"Cmon fifth grade wasn't that bad," Megan said. "I mean the teacher, Mrs. Taylor was actually really nice."
Jackie and Ann shrugged in acceptance, not noticing the ring was glowing. "Okay I'll give you that Meg," Jackie answered. "We did have a good time in fifth grade. Besides that was when we all became friends."
None of the girls noticed as they each grew a year younger. For Ann, Jackie, and Megan their barely pubescent bodies evaporated leaving them children. Obly Stephanie maintained any semblance of puberty, her small breasts though eroded to small nubs the size of tennis balls.
The girls underwear also changed. Ann, Megan, Jackie were unaware that their bras had vanished. Only Stephanie now possessed a training bra. Finally the girls shrank a couple of inches. The p.js the girls wore shifted on their childish bodies growing slightly baggy and longer. Jackie shook the sleeve of her shirt as it inched over her wrist. Megan and Ann now adjusted their bottoms, the hems bunched up slightly on Megans feet while Ann's shorts seemed to slide down her hips. The girls shook their heads as they adjustes to the fact that they were now 11.
"Did you guys feel something," Ann asked as she pulled unconsciously on her loose shorts.
"I felt something but everything seems normal," Jackie answered, not noticing the childish tone of her voice.
"You guys worry too much," Stephanie sighed. "Nothing happened, were still in fifth grade so if your worried we got younger your just crazy."
"Says the girl that wanted to be 4 a couple of minutes ago," Ann giggled.
Stephanie frowned, playfully sticking her tongue out at her friend. "What," she smirked. "Just because I want to have some fun with Jackies ring doesnt mean were all slowly getting younger. Besides I would think you guys would want me younger, im the only one with boobs."
"More like bee stings," Megan teased.
Stephanie frowned, picking up a pillow she now threw it at Megan, hitting her dead in the face.
"You dork," Megan giggled, throwing the pillow back at her friend. In only moments the four 11 year olds found themselves engaged in an epic pillow fight. Giggling happily they talked and laughed about school and friends, not remembering that they started the evening as a group of grown women.