The four boys looked to one another, feeling very exposed. James put his hands on his hips. "Well what are you waiting for, jump in!"
The four grimaced. At least the water would hide their obvious nudity, and so they all jumped into the water. The flash of cold liquid hit them like knives and each let out a yelp as they sank into the bottom. A strange sort of energy surrounded each as they struggled to swim to the surface.
When they emerged, each boy blinked and stared at the others. "Hey! What the..." Carl squeaked, his voice an octave higher. "You're kids!"
The other boys looked at him. "You're a kid too!" Tyler said.
Each stared down at himself with utter horror and shock. They'd been regressed to boys, not much older than maybe preteens, typical one might find working on a farm in summer. James grinned, standing at the edge of the dock. "Ah, see? Isn't that better?"
"What have you done to us you sick freak?" Tyler said. "You some kind of psycho?"
"I...I dont want to be a kid," Carl moaned.
James shook his head. "Oh come now, summer's the finest time for boys your age. Come on, I have clothes for you all." He held up four pairs of overalls and four shirts." You can work barefoot, got to toughen you up a little.