Lisa was almost frantic at this point, with each passing second she was retreating further and further into childhood. If she wanted to avoid ending up in diapers she had to act quick.
"Um mom," she whispered. "I'm, um, I'm bleeding. You know...down there."
Lisa felt mortified but it was he last best chance to get out and go home. Looking at her mother she could see her eyes go wide as she uttered a simple oh. A gentle and soothing smile now spread across her face as she grasped Lisa's shoulder. "I understand honey," she smiled. "Let's go home."
Breathing a sigh of relief Lisa and her mother entered the car. While Lisa was now banished to the backseat, she resigned herself to her fate. Being 10 or 11 was preferable to diapers anyday. Besides, Lisa figured her mother would forget this conversation the closer they got to home.
As they now sped for home, Lisa was astounded by what was happening. While she couldnt feel herself getting smaller, she could definitely see the results. When she had gotten into the backseat, the preteen had been able to touch the ground. As the ride went on, she found her feet slowly rising, first her heels didnt quite touch no matter how much she strained. Now she found she had to stretch just for her toes to touch.
Even the car seemed larger too, her perspective changing as she slowly shrank back into childhood. While the girl didnt have a booster seat yet, (she had stopped when she was 9), she knew those days were not far off. Lisa could now only hope she could get home in time.