Welcome to The Club: An Unexpected Reopening

[Ookalf]

Well, I... I guess that is one way to look at it. I just... wasn't expecting all this.

[Mystic Mina]

"I'm sorry, I'm just so excited! You know how I am!" The girl unlatched herself from Alex, her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Luckily, no one around the pair noticed that a teenager was hugging someone much older than herself. Perhaps they just didn't care. "Wait, did you say something? You can't remember the last what?"

The girl took a step away from Alex, gazing at him with questioning, but friendly, eyes. Her hands brushed idly against the skirt of her schoolgirl's uniform as she processed what he just said.

"Well, yeah! This is our BFF night out, remember? I can't go shopping around here by myself!... Well, I could, but it wouldn't be any fun. Now c'mon! The shops are going to close if we just keep standing around!" The girl grabbed onto Alex's hand and pulled him along into the city crowd!

---

"Sure, sure. Always look on the bright side of life and everything, right?" Sherry snorted after saying such a silly thing, but she continued on. "Look, I know it's a lot to take in right now, but just go along with it. Try it for a day, see how it is, and if you're still uncomfortable with the whole thing you can come back here and bother us about it... Well, actually, just bother Meryl about it."

[Harri-chan]

Elliot felt his fingers slip from Delilah's dress, looking confused as the sight of her panties caused no more excitement. He watched sadly as the girl and had pretty red pigtails were dragged out of the bar by Meryl before the woman returned alone. His nose wrinkled a little, his panties not only soaked through from sitting in a puddle of milk, but rather too big now, the heeled shoes having coming off, we're now laying on their sides, leaving his feet bare.

The blue dress was hiding away most of the damage, but he shifted forward onto his hands, slipping a little as he went to push himself to his feet, one strap of the dress having slipped down from a much smaller shoulder. He felt dizzy, leaning his weight against one of the chairs as he watched the blonde woman cleaning up the spilled milk, the sight of her cleavage as she bent down drawing his gaze... but again that old reaction was missing.

"You... meant for that to happen to them?", he asked, that very long blonde hair swishing about in wet tangles as he looked back across the bar towards the door, the other strap of the dress on the verge of slipping too.

[Mystic Mina]

"Yes, I did. Those IDs they showed you? Fakes. The drinks you gave them were meant to be my own brand of punishment on them... But I didn't tell you any of that, did I?" Satisfied with the floor, Meryl moved on to cleaning Elliot. His over-sized shoes were kicked to the side, his dress was wrung of milk, and his hair was wrapped with a spare towel so that it sat on his head in a big white turban. "There. Now, let's get you changed out of those big wet clothes."

Meryl easily lifted Elliot into her arms and hefted him right to her office, where the wooden wardrobe from before waited.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot looked a little guilty as Meryl revealed the two had been punished for their fake IDs. He might not have had a fake, but he had lied about his age, and blushed as he wondered if Meryl felt this what at least a little deserved. He closed his eyes as her hands wrung out the dress and fixed his hair inside the towel before her words caused his eyes to flutter open again and his cheeks to flush red.

He had been thinking of the dress as something that had to belong to a girl younger than him, but now Meryl had referred to it as 'big clothes' and it was hard to argue. A shiver ran down his spine as she grasped him and so easily lifted him off his feet. Being held was embarrassing on the emotional side, but far from unpleasant physically. His hand lightly held onto her shoulder, feeling the over-sized panties shifting under the dress.

"What will happen to them now? The girl was pretty...", he murmured.

[Mystic Mina]

"They'll spend the night as the little brats they are, but they'll be back to normal by the morning. You, on the other hand... I can't say I'll know what will happen. Magic tends to be unpredictable when mixed with other magic."

Meryl gently set Elliot to the side before diving into the wardrobe in search of clothing for her new charge. There was much rummaging and hustling before she finally reemerged with new clothes in hand. They were, in some ways, identical to Elliot's old outfit. The colors and textures were practically the same, for one. There were major differences with the designs, however; the thin straps were now puffy shoulders, the embarrassingly tiny skirt was now long and roomy, and the pink shoes were now heelless. They were still lovely clothes, of course, but now they were far more suited for Elliot's new age.

"Sorry, but this was all I could find. Seems like this wardrobe just doesn't want to give you boy clothes... Now, hold still." Meryl quickly got to work on redressing Elliot, shucking away the old clothes and replacing them with the new. In just a few minutes, she was done. "Ha, and Mom always said I wouldn't be a good mother!"

[Harri-chan]

Partly distracted by the uncertainty of this age loss being temporary like Scott and Delilah's, and relieved to be out of the damp clothes and into something dry, Elliot was already standing in front Meryl in a new pair of smaller panties before he realised with her apology how embarrassing the new outfit was. His blue eyes peered down at the white cotton underwear with their little pink spots on before the new dress was pulled down over his head. Now he was far below the age where a girl's body developed breasts, even when almost naked there was no clue he really was a boy.

