”Jon Turner became a toddler” was written in the book. The second I closed it waves of pain filled my body. I fell to the ground from being so weak. The hair on my arms started to recede along with other hair on my body starting to shrink back into the skin. Each second that passed by I could feel my bones crackle and dwindle in size. I wasn't sure that I could take any more of this for one more second.
After a minute, it all stopped. I looked around and everything is humongous. My oversized clothing was toppling on me. I removed my old clothes and got to my feet. It was like I was in the giant territory in a fairytale. I toddled to the mirror and got a look at myself.
A little boy that looked to be 3 or 2 years old was facing me. We both had brown hair and eyes. Along with smooth white skin. I looked down and my skin wasn't the only thing smooth. My balls were shrunken and looked like pebbles compared to what I used to have.
I toddled over to the stuff that I bought from earlier and rummaged till I found what I was looking for. A bag of Huggies pull-ups. Knowing that I shrunken down, my bladder would have too, so I bought these just in case. I slid them on just like someone would with underwear, and they felt cozy. It felt like maybe 3 or 4 pairs of underwear on at once.
Looking at the time, I noticed that it was getting late. It was somehow 9:00 pm. So I looked in the bags for some comfortable clothes that I could wear. I pulled out a lion themed onesie and tried it on. Once I had it on, I got into bed and practically passed out. The bed felt like clouds to the body I'm in right now.
In the morning, I was awakened by the sunlight shining in my eyes. I hopped out of bed and opened my bedroom door to realize the one difficulty to this new body. There was no way I am able to climb down a flight of stairs without falling down. I looked around and decided to grab the rail as I walked down. It felt like forever going down. When I finally did it, I walked over to the fridge where some leftovers from dinner were ready for me. Sadly, I had to eat it cold, with my hands, and while sitting on the floor because I wasn't tall enough to use a microwave, climb in a chair, or grab a fork.
The more and more I tried to do something, the more I started to regret changing. Maybe I could do one thing as a child then maybe change back.