The teacher supervising the second graders looks to be about 30 years old. She has dark hair and glasses and is dressed conservatively in a white blouse and long skirt.
Todd wants to see how she would react if she were suddenly the same age as her students. He sets the remote, aims it at her and fires it.
At that very moment, two of the eight-year-old boys get into a shoving match.
"That's my potato chips!" shouts one.
"Uh-uh!" shouts the other, slightly larger boy. "They're mine now."
The teacher immediately walks over and separates them saying, "Now cut that out, both of you." Although she doesn't realize it yet, she is already at least 5 years younger. Her clothes begin to look looser on her body.
"You two know that there's no fighting in this class." she says as she enters her teen years.
"He started it!" says the larger boy.
"What?" shrieks the other boy. "Mrs. Brown, he took my potato chips!"
"Enough!" she shouts, and then clears her throat, surprised that her voice sounds higher than normal. She is now in her early teens.
Both boys look up at her in wonder. She is visibly much younger than usual. In fact, she looks like she could be a student at this school.
"Mrs. Brown," says the smaller boy. "You're getting younger!"
"What?" says Mrs. Brown. She looks down at herself and notices that all of her clothes were now many sizes too big. Her bra was completely deflated now, and her shoes felt terribly loose.
The class quiets down as the other students begin to notice Mrs. Brown's transformation.
Then, her skirt and underwear abruptly drop from her narrow hips, leaving her clothed in only her blouse, which thankfully covers her down to her knees now. She lifts her hands up in front of her face only to find them covered by her enormous sleeves.
"This is... impossible," she says as the change ends. She is now a cute little 8-year-old girl.
The class is dead silent as all of the other students had stopped what they were doing to stare in wonder at their shrunken teacher.
"Mrs. Brown!" shouts one of the girls in amazement. "You're a kid like us now!"
Carrie looks over at Todd, who is hiding out by the door of the classroom, and smiles. She mouths the words "good one" to him and gives him a thumbs up.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Brown looks around the room in horror. All of the authority that age had given her is gone now. She has become just another kid in the classroom. What is she going to do?