"SHUT UP!" she cries "they'll get you. they'll find out." the voices echoed. Jamie was in her room, the news on the tv showing missing persons reports of all her victims. She holds her hands over her ears, trying not to listen to the voices. "please!" tears in her eyes "what will it take for you to shut up?!" "you know what must be done. let the punishment fit the crime." the voices echoed.
"Let the punishment fit the crime!" the voices started to chant. Jamie gets up and walks over to the Chronivac and looks up her name "let the punishment....fit.....the crime." she says. she then pushes the button and the regression process begins. Jamie stands near a full body mirror, realizing she was wearing sexy bra and panties for a date, all covered with a nighty. Her regression started. her height was shortening and her face was looking younger. then her large breasts and butt slowly deflated. Jamie started to laugh as the voices grew quiet. her mind snapped as she slowly grows young. her laughing continues as she reaches 15 years old, her bra barely fitting and her panties somehow still holding on.
By age 10 the nighty became a robe. the further she regressed, the less strength she lad in her legs. she then fell over, her laughing can still be heard under the nighty until.....silence. Suddenly, the date jamie was gonna have walks in and looks for her but only finds a nighty, covering a bra and some soggy panties.