Dreams came to him from activities of his day. Mixing together into an odd mash up. Running furiously from a panting noise behind him. Clacking nails like those of a monstrous beast. He dare not look back. Like a leaky faucet dribbling, salty beads of sweat rolling down his brow on his run. Tossing about on the bed as he fought his fantasy. Breathing heavy feeling small and weak. The power of the shapeshifting medallion taking heed of his mentality. Dwindling down with each deep breath. A dual change came over Kyle both in his dream and his physical body. In unison his form pulling tight like a sheet tucked in taut his skin lost any weight of years. Youthful fear of the unknown taking control of his shape as a true second childhood took hold. Flaxen hair trailing out of his head.
Kyle’s mind thinking on panicked cries of a little girl who lost track of her mother. Feeling much the same imagining himself with the spirit of that girl. His face took on delicate features. Body hair fading away along with the formerly enhanced bulge between his legs. Into him his manhood flowed creating his new sex. Kyle swung around to his pursuer when its warm tongue began to taste him. Crying out, “Mommmy!”
Jerking awake Kylie found a dog licking her. “Ahhh! Oh, a puppy dog.” She threw her arms about the furry form. Feeling a hard medallion she picked it up eyeing it. The dog nuzzling up and into the loop of the medallion. “You want to feel pretty don’t you? Ha, ha are you a magic doggy? Where did the medallion go?” Her small hands coursing through Amanda’s soft fur. Kylie hopped off the bed looking all over to see if she dropped the medallion.
Amanda wondering what game that Kyle was playing. Stretching into downward dog pose. Her fingers curling out of her paws. Her expanding body growing past her fur coating. Smushing in her snout and losing the canine features like the horrid breath. Crinkling her nose at the faint odor of dog food. Next diminishing her nostril capabilities to relieving her sensitivities. Multiple rows of nipples coming together sliding up her chest into a perky pair. Fatty deposits redistributing behind into pleasant mounds and her nipples as the peaks. “Oh shi…oot.” Amanda said feeling awkward swearing in front of a child. Even if that child was her husband. The girl perked up. “Kyle I hope you changed the timer on the medallion otherwise you will be spending the day as a little girl.”
“My name is Kylie and I am a little girl. Mommy can I have breakfast now?” Kylie asked.
Amanda decided to play along, “Sure honey but first you have to use the potty.” Checking the time she figured she had time for a set of animal pancakes. Kylie was certainly cute. A call into Kyle’s work and he could have the day to have fun. Stifling a snicker seeing him walking out of the bathroom in a t-shirt many sizes to big. Together they went to the kitchen and Amanda whipped up pancakes complete with blueberry smiley face. She commandeered the syrup from Kylie before it overflowed the plate. Next her mind turned to getting some clothes for her new daughter and what to do with her today.
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