The sgirl und Of screaming jarred Kaitlin from sleep that morning. Blinking the sleep from her eyes Kaitlin began to glance around the room. “Laura,” she said groggily. Kaitlin paused, something was wrong. Her voice sounded different somehow, higher, younger. Kaitlin brought her hand to her eyes trying to rub the sleep from her eyes, this also was shocking to her.
Kaitlin stared at her hand noting it was now completely engulfed in Laura’s sweatshirt. When she had gone to bed that night she noted that the cuffs rested around her thumb. It made sense considering Laura,being 5’10”, was about three inches taller than her. When she looked in the mirror last night it had startled her, Laura’s adult clothing made her seem much younger than 20. As she stared at her sweatshirt covered hand she could feel a feeling of dread beginning to wash over her.
Another scream followed by a sob cam efrom the bathroom causing Kaitlin to turn. “That scream,” she thought. “That doesn’t sound like Laura it sounds...”
“Like a kid,” she whispered. Kaitlin’s eyes trailed along the floor as she noticed a pair of discarded sweatpants and panties that now led to the bathroom. “Laura are you in there,” she called. Kaitlin cleared her throat as fear began to overtake her. “That voice,” she thought. “I..I sound younger too. Oh god what happened.” Quickly leaping from the bed Kaitlin tried to make her way to the bathroom only to stumble. Looking down she gasped.
Laura’s sweatpants had cascaded down her legs and now pooled at her feet. As she looked at her legs she gulped. These were the legs of a near adolescent, gone were the lean muscular legs of a girl in her twenties. The legs Kaitlin now saw were thin and coltish. Pulling her feet free she looked down at her small bare feet, noting they didn’t look right either. “How young are we now,” she whispered as she slowly crept towards the bathroom. As she walked she took note of her remaining clothing. The sweatshirt, which had been baggy before now descended to mid theogony preserving her dignity. As she glanced down the front of her baggy sweatshirt she noticed her bra was several sizes too large. Gone we’re her c cup breasts now replaced by small, conical spheres that would barely pass for b cups.
“At least I’m still in my teens,” she mumbled. “But just barely.” Sadly she now feared what had happened to Laura. Laura had been 19 when they went to bed. If Kaitlin was this young the how young was Laura? Cautiously Kaitlin pushed open the bathroom door. “Oh god Laura,” she cried.
The skinny 13 year old girl turned towards Kaitlin with tear stained cheeks. Laura appeared to have shrank at least four or five inches, now standing around 5’5” or 5’6”. The girls body had been robbed of most of her adult attributes. Laura’s face was in the in between stage of adult and child. Laura had a round face with a small nose and wide blue eyes. As Kaitlin gawked at her body she could see Laura was a tall, lanky girl with barely flared hips and small softball sized breasts that nearly disappeared inside her gigantic sweatshirt. “Kaitlin,” she whispered in a childish tone. “Your younger too.”
Kaitlin stepped into the bathroom and shrieked as she gazed at her appearance. Kaitlin was definitely shorter than before. As an adult she was about 5’7”, now she couldn’t be more than 5’2” tall. Looking over her face she was shocked to see a young face framed by honey colored hair. She remembered this face well when she was in 8th grade. At the time she was a cheerleader and gymnast before a knee injury ended those activities. Now looking in the mirror it was like staring into the past. Gone were the grown professional women replaced instead by two girls still in junior high.
“Laura,” Kaitlin whispered as tears began to fall from her eyes. “We’re....were...”
“Back in grade school,” Laura finished as she began to cry quietly. The two young teens turned to eachother hugging eachother for comfort as they began to cry anew. After a few moments the two parted wiping their eyes on too long sleeves.
“What are we going to do,” Kaitlin whined. “This is WAY too young. How are we going to survive? Are we going to have to relive our entire lives.”
Laura shook her head sadly as she thoughtfully rubbed her chin. “I don’t know,” she said, wincing at how young she sounded. “All I know is we have to return those dice to the magic shop. Hopefully then we can find a way to return to normal.”
“And I feel we can’t?”
Laura had no answer, the idea of being stuck back in grade school was something she couldn’t even fathom. If it was possibly to become young then their had to be a way to grow up. “We’ll Find a way to grow back up,” she said. “Let’s just get dressed to get to the car. We gotta get to the shop now before the dice roll again.”
“Aren’t you serious,” Kaitlin frowned gesturing to their bodies. “Laura look at us! None Of you’re clothes will fit us and we’re both way too young to drive. Any cop that says either one of us behind the wheel will pull us over. We don’t even look old enough to Be in high school let alone old enough to drive.”
“We have to try,” Laura said stomping her foot. “The shop is too far of a walk and I’m still tall enough to reach the pedals. What choice do we have we have to get their as quickly as possible.”
Kaitlin sighed as she looked up at he taller friend. Laura was right it was a chance they would have to take. As she looked over herself she realized it would probably have to be Laura that drove as well, although she may be a little older than her, Laura was still taller. Childish feelings of jealousy flashed through her mind as she felt jealous of her friend being taller. Shaking now her head she quickly dismissed this and nodded in agreeement.
Digging through Laura’s laundry the to young teens grabbed some cutoff sweatpants and t shirts that they threw on their bodies. While the clothes werent exactly fashionable they were functional for now as they cinched them tightly around their waifish waists. Shoes proved to be problematic for the two though as their heel size were several sizes to big. The finally reached a solution by donning several pairs of socks and stuffing the heels. While there’s outfits looked patently ridiculous it would function long enough for them to get where they were going. Quietly they made their way to Laura’s car. Getting in the two no way carefully drove down the road. As Laura crept down the road towards the Magic’s shop Kaitlin secured to dice tightly. Both now prayed they could nene this curse once and for all.