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PART FIVE Suddenly, he jumped with a bit of a start. He was confused as there was some sort of red haze over his face. Looking around he recognized that he was in his room, then he felt something huge behind him and that huge something was pinning him to it and to the bed. Then before his panic ran away with him, he remembered that he was actually a 'she' ... and she was Laynie. And what had happened and who 'she' was now and who was behind her. She realized they had fallen asleep as she could hear Mitch softly snoring behind her. She went to get up and recognized that she was somewhat trapped. Mitch's arms had her pulled into him and she couldn't budge. She again felt that combination of panic and comfort at being held in a much larger person's embrace. She pushed on the long, thick arms with a considerable bit of a struggle, but was finally able to escape by sliding down to get out of Mitch's hold. Again it was somewhat unsettling to realize how very weak she was now. Finally though, she escaped and she rose from the bed and turned to see the new Mitch. She was still adjusting to this incredible sight of seeing her former body from this exciting new perspective. He is so huge and again something about realizing she was so very small made her smile. She was continuing to feel happier and more complete as time moves forward. The feelings and desires she had so long fought to suppress of being a girl were growing stronger and stronger. She loved these new feelings of softness, of femininity, and even being small was surprisingly adding to those incredible feelings. The brief times she had ever pondered those desires that she had repressed for most of her former life, never included being so very small. The times she had let the fantasy out of the box she had fought to keep it in, usually had her dreaming of being more like Mel. Being a tall, well developed babe, but also, being very feminine. However, ending up as small as she has, has turned out to be better than she ever fantasized. Studying the sleeping form she used to live in, she pretty much felt like she was now the exact opposite of what she had been. Also, it was more than the physical stuff, although that was so very thrilling to her. But also she felt like there was something about her new personality that was so very different as well. When she was Mitch, she had a calm, cool confidence about her, but now she felt so much more excitable. Add to that, and maybe it's because she's so small now, she also felt much more nervous, like she had in both encounters with Mel. Anyway, moving around the room she compared herself to many of the items she had dealt with just this morning from her new perspective. So many things were now well over her head, as Mitch, she had installed shelves high up to store some of her, um, his things and now she wouldn't be able to reach the items without a chair to climb up onto. Man that stuff is high she thought as she chuckled to herself. And then the chest of drawers that had been a little short to her this morning, were now taller than her. Wow, life is going to be so very different from down here! And with yet one more chuckle she said from down here south of five feet tall! But again she thought it was so cool! She thought as she smiled broadly and then went up on her tip toes and even then she couldn't quite see the top of this in reality, short dresser. And pulling the top drawer open she was amazed that even on her tip- toes she could just barely peak into it. And this was just further confirmation that she was truly a shorty, a shrimp, a pixie, a munchkin and she shook her head. And she started ticking off the terms that applied to her now small, shorty, petite, a pixie, tiny, diminutive, shrimp, pint-sized, munchkin, midget, a tinker-bell, a peewee. And she chuckled to herself as she realized how different that would be as opposed to how she used to be as Mitch, where words like Jumbo, huge, extra-large were terms that had been used when talking about Mitch. And she thought these new adjectives describing her now would be a little troubling, but she also thought they would be kinda cool. She reveled as she thought about being referred to as a pixie, or as a tinker-bell or even as a shrimp. It was crazy, but she just couldn't believe how incredible she was feeling about being so small! She knew there would be issues that would come about because of her tiny size. However, right now she just wanted to indulge in being so very small, incredibly sexy and wonderfully feminine! At that she somewhat danced around the room as she felt an excitement about her situation. She jumped and twirled and was thrilled as she felt a lightness almost pouring out of her. The grace and poise with which she was dancing with, thrilled her to no end! Finally, after dancing for a couple of minutes she stopped. And she wrapped her arms around her chest and more or less hugged herself as she purred in pleasure. And more and more she was getting excited, getting aroused and as she felt that more and more familiar, pleasurable heat building between her legs. Smiling to herself as she looked over to Mitch again. Wow! The dreams and fantasies she had so long fought to repress had finally come to fruition. She couldn't believe that she was a 4 foot 10 inch tall, beautiful girl now and even more she couldn't believe how much she was loving it! She was a little pixie now and she loved it! After a couple of minutes of reveling in her sexy, feminine form she looked around the room and figured she'd check out more things from her new perspective. Going over to the dresser, she placed her hand on top of the football to pick it up and her hand was so small, she couldn't lift it. She couldn't lift it with one hand like she had always done and had to use both and she was amazed at how big it felt in her hands now. It seemed more than twice as big as the last time she held it, her hands looked tiny as compared to the football. Tossing it up she almost dropped it when she caught it, only doing so by grabbing it to her chest. She was dismayed that she had a hard time doing something that she'd done thousands of times. Then she remembered Mitch's quip that she probably threw like a girl and if what she just did was any indication that was true. She recognized that in addition to the size she had lost, she apparently had also lost much of the athleticism she used to have. But, glancing down to her small, sexy form and thought, 'Well I think it's worth it!' Being a beautiful girl, being a little girl is better than being a big man she thought with a smile. Moving to put the football back on the desk she almost fumbled the ball as she tried to put it down. She panicked some as she didn't want to wake Mitch. This was crazy, she used to be able to catch a football with one hand, she used to be able to spin it on her finger and now she could barely control it with both hands. Looking at her hands she studied them and continued to be amazed at yet another aspect of her that was so very much smaller. And while it was more and more feeling so normal to have these small hands, she could only shake her head at her recognition that just this morning she had had those huge hands. She thought as she glanced over to Mitch. Next she turned and glanced over to the corner she saw her old weight set. Moving up to the adjustable dumbbell set she grabbed one with one hand to lift it and couldn't even budge it. Stepping back, she glanced down and saw that it was set to the maximum setting of 60 pounds. At that she realized that when she had been asleep Mitch must have played with it. Stepping back up to the stand and using both hands she tried again to try to lift the weight and much to her dismay, she could only barely budge the 60 pound dumbbell. Dropping it back onto the rack she grimaced and shook her hands. After a minute the pain in her hands and arms subsided and she shook her head in dismay at the further confirmation of