"What does it say," Laura exclaimed as she clamored towards the fallen dice. Travis paused, watching the dice shimmer on the darkened room. It struck him as odd that they would do that, what was even odder was the compulsion to pick them up and roll again. "One and two."
Laura winced, readying herself for the loss of years. Three years would put her back at 14. She was about to become a Freshman once again. Wincing, she readied herself for her impending regression.
"What are you doing?"
Laura slowly opened one eye, quickly looking over herself. She was still 17. At first puzzled, she gasped as she realized the dice were still connected to Anna and Kaitlin. "Oh shit," she whispered. Laura glanced behind, quickly grabbing the dice before sprinting from the room. All Travis could do was watch in utter confusion as the tall pretty brunette left hin by his lonesome.
Quickly descending the stairs, Laura now began to scan the party goers. Kaitlin and Anna were nowhere to be seen, Laura wondering where the pair could have gotten off to.
"Did you see those two girls Travis invited?"
"Yeah they were cute. Kinda young though, I thought he said they were Juniors?"
"I thought they were older too. Weird though I got a good look at them and they had to be Freshman."
Laura's eyes went wide, they were talking about Anna and Kaitlin. Quickly approaching the group of guys she smiled before asking a question. "Excuse I think you're talking about my friends. Did you see where they went?"
"Um I think they ran out front," one of the guys responded, gesturing towards the front door. Laura thanked them, quickly making her way outside.
Standing in the front yard, Laura now scanned the darkened lawn for any sign of Anna or Kaitlin. Most of the teens had made theirbwaybtiwards the back, leaving the yard eerily silent. "Anna," Laura called. "Kaitlin? Where are you?" Growong nervous, Laura began to search, fearful that her friends may have run off.
"Laura?"
The voice was barely more than a whisper, Laura turning quickly as she noticed a pair of young teens now emerge from the shadows.
Anna looked around 14, the girls face having rounded while having lost an inch or two of height. The young teen looked fearfully up at the taller girl, clinging to her clothing that was now quite baggy on her waifish frame.
Kaitlin was in a similar state. Now only 15, the honey haired girls curves had decreased dramatically. Kaitlin was thin, her jeans sagging on her narrow hips while her breasts had been reduced to a pair of small Bs.
"What happened, " Kaitlin asked, wincing at her higher tone of voice.
"The dice got rolled," Laura exclaimed, holding them up for the young teens to see. "I was able to get them back though."
"This is your fault," Anna whimpered. "Look at us! We're not even old enough to drive anymore!"
Laura frowned, ready to scold the younger looking teens. As she was about to respond the girls now heard the ethereal voice echo around them.
Laura Peter's, the Regressing Lots have bonded to you. Each roll of the dice shall return more of what you have lost.
"Crap," Laura grumbled. The teen now paused, gazing at her younger companions as they decided what to do next.