Although it is rather outlandish, Kellie decides to test this out. She silently wishes her daughter was one year older.
And with that, Katie sprouted just one year further in age. Her pants were another inch past her ankles and her shoes felt tight. Her shirt was now a full inch above her belly button, and her short sleeves felt tight around her arms. Her brown hair was now long down her back, in a style that girls in the older classes wore, although still in the two pony tails she wore earlier. She was now 9 years old and four feet, 8 inches tall.
"Mommy, look, I'm bigger again!" Katie says. Great, Kellie thought. This really does work. But how do I. deal with the fact that Katie knows what this can do?