how extremely weak she had become. Looking at her hands she saw that they were still red from the strain of trying to lift the weight. Then it occurred to her that the 60 pound dumbbell was like two thirds as much as she now weighed. Wow, it is going to be so incredibly different being below five feet tall and weighing less than a hundred pounds. And add to that how dramatically weaker she was as well. As she studied her small, delicate looking hands and slim seemingly muscle- less arms. Again glancing over to her former body and recognizing how dramatically different life was going to be as the small, weak flower of femininity. She remembered just this morning doing a few curls and how easily she, that is when she had been 'Mitch', how easily she had handled the weight. Oh sure she had the weight set at 45 pounds, but she had curled that, at the time, seemingly inconsequential weight quite easily. Now, that 45 pounds was like half as much as she weighed. Man this is just insane! One more time she stepped up to the dumbbells and adjusted the weights down to 20 pounds and with one hand grabbed the bar and even at that much lower level she still could only barely lift the dumbbell when she did get it up it started to swing and she had to use both hands to gain some control over the weight. And even then it banged painfully into her leg and she had to fight crying out to avoid waking Mitch. Once she gained control of the dumbbell, with a considerable effort she lifted it and placed it back on the rack. Then she rubbed her leg and again shook her head with a little sadness at that obvious display of weakness. Then using both hands she grabbed the dumbbell and curled it much like she used to with the barbells. While it wasn't too heavy while using both hands, it was something that would be incredibly different for her. Additionally, it was something, that she could fit both of her hands on the bar. She knew Mitch wouldn't be able to do that. But also, she knew he would be able to handle the 20 pound weight with just one hand with minimal effort. Setting the dumbbell back onto the rack, she shook her head. Then glancing to the barbells she moved up to it, she remembered that it was setup with 200 pounds. It was a weight that she used to, when she was Mitch of course, work out with when she had felt these new incredible feelings of femininity. However, back then these feelings disturbed her and she would work out to divert her attention from them. Anyway, she grabbed the barbell and strained with everything in her and she wasn't even able to budge the bar. It felt like she was trying to lift a huge boulder it was so incredibly heavy. But, again she knew it wasn't that the weights were really that heavy, it was that she was so very weak now. And again, she shook her hands until the pain of attempting to lift the 200 pound barbell subsided. Looking at the barbell, she realized that she didn't even weigh half as much as it now. At that she realized that if she was going to stay in shape she would be doing things like yoga and other aerobic exercises, cause she sure couldn't lift hardly any weight now. Anyhow, realizing that she might as well move on from testing her strength, or actually her lack of strength! She limped over to the desk. Then she noticed her, um, Mitch's family photo on the desk. For the first time she really felt conflicted about the swap. Seeing Mom and Dad and Sarah, she was distressed at the thought that they were no longer 'her' family. Thinking about Sarah, she laughed. Sarah had always hated that she was so much taller than her. Well the tables have certainly turned, Sarah is a very tall girl at 5 11, so now she is over a foot taller than her. Not that she'll ever know that, at least as long as Mitch keeps his word. As she studied the photo, images came to mind. After a minute, she realized they were of Laynie's, well she guessed she should say her family. Mentally, she saw a woman that she realized had to be Momma, she looked very much like her new face, she recognized. In her memories she realized that 'Momma' was just a little taller than her. The memories revealed that Momma is 5 feet tall and a very pretty 5 feet tall at that, Laynie thought as she studied the images in her mind. Then there was two guys, they are oh, they are 'her' brothers. Digging a little deeper, she realized that 'her' father had left them when 'she' was a little girl. Well, a littler girl she thought with a giggle. But, then she sensed a sadness as she thought about 'her' father. But, she put those thoughts to the side, she didn't want to think about sad thoughts, so she moved on from thinking about his family, uh, her family and about 'Mitch's' family. This was a day she had finally achieved her lifelong dream, her lifelong fantasy! And as much as she felt troubled about losing 'her' family because of this swap. There was nothing she could do about that, so she focused her attention on her present and her future as 'Little Laynie Addison'. Finally, she thought she would check out her new body. Moving into the bathroom she was intent on finally doing a thorough examination of the small feminine form she now occupied. Closing the door, she pulled the tent sized t-shirt she was wearing off. Now, she was alone and naked and could fully see the small, sexy form she hoped to live the rest of her life in. Seeing her naked form, she smiled and immediately her attention was drawn to two areas. The two special areas that now set her apart from when she had been a man. Her 'tits' and her 'pussy'! And she smiled as she remembered how incredible it was when Mitch had pleasured those. Looking to her exciting new feminine nether region, she tilted her hips to try to get a better look down below. Stumbling forward when she leaned over, after righting herself, she glanced back to the mirror and noticed the tub and quickly moved over to sit down. Sitting down on her nicely padded ass, she jumped just a bit as her ass came in contact with the cold porcelain. Nevertheless, once seated she spread her legs and leaned over to get a good look at her new 'Pleasure Center!' She chuckled at that! Reaching down she softly traced her fingers over her pussy lips and she shivered in pleasure. Wow! She loved it, then using both hands she spread the soft sensitive lips guarding her vagina, her pussy, her cunt, her twat! Wow! It is so incredible to have this wonderfully sensitive portal between her legs. It was so exciting to see the moist, pink folds down there where she used to have a big, thick cock and pair of balls. She shivered in pleasure that she now had a vagina! The thought of being able to accept Mitch's masculine tool into this hot, wet feminine gateway excited her to no end. As she leaned over to study her new sex she wished she had a hand held mirror to help her get a better look into 'herself'. Anyway, after tracing around the perimeter a few times, she slipped one finger inside and she moaned in pleasure, then she slid a second and before she knew it she had four fingers buried deep in her pussy and she was off. At this her eyes rolled back in her head as she masturbated herself and was in heaven. Then suddenly she slipped off the edge of the tub and plopped down on her ass. This definitely blunted the come down. However, she did revel in the incredible orgasm she was able to give herself. She knew she would be doing that again. Finally, she recovered and extracted her fingers from her vagina and looked over to the mirror and smiled at the extremely satiated look on her face. Bringing her hands to her lips, she licked them and loved the taste of her self! And it was yet one more thing that she was going to love about being a girl. She had loved masturbating as a man, especially when she had been looking at the pictures of the original Laynie. However, that was nothing like what she had just experienced, not to mention she had never tasted her cum when she had been Mitch. But, she loved tasting her cum and also, she realized she liked