Before I can ask questions, Amanda heads straight into a Justice store. I glance over the youthful clothes and then look at Amanda quizzically.
"What are we doing here?"
"Listen I think we both deserve a break from the big boob lifestyle, though I've definitely earned it more than you. And I figured we would want to try something that would affect more than just one body part."
"But if it does work we'll be minors!"
"You have more spray and if it can get us there it can get us back."
I still wasn't sold on this, but clearly Amanda had made up her mind. The two of us split up to pick out outfits and meet up after checking out.
"Ok let's go to the bathroom and try these on!" announces Amanda.
I nod nervously and we quickly locate one and locks ourselves in a stall. We both strip down and I pull out the spray.
"So which one of us goes first?" I ask.
"It's definitely my turn."
I'm more than a little relieved at that announcement. I hand over the bottle and watch as she pulls out her purchases.
First Amanda sprays a pair of socks and pulls them on. At first they come nowhere close to fitting, but by the time the minute is up Amanda's have shrunken to accommodate them.
Next she pulls a pair of cartoon print undies out and sprays them. The sight of a grown woman trying to force the tiny article up her legs would be comical in most other circumstances, but now I watch in fascination as inch by inch her legs shrink to accommodate her efforts. By the time she's pulled them around her waist, she's wobbling unsteadily to support her adult torso with her tiny legs.
That was only an issue for a few moments, as the next item is a purple and pink unicorn dress. Once that is sprayed, Amanda begins working her head through the tiny hole. By the time her head popped out, the spray had fully adjusted it. Gone was the carefully straightened hair and expertly applied makeup of an adult, the tiny head on top of the still adult torso was that of a frizzy haired, round faced girl.
The strange mismatch body only remained for a little longer, Amanda soon pulled her arms through the dresses long sleeves. Her arms shortened, as did her torso, as her chest flattened out entirely. With the minute up, Amanda was now indistinguishable from any other gradeshooler.
"So how do I look?"
"Like you're a kindergarten escapee," I reply sarcastically.
Amanda rolls her eyes at me while she pulls on a few more items; leggings, shoes, and some plastic "jewelry". No spray is required to make those fit now. Once her hair has been tied off into buns, she seems satisfied.
Holding out the bottle she happily chirps, "Your turn."
I hesitate considering the clothes I bought and ultimately decide...