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Elvira and the Wiches Kids ch.7

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Elvira and the Witches Kids

By Mark S. Ogilvie

Part 7

The Return of Uncle Frank


"I can't believe I'm doing this." Elvira said, kicking off her
sneakers. She was in the Lab, a converted cellar (dungeons more like
it, she thought) in Clarion Mansion. Around her the regular lab
noises continued. Chemicals simmered and boiled, various gears and
levers ground their way through eternity. In front of her was a large
table, mounted on a universal ball joint. Unbuckling her belt the
babysitter pulled down her pants and handed them to Helga.
"To solve a problem you need data." Jeremy said, sitting at a
large computer console. His cherubic face was complexly serious, though
his green eyes seemed to crackle as Elvira pulled her sweater over her
head. Underneath it she wore a blue one piece teddy with lace edging.
It showed off a slight figure, with wide hips and small breast. Handing
her cloths to Helga the young girl jumped onto the table.
"That's it?" Helga asked.
"That's all this time." Elvira said, lying back.
"Why the modesty?" Jeremy asked, starting to work with the
computer. "We've seen you naked before. Infact we've wrestled while
you were naked."
"So live with the memory. "
"Very well."
There was a slight whirring sound and a metal ball descended
from the shadows. Elvira swore and launched herself from the table.
"What's wrong?" Helga asked. "Is the table cold?"
"What the hells that?"
"It's a sensor array." Jeremy said.
"Oh." Elvira looked at the ball. It was about two feet in
diameter, with nearly a thousand (or so it seemed) antenna of various
shapes and sizes. "It looks like the thing Darth Vader used to torture
Princess Leia."
"It's quite harmless." Jeremy said.
I've heard that before, Elvira thought. Unconvinced she got on
the table and laid back.
"Beginning scan." Jeremy announced. "I'll activate the remote
viewer so you can see."
A screen in the shadows above the table came to life and Elvira
saw herself. Slowly it changed, first showing her, then showing her
muscles,, organs, bones and finally reversing itself.
"Nothing."
"Unless you count the pizza she had for lunch." Helga pointed
out. "I can't believe you had garlic, mushroom, pepperoni and
anchovies."
So sayeth the ghoulish gormea, Elvira thought.
"Let us think this through." Jeremy said, leaning back.
"Elvira, can you remember exactly where the first shrinking potion hit?"
"Right here." Elvira ran her hand across her chest.
The young scientist adjusted a control and the ball dropped
lower. On the screen Elvira's breast tripled in size, then turned
transparent.
"Still nothing."
"Try cellular resolution." Helga suggested.
Jeremy adjusted again and the view of Elvira's breast zoomed in
until the skin seemed to part and layers of skin, crisscrossed with
light hair could be seen. Then the hair vanished and the view became
one of overlapping layers of round translucent ovals. The image was
fuzzy, slightly out of focus. For a few minutes they said nothing, as
he readjusted the controls.
"You'll have to take it off." Jeremy said, finally. "The
scanner can't handled the fabric."
Sighing with frustration Elvira reached up and pulled the top of
her teddy down. Her breast broke free, the accentuated nipples
stiffening in the cool air of the lab.
The change in the scan was immediate, and to the babysitter
meaningless. It was clear, but Elvira had no idea what she was looking
at.
"Still nothing." Jeremy said.
"No." Helga adjusted the scanner and it moved until it was
focused on a small sac. "Check out the spectrum on the sweat gland."
"Your right." Jeremy once again adjusted the scan. Soon the
image of a small machine could be seen hanging on the gland.
"What the hell is that thing?" Elvira asked, sitting up.
"A nanite." Helga said.
"A small..."
"Yea I know, I saw that Star Trek episode. How the hell did it
get into me?"
"It was in the potion." Jeremy said. "That's how the growth and
shrinking effects work. The nanites generate a field that compresses or
expands you body structure."
"I thought it was magic."
"The second potion was magic." Jeremy said. "Unstable if you'll
remember. I abandoned it when I was unable to stabilize the side
effects."
"What side effects?"
"Increased sexual appetite, slight weight loss and a desire to
rule the world. You haven't had any of those have you?"
"No." Exasperated Elvira laid back down.
"The first potion was just a carrier for the nanites. I
realized that in a liquid carrier they could go through clothing and
soak into the skin. But they should have deactivated after the first
few days."
"They? How many of these things are in me?"
"I'll have to scan to see." Jeremy said. "And I will have to do
it without interference."
"Oh hell." Elvira said, pulling the rest of her teddy off she
dropped it on the floor. Completely naked she closed her eyes and
willed them not to say anything. I wonder if centerfolds feel this way,
she thought.
"Same as before." Jeremy remarked, starting to tap out commands
on the keyboard.
"No, she's had a trim since then." Helga said.
Why didn't I let Aunt Petunia eat me when I had the chance,
Elvira wondered. She shuddered as she thought of a thousand little
machines inhabiting her body.
Suddenly metal straps erupted from the table. They encircled
her ankles, knees, waste and wrist.
"Hey!" Elvira shouted, struggling. For a few moments she
strained every muscle in her body, but remained trapped.
"I need you to keep still." Jeremy said.
"Besides it's more fun this way." Helga added. "It lives up to
the image.
"Perverted twins." Elvira muttered.
"Yes." A voice from nowhere said. "Aren't they?"
"Huh"
Suddenly Helga stiffened, and a white cloth suddenly appeared
around her face. She struggled, but in a few moments was unconscious.
"Uncle Frank!" Jeremy shouted. Before he could do anything the
white cloth appeared around his face.
"Let me out of this thing!" Elvira screeched. But it was too
late. Jeremy and Helga were slumped on the floor, completely out. She
lay on the table helpless, looking around desperately for any sign of
the Invisible Tickler. There was nothing, not a sound.
Something light brushed across the soul of her feet. Elvira
laughed, despite her efforts. Nothing happened for a few moments and
she braced herself, tightening every muscle. Something tickled under
her arms, at the same time something started to brush lightly across her
left nipple. For a minute Elvira was able to keep control, then she
burst out laughing.
"Receptive as always." Uncle Frank said, keeping up the
stimulation. "But this is hardly the perfect place." The white cloth
appeared and Elvira laughed her way to sleep.


