“I have the ability to change my age at will.”
Her face gave me butterflies in my stomach. “Change your age? Stop bullshitting me and tell me why your naked!”
“I understand it’s hard to believe, but when I change my age my clothes only shrink with me. I can’t age up without them ripping apart. Do you know how annoying the clothes cost would me?”
“If you can change your age then prove it!”
Still naked, I stood in front of her and went from a 30 year old man to a 15 year old boy. She instantly shielded her eyes.
“There’s nothing you haven’t seen.”
“Really Jon, that’s like looking at naked teens. Change back before anyone sees you.”
I transformed back and got my pants on. “There, better?”
“Now it is.” She reached into her purse and grabbed what looked like a stun gun. Before I could react I immedielty got stunned and became uncouncous.
When I awoke I was partially naked, tied up, and being observed by both my girlfriend and two guy. They didn’t notice I was awake, so I listened in on their conversation.
“You sure this kids the same one the boss has been telling us about?” One of them asked. His deep voice revealed either he’s buff, or puberty hit him like a truck.
“I’m sure of it. He changed his age infront of me just an hour ago.” My traitor of a girlfriend told him.
“Listen, even if it is the man why would he turn into an infant in his sleep. Didn’t the boss say he had full control?” The other man spoke. Based on his response he’s probably believing I’m an actual kid.
They kept arguing until one of them noticed I was awake. He told the other two to shut it and walked over to me. I looked up and saw what I was dealing with.
Two dudes. Both of them looked maybe 5’ 11” or 6’. One had more muscle than the other and looked maybe 30 to 40 years old. The other man had some muscle, but not a whole lot. He looked more of a brains over brawn kind of person due to his looks. Both men had brown hair and the muscular man had blue eyes while the other had brown.
The muscular man dropped down to eye level with me, and started screaming at me.
“Listen here you little rat. You better releal yourself before I slice you up.” He said while pulling out a knife.
There was only one thing to do, and that is to hope the other guy is gullible.
I starting thinking of anything sad, making me get my tear ducts ready. While crying, I improved my way in the situation I was in. “I’m not a r-rat mister. Wh-where is my mommy? I want my mommy!”