Nikkitina pulled back and let the process finish. The girls giggled and gossiped as they held the dazed transformee up.
"That was waaay risque Nikka!" One of them chimed in.
"Oh come on, an innocent kiss isn't that bad. It's kind of cute!" Another stated.
"But she kissed him on the lips, just a cheek could've done the job." The third implied.
The three only looked at each other innocuously and taunted him further as he changed.
Quickly the youth's transformation was apparent. His cloths became a pink skirt and white V-neck blouse in no time, with ballet flats and white stocking'd hose making his now tinier legs soft and smooth. The same red hair that decorated Nikkitina mirrored itself onto him, but more fluffy and pronounced for a young child. White cotton legwarmers puffed up overtop his sheer'd legs. His face morphed rapidly, taking on his captives own features but significantly younger and less pronounced. After losing almost 5" in height and becoming childishly girlish, the new 'Nicole' blinked her fluttery eyes skittered and shy. Despite her confusion, she couldn't help but think that she and all her new clothes were completely adorable.
With the eyes of the older woman on him, the sentiment was clearly reciprocated.
He was for all intents and purposes, a younger looking, child version of Nicole. If any of the Nicoles had regressed a dozen years and dressed up as her the distinction would be nil. Other than a clear gap in age, experience and maturity she thought and identified identically as well. She gave a slight curtsy and twirl, wondering if she'll be as fully attractive as the others when she gets holder.
Facing the Nicoles again she skipped towards them and beamed. "Hi, I'm Nicole!"
