-This is supposed to be shota and loli. Don't read if you don't like.-
Lance looked around the fancy, well-furnished room. Even though it was only for two, it looked like it was created for six or eight, just because of the accommodations for the transformations. He was glad he decided to shell out the extra cash for the Person room too.
At twenty-five Lance had a pretty good life; his dad was a shrewd businessman and a good business teacher and between them they'd built a decent sized company revolving around a variety of products. He also worked out and exercised regularly so he was lean and well-muscled, though not hugely ripped, and on top of all that he had a good face too; blue eyes and dirty blond hair, though due to his position as vice-president he wore his hair short. He stood about six foot even.
His girlfriend, Pearl, had majored in animation and was waiting to find out if the pitch for a TV series she made would be accepted. She worked at an HMV* in the meantime. She was quite pretty, standing about five-feet and six inches with neck-length brown hair and brown eyes. Her body was fairly curvy too, with decent sized breasts and booty.
The trip to this resort had been her idea, but Lance had been only too willing to comply. "Well," Pearl said, "Do you want to change first?"
"How about we change at the same time?" Lance suggested.
"Agreed."
"Oh wait," Lance said, quickly stripping down do his underwear, "I want to see the changes in full."
"Oh good idea," Pearl added, stripping to her own underwear. "Now let's start."
With that said Lance focused on what he wanted to become, as did Pearl, and the two of them began to become younger, and then shrink. Lance's muscles seemed to melt back into his body as he lost height, while his hair grew out, and Pearl's hair grew out as well while her curves vanished.
It didn't take long, but by the end of it the two twenty-five year olds had been replaced with a pair of ten year olds. Lance was about four-feet, six inches tall and despite his younger age he'd retained his lean, athletic build, with all his muscles still showing clear definition and visible size. When he flexed his lean, athletic stomach six abs appeared and he had a cute, round bottom. His briefs had transformed into a pair of blue boxer-briefs that showed a bulge that was actually a bit large for his age. His face had become irresistibly cute, rounded and shapely in all the right places, big blue eyes and his blond hair grown out into a shaggy shoulder-length surfer cut.
Pearl was just as slim and athletic, so she still had a sort of curvy look in spit of lacking the actual curves, and her bottom was as round and cute as her boyfriend's. Her hair had grown down to her upper back, while her panties had become colourful and her bra had vanished. "Wow Pearl," Lance said, trying out his angelic young voice, "You're adorable."
"Aww thank you, but you're the cute one," Pearl said, feeling Lance's young muscles before reaching behind and pinching his young rear. "Very nice."
Lance followed by placing one hand on Pearl's behind and on her neck and kissing her. Their ten year old lips were wondrously soft and it felt incredible. "This is awesome," he said afterwards, "We're a living shota and loli couple."
"I know! Isn't it great? So do you wanna go somewhere? Look around the rest of the resort?"
"Sure," Lance said, pulling on a pair of blue and white cargo boardshorts and a white sleeveless shirt, both transformed from his original clothes.
Pearl pulled on a light yellow bikini top and bottom, then a light blue tanktop and light yellow denim short shorts. "Well cutie? Ready to look around?"
"One second," Lance said, kissing her again, "Now I'm ready, where do you want to go?"