Leon screamed in terror as the surf washed towards him again dragging a weird piece of seaweed with it. He shrieked like he was being attacked and drew a massive glare from Gwen.
“It’s gross! It’s gross!” Leon shouted while pointing at the seaweed. Gwen just sighed and watched as Leon trampled one of the crude sandcastles she’d built with a bucket and shovel. He calmed down for a mere second before the seaweed rolled in even closer. He trampled another one of Gwen’s sandcastles and she felt rage spike in her. The seaweed seemed to spelled with blue streaks in it, maybe halfway through decay or something. As Gwen watched however the blue spread and the seaweed changed colour completely. She stood up and approached it slowly while Leon whimpered and tripped over his own feet crushing the last of her castles.
“You’re such a baby!” Gwen exclaimed rather angrily. She stormed into the water and touched the seaweed feeling a cold tingle spread through her body. Her fingers tightened around the seaweed and with a heavy throw she hurled it at Leon. He didn’t have time to dodge and it caught on his chest. He yelped and tried to push it off but it just caught on his swim trunks. Gwen however stared at him in bewilderment as he got shorter, smaller, and chubbier. His desperate shakes to get the seaweed off himself grew weaker and weaker as he lost balance. His swim trunks thickened and changed in texture becoming a swim diaper as his failing stopped and he fell onto his bottom on the sand, then onto his back. He began to cry as he became younger and younger, a brand new baby born maybe a week prior. Gwen blinked and stared at the baby before slowly approaching him and picking him up. As she did Leon let out a massive bawl desiring something.