tasting Mitch's cum as well. And with a chuckle she knew she would be tasting that again too. Anyway, after another minute, though still a little weak from the experience she rose and moved back closer to the mirror to do what she had originally come in the bathroom to do. So, starting at the top to examine every part of this sexy body. Her hair was shining red and long, hanging almost to her mid-back, it was thick and lustrous. Her face was cute with big beautiful green eyes! She thrilled as she stared at her eyes, the mesmerizing emerald green eyes that she had stared at on the poster countless times. These eyes that she was seeing the world through were now her eyes and she loved it! {{Pause=1}} After a couple of minutes of just stareing into 'her' eyes she smiled broadly and finally moved on to her nose, which was small and dusted with freckles, she had full lips and a creamy complexion. Moving on down were a narrow shoulders from which slim, but nicely trim arms and then small or dainty hands. Then there was her small chest, it was a small rib cage and small maybe 'B' cup breasts. Reaching up she lightly traced her fingers over 'her' breasts. She was still amazed that 'she' had breasts, titties, boobies. She thought with a giggle. They were smallish, but for some reason that made her like them even better. They were so unlike the breasts Mel or most of her previous girlfriends had. Mel's tits are 'D' Cups, and as much as she had enjoyed 'playing' with them. For some reason she was glad she didn't have big breasts. She lightly traced her fingertips around her nipples and felt a pleasurable tightening. And she saw and felt her silver dollar sized areola tighten and her nipples lengthen slightly. Closing her eyes, she moaned at the pleasure she felt from that simple act. And her head swam! Reaching out and leaning onto the wall as she reveled in the awesome feelings. After a minute those feelings subsided and she pulled back and smiled. This body is incredible! After another minute her head cleared and she resumed her visual inspection of her new body. Smiling at the continued sight of her breasts. Shaking her head, she forced her eyes down from her chest. It was nice to see that she had a firm, trim stomach and waist. And then that flared out some to one of Laynie's, um, it's now her, best physical attributes. She ran her hands over her nicely rounded hips and turning, her incredible ass. Looking back over her shoulder, as she lightly traced her fingers over her full, awesome derriere, her ass, her tushie! 'Her money maker'! 'Her ba-donk-a-donk'! She thought with a chuckle and she smiled! It was a lust worthy ass to be sure, she thought with a smile. And she shook her ass and her old masculine perspectives caused her lust to flare. Reaching back she ran her small hands over her incredible, full, rounded tushie. Turning to examine her profile, she studied her butt and thrilled as she saw the tight, firm globes projecting from her backside. It was an ass that some might describe as a 'Brazilian Booty' much to her utter delight. "MM MM" she moaned. After a few moments of pondering how incredible it was that she had such an awe inspiring ass, she moved on. Turning back to face herself head on and moved on to her legs. They too were tight and curvy and short! Just like the rest of this feminine form. Her thighs were a little on the thick side as were her calves. But, they were tight and toned! Evidence of hours of exercise and cheerleading practice. At the thought of the exercise and practice, something 'Mitch' said after the swap came to mind. Something about the only thing she might be better at, was her flexibility. To test that theory, she put her feet together, she bent at the waist and was able to basically fold in half. She was amazed without bending her knees she was bent over and place her cheeks next to her shins. Wow! This is crazy! Pulling back some she spread her legs and was able to reach behind her legs. Then, she placed her hands on the floor and in a slow, controlled movement, lifted her legs and in a few seconds she was in a handstand. Then, something else crossed her mind and she walked on her hands and turned around to face the mirror from this position. She smiled at seeing herself easily holding this position. Especially, being in this position in the nude. Then, she spread her legs out until they were parallel to the ground and smiled as she saw her nether region on display, somewhat split. She thrilled as she felt the cool air moving across her feminine 'lower' lips. Then, again in a very controlled move brought her legs back together, straight over her and then she brought her feet down to the floor. Finally, straightening back up she thought, "Well there is that'! However, she shook her arms as she recovered from the strain of supporting her body with her arms. She realized that she had probably maxed out the amount of time she would be able to support herself in a handstand. However, still feeling the coolness on her nether lips she thought about making love to Mitch. She thought about when they were making love, Mitch had proved how incredibly flexible she was by folding her in half, thinking about that she was amazed that she had been able to do that painlessly. Oh sure it was uncomfortable to be nearly smothered by Mitch's huge body. But, it didn't hurt being folded in half like that. And come to think of it, there was something about being under her lover like that, something about being so much smaller than her Lover, that thrilled her! And thinking about their love making session, made her flush and she felt a heat building between her legs and she reached down and softly stroked her sensitive lower lips and smiled dreamily. Anyway, after several minutes of recalling making love to Mitch and looking forward to doing that again she finally brought herself back to the present. Turning back around and then taking a step back she looked at her overall body. She was somewhat in awe of Laynie's body, her body she again realized with much happiness. The fair skin dusted all over with freckles, so small, so soft, nicely curvy, just beautiful. So now she was a redheaded girl, who is 20 years old, add to that she is only 4 foot 10 inches tall and weighs only 93 pounds. She still had not learned her measurements beyond her height and weight that is. Still, she smiled at the sexy form being reflected. And looking at it from both straight ahead and from her profile she was slightly surprised, but like with so many things about her new body, she was thrilled. She saw that she was a little bottom heavy, her hips and ass, her lower half was slightly wider than her upper half. And there was something about that, that she really liked. Any who, she figured, at least for right now she had spent enough time ogling the pleasing, small, sexy body she was now living in and more and more hoped to spend the rest of her life in. So turning away from the mirror and looking around the bathroom, her old bathroom she thought, she compared the size and height of the things in the room. Glancing down she noticed the weight scale and stepped onto it. The digital display ran up to 92 point 5 pounds and this made her giggle for some reason. And then she realized it was because it was just further confirmation of how teensy tiny she was now. Peering down at the numbers shown on the scale, she smiled at the red numbers, 92 point 5. The last time she had stepped on this scale that number had read 235. It was so cool to continue to get this further validation of how small she is now. For some reason being below a hundred pounds, like being below 5 feet tall excited her to no end. Then she thought, I wonder how hard it would be to get below 90 pounds. And that thought got her even more excited. She realized she couldn't get any shorter, as if being 4 foot 10 inches wasn't short enough. But, she could get even smaller by losing weight and that thrilled her. Wow!! To be below 5 feet tall and also below 90 pounds, oh my