A few minutes later Ty cradled the shrunken down Mrs. Paulson against his chest - she was so light! - and had covered her up with her housecoat like a big blanket. Her nightgown, thankfully, had slipped off on its own and they had abandoned it on the floor.
Tucked into her robe, the woman stared up at Ty pathetically and whimpered. "Talk to me. Keep me distracted." She asked nervously.
"Okay. Uh... I'll do my best."
"Do you think this is permanent?" She asked, high voice almost cracking at the last word. "Is this me now?"
"I don't know." Ty lied.
"No, I suppose not." Mrs. Paulson gulped. "I don't think I've ever heard of anything like this happening to anybody or anything ever."
"Uh, no..." Ty agreed, blushing. "Although you are... kind of cute."
Mrs. Paulson's eyes shot open in alarm and she looked at Ty agape.
He back pedaled suddenly, blushing deep red. "I mean... if it's... nevermind."
Oddly, she nuzzled closer to him and smiled. "No, it's okay, darling. Thank you. I know you meant well."
Ty couldn't resist. With Becca on the way and everything being so strange anyway, a little more mischief wouldn't hurt. "Um... actually..." Ty trailed off, his gut wrenching in fear.
Seeing the boy's shy terror, it didn't take long for Mrs. Paulson to realize what was happening. She began to tremble in his arms, so tiny, so vulnerable. This was all so strange, and yet...
She smiled. A warm broad smile. She closed her eyes and chuckled. "I see." She blushed deeply. "That's nothing to be ashamed of. It's quite natural for a boy your age."
"It is?" Ty gulped, staring down at the tiny woman's face, as white as a ghost.
"I'm flattered." She said shakily. "But don't you think Becca is... more... well, prettier?"
"You both are." Ty blurted, putting his hand over his face and blushing to death.
Mrs. Paulson, too, covered her face with her housecoat and blushed deeply, eyes lighting up. "I see." She said meekly.
They both avoided eye contact for a moment and regained their composure, the surreality of the whole situation sinking in and the implications dancing around in both of their heads.
"Well." She said finally, still warm and blushing. She sat up in Ty's arms, clutching her housecoat close, and he turned to look at her eyes, startled as she gently gave him a very tiny peck on the cheek. "That's for being such a young gentleman and taking such good care of me today. But that's all you're getting. Okay?"
"Yes, ma'am." Ty said blushing. "Thank you."
She chuckled and shook her head before resting it on Ty's shoulder happily. "I thought I was starting to show my age."
Ty grinned and hugged her close to him, melting as the tiny woman burrowed into his chest more and got comfortable.
"May I stroke your hair?" Ty asked, gulping.
"You may. But no more than that." Mrs. Paulson said with closed eyes and a grin.
They sat like that for a while, Ty gently stroking her long dark hair, and to his embarassment he realized her was sporting wood. Thank God she wasn't any lower, or she surely would have felt his bulge.
"Ty..." Mrs. Paulson said suddenly, breaking the silence. "Have... have you ever been with a girl before?"
The boy blushed and he shook his head no frantically. His boner began to go down.
"You poor thing..." She said sadly, eyes opening with genuine compassion as the young Ty still stroked her hair with his fingertips. "You're so alone over there in that house. No love."
"N-No ma'am." Ty agreed, intriqued, but at the same time startled by hearing somebody else speak the truth he already knew.
"Hmmm." Mrs. Paulson said suddenly, sitting up once more in Ty's arms. "All right. That's enough of that." She winked. "I should probably focus on... my condition."
"Is it... still OK?" Ty questioned, again, knowing fully well he was responsible and curious how Mrs. Paulson was taking it.
"No, I don't think I'm.... shrinking down anymore." She looked herself over and grimaced. "This is all so strange... but thank goodness I haven't gotten any smaller."
"Uh, yes..." Ty said nervously. He had planned to keep her going down to toy size, but that would be sort of cruel now that things had leveled off. Besides, he felt guilty enough. Becca would get there, see her mom, and then she would magically return to normal.
Or... why wait for Becca?
With a devious thought, Ty willed Mrs. Paulson to spurt the opposite way... in his arms... while holding her...
The sudden tingling returned and Mrs. Paulson suddenly stiffened and went wide eyed. "Oh shit! I think I spoke too soon! Ty! Ty! It's starting again!"
Ty said nothing, but watched in fascination as he *slowly* spurted Mrs. Paulson back a little. Instantly, she began to expand as he cradled her, and with an audible stretching noise she gained back an entire foot in height, her legs spilling over Ty's arms, and as he had hoped, her housecoat pushing open to reveal her big soft breasts and nude upper body.
So shocked she could barely move, Mrs. Paulson stared into Ty's eyes with a mortified expression and frantically covered herself.