Tricia stood back as she watched her friends go up to another door for more trick-or-treating. Though she had first denied it, it certainly looked like fun as they filled their bags with candy. By the tenth door, she was slowly turning the ring around her finger.
"Maybe I can?" Tricia thought to herself as they came back from the door, bags weighed down a bit more from treats. "Just a few years, it isn't like I'll be a child."
She focused on the ring as they started walking down the street to the next door. Though she didn't see it, she could tell that her body was changing ever so slightly as she went from 21 to 18.
"Well." The sensation of that didn't feel good but it was interesting. Tricia also could tell her voice was ever so different.
"So, what do you think you are going to do after you graduate?" Kellie asked Tricia. It took her by surprise.
Tricia looked down for a moment and noticed that her breasts were a more perky and that her costume was just a bit more concealing.
"Well, I'm thinking a good local college."
"That's good, I'm hoping Katie will do the same when she gets to your age."
Now Tricia was getting really curious. She decided to make herself another three years younger. That was a much more noticeable change. She looked down to see her breasts shrink to b-cups, her curves really decreased, and she noticed her height had decreased at least a few inches when she looked up at Kellie.
"So, how is your first year in high school?"
"It - " Tricia winced slightly as the younger pitch and slight cracking of her voice. "It is very different from middle school. A lot more work."
"Well keep working at it. It will be worth it in a few years."
Tricia was her younger friends look at her as they noticed that she had made herself 15.
Tricia took a moment to look over her figure while the others were trick-or-treating. She could tell she had lost a couple of inches and a couple of cup sizes in an instant. The cheerleader costume that would look like a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader costume for an older woman looked like it has changed into a high school cheerleader outfit that was perfect for her teenage body.
Tricia could tell why the others felt the Ring and the age changes were such a great thing. While she enjoyed being a college student, she had been hesitant about becoming younger. The lost of control was the issue for her. But there was the added energy and the lack of responsibility.
And since Kellie was there watching us, there was no reason to go a bit further.
Maybe.
And a twelve year old would have less reason not to be trick-or-treating. Yes she would be a bit old for it, but doing so wouldn't be too strange And she could tell whether she wanted to go even younger. It was a bit of an awkward age for her but with the Ring it wouldn't be for long.
Okay. But maybe she should sit down somewhere first. Going from 18 to 15 had made her feel awkward for a minute and she knew she would lose even more height going to 12. Tricia didn't want to fall over if she became younger.
Or maybe. . .
"May I use your bathroom?" Tricia hoped she had a look that said to the old woman who was giving her friends candy that she really needed to go to the bathrooom.
"Sure dear. It's right over there." Tricia was shown the half bathroom. Inside the bathroom, she closed and locked the door. She took a moment to look in the mirror before holding onto the sink.
Tricia felt a slight shiver as the Ring took effect. Slowly she felt her height decrease. Her face in the mirror slightly started to regain a bit of childishness. She looked down to see that her B-Cup breasts had decreased to A-Cup and then smaller.
A minute later and the twelve year old looked over herself in the mirror. Tricia looked down and muttered a curse. Her breasts were barely there compared to when she is older and there was the gangly awkwardness that she had for several years.