gawd! That would be so crazy! And again that incredible new heat began to build in her. She was getting aroused just thinking about the possibility of getting even smaller. However, as she stepped off the scale, she felt her tushie shimmy and then she realized that was pretty much the only place she had what might be considered extra weight. And moving back in front of the mirror and turning to look at her profile and then over her shoulder at her derriere, her booty, her buttocks. She wondered if it would get any smaller if she lost any weight. It would only be 3 and a half pounds, or really only 3 pounds to drop below 90 pounds. But, she loved how full and round her ass was and didn't want to lose any of that! And at that she bounced up and down a bit and reveled in the sight and feel of her tushie bouncing and shimmying. And at that probably the biggest grin possible grew on her face. It was just so incredibly exciting to be so very small and extremely sexy! {{Pause=1}} At that she realized she was somewhat caught in a perpetual loop of pretty much every aspect of this small, sexy, feminine form turning her on. Shaking her head she tried to move on from just staring at herself. Glancing up to the top of the mirror and then the top of the door she was amazed at how very high it was to her now. Just this morning to her the door was only a few inches over her head, so if she had been 6 5 that means the door was about 6 foot 8 inches high. And she realized that was nearly 2 feet over her head now. And the top of the mirror that she had mounted a little on the high side to be more functional for her, as Mitch was just a couple inches from the top of the door. The mirror was a five foot long mirror, longer than she was tall now, she realized. And starting a couple inches from the top meant the bottom of the mirror was just above her knees. Wow! She shook her head in amazement at that simple flip in perspective. At her new below 5 foot height, her new eye line didn't appear to be even 4 and a half feet high, add to that her shoulders were around or more likely even just below four feet high. Glancing to her arms and remembering the principle that if you spread your arms the distance from fingertip to fingertip was usually the same as the person's height. Spreading her arms out and knowing that she was 4 foot 10 or 58 inches tall, she looked at her out spread arms and felt like they might be a little on the short side of that. She couldn't tell for sure, but she felt like her arms were definitely well short of 2 feet long. Stepping back a bit, to try to see her arms fully extended. She thought she could tell that her 'wingspan' was clearly shorter than she was 'tall'. Which meant her arms were very short, she realized. Then thinking about sort of testing her height, or actually her lack of it she thought she 'measure herself against the mirror. Glancing to the door and doing some quick math she realized that the top of the mirror, the 5 foot long mirror. Was probably about 6 and a half feet high. Moving up next to the door and reaching up over her head, she saw what looked like well over a foot, probably closer to a foot and a half to the top of the mirror. That was going to be another radical difference from when she was Mitch. Mitch's height of 6 foot 5 inches meant his arms are long and his 'wingspan' should be just that, 6 foot 5 inches or 77 inches. But, actually Mitch's 'wingspan' is 81 inches long. Or the length a 6 foot 9 inch tall person's arm should be. It is one of the things that helped him, um me, uh him be a top athlete. When Mitch had played on his high school basketball team, he was a really good defender because of his longer than normal reach. Then thinking about basketball, she shook her head. She knew she wouldn't be dunking the ball any more. With the basketball goal being 10 feet high, she realized it was over twice as high as she was now tall. Chuckling, she wondered if she could even dribble a basketball after the difficulty she had just handling the football a few minutes ago. And that was yet one more dramatic difference in the life she would lead as 'Little Laynie'. Nevertheless, as she stepped back from the mirror and took one more look at her new, small, sexy form, she was thinking it would be worth it, she thought with a smile. Walking over to the counter then she looked into the mirror over the sink and giggled to see herself in another very different perspective than it had been just this morning. The bathroom counter came up past her waist now, whereas this morning it was well below her groin. Reaching over to the sink and turning on the faucet she reached out and cupped her hands to get a sip of water. Smiling as she saw her small hands. Once done she glanced to the window and seeing that it was dark outside at that she wondered what time it was. With nothing else to wear, she grabbed up the big tee shirt and easily slipped back into it. As the shirt dropped into place she was again amazed at her reflection. She felt a bit of arousal as she saw the cute little redheaded babe in the mirror. Finally, she headed back out to the room, looking over and seeing that it's 10:54. Now, she wasn't sure what to do. This had been her home for the last couple of years, but now, now it wasn't. She wondered about the ramifications of spending the night with her new boyfriend. Of course no one else knew that they were girlfriend and boyfriend now. But, she wasn't sure what to do about that, but, at this point she just wanted to stay, stay with Mitch. Anyway, she figured they would deal with that tomorrow, so, she moved over to the bed and climbed back in. And after a few minutes she .... PART SIX Suddenly, he woke up! Kind of groggy he just lay there. Then he realized he wasn't alone in bed, then he realize its Laynie. And at that the events of yesterday came rushing back to him. Again he smiled at being reminded that he was now a 'big man'. Then he noticed something in his groin and he smiled as he realized he had a 'Morning Woody'. Rolling over he pull Laynie's small form to him and then he slid his hand under her shirt and up to her breast. When he heard her moan, he smirked and focus his efforts on her nipples. And when she pushed her tit into his hand he knew it was going to be a good start to the morning. "MMMMM!" Something feels good! "MMMMM!" Something was feeling really nice on her chest. Then, she felt something poking her in the back and then she remembered that she was 'Laynie', and she realized that it was Mitch's cock that was poking her in the back. Eagerly she spun to face the big man and grabbed the cock and began caressing it. As she did so she looked up to see Mitch smiling down to her. "Good Morning, Little Lady! MMMM! That feels nice!" Then he was surprised when she slides under the covers. "Oh wow!" he gasped as he feels her take his cock into her mouth. "MMMMM!" He moaned as his eyes roll back in his head. He rolled onto his back and was thankful when she follows along. Throwing the covers off to give the little girl more room to operate, but also so he could see her. At this point she had climbed to her knees as she leaned over his groin. Then he felt her take his balls in her hand and begin caressing them and he moaned! Reaching down, he pulled her shirt up and begin caressing her sweet ass. Then leaning over just a bit, he reached below her butt and after probing just a bit, he finds her pussy and slides his finger into her very wet slit. She loved being in this position, kneeling over her man and servicing him first thing in the morning. As she began to bob her head on it, she squeaked into his cock when she felt Mitch's fingers popped into her cunt. And then as he continued to work in her, she moaned again and bobbed her head a little more insistently. 'Wow!' this is good! "MMMM!" 