Rick decided to make himself 5. He would not be a helpless baby and at five, he could do all sorts of kiddie rides too. Moreover, he could gorge himself ion sugary treats as much as he desired, as it would be a normal thing for him to do. He would eat tons of candy, ice-cream, fried dough treats, chocolate and litres of fizzy drinks. His new metabolism would take care of it and no one thought he was acting shamefully or strangely. It would be great! So he pressed the button and waited.
The transformation was immediate. Thankfully he was relieved to see that it was painless too. Except that his clothes became much too large and he saw the room shift, becoming much bigger. Well, naturally. He was smaller now, wasn’t he? He stumbled in his oversized sneaker, wobbling terribly, until the door opened. A large nurse, not only because Rick was now a little kid, frowned at him.
"Another one," she sighed. She went back out and returned shortly with something white. She removed his old clothes and even if he blushed, she made no comment at his tiny penis and bald crotch. Obviously, she'd seen all those before. She then made Rick slip into large pyjama pants and threw the shirt over the young man. Well, former young man. Rick thought at first it was was much too big. Yet he saw fast that it was a white nondescript nightgown, which was like the ones worn by both men and women in times past. Rick was happy at not being naked anymore but frowned. What the hell was this? The nurse then called out to someone yelling she had a new one ready.
"What?..." said Rick, now completely scared.
"You'll be put on auction in the fairy world. These fay creatures pay well for regressed people. They want you as kids or pets. Beats me why, but they love you," grumbled the nurse.
Just then an ogre arrived and thrust Rick in a bag, carrying him away, true to a boogeyman in a fairy tale. He grumbled a few words to the nurse and entered the portal to the fairylands. He dumped Rick into a cage and left. Rick could see a stage being set up and torches and voices a bit everywhere. Around him were many other cages with kids of all ages, all in pyjamas, most old-fashioned. Other victims that were former adults, now crying or terrified. Rick wondered who would buy him and what would happen now.