I enjoyed seeing a tiny Chris so much, I felt myself become warm with arousal. I almost hesitated, not wanting to change him back, as I carefully set my tiny guy back down onto the floor. I walked over to my bedroom door, making sure it was locked, and walked over to my window, closing my blinds. Chris, I noticed, was looking around in awe, clearly fasinated at everything in his current state. He looked so cute, my Grandmother's spell had worked great. Soon, I too, would know what it was like to be small. I had the biggest crush on Chris, ever since the first day I met him. Knowing he was fine with all of this was comforting. I had made the right choice in shrinking him.
I walked over to the bed, to the spot where Chris was standing. Looking up at me he smiled, and I began to chant the ancient counter-spell that would reverse the shrinking spell. Chris began to glow, and I noticed he closed his eyes, the spell had a sexual aftermath countered in. Soon Chris began to grow, he was slowly creeping up to my knee level, then up to my waist in a matter of seconds. My nether regions tingled, as I watched him grow, up past my breasts to my sholders. I was very wet by the time Chris has finished growing back to his original height. He looked at me and slowly brought himself to my lips. We began to kiss.
After what seemed like eternity, I stepped back. "Wow!" Chris exclaimed breathlessly "That was amazing!" I blushed, my heart racing in my chest. " Are you sure you are ready for this?" I asked Chris, who was still looking into my eyes, lips trembling. He grabbed my hand and said "Yes." I walked over to the bed, and began to undress, removing my top, and revealing the tight fitting blue body stocking underneath. Chris watched in awe, as I slid out of my jeans, kicking them over to the side. "I'm ready, Chris." I said feeling very warm again. I was not wearing any panties, and I felt a small wet spot forming in my crotch. Chris seemed to notice, because a slight tent was forming through his jeans. "Sorry." he blurted out as he caught me staring, quickly putting his hands in front of his jeans. I giggled, then I began to focus on the spell at hand. I began to chant........
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