"Hey! Wait a second!" Eileen blinked again, staring at Ty in shock. "Did... did you change yourself already? You weren't working out at all, were you?"
"Uh... no ma'am." Ty gulped, smiling sheepishly. "No, I wasn't."
"That's incredible!" Eileen gasped. "And you... you shrank Dustin. You made him small?" She held her fingers up and closed them together adorably, face contorted into enthusiastic disbelief.
"Well, not exactly. I kind of made him... small. Like a little boy." Ty said, almost laughing.
"You made him younger?!" Eileen squealed. "Oh my God! That's incredible!"
"Well... yeah..." Ty came to the sudden realization of just what he was capable of. "But... it felt wrong. Because I didn't just make him young, I also changed... like... the universe."
Eileen put her hands over her mouth and her eyes widened further.
"Like... I made it so that he had always been that way. And everybody thought it had always been that way. But it felt wrong." Ty remembered. That sick feeling.
"Ty!" Eileen said, shaking. "C-Can... can you make me younger?"
"What?" Ty said sharply, suddenly caught back in the moment. "Uh..."
"Just a little!" Eileen began nervously wringing her hands. "Please?"
"H-How... how much?" Ty took a deep breath. "How much younger?"
Now it was the dark skinned mom's turn to blush deeply around her cheeks and across her nose. "Um... can you..." She gulped. "Well, I don't know! However much you'd like!"
"O-Okay." Ty took a deep breath. He stared at Mrs. Paulson, whose eyes widened, and closed his own eyes. Make Mrs. Paulson my age.
The beautiful brazillian gasped sharply and her face contorted into the greatest expression of shock and bewilderment ever seen. Sitting in her chair, staring at Ty, her mouth hung open as she began to melt into her clothes. She wasn't melting though, she was rapidly growing younger. Soon the 40 year old was a much more trim and smooth 30 year old.
"H-How does it feel?" Ty barely whispered.
Eileen bit her lip, eyes wide, and resisted the moan of pleasure she wanted to let out. "It... it feels amazing, Ty."
Backwards she went, from 30 to a startlingly attractive 25. Her clothes were looser, her body thinner, her breasts firmer. Her skin was smooth and bronzed, almost glistening with a perpetual glow. Her dark hair was flowing and soft. She let out a startled gasp as she hit her early 20's... and began to shrink.
"Whoa!" Eileen laughed nervously. She bit her lip harder, closed her eyes, and winced. "Whoaaaa..."
"Mrs... Paulson?" Ty leaned in, worried, as the mom reduced to a busty teenager, clothes swimming on her, and kept shrinking down.
"I-I'm fine, Ty..." She gasped, running a hand over her face and marveling as she heard her higher teenaged voice. At 16 she seemed to sutter, and finally she leveled out at 15 years old.
Eileen opened her eyes, long dark lashes blinking, and stared down at herself. She was sitting in clothing that was huge. Her young body was still busty and shapely, but a reduced version of her adult proportions. She looked back to Ty, nervously sweating, and chuckled at his expression.
"I'm fine!" She went to stand up for a better look at herself, and collapsed as she tripped up on her too big housecoat. Ty rushed to her side as she laughed hysterically, and helped her back to her feet.
"Hey, stay here for a bit, would you?" Eileen bounced excitedly. "I'm gonna go throw on some of Becca's old clothes!"
"O-Okay..." Ty blinked, watching Eileen bound excitedly down the hall.
"Stay there, Ty!" Eileen giggled, pointing at him.