Amanda would soon receive a very large box of apple juice, sticking a straw into it and smiling happily as they sucked on it viewing her jobs computer as she though to herself... ‘hmmm.... this doesn’t seem young enough... maybe I should try younger!’. Amanda would smirk and then bring up the sentence as she started to type up it again.
“The 4 Year Old CEO sits at their desk.”
Then, she blacked out again only to zone back in to her body being even smaller then before and her booster seat was changed, this time being bigger to make sure she could see over her desk. She looked over to her papers to find she couldn’t read, but thankfully it seemed like she could still understand what she saw on the paper and what it referred to her business, it seemed that she was unfortunately regressed on a educational level when she rewrote the age. This became all the more apparent as she felt padding spreading apart her legs and looked up her dress to find she was wearing some thick Pull Ups... she remembered that she was struggling with potty training at this age, and soon it was confirmed that her problem returned as she felt herself uncontrollably soak her pull up...
Amanda would blush as she felt herself...