"May, sweetie. Would you be little for me, please?" Morgan asks.
"Yeah, sure Mommy. I'd love to. I kinda wanna be held again." May answers.
"Thank you sweetie. I still remember what an angel you were as a child. You were also so darn cute." Morgan says, thinking of when May was a small child.
"How old?" May asks.
"I want my little kindergardner back." Morgan says.
"5 it is." May says, and concentrates on being 5-years-old again. May also wanted it to be quick, and it was. Soon, a now 5-year-old May stood where the soon-to-be High School Senior once stood. Her long black hair still looked very good. May's clothes morphed into a white long sleeved shirt and an orange skirt, and her white panties that she wore at 17 were just shrunken down to her new size and on her feet were a pair of brown sandals. Morgan lifts the child into her arms.
"Oh, May. You are so darn cute." Morgan says, holding May close.
"I can't believe how small I am now. I feel so safe in your arms, though." May comments.
"I could hold you until the end of time, May. Now then, what next?" Morgan asks. May decides..........