Oliver placed his glasses on his dresser and grabbed some red athletic shorts out of one of the bags. It was small. Probably for a boy around the ages of 9 or 10. Taking off his boxers and draping them on his bed, Oliver placed his legs inside the shorts.
In spite of his short height of 5’ 7” and his slim build, Oliver found the he could barely pull the shorts past his knees. The shorts were just too small for him. “Would the ring even work like this?” he wondered. “Would the ring even work at all?”
Oliver blushed as he realized that he never questioned the ring. Too lost in its possibilities that he easily spent money on buying some clothes from a secondhand store. Glancing at the bags on the floor, Oliver felt foolish as he realized he might’ve just wasted his time.
Preoccupied in his thoughts, Oliver didn’t even notice that he was already transforming. Oliver was beginning to shrink rapidly as he lost height, his already short stature becoming even shorter.
As Oliver held on to the waistband of the shorts, holding them around his knees, he watch in surprise to see the shorts coming up. With his smaller body, the shorts easily slid on to Oliver’s body. A perfect fit. And soon he would become the perfect duplicate of its previous owner.
Oliver stopped shrinking as he reached the height of 4’ 7”, losing an entire foot in the process. Now he looked like an incredibly short adult male. But he wouldn’t be an adult for much longer.
Oliver wasn’t a hairy man but he still had the usual amount of body hair any guy had. Instantly his body hair receded, disappearing from his face, his armpits, his forearms, and his legs. Even his small bush of pubes disappeared! Eventually, he was left with an entirely smooth torso. Devoid of any hair except for the hair on his head.
Oliver began to gain a slight amount of fat as the baby fat from childhood reappeared. It gave him a bit of a pudgy appearance but one that was average for a boy.
Because Oliver had already shrank, his limbs and body had already changed to fit his new height. However they still adjusted slightly to match his new body. The previous owner having a similar slim and athletic build that Oliver had. However, there was some type of definition to his new body, one gained from playing sports. Whoever Oliver was becoming wasn’t too shy of sports.
Oliver’s hair began to grow lighter as it turned blonde and shorter. Becoming a crew cut instead of the usual messy hairstyle Oliver donned. Likewise his eyes turned from a light brown to a bright blue. His eyes, nose, and lips became smaller as his face reshaped to match a younger face suited for a child, with his ears sticking out on the sides of his head. Clearly needing to be grown into them.
Oliver’s skin became paler as it became different than the usual tanned skin tone he developed from time spent outdoors. It made his new hair color stand out more as the changes began to finish.
By now Oliver looked like a young boy more or less, but he wasn’t completely done changing. His dick began to thin as it shortened in length from his previous average 5 inches to barely 2 inches, with his balls shrinking to match his new cock. Then his balls undropped, removing his last mature and adult feature as his body finished transforming.
In the end Oliver stood in his apartment bedroom a prepubescent boy, only wearing a pair of red athletic shorts. Once too small they not fit him perfectly as the hugged his smaller waist.
The transformation had been instantaneous so Oliver had yet time to process anything that had happened. He let go of his waistband and felt the shorts snap into place. Regardless of his lack of glasses, Oliver could see his surroundings perfectly. His bedroom appearing much larger and bigger.
“Woah! It worked-”
Oliver stopped. The voice that came out sounded much higher-pitched than he remembered. One made by the lack of an Adam’s apple.
Intrigued on how he now looked, Oliver unlocked his bedroom door with his smaller hands and rushed to the bathroom. The sink much closer than he remembered as he viewed his reflection.
A boy stared back at him, one Oliver was unfamiliar with.
“I’m probably around 9 years old,” Oliver said with his new voice as he examined his appearance. He noted that he was still tall for his new age, taller than he himself had been at 9 years old.
His new body had a similar skinny and athletic build that he himself had but one with a bit more definition. He wondered if perhaps this kid played sports more often? Probably only indoor sports since he was incredibly pale. There was also the clear signs that he now had a prepubescent body. He lacked any body hair or signs of puberty, retaining a slight amount of fat from childhood.
With his smaller height and smooth body, it was easy to tell that Oliver was a young boy, barely on the cusp of puberty.
“I can’t believe it!” Oliver exclaimed ecstatically, as the boy mimicked him. A look of delight on his face. “The ring worked! And I’m… like… 14 years younger!”
Once a 23 year old college student, Oliver now stood a 9 year old boy. Absorbed at his new appearance in his bathroom mirror. The only question now is what he would do next.