Now just prior to June's horrified outburst Ty had caused everyone else in the house to fall into a deeper sleep, he wanted to have this special time alone with newly humilated foster mom. As June ran into the hall Ty stepped out from behind his door and said, "love your hair, what do you call that look? Retro-Butch?" "You did this to me!", she whimpered, "But how?". "Well you remember since my birthday, that would be the one forgot, I've gain powers to change things how ever I want." "So I thought I'd give you an exciting new look, one your going to be permantlly attached to."
"What do you mean" sceamed June as her hands shot up to her cropped hair, "you mean it's going to stay this short!". "Oh yes, and with your help", taunted Ty, "once a month you'll have an uncontrolable desire to have it buzzed right down to it's presant look, it'll never be much longer than that." "Your lieing, you little brat, you must of drugged me and then did this do me!" she screamed, knowing it didn't make sence, but right now nothing did.
Angered she grabbed Ty by the arm, "Now tell me what happened to my hair!" she yelled as tears ran down my face! "Let go of me, Buzz-Top!", shouted Ty, "It looks like you need a bit more convincing.". And with that Ty closed his eyes and wished. Slowly June's once ample size D breast shrunk down to a puny B cups. June looked down in horror at new little breasts, all she could mutter was a pathedic, "Noooo!".
"Now I suggest you let go of me or you'll be needing a training bra.", chuckled Ty. June quickly released Ty's arm. "Please" she begged, "stop doing these humiliating things to me, change me back." "What will people say when they see me like this?" she asked.
"As far as everyone is concerned you cut your hair like that, on a whim, 5 years ago, loved it and kept it buzzed ever since. So I suggest you go along with that or people will think your nuts, even more so when you return from your monthly clippings." he sternly informed her. "Yes" she timidly replied, "I'll do what ever you say." "The haircut is permanent, so don't waste your breath pegging me about it, that's your punishment for years of neglecting me, but you have some leverage with your cleavage." instructed Ty. June's hands slowly brushed over her shorne head, the bristled, unfamiliar hair softly tickled her plams. Tears flowed down her checks as she realized she'd never run her handa through her thick hair again.
But there was some glimmer of hope, her hands went down to her small breasts, which easily fit into her cupped hands. The haircut was bad enough, but with these tiny breasts... well she didn't need to look anymore like a little boy. Sheepishly she looked up at Ty, fearful of his new power. She slowly asked, "You said you could do something about these." lifting her pathedic boobs?"
"Yes, those will be my guarentee that you treat me better." Ty stated. "What do I have to do!" she eagerly asked. "You can start with throwing me a hugh birthday party... tomorow!", he demanded. "But a big birthday party on such short notice will be a lot of work." she stammered. "Your right," retorted Ty, so I suggest you get right to bed, you've got a lot of work a head of you." June sadly looked down at her tiny chest, and then forceing a thin smile to her tear-soaked face she uttered, "It'll be the best party ever, Ty."
"That's more like it," laughed Ty, "keep this new attitude up for a whole month and you may just move up a cup size. Two months and you'll be back to old self." "Yes Ty.",she replied and slowly shufeled toward here bed room with her shorne head hung low. Ty reached out and grabbed he by the arm, "And remember, if you disappoint me, you can still get smaller." he said as his face formed a huge smile, as he glanced at her tiny top.
He released her, she slowly went to her bed, set the alarm for 4:00AM, and crawled under her covers. One hand covered her small school-girl chest as the other went up to her buzzed head. Tears soaked her pillow as she cried herself to sleep.