The Friar's Wine or The Night is Young by tannim May 16, 2010 Maid Marian ran down the hallway, dodging the guards when she could. They wouldn't have stopped her had they seen her, it was just a fun game for the vixen. She was going to meet her outlaw and felt very much playful. ***** "Robin, are you SURE you want to do this?" Friar Tuck looked at his friend sternly while holding the bottle. "Of course. It will be a wonderful gift to her. We'll have a wonderful night and then I'll bring the rest back." The fox replied confidently as he snatched it. The fat badger shook his head. "You know I could get into a lot of trouble if anyone from the church out about it." He smiled and called out as robin ran off. "But you two have a good night!" ***** Maid Marian spun into her lovers arms and kissed him firmly. "Oh, Robin, I've missed you." "And I you, my love. I have a special surprise planned for you tonight. A trip back to youth." Robin said after breaking the kiss. He held out a glass of wine. "For you." "What do you mean?" The vixen took it, then looked into his eyes. She trusted her outlaw, and took a strong drink of it to prove her trust. The world seemed to glow immediately after the swallow. Everything seemed so much brighter. The trees looked bigger and more beautiful. The grass was closer as though leaning down to look. Her hand twitched around the glass. Marian looked up at Robin before her, unsure what was happening. Robin smiled back and caught the glass. Her hands grew smaller quickly, just as Tuck said they would. His eyes ran to her chest and Marian followed his gaze. The vixen was amazed to see her modest bosom shrink before her eyes. The proud bulges she'd developed as a woman fading away to the flat chest of a child. She felt her hat sagging on her head and realized her whole outfit felt uncomfortably loose. Marian tugged at the cloth and yanked her dress off of her body. Her frame was changing. From the curves of womanhood to the straight boring featureless form of a kit! Her muscle mass, such as she had, spread out into a more baby fat consistency. Looking along her muzzle she saw it too was diminishing. Her nose pulled closer to her eyes, the color lightening just a bit. Marian swished her tail, her lovely full fluffy tail around and hugged it to her. That thick brush also shrank in her arms. With all the changes. She could feel a powerful itch between her legs. A strong lust mixed with the already interested heat she had brought with her and again she looked to her lover. Robin had his arms crossed, mouth open in awe, watching her. He looked to be getting bigger, but Marian realized that it was she getting shorter. Her hands clutched at her tail, hugging it to her in nervous uncertainty. Everything really did seem so much bigger and brighter, until her silly hat fell over her eyes. For Robin, it was a delight watching his beloved's bare body change and regress before him. The way her nipples changed from a proud womanly width to tiny dots on her chest hidden by the fur. The way her hips straightened and narrowed. The way her perfect thighs flattened and thinned. Her whole womanly shape faded to that of a three or four year old. Her legs were chubby, her feet too. Her face was so cute and small with her hat having slipped down and covering almost half of it. Her small hands hugging her chest made him want to lean in and hug her tight, and he did. Robin leaned in and hugged her tightly, murmuring about how much he loved her. Marian looked up at him then down at her small body. While her mind was still full of adult memories and the memory of her love for him, the vixen's understanding of those feelings and memories were gone with her physical maturity. She saw him with a childish innocence and with the last of her mature thoughts realized that was his gift to her. "Thank you." She whispered before childhood took over her body entirely. Robin looked at her and gulped. He hadn't actually expected to still be attracted to her as a child but looking at her, naked and so very soft and small against him, made him want to not wait until it wore off as he'd planned. He leaned back and ran his eyes along her flat chest and down to her pretty pubic mound. There was obvious moisture between her legs with some dribbling down her thighs even as he watched. "Marian?" He spoke quietly. She turned to look at him. He leaned in and slid a lightly furred hand over her chest. The little girl tensed and looked nervously down at it. Her body was telling her many confusing things and she didn't know what to do about them. Robin touched her again and rubbed up and down over her formerly sensitive breasts. The vixen's flat attributes had lost their shape, but much of the sensitivity remained in that region. Marian squealed