Another long day another, but at least it had come to an end. Marshal was ready to just go home and share a meal with his girlfriend. Just coming up to the apartment door, he could hear her humming. He opened the door and walked in, quietly closing the door behind him. Then he came toward the kitchen to see what Devon was cooking, and saw her walking by with a casserole dish with something in it... Though she was not as tall as she normally was. Instead Devon was actually rather small, wings and tail missing too. Marshal walked into the kitchen as she set the casserole on the table.
"Hey, Dev."
Devon jumped at his voice, and her body rapidly grew in size. Her wings and horns grew out again as she turned to him, "Welcome home, Marshal." She chuckled with a slight blush. "The casserole might need some time to let the dish cool down."
"So... the size thing." Marshal said, "How'd that happen?"
"I-I could always." Devon said, "D-don't you remember?"
Marshal just looked at her more confused, "You make it sound like you're hiding a murder. What's wrong?"
Devon's ears lowered and she sighed, "I... I figured out how to change my form. I guess a succubus would need that to fit their prey's sexual desires.."
"And you... used it to take that smaller fox form?" Marshal thought on this, and ears went down, "Back to your normal form..."
"It's not just that, I've gotten use to being a this." Devon said, "I just... I like the old days, when I was the smaller of the group, being in your arms and all."
Marshal looked her, ears a bit flat, but raised.
"Come on, I know you were turned on be me being the tall queen." Devon said, "Can you fault me for wanting to be what I desire?"
Marshal walked to her, "Shrink down again." He smiled to her, "I wanna hug my little vixen."
Devon looked to her with wide eyes. The horns and wings shrinking away as she started looking up to him.
"We got time before the casserole cools off?"
Devon Nodded, and was swept off her feet. "Woah!"
Marshal carried her off bridal style to the living room, "I'm seeing what you mean about being small, you're easy to carry away like this." both of them were chuckling at that.
Once there, they ignored the broken couch and cuddled beside the basket of blankets. She snuggled in his arms as close as she could, and Marshal would hold her close or loose depending on what Devon wanted. They were cuddling for several minutes until supper time, and then a couple hours after the nice warm meal.

By the next morning, Marshal woke up in a large demoness' arms with his head on her chest. He got up quiet and carefully to let Devon sleep. When Devon awoke, she could smell eggs and bacon. Coming to the kitchen, she saw Marshal laying out a platter of both.
She came up behind him and hugged him, "Good morning, Honey." She said, "You could have waited for me to help you."
Marshal paused all motion in her arms, and then looked up to her, "I could, but I wanted to."
"Aww, Marshal." She nuzzled his head and then walked for the table.
"By the way," Marshal added, "You can take what form you want. You may look like that to please me, but, if we're a couple, I want you to be happy too."
Seconds later, A little foxy came up and hugged him from behind. "Thank you, Marshal."
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Devon (C) Calypso-Dreams

Marshal, art, and story (C)  watcher12