Pinching the die between Hee index and middle fingers, Sharon slowly dislodged from its resting place. As it came loose, she breathed a sigh of relief, only for it to slip from her fingers.
Thirty three years you have walked this Earth. Now this number is but Twenty nine. Each roll of the dice returns more of what you have lost.
Sharon cursed under her breath as the orbs of light once more floated off her body. Already she could feel her suit begin to slip on her slimming body, instinctively reaching for the waist band of her slacks, Sharon blushed as she felt a breeze on the top portion of her buttocks. She had grown so slim that her slacks were nearly falling off. Grunting in frustration the young business woman tightened her belt as she secured the die inside her purse.
"Damn it," she grumbled. Taking a breath, she now glanced into the cars mirror to assess the damage. Sharon was wide eyed as she looked at her face. It was certain her, just much fresher in appearance. The young woman's skin tone had evened, any signs of wrinkles, crows feet, or blemishes having vanished. Although her face was clearly adult and angular, she noted a youthfulness to it. Sharon was certainly a knockout with her golden blonde hair, pale blue eyes, and flawless features, but she worried she wouldn't be taken seriously by clients. "I could always try sex appeal," she thought as she examined her face.
Looking over her clothing, she realized a new wardrobe was now on her to do list. Although she had only lost four years, this loss had made the woman even thinner. Sharon's waist was narrow, her stomach firm and flat. While she still possessed an ample amount of curves, they were now obstructed by an increasingly baggy business suit. "I've probably lost more than 30 pounds," she whispered as she tightened her belt further.
Sharon's blouse and jacket were also showing signs of being overgrown for the newly minted young executive. The last bit of regression had made her breasts impossibly firm while losing very little of its volume. It was a small conciliation though as the jacket and blouse bagged around her. Running her hands along her sides, she was shocked at now thin she appeared, feeling the tight muscles along her abdomen.
Unfortunately, this caused Sharon's blouse and jacket to inch over her wrists, giving her the appearance she had borrowed these clothes. "Ugh I feel like I'm playing dress up," she grumbled. Glancing over her attire and her appearance, she realized she would need to change before conducting any further business. Sharon's youthful face and loose clothing made her appear younger than her current 29 years of age.
Composing herself, the young executive now made her way towards Alice and Nicole, hoping she wouldn't experience any further loss of age.