Try to hit Josh from beneath

Eyleen stands, hammer in hand, fiddling with it. Josh don't like how she looks. 'What are you thinking? And should I be scared?'

'Well, I was just thinking, since hitting you on the head seems to be making you shorter, maybe hitting you from beneath might have the opposite effect?'

'Now there's some idle brain logic, if I've ever heard some!' Josh said.

'Well, nevertheless, it could work.'

Josh looked up at his sister, then down at himself, then up at his sister again, let out a loud sigh. 'I guess I don't have any better ideas. Fine, but be careful you don't hit my, you know.'

'Dude, you don't have that anymore, right? Or do you?'

Josh blushed, 'No comment. Hit me already!' Josh spread his legs, closes his eyes, prepares for the initial hit once again.

And it comes, hitting him right where his manhood used to be. It hurts, more than the first hit did, and it sends him flying upwards. Or so it feels. But when the pain subsides, Josh feels that his legs never left the ground.

Josh slowly opens his eyes again and looks DOWN at Eyleen. 'Did it work?'

Josh doesn't have to read his sister's shaking her head to know it didn't: his voice still sounds feminine. And looking down at his body also confirms it. It also confirms that his head is now way above the ground. He looks around for the nearest mirror and doesn't even have to move closer to it to see what the hammer has done to him this time.

Instead of making him shorter, it has shot him up, elongating his limbs and features, made him taller.

His newly acquired breasts or ass has shrunk though, but his legs are slim and sexy. Even though it feels foreign and wrong, Josh can't help but look down at himself and admire what he sees. Girls would kill for legs like these! He can even see it in Eyleen's eyes: she is jealous.