"Noooo, Iqbal," the naked little four year old Rais cried. He looked at his little body, his hand quite unthinkingly moving to his erect, and now quite diminutive, little nub of a boy penis as he pouted.
"No fair! I dont wanna be a little boy! I wanna be a big tiger 'gain!" he shouted, unable to pervent himself from acting like the little child he had be transformed into by his older brother.
Jeff couldn't help laughing at this turn of events, even as he was growing bigger himself. With Rais now transformed into a little boy he assumed the mysterious sensual attraction he'd felt toward him would fade as he returned to normal. But he continued to feel the curious attraction.
"Serves you right, Rais," his older brother Iqbal said, as he set down the cute little black kitten he'd come in with as a present and picked up his now quite "little" brother. "How's it feel to be the powerless little naked one, huh?"
Rais kicked his legs in the air like a child having a temper tantrum as his brother easily picked him up.
Jeff felt himself returning to his original age. Looking down he could see his body maturing and, with a distinct sense of relief, he watched his boyhood swell and gain proportion, even as wisps of curly red hair began to develop around it.
"Oh wow," he said, his voice cracking back to a mature register, "I'm gettin' my.... er, I mean, I'm growing back again." He blushed, looking up at Iqbal, who smiled at him. But it was the naked little four year old who couldn't take his eyes off the changes Jeff was going through. Even as his brother held him he stopped his kicking, frozen, his eyes glued to Jeff's rapidly maturing member.
"Noooo, no fair no fair no fair..." Rais began kicking and shaking again in his temper tantrum. "I don't wanna be the little boy, I wanna be the big tiggy man!"
Again, Jeff felt the strangest sensation as he looked at the admitedly beautiful and exotic looking naked child. He'd never had feelings like this before and he knew something wasn't right.
"Oh no," Iqbal said sternly, "you thought it would be fun to turn him into a little boy for you to play your naughty little games with, didn't you? But now things are going to be different. You see, I didn't remove your attraction charm from him. When you made him little you wanted him to desire you. Well now, he still does, but YOU'RE going to be the little one!"
Jeff felt a sense of shock as he realized what was happening. Even as his body matured and settled back into the handsome, youthfully mature college freshman he was, he felt his sensual feelings for the adorable little Rais grow in an unnatural manner. The strange desire to be close to him that he'd felt when he was a child now continued, but with a different focus. Before he was a little child, lusting and hungry for the closeness of his big warm tiger-man. Now, he still desired Rais... But in his current form!
Iqbal set the little Rais down in front of Jeff, and the child found himself staring up at the growing lad. He recognized the look of desire for him in Jeff's eyes. A look at had PUT THERE!
"No, please, I'll be a good boy, Iqbal, I promise, please... I don't wanna BE the widdle boy!" Rais continued to whine and pout, with each frustrated jump his little boyhood bouncing about, catching Jeff's amused eyes until little Rais again clutched himself tightly in insecure boyish nervousness.
Whatever he may have wanted, Jeff couldn't stop his arousal from rising as he looked at the sweet child. He couldn't believe it, he wasn't THAT WAY! He'd never desire to... You know... But his body betrayed him and the evidence of his desire for the child grew obvious to everyone.
"Sorry, Rais..." Iqbal said, "You thought it was fun to make him your little plaything, but now your own charm has turned against you."
Rais looked forlornly up at Jeff, as Jeff looked down at him with loving, but hungry eyes.
"Please, don't cry, Rais," he said, lovingly as he approached the nude little child. "You know I would never do anything to hurt you. You poor little boy! Let me hold you."
And Jeff reached down to pick up the helpless little child.