Dana could tell that Maria was about ready to finish her shopping, so she made the wish on the ring and waited for the results. It was fortunate that there was someone in line in front of Maria because Dana would've had difficulty keeping up with her if she left the store.
The (almost) nine year old found watching her friend become younger as interesting as when it happened to Dana. Maria's breasts became a bit perkier and her rear just a bit smaller as 24 became 20 and then younger.
Dana looked in interest as the high school senior she knew became a high school junior. Maria started to adjust her clothing as wrinkles started to show in the tight clothing. She adjusted her shorts as her hips started to narrow.
Maria at sixteen was at the register when she had the distinct feeling that something was very wrong. Both the Clerk and the counter were a bit higher than normal. Her prominent breasts for some reason weren't so much.
Rather than paying, she asked the clerk to hold onto the things for a few minutes. Dana followed Maria as Maria went to the bathroom.
"But. . .but how?" Maria looked in the mirror as a teenager looked back at her. It had taken some moments of looking and several more of denying to see the differences. The difference in height of several inches, her face been a bit more like she remembered as a teen, her breasts.
"That would be me Maria." A younger girls voice came from behind her. A girl that looked a bit familiar. A girl who had a bit of a smirk on her face. "Your friend Dana."
"But you can't be her. . ."
"You do remember the fact that during the party after graduation, you got so drunk you puked up in the potted plant and then passed out on the couch. We were lucky I got you up to my bedroom before Mom found you like that."
"Dana?"
"It's me. I found this really neat ring as you can see can make some changes."
"No kidding."
"I need to find out what happened to my mother and the only way to do that today is to be this age or younger. Would you like to help me?