It was now the early morning. Ty collected his tiny people in his arms carefully and began to trip upstairs to Eileen's bedroom. As he walked up, he stared at the three goddesses laying on top of his forearms and the new handsome man he had created from nothing. He began to swell with arousal again.
In her bedroom, Eileen's daughter Becca stirred and sat up yawning. She looked down at her suddenly increased bust, hanging lower and heavier than before, and found herself toying with two much bigger boobs. She weighted them in her hands, blushing on her soft brown face, and began squeezing gently, appreciating their heft and size. Her hand slipped under the covers and she began toying with her pussy. Suddenly, she heard somebody coming upstairs and was startled enough that she slipped her hand free from masturbating and quickly threw on her night gown.
"Mom?" She called. "I thought you went out."
Ty froze in his trucks and stared down at six inch tall Eileen in his arms. Shit! Becca! He had totally forgotten Becca. Well... she would be joining her mother soon enough.
There was no time to do anything but stand there buck naked with a huge erection as Becca threw open her door and walked out into the hall. She turned, saw the huge and naked Ty before her, and screamed in terror before much else registered, throwing herself past Ty and dashing for the phone on the wall.
Ty stopped her of course. He set down his four tiny dolls and turned to Becca, willing her to freeze before she reached the phone. Freeze, she did, stopping in her tracks and turning to solid ice beneath her night gown, her face permenantly fixed in shock. As the morning sun began to rise in the living room window, the warm rays hit the poor girl and she began to drip slowly as her form started melting.
"Oh. Shit." Ty stared in horror. He willed her to come back to life and was even more startled as the ice sculpture sprang to life, suddenly off balance in mid run to the phone from her new heavy weight.
"N-No!" Ty tried to stop it, but the split second of hesitation was enough. Becca plummeted forward and fell onto the kitchen tile with a horrendous crack. Her left arm broke off from her body, her torso snapped in half above the waist, and her fingers on her right hand shattered into a million tiny pieces. The ice girl stared at herself, lying on her back and trying to right herself desperately, and realized the state she was in.
Becca tried to scream, but nothing would come from her mouth. She looked all around at her shattered melting body parts and frantically turned across the floor, breaking and cracking more down her body and splintering herself further in the process.
"What a fucking mess!" Ty groaned, slapping his forehead. He willed Becca to become immobile again and watched her frozen terrified face for a moment. Drip. Drip. Drip.
He willed her to reform together and watched as the shards of ice and droplets of water flew to her from all over the kitchen floor, returning her to a terrified but whole ice girl again. Sighing in relief, he returned her to flesh.
Still wearing her nightgown, Becca slumped down onto the kitchen floor and looked up at the ceiling in abject disbelief. "W-What the fuck..." She said to nobody in particular, looked down to Ty standing over her, still naked but flaccid, and screamed again.
"Please!" She cried. "No! No more! What the fuck are you?"