Ollie considered what he had to do. He didn't have any other clothes that fit a thirteen year old frame, but he remembered that his neighbor was about his age. The boy usually played with friends down the street, but luckilly for Ollie the family was away on a vacation. Ollie had been to their house once before, he had a key for emergencies from the family. Taking off his shoes he temporarily changed back and got dressed, heading over to their home. Slipping inside, he found the boy's room upstairs. It was fairly messy as any boy's room was, and there were clothes in the hamper and on the floor. Ollie got himself a few things, a shirt, pants and boxers, along with socks. Undressing, he slipped the ring and his own sneakers on. The familiar sense of vertigo slipped through him as he diminished back to his barely teenaged years.
Giggling, he felt a thrill standing naked in a strangers house, about to put on a strangers clothes. He didn't want to turn into the kid though, so he took off the ring again as he changed. once it was done, Ollie looked in the mirror. He was unrecognizable from his adult self, a thirteen year old kid stared back at him, as if he was always this way. he gave a puckish grin as he considered his options.