Pretty soon, Ty's crush did the thinking for him. He couldn't keep himself from wishing for Erin to be his age. "I-I made a wish," he said, blushing.
Erin gasped. "Whoa! I- I think I felt it," she breathed. It was like her body was pulling into itself slightly. She felt hazy, like her memories of the past year were turning into things she imagined instead of experienced. Wait... she was 23, right? She thought she could be 22- no, 21! "Am I... did you do what you did to Dustin?" she asked worriedly.
"No, of course not!" Ty answered worriedly. Erin could tell he was telling the truth, because what was happening to her felt good. Even though she had shrunk quite a bit, probably at least three inches, she kinda felt like she was getting some like... vigor back, she figured. Her clothes looked way baggier on her now, and she blushed at the realization Ty seemed to be almost turned on from this. But the thing that clued her into what was happening was when her long hair tugged back into her until it was about neck-length. She hadn't worn it like that since... the beginning of high school!
"Whoa, I feel like I just lost a few years," Erin giggled, trying to put up a confident front. "Ty, did you just... turn me into a teenager?"
Ty nodded, blushing hard. "I-I wanted you to be my age," he admitted.
"Aww, buddy!" Erin giggled, and all of a sudden the two teens got lost in a haze of hormones. Erin kissed Ty passionately, holding his cheeks softly, and he kissed back eagerly. She could tell he had a big hard-on, and realized her pussy was really wet right now. "Ty?" she whispered.
"Yeah?" the boy breathed.
"I have an idea..."