"No! Please, stop it!" Dana charged at the old man. Unfortunately, the panic-induced
surge of adrenaline caused her to regress even faster, and she lost several inches of height
in mid-stride, causing her to stumble and fall to the floor.
"Ow..!" The impact hurt a lot more than she'd expected, and Dana fought the urge to
burst into tears.
Finias shook his head. "Sorry my dear, but I'm afraid you just made it worse. You need to
remain calm, or there might not be anything left of you before the formula wears off."
Dana looked at herself as she continued to shrink. Her breasts became smaller, and her
clothes very loose on her body as she became first a very young teen, and then entered
late childhood.
She did cry then, but thankfully she only got a little smaller, leaving her a girl of 10. She
was slender and waifish now, with soft, pale skin and delicate features.
To the older man, this was a definite improvement; it was obvious the young woman
hadn't been taking very good care of herself for some time. "There there, my dear, no
need to cry. Come, take a look at yourself in this mirror here."
He opened a door and led the way into his lab.
Dana struggled with her oversized clothing, she slipped out of her shoes and socks, and,
with a sigh, let her jeans slide down off her hips and onto the floor, followed a moment
later by her panties. Thankfully, her shirt hung down to her knees.
Sniffling a bit, she padded barefoot into the other room, which looked like the
examination room at her doctor's office. The old man was gesturing towards a mirror.
Looking into it, Dana saw a pretty young girl she'd forgotten ever existed. Her hair was
once again a very pale blonde, and her blue eyes seemed brighter.
The professor took a seat (he wasn't getting younger at the moment, after all!) and looked
on as Dana touched her face slowly, as if unwilling to believe what she was seeing.
This was, after all, his first human trial, and he was very pleased with the results so far.
Dana stood, spellbound, for quite awhile. Finally, however, she realized the room was
very chilly, and she came back to her senses, and turned to the older man.
"Please...I can't be a kid again, I just can't!"
"Well my dear, I would have to say empirical evidence points to the fact that you are a
child again."
"That's not what I mean! How can I live like this? I can't attend classes, work, drive a
car...I'm not an adult anymore!" Dana had never been this scared before. Her
independence had been hard-earned, and she'd had to make a lot of sacrifices to get this
far. Now, somehow, it had all been undone, leaving her helpless."
"Interesting, this could make quite a thesis, the impact of having an adult mind in such a
young body...well I'm afraid, Miss, I can't make you older. I really didn't see much point in
that line of research."
"I...no, you...can't....I'm stuck this way?!" Dana could hear her voice becoming shrill as the
room seemed to spin around her. Her knees felt very weak, and she slumped to the floor.
She didn't even notice that Finias had moved closer until she felt the sharp pain of a
needle in her arm....and then, blackness...