Francine polished the last of the lion statues, and the nose of the lion showed her reflection. She smiled as she dropped the rag into the bucket.
"Now Shang Tsung can't say anything about my cleaning! I've done everything he asked me to do." Francine picked up the bucket and walked into the palace. "Speaking of, I wonder how he's doing."
As Francine neared Shang Tsung's study, she heard violent screams and glass shattering behind the door. She rushes into the room.
"Shang Tsung?!" Francine coughed as green smoke filled her nostrils and blinded her.
As the smoke cleared, a figure groaned against the stone floor. Francine ran up next to the figure.
"Shang Tsung?"
"Unhand me!"
Francine eyes widen, looking at Shang Tsung. Thankfully, Shang Tsung wasn't hurt. However, he had taken on a new form. He pushes himself out of Francine's grasp.
"What happened?" Francine said.
"My experiment has failed once more! Look at me!"
Shang Tsung was swimming in his usual outfit—his robe and pants swallowed him whole. His beard was gone, and his hair was shorter. The most drastic change was his body—no longer an adult but that of a ten-year-old boy. Francine smiled ear to ear.
"What are you smiling at?! This is not funny!" Shang Tsung hit Francine's chest, but it was no use. His tiny fists did nothing but tickle her.
"Aw. I like you like this. All bark, but no bite." Francine squeezed Shang Tsung's cheeks.
Shang Tsung whined from the cheek, pinching and sinking his teeth into Francine's hand.
"Hey! Big boys don't bite people, especially adults." Francine rubbed her hand at the bite mark.
Shang Tsung pouted, still swimming in the robe and pants.
"What's up, grumpy pants? Are you going to bite me again?" Francine said.
"I…require your assistance. I suspected this experiment would be another failure, so I created a potion to reverse my unfortunate situation."
"And?"
"And…" Shang Tsung looked at the bookshelves. "I can not reach the bottle."
Francine grabbed the bottle, dangling it in front of Shang Tsung's face. He tried to get it, but Francine pulled the bottle away.
"Not so fast. First, you'll need to do something for me."
"What?!" Shang Tsung stomped his feet, looking even more adorable as he only reached under Francine's chest.
"Let me change you out of those clothes and bathe you. You look dumb as hell right now."
"Absolutely not. My child form is an excuse for you to enact your perversion to me!"
"Ok, no potion then." Francine held the potion over Shang Tsung's head.
"Give that to me at once!" Shang Tsung got on his tiptoes, trying to reach for the potion, but he couldn't. Even jumping for it didn't work.
"...You may change and bathe me."
"Really? Great, let's get that cute butt out of those clothes." Francine held out her hand to Shang Tsung, and he took it.
They reach the bathroom, and Francine opens the doors. She leads Shang Tsung to the middle of the room and places the potion on the counter. Francine kneels in front of Shang Tsung and slowly removes his robe, fully revealing his chest, which is now void of his muscles. Then she removes his pants, leaving him in black underwear.
"Ok, now just your undies. You wanna do the honors?"
Shang Tsung blushed and nodded his head.
"No funny business, please." Shang Tsung removed his underwear to reveal his private area.
"I promise. Besides, how will a dick that small satisfy me?" Francine lets out a wheeze while looking at Shang Tsung's penis. He covers himself.
"Silence! What do you expect for me to keep the size of an adult man's penis as a child?"
"Oh, no, no. I find it funny, that's all." Francine got up and turned the faucet on. She removed her clothing as well and got into the bathtub. "Come, the water feels awesome!"
Shang Tsung hesitated but ultimately decided to sit beside Francine in the bathtub. Francine switched positions and lay back.
"Y'know, you look adorable like this. Especially your eyes. They're even brighter now!" Francine pushed Shang Tsung against her chest.
"Hm!" Shang Tsung's face pressed against Francine's breast, feeling like he had become a baby. "Hurry this up, I have not got all day."
"Don't rush me. I'm going to take my time and pamper you." Francine rubbed Shang Tsung's back. Immediately, he relaxed into her touch.
Shang Tsung curled his hands against his face, appearing like a kitten. Francine picked up the soap bar and pushed Shang Tsung off of herself.
"Gotta get you clean." Francine rubbed the soap all over Shang Tsung's body, paying particular attention to his private area and armpits.
"That tickles!" Shang Tsung laughed as Francine scrubbed the soap into his armpits.
Francine poured water over Shang Tsung's body, rubbing the excess soap off. She stared at his ass and gave it a light smack. Shang Tsung gasped.
"Why did you do that?!" Shang Tsung rubbed his ass while looking back at Francine.
"Sorry, everything about you is so cute now…in fact…" Francine pushed Shang Tsung against her again. She rubbed her breast against Shang Tsung's face. "I'm surprised you don't care about my body right now."
"I see your naked body nearly every day. Why should I be surprised now? I see your naked body nearly every day." Shang Tsung played with Francine's breast. She smiled and got up.
"You're right in that department," she said, shaking her breast, seeing Shang Tsung's eyes laser, focusing on them. "But that doesn't mean you can't still love my body!"
Shang Tsung couldn't hold back anymore and groped Francine's breast, smashing his face into them.
"Ha! This makes washing your hair much easier." Francine washed Shang Tsung's hair as he enjoyed her breasts, suckling on them.
"Ok, all done! Now, you're a squeaky clean boy!"
Shang Tsung stopped his suckling and looked disappointed.
"When we go back to your room, you can suck on my tits more."
Francine exited the bathtub and picked Shang Tsung up, putting him on the ground and drying him off.
Entering his room, Francine lit several candles to set the mood. She led Shang Tsung to lie on the bed on his stomach. Francine walked over to the mural and grabbed a cream container. She rubbed some of the cream in her hand to warm it up. She began atop Shang Tsung's back and traveled to his feet.
"You even have pretty feet," Francine said.
Shang Tsung laughed and kicked his feet in the air; Francine then motioned for him to flip on his back. She applied more cream to the front of Shang Tsung's body. His tiny cock turned hard. He covered it with his hands and turned away, blushing.
"You want me to take care of that?" Francine hovered her hand over the young boy's cock.
Shang Tsung nodded, and Francine began to lightly stroke his cock, holding his balls in her other hand. She increased her pace and pressure, paying attention to the head of the penis.
"Francine! I–" Shang Tsung arched his back, nearing his orgasm.
"Hm! A–Ah!" Shang Tsung released himself all over Francine's hands. He pants, trying to regain some energy.
"Well, I say you deserved that potion." Francine went back to the bathroom and retrieved the potion.
"Thank…you…" Shang Tsung finished the potion and dozed off to sleep.
Francine dressed and hopped into bed with Shang Tsung, tucking them both in and rubbing his stomach.
…
The morning sun shone on Francine's face as she woke up. Looking over, Shang Tsung was nowhere to be seen. But then he returned to the room, looking exhausted.
"You are truly a perverted Earthrealmer."
Francine laughed and left the bed.
"Can't help it. You're just the cutest little boy ever!"