A Witch's Curse

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A story prompt by SKMagic:

This can take place long ago in a fantasy realm, or modern day in a normal average town/city. A woman who practiced the dark arts of witchcraft had fallen in love with a man. She was absolutely head over heels madly in love with him. As far as she could tell, he felt the same. A couple of blissful years later, the man cheated on the witch. He left her, knowing she was pregnant with his child, for another woman. As you might imagine, this destroyed the witch. Her heart shattered. Trust and faith destroyed. Her spirit darkened. She blamed herself more than she blamed her lover. She was an intelligent person, she should have known it was all a lie.

Giving birth to a girl, the witch vowed to keep her daughter from the same fate. There was no such thing as love. Diving into her dark arts books, spells, and other tomes, the witch found a way to prevent her daughter from experiencing “love”.

On the baby girl’s 3rd birthday, the witch “gifted” her daughter a curse. Should she ever kiss anyone, the daughter would be punished, and loose a fraction of physical herself. Just as with each kiss, a human tends to give away a fraction of their heart and soul. Essentially, you kiss, you shrink.

Of course the witch wanted to be a good mother. She taught and educated her daughter about magic. But seeing how her daughter didn’t desire control over the mystical powers, she encouraged her daughter to pursue whatever she was drawn towards. The daughter grew confident, clever, and adventurous. She also knew of the curse her mother “gifted”. She was raised to believe it was for her own good. It was a way to protect her. Should she ever get caught in the trap of “love”, a single kiss wouldn’t make her disappear or fall into a cursed slumber. No, it would only make her a little shorter, a little thinner, that’s all. Not so bad.

I’m sure you have already put two and two together. The daughter falls in love. She explains to her partner the curse and why she was cursed. Her partner was supportive, saying they would rather be with them without kisses, than to be with someone else who could kiss. The two started researching ways to eliminate the curse. Dark magic, light magic, science, anything. Eventually the daughter went to her mother telling the witch everything. This infuriated the witch, feeling her own daughter was betraying everything she taught her. With delight, the witch established that the curse couldn’t be broken. Not even a kiss of “true love” could stop it, as the curse was activated by kissing. That the curse would take away physically however much the curse saw fit. Maybe she would only loose 12 inches (about 30 centimeters). Maybe after multiple kisses, she would end up only an inch tall (about 2.5 centimeters).

I’ll leave it to your imagination how long the couple waited until one late night, the witch’s daughter chose her fate and took control. Allowing herself to give away her love, her heart, her soul in the form of a kiss. I’ll leave it up to you if they kissed over and over again all in one night, or over the course of years. You can daydream how tiny the daughter became and all the adventures they experienced along the way.

Alternatively, what if the witch’s curse was whomever her daughter kissed was who shrunk. It would be a punishment on the daughter to watch her love get smaller and smaller.

Love you G/t community!!! Have fun with those vivid imaginations of yours!!