THE KEEPER

Part 5

By Quadhouse

Lisa woke with a start. She wasn't sure if she could take this anymore. Ever since Robert had removed the spells two days ago, she'd been having nightmares. The same nightmares that had caused her to leave college. She couldn't believe that Robert had used his magic to spy on her. He didn't even know he had magic until a few months ago. She hadn't even met him then. She sighed. As much as she wanted to trust Robert, she just couldn't. He hadn't told her about his magic when she moved in. She could understand that he wanted to protect her from those who wanted his power. She just didn't know why he didn't trust her enough to tell her. But, maybe she could.

She thought about it for a few moments. If she knew about his magic, the people who wanted it could have kidnapped her and forced her to tell them everything she knew about him and his magic. Even though she didn't believe there a a lot of people out there who had actual magic, she did know that some people weren't very nice. That reminded her of Sharon.

Sharon, a woman she had met one day in the park. They had become good friends. Even best friends. She couldn't believe that Sharon had used her like that. But she had. Now, she didn't know what to think. When she had told her Robert used magic, she had thought she had lost it. Then Robert had confirmed it and her world turned upside down. She didn't know which way to turn.

There was Robert, a friend from way back. A kid she had grown up with. Even if he had skipped all of high school. The guy she had told most, if not all, of her dirty little secrets to. He now could do magic. She didn't know all that he could do, but she had seen some of the books he had read in the past and some of the things that was done in them scared her. She didn't know if she could trust him anymore. But she still needed someone to talk too.

She couldn't talk to Sharon. She had betrayed her trust. And now she couldn't trust anybody who tried to be her friend. She wouldn't know if they truly wanted to be her friend or if they just wanted to use her.

She thought about Midge, and rejected her almost as fast. Midge was trustworthy. She had to give her that. It's just that Midge was completely loyal to Robert. Anything that could affect him she would tell. Lisa knew that her decision, whatever it was, would affect him. She wouldn't put that kind of pressure on Midge.

She couldn't go out and ask some stranger. They might think she was crazy. Or, worse, they might believe her and try to use the information she gave them. Especially if they were the enemy. She was about to scream from frustration when there was a soft knock on the door.

"Who is it," she called.

"I don't have a name," a woman's voice answered. "But I think I can help you."

Puzzled, Lisa walked to the door. When she opened it she found a tall, blonde woman. "I've seen you before," she said.

"Yes," the blonde answered. "This body is one of the drones Midge has do things when she wants to be around Robert. It doesn't have a name."

"If Midge controls them, then why are you running around without something in your hands?"

"She isn't controlling this one because I am," came the answer.

"And you are?"

"I'm the house," was the shocking answer. "You wanted somebody neutral to talk to. So, here I am."

"How do I know that I can trust you? You serve Robert."

"No," the woman said. "Robert is my protector. I just try to keep him happy while he's here. And you not trusting him doesn't make him happy. You know he won't hurt you. So why don't you trust him?"

"I do trust him," Lisa said. "I even understand why he didn't tell me about the magic. I just can't believe that he doesn't trust me."

"Are you sure he doesn't trust you," the woman asked. "Until a a few days ago, you didn't even believe in magic. If he had came to you with this tail would you have believed him?"

Lisa opened her mouth. "You honest answer please." She closed her mouth. After a few moments of thought she said, "Honestly, I wouldn't have believed him. At best I would have thought he was talking about his computers. At the worst I would have thought the time he spent with nothing but his computers for company had twisted his mind further than it had been bent to go."

"See," the woman said. "I believe he thought you would stay a few weeks, then move home or go back to college. He didn't expect you to stay long so why should he have worried you?"

"Because I'm his friend."

"A friend who didn't believe in magic and doesn't have her own defenses. Or, is there another reason why you haven't been outside since he remove the spells?"

Lisa couldn't say anything to that. She hadn't stepped one foot out the door since he removed his spells. She wasn't going to tell anyone that the world felt a whole lot bigger and colder since then. But, sooner or later he was going to get suspicious.

