"Now then." Madame Illusia turned to face the now-scared-looking boy. "What to do with you? What desire prompted you to risk my wrath, and cheat those two men of Thieu human lives?"
Pale and nervous, the stammered, "I, uh, w-w-want to b-b-be older."
She sneered at him. "Really? If you had asked outside this tent, or not used such trickery, I would have given you this." She gestured, and the boy matured suddenly into handsome young man in his late teens. "However, since you chose to trickery, I will provide the opposite."
Another gesture sent the teen shrinking into childhood again, but he did not stop at his original 9. "No! Please! I don't want to be little again!" The child stared down at his now 5 year-old body in horror. "Please! I don't wanna be a little kid!" His voice and words were those of a 5 year-old now, and tears ran down his cheeks.
Illusia smiled cruelly. "Ah, but that is you true form now, and in ten years, twenty years, a hundred years, you will still look, speak, and act as a 5 year-old. What learning you had slips away even now, and you will never read or write again. I give you the curse of eternal youth!"