Missy was shocked when she returned to the story that had left her a short cow woman. She had spent the past few days getting used to her new body and trying to set up a monitor on her old laptop to be placed outside the dead zone in her eyesight.
She also was having trouble with the fact that her arms are too short to milk herself, but her roommate milked her once her top boobs were dragging on the ground.
However, despite her minor complaints, she was much happier than she was when she was Moss. And she definitely would rather stay flesh-and-blood.
This "Naught" enjoys sexlessness? Maybe if he gets what he wants?
Naught spent the rest of the day wondering how the other storytellers would retaliate on his "declaration of war." He was half worried that whoever gets to the story first will turn him into a sex-crazed bimbo out of spite, and those worries increased as he felt a tingling throughout his body while he was walking in the park.
First, his clothes disappeared, leaving him naked and surrounded by strangers. The innate suspension of disbelief protected him from the many families around, but he was still a little embarrassed, and more than a bit aroused (which embarrassed him even more).
The tingling returns, as his dick shrinks away. However, as it disappears, he finds that no vagina has opened up, leaving him sexless with only a urethra between his legs.
His body slimmed down, his shoulders and waist pulling in to give him an androgynous body. His hair lengthened a bit, and hid Adams apple vanished, giving him a voice somewhere in the middle between man and woman.
Naught realized that the tingling had returned, as they shrunk further. Because of their lack of sex characteristics, it wasn't until they noticed that what little body hair they did have left had lightened to nothing did they wonder 'am I getting younger?'
Hitting a growth spurt in reverse answered that question, leaving them a little under four foot. 'I haven't been this short since I was ten!' Naught thought.
Quickly realizing something, he searched for any sort of identification on their body and surroundings. A small bag had appeared beside them, thankfully, and contains their phone and wallet, unchanged. The wallet was what Naught was really after, opening it to find that there is still a driver's license and all the credit cards that were there this morning.
The license had a smiling child in the photo id, but still listed their old birthdate. 'So am I an adult that looks like a kid? Or a kid that was born over 20 years ago?' The phone provided more info, as all the photos changed to feature their new, child-like body. Photos of college parties, vacations, and sports games show what looks like a naked ten year old drinking beer along with everyone else.
Naught put their phone away. As they started walking back to their car, the large playground caught their eye. All the other boys and girls running and climbing looked so fun! They tallest slide in the center of the play area seems so much taller at Naughts new height. They thought for a moment, 'I guess I'm a little bit of both kid and adult?' before running to the playground.
Missy hoped that would make Naught happy, to have the best of childhood and adulthood at the same time. She climbed out of the chair and dropped to all fours, feeling her nipples rub against the carpet and sending jolts of pleasure through her body with every step.