Mike followed the girls for a few minutes, but soon his attention was drawn to the changing rooms, where a ten-year-old boy was making a fuss about having his thirty-something mother pick out school clothes for him. "Here, try this one on," she told him, and handed him a polo shirt and some slacks. Mike waited until the boy came back out, then swapped the two. Now, the mother had her son's body, wearing the clothes she had picked out, while the son stood in his mother's mature body wearing a white blouse and knee-length black skirt. "Now turn around... No, that won't do" decided the mother, apparently not liking how her own former outfit looked. "Okay, get changed back, and then we can leave," instructed the mother, and her son dutifully trudged back into the changing stall. When he emerged, he was wearing the cargo shorts and Pokemon T-shirt he had been wearing previously, now sized to fit his new womanly frame. Mike could see he wasn't wearing his mother's (now his) bra, although he did have her stockings and two-inch heels, and presumably her panties as well. The newly diminutive mother carefully gathered up and refolded the bra, blouse, and skirt that were once hers but now belonged to the store, and headed off to put them back on the shelf.
Mike stood for a minute, amazed at the extent of the changes in reality his power could cause. Then he decided to...
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