about it.
"Can I borrow it for a few days?" Laura asked hopefully.
"Well, I don't know dear..."
James was horrified that Elspeth seemed to be even considering this proposal.
"I'd pay, of course" Laura interjected "I'm running an erotic art exhibition locally and this would make a wonderful centrepiece. I could return it on Monday."
Monday?! That was five days away!
"Sure, why not!" Elspeth agreed "Just make sure you bring it back on time and in one piece or I'll turn you into a frog!"
"Um, okay" Laura giggled awkwardly, still thinking she was dealing with an eccentric old woman rather than a real life witch "Can I just ask what this is called?"
Elspeth thought for a moment, then grinned wickedly as inspiration hit her "It's called fuckslut!"
"Fuckslut?" Laura repeated with a cute laugh "I like that. It's pithy, it's provocative. I think I'll have a plinth made up with that name engraved for it to stand on"
"Be my guest!"
"Well, thanks again. I'll have this back to you by Monday" Laura beamed before walking away with her new, temporary posession.