You decided to even things out a bit so you looked around for a man. Not just any man but you were looking for a handsome man in his thirties. A man who didn't need to be tough to consider himself as macho. You also wanted a man who wasn't part of the gathering crowd gawking at the screaming eight-year old girl and her mother. You knew what you wanted to do, the man was going to be made to think that he is actually an eight-year old girl and that daughter of the random women was his mother. Unlike the girl in the last chapter, this man wouldn't know that he had been changed or that who had done it.
You picked a man who fit the bill and changed his perception of himself. He thought he was now a little girl. You expected him to look for his mother. But he surprised you, he simply wondered off. But soon he was looking not for his mother, he was looking for his dolly. He never was carrying a dolly but as a little girl he thought he always carried one. He back tracked where he had come from looking for his dolly. He kept his eyes on the ground looking for her. The farther he went without seeing her (his dolly) the more he started to panic. Soon he had returned to where all this started. He looked up and didn't see his dolly of course, he saw a woman he thought was his mother. He rushed into her, she was turned away and hugged her and started crying, "Mommy, Mommy, Cynthia is gone." Cynthia is the name of his dolly. The woman had never seen this man before.
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