So, not short, but I'm just small. Small allover. Thin bones, skinny legs, that sort of thing. Not Little Peoplesmall, just on the lower end of the be...l curve for my age, according toDr. Paulson. He's been my doctor since forever. No, wait. After my fatherleft us, right after I started kindergarten, I think was when we startedgoing to Dr. Paulson. So nearly forever.My father left us. Those four words say it all. For awhile I thought itwas something I'd done or hadn't done; I think all kids. I want you to fuck me. I want you to make me yours because I've always been yours." Mark's heart nearly burst from his chest with the feeling of love as he listened. He saw his sister, a young woman in need of getting fucked. He saw her as a woman, his fuck woman. Without another word, he positioned himself over her and started to slide into her warm wet pussy. The cock head parted her lips and spread her wide as he slipped bit inside her. Liz cooed and moaned, body vacillating with delight as. ..what the hell?"To Mark's consternation the hairs on his body, arms, legsand chest was retreating as watched, leaving him ashairless as a child, and that wasn't all. He could feelall sorts of things moving and stretching and contractingwithin his body, as if rearranging themselves beforesettling into some new, unknown configuration. And he wasshrinking, growing shorter as his waist grew smaller andhis well-defined musculature faded into now slender limbs.As his hips broadened and his shoulders. Patterson walked around and had Millie stand up and remove her blouse. She was wearing a lycra bra that offered absolutely no support for the 34c cup breasts that easily over powered the thin material. "Just as she thought," commented Andrea, "your chest is far to large for such a flimsy garment!" Millie hung her head, a little ashamed that she was not taking better care of her breasts. "Take off you bra, c***d," ordered her teacher, "and we'll find out exactly what size you should be wearing!".