Use powers during party

You walk in and see a bunch of kids about your height....most of them between eight and eleven years old; the couple grown-ups in the room tower over all of you. Though you did not pick an age when you were transforming, you guessed your current body was about eight or so. You walk with Mike into a room filled with streamers, balloons, and part hats, and Kyle's mom reaches down and snaps one of the hats on to your head. "Time for cake everyone!" she yells. Like hoards of barbarians the kids rush the cake and grab plates, which they load up with goodies.

You and Mike run up to the table and grab vanilla slices of cake. "So where's the birthday boy?" you ask Mike, who points to a kid over on the other side of the room, a plump young boy of your height with short brown hair. "His name's Kyle...kid's got it all." You spend the next couple hours, some with Mike and some not, moving from room to room among the 40 or so kids at the party. In one room, they've got a game of twister going; in another, they have kids playing X-Box, as well as a few kids playing laser tag outside. Having stuffed your tiny body full of cake, bored, you amble slowly up to Mike as he watches a movie with a group of 5 or 6 friends. "Hey man," you say, "I'll be right back okay? Got somethin' to do." "K," Mike replies, absent-mindedly as he focuses much more on the movie than on you. You've been through this already, been 8 or 9 once (for real), had the kids' parties, so on and so forth. With this amulet, though, you could do new stuff. As you make your way away from Mike, you see Kyle's mother make her way into a room down the hallway. Unnoticed, you head down the dark hallway toward the open door she went into. You have an idea.

You gingerly walk quietly along the darkened wall and peek through the open door to see her sitting at a chair in front of a mirror and checkng her make-up. You walk slowly into the room, and the floor creeks. "Oh! Oh, honey you scared me," she says as she turns around, startled. You glance about to make sure the door is closed a bit. "What's wrong hon? Don't you like your cake?" she asks as she stands up from the chair and walks toward you a bit. "No, the cake was good," you respond. "Good," she says, "I didn't get your name." "My name's John," you lie, "what's yours?" A bit surprised to be asked, she smiles back and says, "I'm Mary." You pause for a moment, "I'm Mary," you say. She pauses for a moment and gets a puzzled look on her face, "You said your name was John," she chuckles as she turns around to smooth out the blanket on her bed. "Yeah, well, it's about to be Mary," you say as you jump up quickly and wrap your little arms around her shoulders and your legs around her waste; the amulet begins to glow. "What the hel...?" she half-yells and begins to move around. You try to steady her, reaching around and pulling her fleshy chest back to get her to straighten up. She shakes and convulses as your chest begins to sink into her back, "What are you doi.." she begins, but it is cut off and turned into mere grunts and moans as you sink into her.

Suddenly, you feel different, as your new form collapses in shock on to the bed. Slowly getting up, you feel a heaviness on your chest and a bit stronger than your former younger body. You sit up slowly at first, brushing long dark hair from your eyes with manicured nails. Looking at yourself, you see two quite large boobs protruding from your chest, thinly encased in a red blouse with a plunging neck-line. You reach up with your new hands and cup them, smashing them together as they rise and fall. "Ohhh," you say, surprised at a foreign voice that comes out of your mouth. You stand up slowly, a little off balance, and walk slowly as you head over to the mirror. You see a woman of about 44 with long dark hair....wide hips and a bubble butt encased in tight black jeans, and amply boobs shoved into the red blouse, under which you can see a black bra strap. Overall, the woman was very pretty...mature...and her raising kids and age had meant she had let herself go just a little, as her belly was just a bit flabby and her boobs, hips and ass were good and full. She was beautiful and voluptuous. "I've never been a woman before," you said in your new voice, "Well Mary, you better enjoy the ride, cause this body's under new management for a while," you smile, slap yourself in the beautiful ass, and walk, hips swaying about, out of the room.