You reheat the pizza in the microwave, and bring it into the living room. Annette is still wearing her robe, which is getting larger on her by the moment, already she's pushed up the sleeves so that she can type on her laptop. You figure she's contacting her work. You'll have to adjust reality so she can keep her job, since it's highly unlikely she'll want to go back to being over 30.
Already she's turned 11, and is rapidly heading back towards the age of 10. Her breasts have dwindled to tiny buds, and her features have become more childish. You feel aroused, but it's different than when you were a guy. You really like being a girl, but it feels weird not having a dick.
Jamie seems very interested in Annette's regression, and as you bring the food, she speaks up. "I kind of want video of this, it's really damn cool, Annette."
Annette turns her head. "Hm? Oh yeah, it's pretty wild. I mean, just listen to my voice, I sound like a kid."
"That's because you are a kid, you're almost 10 again." You point out.
She shivers a bit. "It's weird, I should be getting too young to even think about sex, but instead, I'm getting really turned on. And I like it. Uh, though...won't it be weird to have sex with a little girl?" She blushes.
"Well, yeah, but it's still you in there. And, I mean, no weirder than having sex with a girl only a few inches tall, right? I'm ok with it." Jamie smiles, and pats Annette on her thigh.
"I...I better not say anything." You quickly bite into a slice of pizza.
By the time you finish eating, Annette has shrunk to an 8 year-old girl. She shrugs out of her robe, which is huge on her. Her chest is completely flat now, and her hips have narrowed. There's almost no difference between her body and that of a young boy's, really. But her skin looks very soft, and she has an innocent, adorable quality about her features. She brushes a lock of hair behind her ear. "All stop. I kind of want to keep going, but...I should see how I like being this age again."
"Aww, you're a real cutie, Annette. I want to buy you some cute clothes." Jamie grins.
"Oh, uh..." Annette blushes. "I kind of want that too. Um, but first, I've drafted some necessary changes to our lives, if you think your phone app can handle them. Obviously I have to work at home exclusively now, since nobody is going to accept a kid in my old job. And even if you can change reality so that they did, that'd probably have other repercussions. Then there's other stuff, like our ID's, job status, living arrangements...you'll be mostly driving the car now, hon." She looks to you.
"Sure, let me see what you got." You scan over the text, it's very in-depth. "What did you say you did again, Annette?"
"Oh I'm a financial advisor, but I'm also an attorney. I don't normally go to court though, I'm more into contract and business law."
Jamie whistles lowly. "Damn, girlfriend. I knew you were smart, but you're really smart."
"Says the Comp Sci major." Annette blushes at the attention.
You dictate the changes, but you don't immediately notice any differences. You find your pile of clothes and your backpack. They're basically the same, but now sized for your body. You get out your ID and see that it has your correct information, including gender ('F'), and your new address is Annette's apartment.
Your name has changed as well, to something more appropriately feminine. You remember your old name, but it seems natural to think of yourself by this new name.
"Ok, so that's all done, what do you girls want to do next?"