Twelve years old! The difference three years made was huge – at fifteen he was already as tall as his dad and showing the first traces of a mustache, and his body had some muscle. And something between his legs. Now he was small, skinny, and definitely pre-pubescent.
He stared at his reflection, trying to decide if he liked this or not. Any hopes he had of having more sex with Hebe were gone for now, but when he tried to remember even the incredible masturbation of just a few minutes ago, sex didn’t seem like anything all that great. He felt his face – the smooth cheeks no longer had acne, and he looked pretty cute.
Hebe smiled. “Would you like some more changes, my little charmer? Perhaps some more years removed? A different hair color, a different face? How would you like to spend the next two weeks as cherub, or a playmate for guest’s children?”
Derrick grinned in amazement. “You can do all that?”
Hebe nodded. “Almost anything you can imagine is possible here. I can give youth and change human features. Others here can let you experience life as a monster, a tree, even rebirth as a beast.”
Derrick thought for a moment, then said “I would really like…”