Terri decided to remove the penis for now, since in her post-nut clarity she felt that it ruined her innocent loli image.
“I wish that my giant dong was no more!” she said to herself. Not even a second after the words left her mouth she felt her dick harden itself again, but instead of the throbbing of lust, an feeling of ice cold contraction settled inside her male part, which felt weird and wrong, yet it was not painful.
“Maybe it’s because I’m letting go of something of my body?” she thought to herself. She watched it shrinking into her groin, first into guy-, then kid-size, and finally vanishing. She checked the place it occupied on her body, only to find her tiny slit there, making her sex female again. Her eyes went to the mirror and , despite the ice coldness of her libido, liked what she saw, her naked elementary-schooler self in all its glory. This weirded her out, not only was she checking out herself in a body which normally should not be near sex for lots of years, but it was her body from back then, too!
All this led to a conflict in her mind: One part wanted to wish her libido and sexual taste back to what it was before, but another one wanted to go on experiencing the fun of mixing and matching the perverted fantasies of a dozen guys, with the ring as the enabler and protector. The latter won out in the end, and she sighed at her own perversion.
After cleaning ther though the ring, she said “I wish that I wore something from my time in Elementary School!” since it was only fitting. And suddenly she felt something on her body, a look in the mirror telling her that she wore a pink shirt and blue jeans now. “Man, I was a lot girlier back then.” Checking under her clothes she confirmed white panties, but no bra, which was expected.
She used the timeout, which she has given herself, to think.