This choice: Myx has spotted somebody else. • Go Back... Myx, getting a little distracted, waved over to Claire, who was walking and talking with Michelle.
"I'll be back in a minute.", the fairy waved to her friend. Claire gave a subtle nod in response before the fairy took off.
Myx darted through the store, passing by a few random people. Her sights were more set on anyone she would catch in one of those uniforms Claire and her co-workers were using. Myx didn't know much about this place but she could already tell the people in black and red were going to be around long enough for her to watch them for a bit.
Myx was ready to give up her search when she stopped mid-flight, hearing across the aisle a voice.
"No problem sir, I can absolutely show you where they are.", came a female voice from behind the display of store items. Myx took no time in flying over the aisle and peering down at the sight below her. There was a father and son, both gingers. The father was likely mid-30's and the son around 4 years old. The woman assisting them was a rather average height for a woman and had shoulder length brown hair with blonde highlights. Myx flew a bit closer and saw a name tag on the woman's chest, reading "Natalie: Supervisor".
"Supervisor, huh? That's a superior title, I believe. Oh, you'll be fun.", Myx said as she rubbed her hands in excitement.
"Alright, Charlie, Natalie here is going to help us pick out some clothes for you for lunch. That spill from breakfast is far too noticeable to put you in front of your grandmother wearing that.", the father said down to his son.
"Okay, daddy...", the son said, clearly not very enthused. Clothes shopping from the perspective of a child was obviously boring, but he had little to argue with as he looked down at the large grape jelly stain on his light yellow shirt.
"I think I can make this a little more interesting...", Myx said as she eyed the trio.
"We don't have a large selection...", Natalie said, "But I'll gladly help you to the best of my ability.", she said with a smile.
"Thank you, miss. Let's go Charlie.", the father said, taking his son's tiny hand and following Natalie as she walked off in front of them.
Myx followed the trio, thinking the whole time about what exactly she wanted to do. Luckily for the fairy, her idea fleshed itself out entirely just as they arrived at the small amount of clothes the store provided.
"Ok, Charlie. Do you see anything you like?", the father asked, leaning down and placing his hands on his knees.
"Do you have Paw Patrol?", the boy asked, looking up at Natalie. Natalie flipped through a few hangers looking for a shirt with the children's tv show characters. A slight frown on her face she looked back down to the boy. "I'm afraid we don't, hun. Let's try and find something else."
"I don't want something else!", the boy shouted, tears forming in his eyes. "I want Paw Patrol!"
The father saw this and immediately reacted, trying to talk his son down. "Charlie, they don't have it. We have to pick something else. WE have to be at your grandmother's in 15 minutes."
Reason did little to calm the child, who was gearing up for a full fledged tantrum. Natalie smiled awkwardly, ready to do what she could in her power to calm down the child, but knew she had little power in the situation, light of ejecting the pair from the store, something she saw as a last resort.
In the midst of the boys tears, Natalie had an idea. She whispered in the father's ear, who nodded when she was done whispering. "Hey, Charlie? If you try some of these clothes on, maybe I can get you a candy bar from up front."
The child immediately stopped crying, tears still streaming down his face. "Really?"
"Yup.", Natalie responded. "Let's pick some stuff out, then when we're done I'll get you some candy."
"Ok.", the boy said, already close to being happy once more.
Myx followed them around while the father, son, and even Natalie picked out some clothes. The father leaned into Natalie to tell her something. "Thanks for the help. It's been hard since his mother's not been in the picture. I hope this isn't too much to ask, but do you think you could help us in the changing room? I've never had much of an eye for how clothes look together."
"Of course I can, sir. I'm glad to help.", Natalie said with a smile. "Her experience with her own son, Harry, had made her much more sympathetic and motherly in general. It warmed her heart to be able to help in such a way.
Myx followed the trio into a changing room, one of the only two the store had. Natalie held the hangers with the shirts and shorts while the boy undressed with the help of his father. In a matter of moments the boy was standing there wearing only his pair of bright blue briefs and his white socks.
Myx saw the sight and decided now was the perfect time to begin swapping them around.
