" ... and it were a nice boy like you, I would find it -- interesting -- to suddenly be that boy's age."
"Alright, then!" said Mikey. "Senora Angelini, become younger until you ARE the same age that I am!"
And Senora Angelini gasped as she felt herself becoming smaller. Her nylons wrinkled and bunched up around her legs. Unknown by Mikey and unseen by either of them, a few varicose veins faded away. Senora Angelini noticed her breasts were no longer filling up her bra. And, when she held up her hand to see what it looked like, she couldn't see it. Instead, she saw a sleeve dangling over her hand.
She looked at Mikey, who she was now only a few inches taller than, and she ...
