Ty carefully walked over to the couch, Eileen balancing in his hand as they moved, and sat down.
Ty stared at the six inch teen in wonder and she looked away, her browned skin blushing crimson. She meekly held her hands over her crotch and seemed like she might wither away of embarrassment at any second under Ty’s giant gaze.
“This is so weird, Ty.” Eileen squeaked in her tiny six inch voice. “When I was this age I was so vulnerable and insecure. And you made me so tiny and helpless.”
“I’m sorry.” Ty whispered shakily, his voice almost cracking. “I just wanted to show Becca, like you said. I’ll grow you back.”
“Wait...” She whispered back, gently kneeling in Ty’s palm. “Will... will you... uh... I want to... uh, I need to...” She seemed to dance over the words and gulped. “You... can touch me, if you... if you...”
Ty blushed deep red and looked away in embarrassment. So did Eileen, sighing awkwardly and putting her cheek in her tiny hand.
“I... don’t think I’m ready.” Ty gulped. “I like... looking. But I don’t know if I can touch.”
“Here.” Eileen squeaked, sitting in the soft folds of Ty’s palm and staring up at him sweetly, a blushing smile on her lips. “Do... you... like me?”
“Yes.” Ty gulped in shame.
“I want you to think of me at my normal size and age.” Eileen said in her cute shrunken voice. “Close your eyes.”
Ty took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
“Think of my round sexy butt when I lean over to work in my garden.” She grinned. “My huge soft breasts, straining that little green shirt I like to wear. You know the one. My big tits squeezed so tight into my bra.”
Ty smiled warmly and felt himself growing hard and throbbing in his pants. Eileen looked down with Ty’s eyes closed and she grinned at the straining bulge in the boys pants.
“Good.” Eileen squeaked, her young nipples growing erect. “You have that in the palm of your hand, Ty. Your fantasy literally in your hand. I’m glad you told me how you felt about me. So... Young, old, big, small, however you want me. I want you to feel good and have fun. It’s okay, I’m giving you permission.”
Ty opened his eyes and sweat visibly dampened his brow. He met the face of tiny teenager Eileen and she stared from his hand into his eyes in encouraging delight.
“Do what you want.” She insisted.
“Can... can we...” Ty blushed merrily. “Can we... do it?”
“Oh yeah.” Eileen perked up eagerly.