I followed her up to her room where she started to take off her clothes.
I waited until she was just in her pantyhose and then wished her to become aware of me, and any further changes I made.
Immediately following that I wished that she would stop screaming.
Her mouth was still wide open and I could see her vocal cords shaking, but no sound was coming out.
I wished that she would relax and that she couldn’t leave until I said so.
“What are you doing here?” She asked me.
“Well Miss Parks, I was just given a great gift. I was given the power to change you in any way I choose.” No need to tell her that I could change ANYONE.
“You’re full of it. Now, How did you get in my house?” She demanded.
I smiled. “Well I guess I am just going to have to prove it to you.”
I wished her to be only four and a half feet tall.
Her perspective dropped rapidly as she shrank from her formerly tallish five foot eleven height to a VERRY short four foot six.
Her mouth opened in a scream again, yet again, no sound was coming out.
She quickly realized that screaming was useless now, and stopped.
Looking up at me I could see the fear and realization in her eyes.
“That’s right, you are mine to control.”
I could tell that she was trying to figure out why she couldn’t flee.
“Change me back!” She ordered, with all the strength someone her height could muster.
I was surprised that she could still be so authoritative. An idea popped into my head.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t undo any changes I make to you.” I lied with a somewhat apologetic tone.
Again the look of horror returned to her eyes. “You can’t leave me like this.” She pleaded.
“True,” I stated, “No one would believe that you are who you are. Let me see what I can do.”
I wished her back up to the height of five foot five, a good five inches shorter than me.
“Now I know that you are still quite a bit shorter than you use to be, but, if you wear heels you will be almost your old height.”
She looked up at me and back down at herself pleading, “But I don’t own any heels, and besides, none of my clothes are going to fit me now.”
I grinned at her. “Would you like me to fix that for you?”
“Yes! Please, anything you say. I can’t afford to buy new clothes and shoes.”
Oh! This was great!
How should I go about fixing this for her…