"Look," the woman continued. "You have some secret that you're keeping from Robert, and it's driving you crazy. Why can't you just tell him. Whatever it is can't be that bad."

"You don't know that," Lisa said. "It was the most terrible time of my life."

"Wouldn't it help if you told someone. Psychiatrists do say that helps."

Lisa blinked.

"Internet. You'd be surprised at what you could find there. Especially when you don't have to stop for anything."

"But what about the passwords," asked Lisa. "Don't tell me you know all of them."

"Robert is a hacker you know," the woman said. "He hacked a program that runs trough every possible letter and number combination in a few seconds. Makes you think don't it? Now, about your problem. You need to do something. Robert is going to notice this sooner or later."

"Look. I just can't tell him and that's that."

"Why not," asked the woman. "If you give me one good reason, I'll stop pestering you. If you can't, you go and tell Robert."

"You promise to drop it if I can give you a good reason," she asked. The blonde nodded. "You know how, protective, Robert is. So you can imagine what he'll do if he finds out that I had been raped while I was in college."

"Oh. I see. You can't tell him that."

"Yeah, I know. Vicious is an understatement when somebody hurts his friends."

"Well, I'm not Robert. Care to tell me about it."

Lisa looked at the woman. It would help her if she did have somebody to talk to. They talked for several hours.

That evening I was surprised when Lisa sat at the table. I turned to look at Midge. She was looking at me. I shrugged, she shrugged, then we both turned back to Lisa.

"What," she said. "Can't I eat too?"

"Well, yeah," I replied. "I just thought that you wasn't going to eat with us for a while."

"Midge eats?"

"I can," Midge answered. "Mostly I do it to put people at ease."

"Do you enjoy eating?"

"Not really. I can't taste the food. To me, it's just a bunch of chemicals."

Lisa glared at me. "Don't look at me," I said. "She has to come up with her own sense of taste. I'm not going to tell her what to like or not like."

"So, what are we having," she asked with a shrug.

Midge told her as I watched. I didn't know what to make of her. She seemed so relaxed now. Maybe she has come to terms with my magic. I didn't know and I wasn't going to waste any more time trying to figure it out. I started to eat.

"So, what all can you do?"

I froze. "Do what," I asked once my mouth was clear.

"You know," said Lisa. "With your magic. I want to know what you can do."

"Just about anything he can imagine," Midge answered for me. "He is a sorcerer."

"OK. That tells me nothing. The only thing I have to go on are fairy tales and Disney movies. Unlike Robert, I don't read fantasy books."

"Well," began Midge.

"Wait a minute," I said. "I can speak for myself, you know." They turned to face me.

"Well," Lisa said when I didn't say anything else. "I'm waiting."

I blushed and stammered and finally just waved at Midge.

"As I was saying," she said. "He can do whatever he imagines. That means he could fly, teleport, blow things up, freeze things, change things. . ."

"Change things. You mean like transformations?"

"Yeah. He can do that too."

"So he can change me into anything he wants?"

"Will you just say it already," I almost shouted.

"I was just wondering if you could do something for me," she said.

"Like what?" Me, suspicious?

"I don't want t tell you yet," she answered. "I don't know exactly what all you can do."

"Fair enough," I said.

"So, besides tall, busty, blondes and Midge here, what other types of women do you have here? And just what are they anyway?"

"They're constructs," Midge answered as I started eating again. "They were created so things wouldn't float around the house. Their forms were picked from Robert's head. I just picked variety so he wouldn't get bored."

Just then one came in. She was Asian, so she was short. Barely five foot one. Her breast, while not as large as Midge's, rested heavily on her chest. Lisa's eyes widened as she watched her. The construct walked up to me and gave me the mail. "I want that," she breathed.

"Boobs," I said. "You told me when you were in high school that you never wanted anything more than D-cups."

"Not the boobs," Lisa said. "I want her height. I want to be short." She didn't take her eyes off her until she left the room. Then she sighed.

