Tricia very carefully walked to where she saw Rachel's clothes fall off when Rachel was becoming younger.
She regretted that she and her friends had managed to make a mess on their clothes. Not just the T-Shirts they were wearing while they were 7, but also the clothes they had been wearing before doing so. All of those clothes had been left in a basket by the washer, as none of them felt it was a real good idea to do the clothes while 7 years old.
"So Rachel, it seems as though you were about Mika's height. Or even a bit shorter believe it or not." Nothing of the former babysitter's was going to fit her . . .unless. Tricia checked to see if the girls were behaving for the moment and they were. She took Rachel's clothes and went into the bedroom.
"Let's do this a little at a time. I don't want to become too young if I don't have too." Tricia stripped off the robe and stood in front of the mirror, holding Rachel's clothes in front of her while holding the ring. Slowly her years started to dwindle as she went from her mid-twenties to her early twenties.
Tricia stopped a moment and took the time to check. She had known that her body in the early twenties was too tall and curvy to wear Rachel's clothes. A bit of concentration and the years continued to leave her. Her breasts firmed up and her generous curves started to dwindle a bit as she entered her teens.
At eighteen, she stopped again and tried to put on the clothes. After a bit of effort she stopped in frustration and concentrated again.
At seventeen, she noticed that her curves were really starting to dwindle and she had lost a few inches. Again she tried to put on Rachel's clothes and found she almost could get them on.
"I can't believe she or Mika are this small but. . .lets do this." A few minutes later and she was sixteen again. Tricia struggled and held her breath as the clothes barely fit.
"I'm close but, this is not going to work." Tricia could feel the strain of the clothes and any stretching could cause them to split.
She focused on the ring and she became younger by the month instead of by the year. Slowly her sweet sixteen became a close date to months away. A reverse growth spurt caused her breasts to decrease by half a size in a few months, her height to decrease by a an inch, and her rear to decrease in size.
"And. . .." Tricia took a moment to look in the mirror at the teen she was now. Her breasts were small B-Cups and her height only a little over five feet. She took a moment to check the panties, bra, jeans and shirt she was wearing and noticed they were still a bit snug. A minute later her fifteen birthday was only a short time ago and her clothes were just a bit loose, good for babysitting. "That will do."