Jack wakes up in the morning, and sits up quickly, feeling more energetic than he has in years. He stretches, shaking off the sleep before crawling over to his bed stand, grabbing his phone in his hand. He holds it up with one hand and unlocks it with the other, the screen too big for his small hands to do anything else. He was a little confused why facial recognition didn’t work, but he shrugged it off as he looked through his phone. His social media seemed pretty normal, he didn’t think anything was off. “What a joke, that stupid glitch thing.” He said, his voice it’s usual deep timbre. He chuckled to himself and leaped off the bed, the bed being a couple feet higher than his legs could reach. He took a shower, and after drying himself off, he went to go get dressed.
When he went back to his room, he noticed he got a text from his coworker, Heather. She wrote “hey i still need a ride to work today?” Jack replied, “Yeah, still a few years off from that driving license :P” He looked through his closet and picked out a dark blue polo and khaki pants to wear. He realized something was off though, when he couldn’t reach the hangers to get the clothes down. He tugged on them from the bottom and the clothes he picked out came falling down.
He tried on the polo, and his entire body could almost fit through the neck hole. “What the fuck?” He said, pulling down another polo to try. The same situation occurred, and he walked over to his mirror, where he finally saw himself for the first time. I’m the mirror, he saw himself, same shaggy brown hair, same mustache, same slight chub on his belly, only he was no taller than 3 feet, and just looked like he did was he was really young! In the back of his mind, he was very confused. So that glitch really was a thing? Why did it make him so young?! But mostly, he didn’t really seem to mind too much that he was suddenly a kid. He was curious though, would he still want sex? He grabbed his phone and looked at a couple of the saved pictures he had of guys he liked to jerk off to before. He looked deeply at the picture and let his mind wander to dirtier topics, but as he did, he didn’t feel aroused. He knew these good looking guys were his type, but he just.,. didn’t feel sexual desire for them anymore. He shrugged and put his phone next to him.
Now to face his next issue: what would he wear to work? None of his old clothes would fit him… he thought for a moment before remembering that he bought a gift for his nephew a few days ago! It was an outfit, that couldn’t be considered work clothes, but we’re better that trying to wear clothes that wouldn’t fit. He grabbed the present and put on the clothes inside: a green shirt that read “Minecraft” at the top with a green creeper face and a pair of jeans with an elastic waistband. After straightening out his clothes he looked in the mirror. If it wasn’t for his mustache, you could never have been able to tell he wasn’t just any other 3-year-old-kid. He grabbed his phone and his house keys before heading outside to wait for Heather. He waited just a few minutes before Heather’s car pulled in. When Heather stepped out, though, she looked a bit different…