She hadn't considered before exactly how she would take her revenge on Heather Miles, but a plan started forming in her head. She fired the weapon at herself again, and her mass was redistributed in a flash of light, making her just under 68 pounds. The effect had made her even younger looking, as she had her 12 year old figure back- which is to say, no figure at all. Scrawny looking, with coltish arms and legs, little buds for breasts, and no pubic hair to speak of.
She'd always been tiny for her age, and she bet she could pass for 9 or 10 easily in the right clothing. She marveled at her transformation. Not that she particularly wanted to be a kid again, but for her plan to work, it would be the perfect disguise. She fired the gun at herself one more time, shrinking down to 61 pounds. And again, to 55 pounds. This was probably her at 9 or so, and she looked more like an 8 year old!
Her chest was completely flat, and she was absolutely adorable. Perfect! She got out her tape measure, and found she was now just over 4' tall. She got her precise measurements, since she was going to have to purchase clothes that fit her for this to work. She then yawned, suddenly feeling tired.
She padded over to her door, making sure it was securely locked (her stupid brother liked to sneak into her room sometimes, the little pervert) and then climbed onto her bed, and got under the covers. Something about being this small made her feel nice and comfortable, so she drifted off to sleep.
Later...