Seeing the disparity in size, you thought it'll be funny to try Caleb’s sandals on, not that it would do anything, right?
You push your feet into the tiny sandals, your toes barely wriggling in. "Well, that was dumb." You thought.
But before you could remove the sandals, a wave of dizziness hits you, followed by the room growing in size? A close inspection in the mirror revealed that it was you who was shrinking, your reflection moving downwards and shifting non-stop. The magic socks were gradually undoing years of puberty, bodybuilding, and more recently suntanning. Eventually, all you could see was a 12-year-old you in slightly oversized clothes with that same long haircut you had at that age. Your face round, and your body hairless save for the little body hair left around your crotch and underarms.
You were terrified at seeing this old face staring back at you, wanting it to end, but the changes were far from over. The socks had you shrink further down as your lean figure regained its baby fat, giving you a slightly chubbier, more cherubic appearance - like that of Caleb’s.
You pull your arm out of your oversized shirt, practically swimming in it, and coursed your now-pudgy hand across your hair which slowly lost length and hue, matching Caleb’s close-cropped blond hair.
You blink your eyes, with each blink, blue slowly replaces the dark-brown in your iris.
At this point, you looked like Caleb’s identical twin. A Caleb drowning in his babysitter’s clothes, minus the impish grin. Stunned by witnessing yourself morphing into a hairless, chubby three-year-old, you hardly think of what to do next.