'Wow!' What a way to start the morning! And he started bucking his hips, more and more. Until again he shot his load down Laynie's throat. And when Mitch shot his cum, she sucked it down. "MMMM!" Once done, she was pushed over his lap as Mitch popped his thumb in her cunt and then masturbated her until ... until she came! Squirming and bucking on Mitch's lap. After she finally came down from this latest really nice orgasm. She pulled back onto her knees. Looking up to Mitch, she smiled. "Good Morning!" Once he came down from this latest orgasm, he realizes his fingers are still buried in 'Little Laynie's' twat. At that he pushes her over his lap and repositions his hand and plunges his thumb in her very wet slit and begins to masturbate the little girl. Smiling as he sees her bucking her hips and reveling at seeing her incredible ass. It is so full and round and watching it bounce up and down on his lap was amazing. With his left hand working in Laynie's cunt, he begins to caress and fondle her ass with his right hand. When it had belonged to him, he had always thought it was too big on him. But now! Now, seeing it from his new perspective, he thought it was awesome! Full, ripe, firm, protruding and just wonderful! Once Laynie finally finished riding out her orgasm, he smiled as he watched her gasping and moaning. Then as she pushed back, he extracted his hand from between her legs as she sat up. "Wow! And good morning to you, too! That was good! That is a wonderful way to start the morning! However, I still can't believe you are doing that! Grinning, she replied, "Yeah, I know! But, I've always liked for that cock to be pleasured!" she quipped. "Well, I'm glad you want to continue making sure it feels good. And you certainly have my permission to do that pretty much any time you please." Sliding up to a sitting position and he smiled as he is once again looking down on 'Little Laynie, then he continued. "You, know you have given me twice as many blow jobs in less than 24 hours, than I gave in 20 years. It is still so crazy to me that you, the former BMOC, the former big, stud, alpha male, is willingly giving blow jobs!" Blushing a bit, she looked up to Mitch. "Well, um, yeah, I know. But, this is who I am now! I know that just yesterday, I was well I was you. And you're right, yesterday, when I was you, I would have beat someone to a pulp, if they even hinted at me giving some dude a blow job." Then giggling said, "Of course I probably couldn't beat up a 6th grader now, so I won't be pounding anyone ever again." And she held up her 'dukes' and laughed at the ridiculous sight of her tiny fists held up in a fighting pose! "But anyway, quite obviously, I'm not a man anymore, I'm a girl now! And I'm coming to realize I never wanted to um, never wanted to ... to be a big man. I already feel more at home in this small body, in less than 24 hours. Than I ever did in the 22 years I lived in your body!" Then smiling she continued, "And you ... you have received a third the number of blow jobs in less than 24 hours as I did in 22 years. And if I have anything to do with it, you'll be matching my number before too long. And surpassing that number by quite a bit." she said with a smile as she reached out and gave his cock a squeeze. "And while I know I spent 22 years as a man, like I told you, I've been fighting certain feelings most of my life. However, now that I'm a girl, I'm not fighting those feelings anymore! The longer I am 'Little Laynie' the more these feelings are growing in me." And then giggling said, "And apparently my feelings are the only thing about me that will grow bigger!" Listening to Laynie talk about our transformations, he realized that he too was feeling more and more comfortable and more and more at home apparently like Laynie was. When she 'put up her fists' like she was gonna fight, he laughed too. And then he noticed that she had her fist balled with her thumbs inside her fist, just like a girl he thought. Glancing back up to her face he could tell she did not at all realize what she had done. This little girl, that just yesterday had been the big, tough, alpha male! Was continuing to act more and more like the little girl she was now. And he was further amazed at how easily they were settling into their new roles and life. Chuckling he said, "Do that again!" "What!" "Put up your 'dukes' again." Suspiciously she said "Ok" and raised her hands into the fighting pose again. Mitch smiled as he again saw her fists raised with her thumbs tucked inside her fingers. "Yeah, just more proof you are becoming a little girl. Look at your fists!" Curiously, Laynie looked down at her fists, she knew it was sort of humorous that she would raise her tiny fists like this, but she couldn't tell what Mitch was smiling at. "Ok, what's so funny?" She asked. "Look at your fists! You don't see anything unusual about how you're holding them?" He asked. Looking at them again and turning them over and back again. She shook her head and looked back to Mitch questioningly. "What? I mean, I know it's kinda funny since my fists are so small and all. But, what's so funny?" "Wow, I guess this is just further proof of how complete this swap is. What I am referring to is that you have your thumbs tucked inside your fingers like little girls and little kids do. And what is so surprising to me is that I realized it and you didn't." Mitch said with a devious smile. Looking back to her fists, she was stunned to see what Mitch was pointing out. As Mitch, she had gotten into a few fights and had even boxed a little. And so she should know better than to hold her fist that way. However, she just held her hands up and it had felt like the most natural thing to wrap her fingers over her thumbs. Paling as she looked back up to Mitch. "Wow! I can't believe that! She just continued to stare in stunned amazement at her fists. Then pulling her thumbs out and balling her hands in fists like she knew they should be held. She was a little surprised at how unnatural it felt to hold her hands that way. Looking up to Mitch and seeing him continuing to grin at her, she just shook her head. Then she felt something bump her hand and she glanced down to see that Mitch had balled his fist and moved it up next to her's. And then what was even more startling was her thumb was again inside her fingers. And she was stunned to see that she had done that and not even realized it. Then looking back to Mitch's huge fist, she was astounded by its size, although she wasn't sure why she was. After all everything about her was so very small now. And Mitch was a really big man! So, it made sense that his fist would be dramatically bigger than her's. Again a fleeting thought of how vulnerable she was now flitted through her mind. But, she knew Mitch loved her and would not hurt her. Oh, sure he appeared to love teasing her, but he wouldn't hurt her. With that she grabbed the big fist and reached down and kissed it. And then she smiled back up to Mitch. "Ok lover, I'm a little girl now, both here!" And she motioned to her body. "And here!" And she pointed to her head. So, are you gonna beat me up or are you gonna protect me?" She said with a sweet smile. Then with lightning fast reflexes, Mitch bolted up and over Laynie and quickly and easily pinned her to the bed. Again grabbing her hands and pulling them over her head and holding them with one hand, while his other hand moved to her side and softly tickled his beautiful little lover. And then deviously quipped. "Oh, I'll protect you! Protect you from everyone but the tickle monster!" And he laughed as Laynie exploded in laughter from his assault. With a suddenness and speed that boggled her mind, Mitch exploded toward her. And before she knew what was going on, she was again pinned to the bed by Mitch. She struggled mightily, however Mitch was now sitting on her legs and holding her hands over her head again with just one hand. Then her eye shot wide as he began to softly tickle her. "No! Ha! Ha!, Oh gawd! ... No! Ha! Ha! Mitch please No! Ha! Ha! ... Ha! Ha! Please Stop!" She gasped as she squirmed to try to escape his evil clutches. Again, it was to no avail as Mitch's considerably larger and vastly