"Ah, then you don't mind losing more age, then." Hebe grinned and poured more water over Derrick, then slid her hand under him to press against his anus with a finger. Almost immediately, his stomach churned and he soiled himself. The flowing water washed away the poop along with more mud. Derrick leaned close to watch his face change, losing definition and rounding out more as he dwindled to a two year-old. The toddler's face made him giggle and he patted at the water playfully before catching himself. He was starting to think and act like a little kid.
Hebe looked at him curiously, still grinning. "I never thought a boy would be happy about becoming a baby. Shall I take you back further?" She chuckled. "Oh, I have a fine idea. Back to an infant, and then put you back in a womb and let you start all over as something new."