Diane considered any time spent with another woman intimately to be practice; and so she took to her work with great enthusiasm, after all, any effort spent perfecting her craft would be well rewarded when it came time for her planned rendezvous with her precious Brianna.
And one should tend to their lovers as to a garden; you till the soil, plant the seed, provide ample water and sunlight, and the flower responds to your ministrations by blossoming into a thing of beauty. As did Caroline, as she opened up more of her heart to this amazing girl.
She cried, and she held onto Diane like a drowning woman holds onto a life preserver, and throughout all of it, the taller girl maintained her stoic gentleness, her reply soft mutters of empathy and constant tactile stimulation. Finally, Caroline was exhausted, and Diane settled down for a late morning nap.
She dreamed of unseen lovers attending to her needs when her eyes opened, and she realized that had been no dream- Caroline was reciprocating now, with great enthusiasm. Diane lazily accepted the young woman's ministrations, secretly applauding her taking the initiative, and preparing to reap the rewards of such a righteous endeavor. And reap those rewards she did, as Caroline proved to be an experienced lover indeed.
That she had done this before (and considerably more than one time) was a little surprising, but the adage 'still waters run deeply' was one of Diane's favorites. And when Caroline's mouth finally found the region between her legs, Diane was happy to find sweet ecstasy.
Though she cared not a whit for male attention, not for the first time, Diane wished she could ride a lover's tongue like a man's shaft. She sometimes dreamed of shrinking, as Alice did, folding up like a telescope so that she could straddle a woman's mouth, and feel a gigantic tongue penetrate her. Of her many sexual fantasies, that was the strongest- and the one most unattainable. But Caroline had shrunk! And if Diane could only find out how...she would beg and plead with all her heart to be rendered the size of a doll or even smaller. To feel a giant tongue upon her...to be taken partway into a woman's mouth, lips around her wasp-like waist as a massive tongue lapped her legs, and the area between them. To ride a woman's clitoris as if it were a cock...to fellate one, and take it into her mouth...to enter that warm softness between a woman's legs with her whole body...
Or to become so small she could physically enter another woman's womb, and sleep the sleep of the unborn, completely absorbed by a lover's body. With these thoughts, combined with Caroline's persistent attention, it was no wonder that Diane's orgasm was a wild, uncontrollable thing. Her hands tore at her lover's hair, her perfectly manicured nails cut into Caroline's soft skin.
Her spine bent so much she felt it might snap...but it held. And all she could do was cry for more. And she got more.
Finally, she lay under the covers, Caroline's small body draped across her own. The smaller woman was tracing around Diane's small areola with the tip of a finger. Neither of them spoke for a long time.
Then... "What are your other lovers like, Mistress?"
"Do you wonder how you compare, sweetling?"
"Y..yes." Caroline sounded vulnerable.
"Ah, me! I should tell you that Cassidy and Brianna are dear to me, but you have earned a place in my heart this day. I didn't expect you to be such an...attentive lover. And it pleases me greatly." She kissed the top of Caroline's head.
"I'm glad. It's been a long time since I've done this."
"What was her name?"
Caroline sighed. "Valerie. She wasn't the first, but she was the last. And the best. Until now. I would have loved her for the rest of my life, but she...she said she had to let me go, to live my own life. And then she was gone, and I never saw her again."
"My poor Caroline. Your heart has been damaged for so long, pining after your lost love. Well I'm glad I have replaced her in your heart."
Caroline cuddled with her. "You have..so much. This has been such a strange day."
"Indeed it has. There is magic afoot. Real magic, I fear. You do realize that you've been transformed, yes?"
"I..yes. I had to go to the bathroom earlier, while you were asleep. I look...well I haven't looked this good in years. And I haven't been this small since a good time before that. I'm like a child next to you!'
"Not completely, love. You still have these." Diane cupped her lover's breasts.
"Mmm...yeah...but I'd give them to you if I could. Not that you need them, but I could tell...as perfect as you are, as beautiful as you are, you wish you had full breasts."
"It's true. I know, intellectually, that they are unnecessary. Superfluous. I have a dear friend who tells me often that large breasts are overrated- and that she'd swap with me any day! But it's hard to overcome that feeling of being an incomplete woman."
"Don't you feel like a woman now?"
Diane smiled. "Oh very much. Very much so! Would that we could stay here forever, making love to one another. But you, my dear, are in trouble for missing your classes."
"I...called in a sub. And took a day off. There'll be questions, but I can handle it. I have an exemplary record, even if I've somehow forgotten all my years of teaching."
"Ah well, I am an excellent student, so I should also elude trouble. And have no fear of your lost experience and confidence- as promised, I will support you."
"Thank you. I don't know how I'm going to handle my husband. I don't remember him, nor do I love him. The person I love...is a tall, refined, and elegant young woman. If I could wed you, I would."
"Oh my, it seems a bit soon for that. And there are others I share my heart with. But...provided you understand I cannot devote myself completely to you...I accept."
"You accept, what?" Caroline was confused.
"What I mean is, I will allow you to wed me."
"Oh! I...uh..." She swallowed heavily. "You do?"
"I do. I think you'd be a wonderful wife, and I could do much worse. I sadly do lack the equipment to impregnate you with my child, thus our marriage could never be fully consumated, but I would do my best to serve as your husband."
"Diane...you're very weird, you know?" But then she lay her head across Diane's chest. "But it's a good weird. A very good weird. I love you so much."
"There, there, my dear fiancee. I'm not insulted at all. Indeed, 'weird' is a compliment of the highest order, and one I accept gladly. Now, a proposal, my wife to be....make love to me one more time, and then let us find sustenance, and you will be greatly rewarded."
Caroline sat upright and looked down at Diane. "I accept your turns." And then she began to make love to her new fiance anew.
Later...