You notice the changes to Emma as the teenage boy's body she now has starts getting shorter in height, but also in overall size. Within a few seconds she has dropped from around 5' 8" to little over 4 feet tall, but you can see that her features have regressed in age. Inevitably the clothes that you had offered her to wear a few minutes before were now hanging loose around her. As she starts speaking you can tell than she is now a young boy..
"Oh shit! That's all I need. Not only have you made me a bloody boy, I'm now prepubescent!"
"Yeah, well, I'm sorry Emma." you respond. "although I didn't make you take the first one - you did that all on your own."
"Yeah, and my clothes are now falling off me."
You look more closely and indeed the pair of shorts you had given her have fallen to the floor, and the boxers are probably not far behind.
"I'll make a note of this change on the log... might be worth remembering this one. I can imagine it could be fun being a Cub Scout all over again." Both Emma and Stacey give you a quizzical look. "Oh come on, could be fun to run riot without any responsibilities!"
"OK, forget it! Jeez. Shall I have the next one then?"
The other two accept this as being at least a step forwards, even if they don't necessarily think it's a particularly brilliant idea.
So you venture forward, pick up a bean, and pop it into your mouth.
Nothing happened for a few seconds, then you feel hot all over, and are aware of something changing...
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