James wasn't sure he liked the sound of an age altering transformation. While it waa no doubt an improvement on being a statue with an itchy penis there was something undeniably unsettling about it. He wasn't sure which of the options would be worse, being a frail old man or a helpless baby.
It soon became clear which way this was going as James felt himself starting to become smaller and weaker, his bodily hairs vanishing, his penis shrinking. James's mind was noticeably altering too, his thoughts becoming far more basic, his understanding of what was going on around him diminishing, the girls in the class no longer attractive younger women but a matronly grown ups.
He felt a sudden urge to speak but there were no real words, only a collection of high pitched sounds that attempted to replicate them.
This time the sounds coming from the class were of the "aww!" and "ahh!" kind a very young child would normally receive. The impossibly young toddler sitting on the desk, no more than a year or so in age, looked like it wanted to cry, more in confusion than anything else.
"There, there. Come here James" Roxanne smiled brightly. James allowed her to pick him up and clutch him close to her ample bosom. As the gorgeous young witch stroked his back and kissed him on the forehead James felt a strange sense of comfort and safety. He was then placed delicately back on the desk. Roxanne waved and blew him a kiss then, in another swift arm motion James was a fully grown, very confused and disoriented adult male again.
"Very impressive Roxanne" Elspeth approved as the hot young sorceress strutted back to her desk "who's next?"