I turned to look at Midge. She shrugged. "Don't look at me. I may look like a woman but I haven't grown up a woman. I don't know why she wants to be shorter." She turned to Lisa. "Why do you want to be short?"

"I've always wanted to be short," she said. "I think it's sexy. Being able to sit in a man's lap and still have to look up to his face is the most beautiful thing in the world."

"So, that's what you want me to do," I asked.

"Yes," she said. "But I want some other things as well."

"Like what," I asked.

"I want to be kept proportional," she said. "I want to keep my D's. That should make you happy."

"Me," I asked. "Why should I be happy?"

"Because," she said. "I'm going to be your slave. And that means I will need big boobs. I only hope D's are big enough for you. At the size I'll be, anything larger will make balancing a problem. Not to mention finding clothes that fit."

"My slave," I repeated. My voice was flat. Very flat.

"Yes," she said. "Don't you know you're a dream come true? I've always wanted to be a slave to a man who could shrink me at will." She hugged herself. "Why did you think I kept all those dolls?"

"I just thought you liked dolls."

"I want to be the dolls," was her reply. "I'd spend hours dreaming of being Barbi size or even smaller. And now I can be. All you have to do is cast a spell."

"But I don't have a spell for that!"

"So," she said. "You can make one. Isn't that what Midge is for? To help you with your magic?"

"Well, yeah," I answered. "But I'm the one who has to make the spells. Besides, she doesn't know anything about the way I make spells."

"Are you trying to back out," she asked me. "Because, if you are, I'm going to find Sharon and tell her everything I know about you. While I'll admit it isn't much, but every little bit helps."

"Did I say I wouldn't do it?" She shook her head. "Then maybe you should shut up and listen. You always jumped to conclusions." I took a deep breath. "Look. You know I don't think like other people."

She gave me a look. "Don't you even start," I said as I pointed a finger at her. "When I make a spell it's just like I'm writing a computer program. That's how I think of it, and Midge can't wrap her mind around the concept. Usually, I have to explain what I'm doing to her so she can make suggestions. It doesn't always work, but we're getting better. Especially since she started playing around with the computer in the basement."

"But you can do it," she asked. I nodded. "As long as you're working on it, I can wait. But I won't wait that long. Three weeks should be more than enough for you."

"You plan on riding me about this," I asked her. "You know I don't work well with people watching over my shoulder."

"No," she said. "I don't want to slow you down. The sooner you can finish this the better. So, you won't see much of me until you finish. I just wish I could go outside again."

"Whose stopping you?"

She turned to Midge. "You know all the people who would jump on the chance to get some info on Robert. If I go outside without some protection, I'm dead meat."

"Not really," answered Midge. "Robert could put the shields back on, you know. I don't think he'll mind."

Lisa perked up when she heard that. "That's right. Then I can go out and do stuff. When can you put it on?"

"After I finish eating," I told her and started eating my food. Lisa followed my example and was surprised to find the food still at the right temperature.

"The house," Midge answered her unasked question. "It knows how Robert hates eating food at the wrong temp. So it makes sure the hot food is hot and the cold food is cold." Lisa just shook her head.

Two weeks later I had finished the spell. When I told her, she almost knocked me over in her enthusiasm. "When can you do it," she asked.

"Now, if you like," I replied. "It won't take long. But you will be out for the rest of the night. I couldn't change that."

"So, it will be morning before I can see myself," she stated. "I can live with that."

"You do know that he is changing your appearance," Midge asked her.

"Yeah, so."

"That means you won't be Lisa Weaver to the world," Midge told her. "You will need a new name."

"I didn't think of that. What do you want to call me?"

"Can't you think of a name you would like," I asked. "It is going to be your name."

"No," she said. "I want you to choose it. You're going to be my master. You did put in the slave part, didn't you?"

"Do you think I wouldn't have put it in," I asked.

"Yes," she said. "You have a way of forgetting things when you don't want to do them."

"Do you want me to do this?"

"Yes. Just on my terms though. I want to be your slave."

"Do you think I want a slave," I shouted.