The boy first had his rear end grow, and grow, and grow. The baby fat that had once made his skin soft was giving way to Natalie's juicy ass. The boy's briefs grew tight as the grown woman's ass stuffed it's way into the tiny underwear. Natalie's ass wasn't big by any means, but on the boy's small frame it seemed massive. Myx laughed as the boy turned and his huge ass was put on display to both Natalie and his father. "I'm not sure the shorts may fit...", Natalie said, unsure as she held up the tiny shorts. Meanwhile, her own backside shrank until it was nearly flush with the back of her thighs. Any curve produced by her backside was gone. One positive for her, though, was the drastically reduced age of the skin she was gaining.
The boy's feet began to grow. His tiny 4 inch long feet began to stretch and stretch. The white socks grew thin and almost transparent as they began to be stretched to their limits. A tear could be heard as the socks ripped and his feet kept growing past them. Navy painted toenails broke into the open air as the tattered socks climbed up his new feet before they stopped at his thin ankles, almost looking like some bizarre cloth anklet more than the clothing they had been moments before. On the other side Natalie was slowly growing less steady in her balance. Her 9 inch feet began to shrink. Her nail polish disappeared as her toes shrank and grew chubby with baby fat. As her feet reached the boy's previous 4 inches, her balance reflected it. She now had to lean against the side of the changing room just to not fall over. Her still adult body weight was poorly supported by the tiny feet her slender legs ended in, now.
That weight would soon be relieved of her though, greatly due in part to the boy's growing legs. The briefs he was wearing grew tight around the leg holes as his thighs thickened and grew longer. His height rocketed upward as his calves and thighs became decidedly feminine. His legs soon became the much more fitting counterpart to his ass, reducing the contrast greatly and soon his back end matched the rest of his lower body. The boy shifted a bit on his proportionally sized feet, his tiny upper half looking comical on his larger lower half. Natalie, on the other hand, had her weight drastically reduced as her legs shrank. Her curves disappeared and were soon replaced with the relatively featureless legs of the little boy. Her slacks began to fall as her belt loosened. A hand went down reactively to hold her panties up before they too fell. The battle she forfeit though ended when her slacks bunched up around her tiny ankles. "Oh my, seems I need a better fitting pair of work slacks.", Natalie said as her hands were occupied, one holding the clothes they had picked out and the other working hard to maintain her privacy. The boy's brief's meanwhile, were beginning to tear, the waistband of the stretchy fabric not meant to withstand the kind of strain he was currently putting on them.
The father noticed the situation the two of them were in and offered his assistance. "I can go run out and grab a few items.”, he looked to his son. “I’ll grab you a decently sized pair of panties, Charlie. And I’ll get you some briefs that fit.”, he said to Natalie. Natalie just nodded before mouthing the words. “Thank you.” The father ran out of the changing room to grab some more fitting underwear for the two left in the changing room. Myx was still with them, however, and she was far from done.
Leaving Natalie and Charlie their genitals, for now, she began her next step. Charlie, sitting on the bench inside the changing room provided, was swinging and kicking his female feet, idly. His tiny arms were out to either side, the palms contacting the bench. Those arms though began to stretch as well. Expanding to either side his arms gained a decent bit of girth as they increased dramatically in length. When he had Natalie’s arms, Myx then changed his hands. His fingers stretched as the bones grew. His palms grew larger as navy nail polish appeared on his fingernails, matching his toes. Natalie was having a slightly less relaxed time. The hand she was using to hold her panties up began to shrink. It was uncomfortable, but it was when her arm started shrinking that it became a problem. Her grip remained strong though, and as her arm shrank up toward her unaltered shoulders and torso, her grip on her panties' waistband went higher and higher. In a moment her arm was fully extended and struggling to reach all the way to her crotch. The panties' waistband was pulled up greatly. If she let go now she likely couldn’t grab the panties again, due to the greatly reduced range of her arms. Her other hand, meanwhile, shrank in similar time. Her arm being less the issue this time, and more her hand. Her grip before had barely been enough to hold all of Charlie’s clothing choices. As her hand shrank her grip was forced to relax, and she ended up dropping a few items on the floor. At this point Natalie was growing a bit embarrassed. She wasn’t sure why she’d tried to do so much for the father and son. She should have known her limitations.
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