Elvira woke up struggling like a fish in a net. Like coming out
of a nightmare she willed her limbs to move, but they were held in
place. Opening her eyes the babysitter realized she was in her room.
Lying on her large four poster bed. Elvira looked around, but saw
nothing.
"What am I looking for, " she muttered, "he's invisible."
"Are you awake?" A voice from somewhere near he stomach asked.
"Yea, wide awake."
"Good."
Suddenly Elvira started to move. She sat up, her body
responding to commands other than her own. Looking at her self Elvira
saw that she was in some sort of leather harness. Straps were around
her body at the wrist, elbows, waste and legs.
"I shall alert Uncle Frank."
"Ok. " Was the voice asking her or telling her?
Stiffly she moved across the room to a silken cord that hung
next to the door. Elvira's arm reached up, her hand took the cord and
pulled. Then the hand released the cord and suddenly she could move
freely. Quickly she moved her hands to the buckles, only to have her
fingers refuse to move when they got to them.
"Sorry, but I can't let you release yourself." the voice said.
"But I can allow a small amount of self commanded movement."
"Who are you?"
"I am Benny, your bondage suit." The voice was chipper,
friendly, almost Disney like.
"Oh."
"If you'd like to take a good look we can go in and look in the
bathroom mirror."
"Sure."
Wonderful thing about shrinking a lot, Elvira pondered as her
body walked, through no will of hers, into the bathroom, it makes ya
hard to rattle. What she saw in the bathroom mirror rattled her anyway.
She was still naked, but that she knew. Encircling her arms and
legs were small leather straps. Interconnected by a network of thinner
strips of leather. The straps formed a cone around each of her breast,
and covering the nipples were two glass eyes. Directly below her breast
was a large leather patch. On the patch was a nose and a mouth. Every
strap in the suit met at the patch. Around her throat a small ball hung
loosely.
One of the glass eyes winked at her.
"Benny." she said, her voice completely numb.
"How do you do. I hope to make your captivity as pleasant as
possible. In me you have the ultimate in bondage gear, polite,
flexible, and completely escape proof. You are utterly helpless in my
grasp.
"Yea!" Elvira gave a mock cheer. Benny was every telephone
sales person she had ever talked to. He made it sound so natural, so
right, that she be his(?) prisoner.
"Beny." Uncle Frank called. Instantly Elvira found herself
walking back into the bedroom. A small push cart was waiting by the
bed. Above it a small feather hung in mid air.
"Just set her down on the bed." Frank said. His voice held a
slight tremor. A lilt that nearly broke through every few seconds.
Elvira was moved to the bed and forced to lay down. Uncle Frank
took hold of her ankles and moved them over the edge. Then a strange
contraption was pulled out of the cart. It was a small wood frame, with
two rings in the center that fit over her ankles. From the frame ten
small cords hung, at the end of each was a woven fabric tube. Uncle
Frank attached each of the tubes to one of Elvira's toes. It was when
he pulled them taunt that she realized they were miniature Chinese
finger traps. He adjusted a knob on the frame and her toes her pulled
up and away from each other. A small bar with two rings was attached to
either of her big toes, holding them apart and rigid.
The babysitter swallowed as she realized how vulnerable her feet
were. The next thing to come out of the tray confused her. It was a
portable tape player. Uncle Frank put it on the floor and then
produced a large feather.
"Let's warm up a little shall we."
The feather glided across the soul of her foot and Elvira
started to giggle. He kept this up for a few minutes, then moved on.
When he started to tickle the space between her toes Elvira nearly
jumped off the bed, despite Benny. She had never realized how ticklish
she was there. It only took a few strokes of the feather for her to
laugh so hard tears come to her eyes. Uncle Frank pulled back and let
her laughter play itself out.
"I think we're ready." he said.
They were both surprised when the doorbell rang.
"Who would dare interrupt me now?" Uncle Frank raved. "Are you
expecting anyone?"
"Are you kidding? I tell all my friends to stay away from this
place."
"Well we shall soon see. Benny, a gag if you please."
Before Elvira could react the ball that hung around her throat
stuffed itself into her mouth.
"Now to deal with the interloper."
Please let it be a swat team, Elvira prayed.

{Our heroine is helpless, what could be worse? Who could be at
the door? She'll find out soon}


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This is where the series ends. If anyone has the rest of it, please post it. I would love to read the rest.
 
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