Natalie Brown looked at her students in fear, struggling to cover up her body. She had shrunk, to the point that some of her kids were taller than she was! As they circled around her in awe, she felt a shiver run down her spine. Were the kids getting...taller?
"No...!" she moaned, as her body continued to dwindle. Soon she was no more than seven years old. Her face flushed with embarrassment as she felt her body being poked and prodded by curious students. She fled from the room, no longer caring about her nakedness, ignoring the calls of "Mrs. Brown, wait!" from the kids.
She made her way to the girl's bathroom and ran into a stall, climbing up on the closed lid of the toilet. Drawing her legs up, her knees against her now (quite flat) chest, she sobbed. What was she going to do? She couldn't work like this...who would even believe her if she claimed to be an adult?
Would she end up in a foster home, forced to grow up all over again? So absorbed in these thoughts, she didn't even notice someone else come into the room until there was a knock on the stall door.
"Hey, are you ok in there?"
It was the voice of a young woman...oh that had to be Ashley, Mrs. Knight's student teacher. Ashley was only 20, but looked younger, due to her small frame. Natalie secretly thought the girl was quite cute, but, of course, didn't say so.
Most parents would be apalled at having their children taught by a lesbian, after all, so she had remained chaste, and kept her sexuality a secret. There was no "Mr. Brown", she'd merely concocted a story about being separated from her husband...a husband that didn't, couldn't exist.
She'd known she liked girls since a young age, but had struggled with her sexuality all her life. Now, at 30, she'd resolved to become an old maid.
"Y..yes." Her voice sounded so young and frightened!
"I don't think so. Why don't you let me in?" Ashley sounded so kind...
"I..I can't. I'm naked."
"It's ok, we're both girls, right? I can give you my sweater to wear."
She really shouldn't, but she got up and unlocked the stall door. Ashley Grant was a little under 5' tall, and her cute features made her look more like 14 than 20, in Natalie's opinion. She was a bright girl, but she'd only be able to ever teach young kids- students tended to not respect people who were their size or smaller. Something she now had real experience with.
"Oh honey, what happened to your clothes? Did you have an accident?" Ashley had removed her cardigan, and wrapped it around Natalie, buttoning it up. It hung on her body loosely, and probably looked quite comical, but it was warm and smelled good.
"I...yes, an accident." Natalie blushed. How the heck could she explain this?
"Well, we better call your parents and get you home."
Unknown to Natalie, the person who had changed her into a little girl had moved onto other interests, and forgotten about the former teacher. His gadget proved to have an (untested) 'reality function', and he'd used it. This was supposed to make her (and the rest of the world) believe she actually was a little girl.
But as we will see, it had a different effect...