"No," she replied. "But I couldn't think of any one I wanted to be my master. I trust you." She sighed. "I know you want abuse you power over me."

"How do you know that?"

"Simple," she grinned. "You once told me the only people who should have lots of power are those who don't want it. Only they can be trusted not to abuse it. The only person I can thin of who doesn't want power over others, even in the darkest places of their heart, is you."

I blinked.

"You've always been kind to everybody you met," she continued. "You didn't do anything to anybody who didn't start something with you first."

I was getting uncomfortable with this. "Well, life's got enough problems without people causing more." Midge was staring at me.

"That's what I like about you," she said. "I've been looking for somebody like you for years. And here you are, right under my nose. I never even considered you. All this time, wasted. I decided earlier today not to waste anymore time. And, even though I know you aren't into the slave/master thing, I want you to be my master. Because I don't want to leave you ever again."

Why did she have to go as say that. If I didn't know better, I'd say she loved me. But that was ridiculous. We're just old and good friends. I knew something had hurt her when she was in college. But she wasn't willing to tell me yet, and I wasn't going to pry. "Lisa," I said. "Your name will be Lisa."

"But that's the same name I got now," she wailed.

"Exactly," I said. "You know I'm terrible with names. This way I won't slip. Besides, Lisa is a fairly common name. And, it will make it easier to change your records."

She thought about it. "Ok," she finally said. "But only because you have trouble with names. But, don't I need a last name? It would be strange if I didn't have one."

I shrugged. "Midge," I said. "Do you have any suggestions."

"Not really," was her answer. "I haven't really thought about a last name since I don't need one."

We all thought for a few minutes. "How 'bout Milliard," Lisa suggested. "It's not all the uncommon. I don't want a name that practically screams fake, like Smith or Jones. Everybody knows that those are the two most common names."

"Works for me," I said. "Do you have any objections, Midge?" She shook her head. "Then it's official. Welcome to the world Lisa Milliard. Now we can work on your body. Follow me."

I lead them to down to the basement. Across the hall form my office was my lab. At least, that's what I called it. Really, it was just a bare room. I just preferred to work most of my magic here because this was the most shielded place in the house. It would take the magical equivalent of a nuke to get in here. And then you'd have destroyed what you was trying to get too.

"So, now what," Lisa asked me.

"Stand there," I said pointing to a spot in the middle of the room. "I'll do the rest."

"Remember," I continued as she walked to the spot I pointed at. "This will wipe you out."

"I remember," she said. "Now get on with it."

I shrugged and started the spell. As I had said before, magic to me was just a big computer. The spells just programs. This was no different. In my mind, I was going through all I need to access a program, loading it, and letting it run. In front of me. A soft glow, mostly of pastel colors, was appearing in front of me.

Lisa watched me as I prepared to spell. She watched it with a mixture of fear and anticipation. This was her dream coming true. She just wasn't sure she wanted it to happen now. Sweat appeared as doubts to appeared in her mind. The glow surprised her, and she almost jumped out of the circle. She took a deep breath and tried to relax. She rubbed her damp palms on the jeans she was wearing. The glow slowly drifted toward her. Spreading out as it went. Soon, Lisa was surrounded by it.

Once it had surrounded Lisa, the glow settled onto her skin. She stiffened as it came into contact. She relaxed when she realized nothing had happened. She looked at me and opened her mouth to say something when she started to glow. As the glow brightened, she started to float. Lisa would have screamed, had she been able too. I had designed the spell to keep her from distracting me as I cast it. She wanted this and I was going to give it too her, even though I didn't want to do it.

Soon the glow had was too bright for human eyes. Midge was now the only one able to watch. I had closed my eyes when I started this, so I saw the light through my eyelids. Lisa was in the middle and in no condition to watch. With a small thunderclap, the spell was over. Lisa slowly fell to the floor. I stood over her now naked body and smiled in triumph. Why shouldn't I? This had been my first major spell. And it worked perfectly, Lisa now had the body she described to me. I bent over to pick her up and ended up almost falling on her.