stronger form easily controlled her. "Ha! Ha! ... Ha! Ha! Stop! Ha! Ha! ... Ha! Ha! Stop! Stop! Ha! Ha! ... Ha! Ha!" Laughing as he watched the tiny redhead struggle under his control. "Oh, my little munchkin, you are just so cute! I'm gonna love playing with you! I'm really enjoying being the big, powerful man. I still can't believe you gave up this huge manly form, but again, I'm not at all complaining. I just love it! I sure hope you enjoy being a tiny, little Tinker-bell!" And he released her hands as he moved off of her. When Mitch rose up and moved off of her, Laynie wasn't sure what to do. Sitting up and looking up to the form she had occupied just yesterday, her old Mitch perceptions flared. And this, again, made her feel so incredibly small. Closing her eyes, she tried to sort out the disturbing feelings that had flared from being handled so easily by Mitch. It was so radically different from her time as Mitch. In her old body, she had been the one who would easily handle someone, she had done it a number of times like when she was playing with Sarah. However, as she considered her feelings, she also began to realize there was something about the way Mitch had dominated her that she sort of liked. These conflicting feelings troubled her, especially as she realized that since she would most likely be living the rest of her life in this small, weak, feminine form she most likely didn't have any control or say in the matter. Looking up to Mitch, she saw him smiling down to her. And at that she moved to his side and lay her head on his shoulder as she pondered the conflicting emotions swirling inside her. And she felt better as she cuddled into his protective embrace and even more so when he began running his hand up and down her back. Watching Laynie, Mitch could see that she was still working to adjust to the incredible transformation that they had undergone. He realized he was most likely not helping her with his teasing and tickling. However, he was really enjoying and appreciating his side of their swap. So far the only thing he had realized he would miss is his real family. But again, as long as he maintains his relationship with Laynie, he would be able to stay in touch with them. Cuddling her into his chest, he could almost hear her purring after he rubbed her back after a few minutes. {{Pause=1}} Finally, once he felt like she had calmed, he grabbed her by her shoulders and sat her up. "Laynie, are you going to be ok?" Laynie, had calmed a little and when Mitch sat her up, she just smiled. "You know this is all a fantasy for me? I mean I still can't believe I've gotten to experience this incredible thing. I mean, to be in this beautiful, small, sexy body is better than anything I've ever dreamed of. But, still its quite a bit to adapt to and there are still times I get scared at what has happened, at the reality of being so incredibly small and so very weak is really scarey. And even being a girl is a little scary as well!" Laynie said tentatively. Mitch, was touched by Laynie's confession. He did know it had to be quite a bit to deal with. All of the things she had taken for granted were now gone. No longer was she tall, strong or tough, now she's so small, so weak, so soft. He knew exactly how she would be seeing and dealing with her world from her new perspective. "Well, Babe, I know this is a lot! But you don't have to worry, I'll be here for you! I know I've been totally amazed as well. This is the most incredible thing I can ever imagine. I'm loving being so incredibly tall! Feeling so powerful! You know I still can't believe you gave all of this up! Oh, don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining and now that I'm in here, I'd prefer to stay. However, I recognize how different it has to be for you. Now, that you're so tiny and so soft and soooo weak! But, also you are so very beautiful and I love seeing you from this perspective. And I realize that to a degree it can be considered narcissistic to think you are so beautiful since I used to live in your body. But, this is an incredibly different situation." As he said this he reached over and softly stroked her cheek. "And I've especially loved our time since we returned to 'my' place!" At that he reached out and grabbed Laynie by the waist, and lifted her up and placed her on his lap. "Especially the sex! We've had sex more times just last night and this morning than I did in 20 years. And boy howdy that's been great!" "Whoa!" And suddenly she was being lifted up over Mitch and then set on his lap. And again, she experienced those mixed emotions, it was still so crazy that she was able to be lifted so easily. But, in a weird way she liked it! And once she regained her bareings she just smiled. Then she exploded in laughter when Mitch began tickling her again. "Oh Gawd! Ha! Ha! No, please ha! Ha! Stop!" She gasped. "I, ha! Ha! ha! Ha! Please ha! Ha! Stop!" She squirmed and writhed, gasping for breath as she fought to escape Mitch's wicked clutches. Laughing as he again tickled Laynie and watched her squirm under his control. Finally, he ceased his playful assault and teasingly said, "So, my Little Girl! What are your feelings about it?" As he began wiggling his fingers in front of her again. "Oh Gawd! Please no!" She gasped as she pushed against the big hands. "Oh my Gawd! I can't believe how weak I am. But, you don't have to be so mean about it!" "Oh, I'm not being mean about anything, I'm just showing you what it's going to be like to be a 'little girl'! Besides, again you did sort of ask for this!" He quipped. She opened her mouth to respond, but she wasn't sure how to come back. Then, an intensity of feelings almost overwhelmed her and she laid her head on his chest. Was she really prepared to live her life like this? Did she really even have a choice? And at that she began to cry, 'oh my Gawd'! What have I done?' When Laynie collapsed into his chest he was shocked and even more so when she started crying. "Laynie? Honey? What's the matter?" "I ... I'm, I can't believe I did this? What am I going to do!" SOB! "What do you mean?" "I ... I mean, I've become a become a little girl, I'm becoming a little slut! I I can't believe I'm acting this way! Oh Gawd! It's like I can't control myself!" {{Pause=0.5}} "Oh Sweetie, it'll be all right! I'm here to help you. Listen, we will need each other to learn how to be who we are now. And I will be there to help you learn to be Laynie! Just like I hope you will help me learn how to be Mitch. After all I've never played football, so I'm gonna need you to teach me the rules." As he talked as soothingly as he could to the small girl sobbing into his chest, he ran has hands up and down her back tenderly. Laynie was so distraught, what had she done? She couldn't believe what she had become, how she had behaved, what she had been thinking. Not to mention she was beginning to realized that she had abandoned all of those who depended on her! Her teammates, as well as her family. She wouldn't be able to play football any more, she was the quarterback, she was the captain of the team. But, now she wasn't even 5 feet tall, she was a soft, weak girl, she wouldn't be able to lead the team anymore. Add to that, remembering how difficult it was for her to even handle a football now she knew she would be helpless to even play football anymore. I'm too little! I'm too weak! I'm too girlie! Oh Gawd! What am I gonna do? Sobs were racking her body as she cried into the chest of her former body. And the realization that she was crying like a little kid made her cry even more. Her new feminine emotions were overwhelming her! To the point she wasn't sure she would be able to regain control of herself. She was feeling and dealing with such incredible swings in her emotions. From being very scared, to incredibly excited, to scared again, to overwhelmingly aroused, to extremely scared. Oh my Gawd! Finally, after quite a few minutes she began to calm down. Then softly he tried to coax the small girl