"Are you ok?" Trent told Ramone as he helped him to stand up.
"I-I can't believe it! I'm a kid again!" Ramone freaked out as he watched his little frame. "And you... You truly are the missing man, don't you?"
Trent slightly nodded because he knew that Big Poppa was staring at them.
"Trent, keep an eye on Ramone." Big Poppa said. "Unfortunately, my control gas doesn't work on kids but I'm big enough to control a bunch of brats like you! Hahaha!!"
"Yes, Poppa." Tent nodded and pulled Ramone by his left arm. "I'll show him where the cows are."
"Good idea and don't try to do anything stupid because I'll know it!" Big Poppa shouted at them as they left. "Well, what were we doing Officer Reilly?" He grinned before they started to kiss each other.
"What's going on here? How is this possible?" Ramone yelled at Trent as he pulled him through the farm. "Let my go!"
"We need to stay away from Poppa's sight!" Trent said. "Behind the stable is the quietest place I know here."
"Ouch! Be careful where we're going! I'm barefoot!" Ramone shouted trying to sound like the cop he used to be.
"I'm sorry!" Trent was going to call him officer but he didn't do it when he saw that Ramone didn't look like the imposing man he was a moment ago at all. All his muscles were gone, his voice was pitchy and childlike, body hair was now a dream and most importantly, behind his thin noodle legs was hanging a shy version of what it had been before.
When both kids arrived, Trent dropped Ramone's arm and looked around to make sure they weren't seen by anyone.
"Ok, time for some answers. What it's this place? Who's that guy? And how he can turn grown-up people into kids?" Ramone asked.
"I don't know." Trent replied. "A few days ago I used to be an important executive until I had a car accident and then I ended up here. That man calls himself Big Poppa and he kept me and other guys as their farm boys. I don't know how long has he been doing this but we're like his prisoners."
"And why don't you try to escape?"
"I don't know where to go. It's not like I could go back to my old life looking like this." Trent said as he extended his thin arms. "And I've seen that those who disobey Big Poppa suffer a worst destiny than second childhood."
"What are you talking about?"
"I could tell you but I think it's better if I show you." Trent made Ramone to look through a stable window and what he saw made him gasp in shock.
"Tho-those kids." Ramone said. "They're like.."
"Farm animals." Trent said. "Big Poppa deformed them physical and mentally until they turned into those bizarre creatures. Half kids, half beasts."
"Ok, I get why you don't try to run away." Ramone said. "But we can't stay here all life. We don't even know if we can still grow back or we're trapped as kids forever!!"
"I know, but we need a plan." Trent said. "For now, pretend that we didn't have this talk, we'll start to figure out a plan later."
"Ok." Ramone nodded and then he asked. "Do you have some clothes you can give me? It's shame enough to lose all my muscles. I don't need to remember how small it's my dick now."