when he cupped her butt, but then didn't mind so much when she flew threw the air. Robin swing the nearly naked girl about like he would any other child. Her arms and legs flailed ash she enjoyed her flight. Her lover twisted and bent and spun her about as he let her have the fun he'd intended. He couldn't help getting uncomfortably aroused while touching her and seeing her. Knowing she was his lovely mature vixen, even if in the form of a sweet innocent little girl, had him wanting to see more appropriate or not. His swinging slowed and he pulled her in close for a kiss. She dodged at first, but then gave a yip of pleasure when he caught her lips. He felt her foot brush his stiff foxhood and he pulled away from the kiss. Marian had always enjoyed stroking him there with her feet, he wondered if it was intentional but doubted it. She didn't seem that interested in sex though from what Tuck had told him about the change he knew she was aroused. He looked over his small vixen and smirked at her hands tugging the hat a bit to the side. Robin leaned to her newly exposed right ear and gently licked around the rim. With her silly headgear on so often her ears were very sensitive. He'd found it by accident once, then used it to her delight many times. Perhaps she'd react just the same. Her eyes widened while his tongue ran around her ear rim time after time. Her body tensed, her thighs clenched, he knew it was working. Robin slid slightly deeper, licking her inner ear rim. She tasted much different as a little girl, but still like his Marian. Her body was still her too with her groan of pleasure and how her head leaned just slightly toward from the licking to give better access. The little girl clenched her eyes shut at the wonderful sensation of her ear being teased. Memories of them being pleasured like that in the past surfaced, followed by memories of happy tingles between her legs. She felt herself being carried but didn't care where she was being taken. Her trust of Robin carried over even as a very young kit and she was happy just to be with him. Marian tugged at the hat, but then her lover licked deeper into the most sensitive area and her hands dropped to her sides. Half her face was still cover, but her eye was closed anyway and she didn't care. She felt too good to worry as his hands stroked her chest and butt, his tongue stroked her ears and she wagged her tail happily. The creak of bead springs didn't bother her, even as Robin knelt half on the floor and half on the bed. At last the licking stopped and she felt so squirmy and needy. "I love you, Marian." She heard before his mouth kissed hers again. "I need you." Her back felt the bed press against her. "I can't wait for it to wear of." Robin panted over her. His control of his lust was slipping, he needed something as he looked over her beautiful young form. Her hat had slipped off and rolled onto the floor. Her small chest heaved with arousal she didn't understand. Her feet kicked and squirmed in the air as she scrubbed her thighs together. The older fox gripped her ankles and brought her small feet to his cock. She giggled at the funny feeling, he just groaned. Her soft soles squeezed around that eager bit of his manhood and he didn't even have to guide her feet for her to stroke him just as she used to when she was mature. Marian's arches formed a channel just wide enough for him to push through. Her soft foot skin drug along his sensitive flesh up and down from tip to root. She wiggled the right foot and looked around the room while doing it. Robin could tell she wasn't doing it so much as her body was doing it from memory. He loved her for it all the more. His hands helped her weak young leg muscles to pump his shaft after a minute and grunted when her sweet smelling feet stroked just right around his glans. He could feel his knot pulsing and know he wouldn't take too much more. The older fox reluctantly pulled her feet away and scooted between her legs. Marian watched him, curious and excited. She reached down to pat his rampant erection and he smiled at her. The girl wanted him, though even with the memories she didn't understand how. That understanding wasn't important though, as Robin did know. He carefully pulled her hips up and arched his down to brush his narrow wedged tip to her tiny girlish slit. Even knowing it would be tight didn't diminish his surprise at just how tight her pussy really was. Her pudgy pubic mound looked about the same as when she'd been mature, if just a bit smaller, but her entrance to her womanhood, girlhood, was so much smaller. She squealed in discomfort, briefly, when he popped his glans through and speared her hymen. The young vixen's eyes teared up and her big lover reached up to caress her cheek. She nuzzled his