He had strong arms, a firm tight ass, and muscular legs. Yet, there was something so familiar about him.We started to talk, he spoke in a soft voice "...My name is Jordan and I'm 23, how about you?" I replied, "Sarina and I'm 26!" Jordan says with a smirk, "Good I like em, older!" I said, "Great because I like young blood!!" He asked me why I was buying so many cucumbers, I told him I was on a diet. He laughed and told me I didn't need one. I think he needs glasses.We talked for a good hour in the. I knew that I had to do something about it.Must be the clothes I thought. They are not very pretty, nothing likewhat a pretty girl like me should be wearing. I removed the pen tip fromthe back of my hand and smiled at Jack."Watch this?"He just stood there, his mouth hanging open, too surprised to even moveor say anything. I giggled and the touched the pen to my clothes. It waselectrifying and it was very pretty. My clothes started to change. Myshirt got really tight and really pink. Then it. One story that she told me really stuck in my mind. She began to tell me the story and this is her story; "One day I was lying on the beach listening to the waves crash on the shore in the middle of the night. I fell asleep and I was awaken by a tall sexy black male police officer telling me I had to leave or he would have to arrest me. I stood and tried to talk the officer from taking to jail and when he seemed like he was going to take me anyway I gently placed my hand on his huge cock. "Oh my dear Andy, you had become a child. You see, the mind regressesfaster than the body. So even if you look like a teenager, you will havethe mind of toddler."I tried to talk back to her, but all that came from my mouth was babybabble. Scared, I rose from the bed, but it was pretty hard to keep myfooting. I barely was able to walk a couple of steps before I fell backin my ass. The moment I hit the floor, I began crying.I was lying naked on the floor, crying totally scared by the blackout.