up. "Laynie, Sweetie, tell me what's wrong!" Gasping and still softly sobbing, Laynie finally sat up in Mitch's lap. Red faced, she looked up and tried to finally get control of herself. Gasping, again she tentatively began to try to convey to Mitch what was wrong. "Uh, I I'm supposed to ... to be the leader of the football team. I'm the captain, I'm the quarterback! But, because of because of my selfishness, I won't be able to be able to lead the football team now! Now, now I'm a little girl, now I'm a a cheerleader. And ... and I can't even hold a football any more. I'm gonna let everyone down! All because of my selfishness, all because I want to be a girl." she sobbed. Mitch figured that was what was bothering Laynie and he tried to determine the best approach to calm her fears. He had already began to realize how much more about football he already knew. He did recognize he probably had a bit more to learn. But, somehow in addition to acquiring a big masculine body, he also apparently had access to the information contained in the brain in this body. And with that came the knowledge of how to play football. But, he wanted to allow Laynie to feel like she was still part of this. He wasn't sure how to proceed so he just sat there and ran his hand up and down her back. He felt a confusing set of emotions, on one hand she had asked for this, but on the other hand how could she have dreamed this could possibly happen. He was still reveling in the fact that he was 'Mitch'! After spending his life as the smallest, weakest person, it was going to be incredible to be one of the tallest, one of the strongest and to be a handsome man. Add to that it was going to be so cool being the star of the school, to be one of the most handsome, popular men on campus was going to be incredible. And to be able to cradle this small girl in his arms like this was even better. Also, he still couldn't believe how strongly he felt for Laynie. "Laynie, I know this is a lot, but I'm here and together we will make it through this. Laynie, I love you! And I'll help you any way I can and I think we can make it if we just stick together. OK, Sweetie!" Hearing Mitch's words calmed Laynie a little and she finally sat up. Sitting there in Mitch's lap she felt so small as she looked up to him. And one more time the intensity of his gaze almost made her melt. "I I still can't believe this! I mean just yesterday you would have been sitting in my lap, giggle, but now I'm the one who feels a man's cock poking into her butt. giggle But, you know I feel the same way, I Love You Too!" giggle! Suddenly, it occurred to her what she was doing, how she had flip-flopped again. "Oh Gawd! I've done it again!" Mitch was startled by Laynie sudden turn of emotions. "Laynie, Honey, what ...what is it?" Looking back up to Mitch, Laynie was unsure of herself. "Gawd! I'm not sure, I'm having a hard time dealing with all of this. This back and forth is so weird, first I'm up, up so high I feel like I'm just about in space. The next thing I know I feel like I'm at the bottom of the ocean, then I'm soaring again. Gawd! I've never felt such incredible swings in emotions." Looking up to Mitch she asked. "Was this, this what it was like for you? Did you go from being so happy to so upset so quickly? And then back again and back!" "What? What do you mean?" "It's like ... like one minute, I'm so excited that all ... all of this happened. The next minute I'm so scared I'm afraid to walk out the door. Then I feel like I've won the lottery to have become you, then, I flip again. I've never felt such wild swings of emotions, was it like this for you?" Mitch thought about it for a minute. "Well, I have to admit I probably did swing a bit. I don't know if I fluctuated as much as you have been, but I could be a bit excitable. However, I must admit I have felt much more calm now, as 'Mitch', than I ever did before. You know it's been kind of nice!" He said with a smile, but then quickly added. "But, I can imagine you must be feeling a little upset to be feeling quite the opposite. I'll do everything I can to help you, besides I do have a vested interest in you being ok!" Laynie smiled at Mitch's last comment and did feel a little better. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath she worked to calm herself. Finally after a minute she looked back up to Mitch. "Ok so what do we do now?" Looking over to the clock and seeing it was 8:15, 8:15 and it was it was Tuesday morning. Ok, Laynie has an 11:30 class so they would need to get her ready for that. "Well, you have class at 11:30, so we need to get you ready for that. And since it would probably be best if you didn't show up in class in the same clothes you wore yesterday. So why don't you clean up and I'll walk you back to your apartment. And I'll help you get dressed and prepared for your day." Lifting the tiny girl off his lap then leaning over he set her on her feet next to the bed. When Mitch lifted her and set her on the floor next to the bed, that, to the big man, seemingly effortless act, somewhat enforced Laynie feeling so very small. Standing there still in nothing more than one of her old 'Mitch' way over-sized tee shirt. She was somewhat distressed at the idea of going back out into the world as 'Little Laynie'. "I I don't know!" Laynie said. Mitch could see the nervousness all over Laynie's face. "Laynie, sweetheart, it'll be ok, I'll be there for you! Now you go to the bathroom and cleanup and I'll get our stuff together." Mitch smiled as comfortingly as he could down to 'his new little girlfriend'. He knew that he was going to have to help Laynie adjust to her new life. Seeing her tentatively turn and move toward the bathroom, he rose and turned to get dressed. Having been the girl for 20 years, he knew that it was going to take much more time to get her ready. Feeling somewhat comforted by Mitch's words, Laynie turned and made her way into the bathroom. Upon entering she realized she needed to pee again. So for the second time in her life she moved over to the toilet to pee as a girl. One more time she climbed up onto the seat and relieved herself like she would be from now on, sitting down. Once done she stood and then remembered another aspect of being a girl, she reached and pulled some toilet paper and wiped. Once done she moved to the sink to wash her hands and assess her state. As she washed her hand she heard Mitch come into the bathroom. As she finished washing her hands, she looked into the mirror and saw well over her head, her former face. Nervously, she smiled as she saw him smiling down to her. Turning, she saw that he had her clothes. It had taken him a couple of minutes to find and sort of organize their belongings. As he held up the clothes that just yesterday, he had dressed in it was crazy. Looking to the mirror and holding up the tiny pink tee shirt that fit his former body snuggly. Now, the tiny shirt laying on his broad chest covered a little more than half of his upper torso. He laughed quietly as he continued to revel in this unbelievably fantastic turn of events. Then, glancing to the bed he grabbed his former jeans and held them up to his waist. The jeans were almost wide enough at the waist, but they only hung not quite half way between his knees and feet. Shaking his head as he continued to feel more and more satisfaction in being 'Mitchell Thomas Branson'. Shaking his head he tossed 'Laynie's' clothes over onto the bed and then turned to figure out what he was going to wear. Quickly, he pulled out a pair of chinos and a polo shirt, slipped them on and then slid into a pair of sandals and headed to the bathroom. And he smiled at yet one more thing that was going to be better. It had only taken him a few minutes to dress and he was ready to go. So unlike how it was going to be for Laynie. Arriving in the bathroom Mitch saw that at least Laynie was moving along. Walking up behind the small girl he smiled down to her as the eyes locked in the mirror. He was still delighting as he saw her