Nora knew she couldnt sit around in large clothes. This might be perminant. She couldnt just break into their homes. So she knew had to wear the clothes for a 5 year old. She sighed and held the watch once again to let it go. She watched as her age meter go down as the robe she was wearing continued to grow bigger on her. If there was any signs of womanhood left...they were gone.
By age 10 Nora was having a hard time keeping the robe on but she knew that would change. She watched as the world around her grew more and more as her age went down.
By 8 the robe finally got too big for her as it completely slipped off her tiny body. She looked at the watch as it continued to go down. Adult teeth vanished and were replaced with baby teeth. 7....6...and then she let the watch stop once she was 5 years old.
Nora then put on a purple t-shirt was a unicorn on it with jeans. She went to look herself in the mirror.
"Wittle Nowa is back" she said with the lisp she remember hearing she had when she was 5 originally.
She did look cute but she couldnt stay 5. So she climbed onto her chair to use the computer with her tiny hands to do research where she found out there was...