Nora knew she had to be young based on she felt. But she was still shocked, the timer had stopped at 12. "Twelve" she gasped. "I'm only twelve!"
Nora sat on her bed, with her feet hanging off. She just stared at her youthful and small hands. She was a pre teen, not even old enough for a bra. Barely old enough for middle. She had planned on returning to her 30s, a woman in the prime of her life. Now she was only 12. Too young to be on her own.
The robe was obviously too baggy, almost as if it was a dress. Even if she tightened it to the extreme. It still gave the appearance of a girl raiding her mothers closet. Sighing she now approached her mirror to closely observe her current predicament.
The girl in the mirror was definitely her, that much she could confirm. Unfortunately for her it was a face she hadn't seen in almost 70 years. Nora's face was round, innocent, with wide hazel eyes and a button nose. Freckles were prominent on her face. She looked like an old photo of herself from last time she was 12. Taking a deep breath, Nora undid her robe letting it fall away from her.
Nora blushed, gazing at her nude body. She couldn't believe how skinny she had been at this age. Nora now ran a finger along her sides noticing her ribs. "Geez I was skinny," she whispered.
Scanning the rest of her body, Nora's dilemma began to make itself abundantly clear. Coltish legs, narrow hips, no breasts, and zero pubic hair made it sink home that she was just a young preteen girl. Feelings of embarrassment now flooded Nora's mind, she felt weird gazing at her barely developing teenage body. Quickly snatching her robe off the ground she dressed quickly as pondered her next move.
Nora couldnt go out like this! She looked barely old enough to not need a babysitter. Trying to function as an adult would draw far too much unwanted attention. No one would believe she was an adult. Trying to reverse this was her only option, but how long would that take?
Nora would need some help until then, not so much to watch her but to help around the house, running errands until she could grow back to adulthood. She could also try calling a friend but she worried they would try to use the watch like she did. She could also try calling some of her old coworkers however what would they think. Nora realized she was as young as some of their children, after forcing her out would she now find herself living under their thumb? Nora shuddered at that idea.
Whatever decision she made, she realized she would need to do it soon.