"Let me take a look at you...." Mikey said seriously, a considerate expression on his face.
"That's a very pretty dress little Sally...but it doesn't suit you very well, does it? I think big Sally deserves a better doll than this."
Jon opened his eyes and shuddered as he felt an immense pressure, both from within and against various parts of his anatomy. Shocked and powerless, he didn't resist as Mikey stripped off the dress he was wearing.
Jon quickly realized that Mikey's control over his size extended to individual body parts. His waist had contracted sickeningly until it was thinner than his head, and his hips had nearly doubled in width. And his proportions were all off...his now womanly legs accounted for nearly two thirds of his entire length.
But he wasn't a woman. Mikey couldn't change his gender. His genitals were still all male, sitting between his warped hips....and the nipples on the deformed, inhumanly spherical mounds that were once his pecs were undeveloped.
Mikey grinned. Jon now had the same impossible proportions as a Barbie doll.
The dress certainly suited him now.
