But I didn't wait to hear what she would say next. After I had
nearly gotten across the room, I began to feel the aging effect. As
expected, the world started growing smaller. As I began to grow,
the training pants quickly became too tight to wear. So, I quickly
got out of them. Now naked, I continued running. Soon, I found a
mirror in a nearby bathroom, and I was filled with disappointment
since my age had only stabilized at 10 years.
After several minutes of examining myself in the mirror, my eyes
started to become very heavy. Oh well, maybe, this is the other
effect that Laurel mentioned, I thought before I passed out on the
bathroom floor.
I awoke to find myself in a large puddle of piss. The bathroom was
also larger than before. Even though I couldn't get up to the
mirror, I decided that I was probably 3 again. But somehow
something seemed different.
Right then, an 18 year old Laurel entered the bathroom. She simply
shook her head and proceeded to clean up my mess on the floor.
Before long, she picked me up and put me in the sink where she began
to wash me off. That was when I noticed that I was not even 3. 20
months was probably a closer bet. I was too shocked to say
anything.
Laurel broke the silence. "On males, after the metastable age is
reached, the age is reduced by a factor of 6. So, in other words, I
suspect that its back to full-pledged diapers for you."
"Pwease, no," I said shrilly.
"Well, I will give you the benefit of the doubt for now since
changing your diapers isn't my biggest priority," she replied.
I said nothing hoping that my body would be able to live up to that
benefit of doubt.