"Yes," you stammer stubbornly before elaborating "everyone is still a goofy kid at that age."
She looks at you with a curious gaze, "What do you mean by that?"
Sandra's tone is beginning to bother you, "I just mean I still believed in Santa Claus and all that stuff."
"Oh that's cute!" she says rather fondly.
You crack a nervous laugh. You care deeply about your girlfriend Sandra but her insistence on this crazy witch bullshit was really beginning to trouble you.
"Sandra could we-" you begin to say as you hear your girlfriend snap her fingers behind you.
In an instant you feel yourself dropping in height. It felt like you were on the top of a roller coaster that had just suddenly gone down the first and tallest hill. You feel your pants hit the floor and to your horror feel the open air hit your crotch as your underwear follows it. You move your hands to instinctively cover them but then realize you are now wrestling with your own shirt as it partially swallows you. In the shaded cover of the insides of the shirt you can see your whole body.
And it's a boy's.
Your hairy, burly chest is gone, replaced by a scrawny tummy. Without having to peak over your body, you see that your dick has shrunken to prepubescent levels along with your balls which are hairless and nestling innocently against your little pee-pee.
In a fit of shock you pull the shirt off yourself and find yourself look at your reflection in the nearby mirror. The masculinity of your face is gone, replaced by frankly an adorable amount of baby fat that now gives you a child's round, cherubic face made even more precious by the look of shock and awe in your wide eyes, agape mouth, and childish dimples. Your receding hair has more than recovered, leaving you with a near wild mop of boyishly overgrown hair; the bangs of which now became clearly visible in your peripheral vision.
You had only seen the boy that stared back at you in old childhood photos, it was so long ago....but you just knew you were 10 years old all over again.
Flabbergasted you watch as your girlfriend slowly creeps up behind you and leans down to give you a long smooch on your cheek.
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