Mary knocked a bit harder on the door.
"Just a moment Mary." Tricia called out.
"You tried out the ring again didn't you." Mary stated smugly.
"Oh, she's going to make fun of me for this after I said I would never do this." Tricia said quietly. Then a thought occured to her. "But the ring can make it so she's thinks this is our normal age."
"How about we go all the way then. Become six." Padma whispered.
"But I - " Tricia twisted the ring around her finger some. She was really starting to like using the ring. "There will be too many kids for only one adult if we do that."
Mary knocks harder on the door. "Well, we do have someone out there with a bit of responsibility. Maybe a few years will give her more."
And Tricia thought of something. "And if she thinks we are normal at six, she won't say anything. At least until we are back to an older age. Okay, let's do this."
With that Tricia uses the Ring.
Padma watches Tricia as the other girl gets shorter and loses what little adult attributes she had at twelve. She could feel the same as her hips becomes boyish and her bust reduces to nothing. In a few moments, they are well into the single digits of their lives.
Padma looks at herself in the mirror and saw the room had changed from what an eighteen year old would have to a six year old. But to her what had been a smallish room was now much larger.
Both her and Tricia look over the now childish cheerleader outfits for a few moment without much luck in preventing themselves from giggling.
"Girls are you ready to go. The others won't wait forever you know." Mary's voice was much more adult than what it was before.
The two girls open the door to see Mary. The redhead in the nurse costume was far taller and more mature than them now.
"We're ready."