As she continues to talk to you, you feel her tightening the bow more and more cruising your waist making it smaller and more feminine. As she continues to talk as you listen, you also fail to notice that as you continued to listen to her you are deciding of what you should do as your 'so-called' parents arrive. She knows that if you run away as soon as she is done you will be in trouble. As she walks away, you start m f lrseat you out youthationsitueththinking of a plan on how to get away from her, but before you made your plan to get away, you decide to look in the mirror to see what you now look like. To your own surprise, you see that you do look like a five year old with the height of a ten year old. Upon seein yourself, you decide to speak up.
"Is that really me." Upon now hearing yourself speak, you are surprised to hear that your voice sounds a little more higher and younger. Caught by the surprise in your own voice, you pay no attention at all when the woman comes back and starts brush out your hair, making it more feminine. As you know that you now have no place to go, you decide to tell the woman something that she needed to know.
"Excuse me miss," you said as you speak up to get her attention," but I lied to you when I said that my parents were coming for me. I do not know where my parents are." As soon as you said this, the woman suddenly turns you around and starts to give you a hug, one in which you surprisingly return back. As she continues to hug you, she speaks up in your ears getting your attention.
"Oh honey, I did not know that you are a lost child. I have to call an Amber Alert immediately." As she was about to make the call, you stop her by speaking up.
"Please do not do that. Instead, I was wondering if maybe you can take me with you," you said with chance of hoping to escape from both her and the situation that you accidentally put yourself in.
"Oh honey, I would love to take care of you, but I am almost an old woman. I can't possibly take care of another child, but my daughter has been hoping for a child and it seems as if you are granting her wish. I can't wait to tell her the good news. I am going to call her and tell her of the good news, but before I do tell her, I want to sprinkle you with some of my supposedly magic pixie dust that I always put on little girls like you." As she does that, you feel yourself starting to change more than usual. You feel yourself getting shorter, your hair much longer, and you feel that your skin is more smoother than usual. Knowing that you are now trapped, you embrace with what was about to happen to you.
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