Midge caught me and said, "You know you have to rest now. That was the largest spell you've completed so far. I'll handle the rest. You just get in bed and sleep." Knowing it was useless to argue, and being to tired anyway, I did what she said.

The scream jerked me out of bed and threw me on the floor. By the time I figured out that it was just Lisa, Midge was helping me up, her boobs shrinking back to their normal size. "I guess she discovered her new body," I said. Midge didn't answer. Shrugging, I put on the robe the house had floated to me and went to Lisa's room.

Lisa was standing in the middle of her room staring down at herself. When she heard us enter the room her head snapped up and she glared at me. "What did you do to my body," she shrieked.

"I gave you what you wanted," I calmly said. "At least, what you told me you wanted."

"I didn't want these," she gestured toward her breast.

"What's wrong with them?"

"They're too big," she said. "I asked for D-cups. Not these monsters." The monsters she was pointing at did look to big for her frame. How often do you see a five foot woman with a petite frame sporting D-cups? On her small frame, they looked more like EE- or F-cups.

"Don't you like them," I asked. I know I did. I walked over to her and place my hand on her shoulder. She looked up at me and I could se her eyes widen as she realized how far up she had to look.

"No, I don't. Why did you make them so big? Couldn't you have just left at D's?"

"Who says I didn't," I asked.

"Huh?"

I smiled. "Didn't you think about how you would look with D-cups at you size? As small as you are, a small C or a large B would have been better. Now, other than that, do you like what you see?"

She opened her mouth, then blushed and looked down. She started examining her body. Her hair was still brown, but now it was darker and fuller. Also, it went down to the small of her back. She was now five feet even. A thin waist that flared out into wide hips, on her, then gradually narrowed to her knees. Her butt was perky and firm, a perfect heart shape. Her breast was large on her. But they had a natural tear drop shape. A broad base and nice projection completed their look. They were capped with large, dark nipples surrounded by aureole the size of silver dollars.

She couldn't see it, but her face had changed as well. Her face was oval shaped with prominent cheek bones. Her eyes were slightly larger and spaced a touch wider. They also tilted slightly. Her nose was narrower and tilted up slightly at the tip. Her lips were fuller. Almost bee stung.

"My skin is so smooth and soft," she said as she ran one hand along the other arm.

"Of course," I said as I dropped my hand to her hip. "Do you think I would do bad work? You are my friend. Even if I don't want you for a slave."

She shifted to lean into my hand. She frowned as she realized what she did. "What's this," she asked. "Why did I do that?"

"Simple. You are now my slave. Part of the spell causes you to find my touch pleasurable. You will find yourself doing things to make me touch you."

An angry flush started to cover her face. "Isn't that what you wanted," Midge asked.

Lisa paused. "Yeah," she said, embarrassed. "How did you know that?"

"I didn't," I replied. "The spell combined my wishes with yours. It drew more heavily from you than it did from me. Now, if you finished with inspecting yourself, I would like some breakfast."

"Can't I thank you first?" With that she opened my robe and grabbed my dick. "Oh my god," she said. "You're huge."

Now I was embarrassed. "It's not that big."

"Yes it is," Midge said. Lisa and I looked at each other, then turned toward Midge. Her whole face turned red. "Why don't I go make breakfast." She turned and quickly left the room.

"You know," Lisa said. "I think she loves you."

"You think? The thought had crossed my mind but I couldn't be sure. She is based on a fantasy."

"Let's talk about it later. I have something more pressing in hand."

Lisa marveled at Robert's size. 'If I had know he was this big I would have slept with him years ago,' she thought to herself. Her hand could barely fit around it and he wasn't even fully erect. Midge and her problems were moving further and further away.

"You know what," she said. "I really like big dicks. The bigger the better."

"That true," he asked. He sounded a little nervous.

Lisa smiled to herself. She really had to get him out of the house. "Yeah. All my past boyfriends had bid dicks. The largest was ten inches, but it looks like you got him beat."

Robert was now squirming. "It's twelve inches," he said. "But it didn't get that big until I started my magic."