He squirmed as his skinny arms were helped through the adorable puffed sleeves and his long blonde hair lifted from the neck of it to trail down his back, beyond his waist, settling on top of the slightly flared dress, around his backside. His blue eyes gazed up at Meryl in surprise at the way she hadn't just given him the clothes, but was dressing him herself, as if he was incapable. He grasped a handful of the skirt, which was pushed out by some ruffled layers beneath, while more ruffles at the hem of it tickled just above his knees. It quietly rustled as Meryl helped his feet into the flat pink shoes, a sound he found oddly soothing. The quiet was nice after all the shouting back at the bar. Embarrassment aside, the dress was actually rather comfortable, a soft inner lining was warm against his skin, and of course it was a perfect fit around his young body. Even the cute little pink shoes were a nice reprieve after the awkwardness of high heels which had left the muscles along the backs of legs feeling over worked and aching.

He was still exploring the feel of the satin dress against his fingers, the nails of which were still pink, (though the matching lip gloss seemed to have been wiped away) when he heard the comment about Meryl being a Mother, and flushed brightly. He stared at her blonde hair, and then glanced at his own, which now hung down over his shoulders as well as down his back. In his head, he knew he should be older, and he knew he had been attracted to Meryl, but those teenage hormones had gone, and taken any physical attraction along with them. Still, the memory of it was enough to make this embarrassing.

"M-Mother? But, but...", he started to say, but the protest failed to materialise. She wasn't old enough to have been his Mother had at his real age, but a seven year old? It fit, he knew it did, and with then both sharing the same hair colouring, people would assume. A further look of embarrassment swept over his face when he realised the thought had caused a warm, fuzzy feeling to spread through his tummy. There was a quiet patter as his flat shoes took a couple of steps closer to Meryl, the new dress swishing, and pressed his face into her as if he could hide. The puffed shoulders of the dress rose, almost brushing his neck as he lifted his arms and his hands grasped at Meryl's tiny black dress, and there was a very ironic lack of appreciation for her curves as he wriggled against her in embarrassment. The top of his head bumped against the woman's large breasts, sending a jiggle through them, almost causing them to spill from the tight dress, but as he tilted back to look at them, all he had was a memory that he used to be fascinated with them, but the feeling itself was gone, leaving him looking slightly confused, with an innocence that simply would not be possible for a hormone-driven teen.

[Ryan5011]

"I'm sorry, I'm just so excited! You know how I am!" The girl unlatched herself from Alex, her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Luckily, no one around the pair noticed that a teenager was hugging someone much older than herself. Perhaps they just didn't care. "Wait, did you say something? You can't remember the last what?"

The girl took a step away from Alex, gazing at him with questioning, but friendly, eyes. Her hands brushed idly against the skirt of her schoolgirl's uniform as she processed what he just said.

"Well, yeah! This is our BFF night out, remember? I can't go shopping around here by myself!... Well, I could, but it wouldn't be any fun. Now c'mon! The shops are going to close if we just keep standing around!" The girl grabbed onto Alex's hand and pulled him along into the city crowd!

---

"Sure, sure. Always look on the bright side of life and everything, right?" Sherry snorted after saying such a silly thing, but she continued on. "Look, I know it's a lot to take in right now, but just go along with it. Try it for a day, see how it is, and if you're still uncomfortable with the whole thing you can come back here and bother us about it... Well, actually, just bother Meryl about it."

BFF? Did I, hear that right? I barely know this girl. Alex thought to himself. Surely he didn't hear that right, but just in case he did, and since no one was really paying any attention, he decided to humor this girl. It'd be better than making her scared. If anything, he could hopefully at least look like he's related to the excited girl.

Before Alex even had the chance to go along with what the girl was saying, the girl had somehow, manage to begin dragging him through the city crowd. "Alright, where to first?"

[Ookalf]

"Sure, sure. Always look on the bright side of life and everything, right?" Sherry snorted after saying such a silly thing, but she continued on. "Look, I know it's a lot to take in right now, but just go along with it. Try it for a day, see how it is, and if you're still uncomfortable with the whole thing you can come back here and bother us about it... Well, actually, just bother Meryl about it."

*James sees the sense in what Sherry's saying, and nods.* Yeah, I think I will do that... But just in case, you do have a way to change me back, right?

[Mystic Mina]

Meryl bit her bottom lip when she heard the somewhat troubled tone in Elliot’s voice, and she instinctively started to stroke the young boy’s back to calm him down.

“What I meant was, my mother thought I would never be able to take care of children. I didn’t play with dolls or be a pretend mommy like other girls my age when I was little.”

“... But that reminds me, Elliot. Is there someone who should know about this? Parents? Brothers or sisters? You may be like this for a while, and I don’t want anyone worrying about where you’ve gone.”

---

The girl shouted something at Alex, but the words were lost in the clamor of the night. In fact, everything seemed like a big blur now. The buildings and cityfolk seemed to swallow Alex as he rushed through the streets with the mysterious girl, and even she didn’t seem quite as tiny as she was before...

