With Dustin gone - perhaps for good - it was time to set his sights on the other two members of his foster family.
As Ty lathered himself up and enjoyed the first warm shower he'd had in ages (Dustin usually used all the hot water on purpose) he considered the possibilities. Mark was your man's man, a jock douche like Dustin, and pound for pound one of the meanest people he'd ever known. He was severely homophobic and insistant on manning up. June was a callous cougar housewife bitch, the kidn that swirled wine in a glass every evening, and she needed to be knocked down a few pegs.
Ty stroked his erection in the hot wet shower and moaned. Dustin had reduced before his eyes. The shrinking had been particularly wonderful, and it turned out Ty might have a strong micro fetish. As he had held his animalized step brother in his hands the arousal had been incredible. Even now, the feeling of the warm furry body that was still a living intelligent person in his hand was delicious. The feel of power. The sensation of being in control.
Wonderful.
Ty orgasmed quietly, spilling forth his seed from his excited cock, and rinsed off.
He would start with Mark. But this time make it slow and calculated. he would feminize and reduce the macho man to a girly man. And perhaps... all the way to a girl. Ty grinned and turned the faucet off.
It was his turn to play God with their lives.