"I'm a baby!" Derrick stared at the cute toddler reflected back - first in shocked amazement, then in growing horror. "I'm a baby!"
The blonde boy giggled. "You already said that!" Then he rose up higher as Derrick took an angry swipe at him. "You said you wanted to go see the pretty ladies. Now you can."
"But..." Derrick sputtered in frustration, but then calmed down. They had said you could get changed here many times, so this wasn't permanent. Still, it rankled him to be a little kid - he had just gotten grown up enough to be considered a young adult. He looked around at the three cherubs. If he was like them, did that mean...? He thought about his wings, and suddenly started to rise up into the air! Muscles pulled oddly in his back, twitching so fast that he couldn't really feel the individual movements. Movement through the air was very unsteady, and the other cherubs giggled at him as he worked out how to fly. The new form must have come with some instincts, for he learned quickly and was soon able to loop and turn almost as well as his new brothers. The experience was great fun - it almost made up for being a toddler.
The black boy flew up in front of him and pointed at the cliff. "We can go up and visit the pretty ladies now!" He started up toward the top, and Derrick followed. The other two boys joined them, and they reached the cliff as a group of four. Derrick caught himself already thinking of these flying rugrats as companions, and pushed the idea away as hard as he could. Were any of these tourists stuck for two weeks as a cherub? He didn't want to waste his vacation as a flying toddler! Then he caught sight of some fo the nymphs and forgot his complaints.
They were all naked, and stunning. Slender, with amazing figures and beautiful faces. Some looked like fashion models stripped of the fashion, others appeared to have green skin and hair, at least one could have been carved from wood. They all turned and waved cheerfully at the cherubs, inviting them down. There was something to be said for being cute. Each of the cherubs was surrounded as soon as they landed, being hugged and petted and kissed. Derrick had a great time at first, being pressed against naked breasts and adored. But for all the beautiful, exotic females around him, there was no erotic or even mildly sexual sensation. His pee-pee was for pee-pee only. That made him frown. His pee-pee? Now he was starting to think like a toddler!
He struggled to pull free, deciding he had better get out of here before his mind accepted being a 3 year-old. A nymph and a dryad let go, but the third nymph pulled him back. "So eager to leave, little one?"
"I don't want to be a baby!" Derrick pulled ineffectually at her hands. "Please! I gotta be growed up again!"
"You want to be 'growed up'?" The nymph grinned at Derrick's fearful expression as he realized his vocabulary was getting more limited.
"Yes, pwease! I don' wanna be a baby for the 'cation." Derrick was getting frustrated - his mind seemed to be regressing fast, more like a real 3 year-old's than even the original cherubs. It was then that he realized he was not a 3 year-old any more - he was smaller, younger, approaching the age of two. The nymph must be making him younger! He struggled harder, but now the nymph was even stronger in comparison. "Pwease. Not baby!"
"Oh, be nice, Leana!" One of the dryads came over and took Derrick from the nymphs arms. "He's scared. And the cherubs told me he came to see the 'pretty ladies.' I bet he wants to do more than just look." She grinned and gently tugged at the small nub of Derrick's penis. "Isn't that right, little man?"
Derrick flushed, but nodded.
"Well, I certainly prefer the attentions of an eager young man to playing with babies." She set Derrick down in the lush grass and stepped back. Derrick struggled to sit up, then gasped as his body started to expand again.