reflection and how small she looked as compared to himself. When she turned he held out her clothes and was pleased when she took them. "Hey, I need to pee, do you mind?" He asked. Once she took her clothes and hearing his request, nervously she looked up to the mountain of a man and softly said. "Ok!" Hearing her consent, Mitch turned and moved up to the toilet to pee again. He smiled as he again stood to pee. Laynie watched with a sort of spellbound fascination as Mitch stood and peed. It was something she had done a million times, but she knew from now on she would be sitting to perform that basic bodily function. She stared in rapt curiosity as she watch the large cock that used to be her's expelled the piss. Hearing Mitch chuckle, her eyes shot up and she saw him watching her as she watched him pee. Mitch glanced over and caught 'Little Laynie' watching him pee, it almost looked like she was hypnotized as her eyes were locked on 'his' cock. Chuckling as he watched her, he smiled broadly and said. "Missing this?" As he shook the last drops of piss from his cock and stuffed his new appendage back in his pants and zipped. "Man, this is damn sure a whole lot easier from this side of the gender divide!" he said with a chuckle, then continuing "I'm sure not going to miss the lines in the ladies room or having to almost undress just to pee. Not to mention having to sit on the dirty toilet seats." He said as he continued to taunt the little redhead. "Oh and don't forget to put the seat down before you sit. That can make for quite a mess!" And laughed loudly. Paling as she listened to Mitch's teasing jests, Laynie's eyes shot down to his groin, then to the toilet and then back up to his face. Gawd! What had she gotten herself into? Mitch could see Laynie's wheels spinning and remembering the vulnerable state she was in figured he better stop before she collapsed again. "Hey, Sweetie, Why don't you get dressed and I'll walk you over to your apartment." And seeing her glance to her clothes hoped she would be distracted from what might be upsetting her right now. "Um, ok!" And she turned and set her clothes on the counter and then without really thinking she reached down and pulled off the way oversized t-shirt. Once she divested herself of the big shirt and dropped it to the floor she paled as she then realized she was buck naked! Completely naked in front of a completely dressed Mitch and she quickly grabbed her clothes to somewhat cover herself. Mortified, her eyes shot up to Mitch and she was dismayed to see him smiling down at her. Almost on autopilot Laynie complied and pulled off 'his' t-shirt and dropped it to the floor leaving her completely naked. Man she has one hot little body, but then he smiled as he saw her come to the quick realization that she was naked in front of him. He chuckled as he watched her react in a display of feminine modesty and grab her clothes to cover her chest and groin. "Oh, Sweetheart, you don't have to do that! After all, I'm more familiar with that sexy little body than you are! Add to that we've spent a considerable amount of time getting to know each other from our awesome new perspectives. And I have to say, now that I've seen your body through my new eyes. You are one hot little babe! Now, stop being so silly and get dressed." Looking up nervously to the very tall Mitch, Laynie blushed as she recognized the truth of his words. He did know her body better than she did! After all he had lived in her new body for over 20 years. But, that didn't mean she didn't feel some building uneasiness about being naked in front of him. Especially, since he was dressed and she wasn't. Again the confusing emotions swirled in her mind. This was a body to be proud of, it is just beautiful. But, a sense of modesty grew in her and she felt an urgency to cover herself. Finally, after a minute of contemplation and with a great effort of will she dropped her arms and showing more bravado than she felt turned and set the clothes on the counter. Digging thru the clothes she pulled out the panties and moved to put them on. Pulling them up she again felt the flimsy bits of cloth slide over her vagina and the cord pull up between her ass cheeks. Wiggling her hips as she grimaced a bit as she felt the irritating material between her cheeks. Chuckling, Mitch watch as his uber cute little girlfriend begin to get dressed. Watching her put on the thong for the first time, he could tell she wasn't thrilled to be wearing it. He remembered the first time he, when he was her of course, put one on. He, um she, had gotten called out by his friends for how much he kept wiggling his hips. Almost pouting at the bothersome thong she finally moved on. Picking up the bra she went to put on a bra for the first time in her life and looking at one of the ultimate pieces of feminine garments, she wasn't quite sure how to do that. She was just about to thread her arms through the straps when she stopped and looked inside until she found the tag. Once doing so, she saw that it read 32 'B'. Well that was one down she thought and moved the straps up her arms and over her shoulders and tried to fasten the bra behind her. When she felt Mitch's hands at her back. Mitch, smiled and nearly burst out laughing watching Laynie try to put on her bra. Finally, realizing they really didn't have time, as much fun as that would be to watch, for her to figure out how to dress as a girl. So, he moved up behind her and adjusted the bra and then latched it. Then asking, "Just what were you looking for in there?" "What? Oh, well, um, well I just wondered, um, wondered what my, um, my measurements were?" She stammered out a bit embarrassed. Mitch continued to grin broadly as he knew all too well what Laynie was doing, as he saw her face flush red. He just was trying to force her out of her shell a bit. "Oh, and just why would you want to know that?" He quipped. Laynie wasn't sure why she was embarrassed at this point. After all she had revealed and done in front of and with Mitch. But, something about just asking what her measurements were was making her blush. Looking into the mirror she saw that her face was almost as red as her hair. Closing her eyes and shaking her head after a minute with a lot of trepidation she pushed herself to try to get passed this apparent new shyness she was dealing with. "Ok, you big meanie! Just spill!" Laughing as he watched the new little girl push herself. "Ok, ok! Well let's see, ok you're 4 foot 10 inches tall!" And he laughed louder when he saw the exasperated look on Laynie's face. "You weigh" And he laughed as she leapt at him and shoved him. Even though she was tiny, she did hit him with enough force to cause him to take a step back. He realized it was only because she had caught him off guard. Laughing as he righted himself, then with reflexes honed by years of athletic competition, he shot forward and grabbed each of Laynie's arms and pulled them up over her head and pulled her up enough that she was dangling above the floor. And he laughed wickedly when she squealed in shock. "Oh, what's the matter my cute little Pixie?" As Mitch continued to tease her as he drew out divulging the specifics she was looking for, Laynie jumped at the mountain of a man and shoved him. She was somewhat proud with herself that she had forced him to step back from her efforts. Then suddenly, his hands shot forward faster than she could believe and suddenly she was snatched up into the air. Kicking her feet she was stunned to find herself dangling off the floor. Panicking, her eyes shot up to Mitch and she paled when she saw the wicked grin on his face. Then, in another seemingly effortless move, he shifted both of her hands to one of his. At this she dropped just enough so that her toes were able to graze the floor, but she still couldn't really gain any traction. Then even worse his hands went to her side and she exploded in laughter as he began another tickling assault. "Oh Gawd! Ha! Ha! Ha! Stop! ? Oh Gawd!" She pulled as har