hand and listened to his soothing words. All the while she grunted and tensed as he carefully worked himself in and out, ever so slowly sliding deeper each time. Robin stroked her cheek until she relaxed then ran his hand lower to scratch lightly over her small partially hidden nipples. The child whined but he could tell it wasn't in pain. His fingers lingered just long enough for a few playful strokes there before rubbing over her belly, inner thighs, belly, over her mound, and to stop at last stroking over her clitoris. Marian couldn't follow his attentions fully. They all felt good but too intense at first. His hot cock throbbing between her legs kept her main focus. It felt so alive and so BIG. As an adult she knew he was merely average but as a kit she couldn't imagine bigger as he stretched her open inside. When she felt his tip bump something deep inside she yelped and he immediately slid back a bit. She felt Robin's finger tease her clit a moment later and couldn't stop squirming and grunting after that. His touches to her chest and thighs had felt nice, but on her tiny button, they felt wonderful. The little fox forgot about the cock slipping and sliding inside, even the two extra times Robin accidentally bumped her cervix. Robin felt her legs clenching tightly around him and carefully thrust into her just a little faster. His knot was swelling quickly, though he wasn't even halfway inside. He wasn't sure she could take it all at her age, but half was sweet enough for his enjoyment. Both foxes were breathing heavily, but Marian came first from Robin's finger more than his shaft inside. The little girl clenched her paws to her chest and went still and stiff. Her inner muscles gripped her lover as hard as they could once, then rapidly clenched around him trying to draw him in deeper or at least to draw his seed out. Their attempt worked. Robin thrust just in time to lose himself to his orgasm. He didn't notice how hard he thrust through the sudden blissful release, though he felt every detail of his wedged tip piercing her tight immature cervix and entering her womb. His pulses of cum felt amazing traveling up his shaft, more so when her tight inner ring made his groin strain to fire it through. To Marian that deep penetration caused a sharp pain, hidden by her orgasm. It mixed with the pleasure just right to make her squeal and buck violently into robin's shaft. She felt her lips squish against his hard knot, which drew a strangled moan from her lover, and found herself rubbing there trying to make him make that satisfying noise. As she came down she lay limp under him, breathing hard and watching his thin but masculine body tense over hers. The sight of Robin, the feeling of each throb inside her, even through the fading ache of his deep penetration, made her feel so happy. She smiled shyly and tiredly at him and he smiled back at her when he too came down. The older fox carefully lay down and pulled her onto her side to stay joined with her. She was so small he could move her easily. Robin pulled her to his chest and she wrapped her slim arms around him in a tight hug. After a while, his shaft softened inside of her body, but stayed in place. A few minutes more, just sharing their presence, and they fell asleep. ***** Marian woke to feel Robin pressed against her. She'd slept through the change back to her original age, but her lover was still inside of her sex. The vixen stared at him asleep and looked back at the bottle of wine nearby. Her movements woke the other fox when she pulled away. Her nudity and maturity caught his eye, and that of his libido, as she bent to pick up the bottle. "Thank you for the wonderful gift, Robin. It was wonderful being young again." She poured the wine into a glass and held it out to him. He was too sleepy to think of it as he downed the glass. Marian watched him with dirty thoughts in mind. Her lover looked at it and realized what it was, but it was too late. She crouched next to him, rubbing his penis as it shrank. "You got to mate with me as a child. I want the same chance." Marian said calmly and kissed his slimming cocktip. They spent another pleasant day together. Robin had a lot more stamina as a child, though he only came dry each time. As the weeks passed, though, Marian found he had shot quite accurately the first time when her special time passed with nothing to show month after month. Her breasts swelled with milk, her belly swelled with babies, her lust swelled with both. Robin had a grand time, until she worked his cock too hard and she had to borrow Friar Tuck's special wine again to keep him going. Prince John encouraged it after a while. It kept them both out of his hair and let him collect all the taxes he wanted. Until his brother came back anyway.