Confused as to where he was, and what was happening to him, Fransisco jarred around the confines of his new home. As he did so, Marco felt overwhelmingly horny to the point where he needed to practically sit on his hands to keep from rubbing himself off in a quickie.
"Boys, do something quick, because I can't keep this restraint up for much longer!" urged Marco through several deep breaths.
Ric flipped through the pages, trying to find something to begin to undo the mess they had made.
"Boys!" yelled Marco
"We need more time!" yelled Ric back.
"There wouldn't be such a hurry if he was our age," said Josh quietly.
Ric took a moment to think through what Josh had said off-handedly.
"That could work."
"What could work?"
"It'd at least keep him from cumming," said Ric, as he flipped back to the spell he'd seen not a moment ago.
"What could work?!" demanded Josh.
"It's coming!" warned Marco.
Ric found the spell and read it aloud while focusing on Marco.
Marco let out a yell which started in his low baritone, but as he regressed from twenty-one back to high school age and then even younger, his pitch began to go up as muscles deflated and clothes grew large and baggy on him. Pretty soon a beanpole of a teenager was sitting in Marco's clothes, but quite quickly after that the scream went up another octave as his limbs retracted and he shrunk to the other side of puberty. All the while Marco's throbbing hard-on shrank as did his balls, which only made Fransisco more panicked and active, until the moment when the testosterone pipeline was shut off to Marco's balls and they retreated back into their sockets close to his body, which caused Fransisco the sperm to grow tired and eventually fall asleep--waiting for when Marco would be old enough to ejaculate. Marco's penis went flacid and about this time, Marco felt the pressure fade away into what felt like an odd tickling sensation that caused him to laugh and giggle as the final part of the transformation left him a little boy.
Marco ended up swimming in his old clothes as he wiggled in laughter and settled at just younger than Josh at 9 years old--completely a little boy on the wrong side of puberty to have an erection. Once the tickling sensation had abided, Marco took stock of himself and screamed.
"You turned me into a ninito!" exclaimed Marco.
"I don't think this was such a good idea," said Josh.
"It was to give us time to figure out a plan to save Mr. Mendes," explained Ric to both the younger Marco and Josh.
"Oh..." said Marco as though just realizing that he no longer had to cum.