“Oh! Here it is!” The excited teenager finally stopped in front of what appeared to be a clothing store... A girl’s clothing store. On display were a plethora of outfits, many of them colorful and daring in design, but there was one that Alex’s companion was enthusiastically pointing at. It was quite simple but cute: a sleeveless white shirt with black floral designs printed on, a black vest to top it, and a pair of small jean shorts.

“I saw this when I was looking around for you and I thought it was SO cute! You have to try it on, Alex!” The girl, who was now curiously at eye level with Alex, lightly tugged on his arm. “You’d look great in it!”

---

“Yes... Probably.” Sherry shrugged her shoulders. “Honestly, I’m not sure. You’re the first person to drink that one. I know Meryl, though. She’s not that cruel... Most of the time.”

[Ryan5011]

The girl shouted something at Alex, but the words were lost in the clamor of the night. In fact, everything seemed like a big blur now. The buildings and cityfolk seemed to swallow Alex as he rushed through the streets with the mysterious girl, and even she didn’t seem quite as tiny as she was before...

“Oh! Here it is!” The excited teenager finally stopped in front of what appeared to be a clothing store... A girl’s clothing store. On display were a plethora of outfits, many of them colorful and daring in design, but there was one that Alex’s companion was enthusiastically pointing at. It was quite simple but cute: a sleeveless white shirt with black floral designs printed on, a black vest to top it, and a pair of small jean shorts.

“I saw this when I was looking around for you and I thought it was SO cute! You have to try it on, Alex!” The girl, who was now curiously at eye level with Alex, lightly tugged on his arm. “You’d look great in it!”

Alex felt....well, odd would be a good way to put it. Why was everything taller than before, including the girl? When the girl said they arrived, and he noticed it was a girl's clothing store, he blushed upon realizing what he got himself into. Once the girl pointed out the outfit however, his blushing became a bit more noticeable.

"R-Really? I dunno..."

[Ookalf]

“Yes... Probably.” Sherry shrugged her shoulders. “Honestly, I’m not sure. You’re the first person to drink that one. I know Meryl, though. She’s not that cruel... Most of the time.”

Riiight... Well, I guess I'll be going, then. *At a loss for anything else to say, James turns to leave the building. The next stop after this would be home...*

[Harri-chan]

Meryl's instinct to stroke Elliot's back seemed to be a good one. His blue eyes shifted away from her breasts, although pressed up against her, they'd still sort of get in the way when he tried to meet her gaze. He did seem oddly calm for someone that had just had their age more than cut in half, and the dress continued to swish and rustle with his movements as he shook his head.

"Nope... just me", he murmured quietly, his eyes lowering a little, gazing at Meryl's dress as he rubbed the material between his fingers and thumbs, tugging it up slightly to perhaps show a peek of her underwear, although it didn't seem intentional. His other hand did the same to his own blue satin dress, as if comparing. For someone that couldn't stop staring at her curves half an hour ago, he now seemed more interested the clothes.

"And no job... I got fired from another one last week. I always mess them up", he said with a blush and a glance down at the youthful body he'd been left with.

[Mystic Mina]

The girl frowned when she heard Alex’s less than enthusiastic response, but she quickly bounced back to her giddy mood.

“You just need to take a closer look! C’mon!” The girl pulled Alex closer to the clothes on display, close enough for him to see his reflection in the shop’s window... And it definitely wasn’t his.

Sure, the reflection was thin, pale, and had long brown hair just like him, but there were some major differences. Firstly, it was short, shorter than the girl next to him in fact. Secondly, it was clearly wearing a schoolgirl’s skirt at the bottom of its grey hoodie. Thirdly, and perhaps most obviously, it was a girl. A barely teenage girl, in fact.

---

Sherry didn’t stop James from leaving, simply offering the office-woman a halfhearted wave of goodbye.

James encountered nothing odd driving back home, though more than once she saw some men peeking through her car’s windows to get a look at her. The problem started when she actually arrived...

Because standing in front of her apartment building was James’ ex-girlfriend.

---

“So you have no one who cares for you or even cares about you?...”

A burst of emotion flooded over Meryl, and she suddenly knelt down to wrap her arms around Elliot.

“Now you do. You might not be little for long, Ellie, but until then you’re my little gir- Boy! Boy.”

Red colored Meryl’s cheeks, but she kept on hugging all the same.

[Ryan5011]

Alex blinked at his reflection twice, wondering why he wasn't seeing himself. A few minutes later, it dawned on Alex that the girl in the reflection....was him, well, her as of now. She then blushed a bit, realizing that the girl was probably going to force her to try on the outfit. She figured if she denied, the girl would probably just manage to make her feel bad.

Alex took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. When she spoke however, she sounded a little more nervous than she thought she would have. "I guess I could try it on. No guarantees I'm buying it though."