"Really?" Now, she looked up. "Do you think it will get any bigger?" All through this, Lisa had been rubbing his cock. Stroking her fingers up and down the shaft. Over the head and occasionally giving his balls and gentle squeeze. She was in love. Her master was everything she wanted. Now, if only he would treat her like she wanted.

"I could make it bigger," stuttered Robert. "But why?"

"Because I like it," purred Lisa. She opened her mouth and placed the head in her mouth. Robert's leg buckled and Lisa followed him down. Never letting go or biting him. She groaned when she realized she could only fit a few inches past the head in her mouth. With a last lick she stood up. "I think I'll just fuck you," with that she dropped onto his cock. Taking half with her first thrust.

Downstairs, Midge tried to ignore what was happening.

The next week was an interesting one for Lisa. Midge finally made her feelings for Robert known. She even gave him a blow job. Which make her angry. She wanted to give Robert his first blow job. At least she was to first to fuck him. Now that Robert knew about Midge, he was being more considerate of her. They had even slept together a few times.

Her daily jogs were more relaxing now. She would never have believed how relaxing her jogs were, before she got her new body. It was so fun looking up at the men. Even when they pretended they weren't staring at her. The only problem she had was Sharon. She was there everyday. Looking for her, she believed. She would have to do something about that.

Sharon was sitting on a bench in the park. She watched to people pass her. It had been over a week since she or anybody else had last seen Lisa. She didn't want to think about what that man could have done to her. She couldn't help thinking about what she did to her when she told her about Robert. She destroyed the trust she had for a friend. She couldn't' except that. Now she was trying to make things better. If only she could find her. She knew she was being watched. By both her companions, she would never call them friends, and by the allies based here. She didn't want them to get to Lisa first. She had to think of a way to distract them when she found the girl.

As she was sitting there, a small, busty woman sat beside her. "You look like you've lost a friend," she said after a minute.

Sharon grunted a reply. She was hoping the woman would go away.

"I know how that feels," the woman continued. "Especially when one friend betrays another."

Sharon gave she woman a sharp look. "What are you talking about," she asked examining the face. She couldn't place her. She was wearing a purple and red spandex jogging suit. With match sneakers and fanny pack.

The woman stood up. "Just follow me Sharon. I'll tell you all about it."

Sharon watched as the smaller woman walked off. She didn't want to believe it, but she thought this woman somehow knew about Lisa. She got up and followed before she got too far away.

"Now what," she asked as they entered a secluded area.

The woman didn't answer. Instead she pulled a glass bead from the fanny pack and tossed it on the ground. Suddenly Sharon could sense a shield around them. "Now we can talk. You have a decision to make."

"First you tell me who you are," Sharon stated.

"You never was this hard to talk to," the woman sighed. "My name is Lisa. You do remember me, don't you? I'm the one who you were supposed to use to get info on Robert."

Sharon was stunned. This woman was claiming to be Lisa Weaver. "You can't be Lisa. For one, she was almost a foot taller than you."

"I can't believe you said that," Lisa said. "You, who practice magic, can't believe that Robert can't change a person."

"But he never did anything like that to himself."

Lisa stared at the taller woman fro a moment. "You really don't know Robert, do you. Do you want to meet him?"

"What," asked Sharon. She was a little confused at this point. "Meet who?"

"Robert," Lisa said as she rolled her eyes. "I can take you to him. But you need to decide now. Once I do this, it will only last for ten seconds." She took another bead from her pouch.

"I have to tell my contacts," she said. "I can't just leave without telling them."

"Yes you can. In fact, you have to. This is a one shot deal. If you don't take this now, you won't get another chance." She tossed the bead to one side. There was a flash of light and there was and arch of light. Mist was swirling inside the arch. Sharon had gasped when the arch appeared. "That portal will take us back to the house. Ten seconds after I go through it, and the shield around us will collapse. And you will never see me again."

Sharon watched as Lisa turned and walked through the portal. Five seconds later she ran through.