In the bathroom, Dona was taking a serious piss after the whole make out session. She was standing up under the toilet seat, peeing a lot through her pussy with remaining cum coming out of it. “Oh man…” she said, feeling the after affects of the sex drive, “That was one awesome experience. I don’t see why my mom had the nerve to think I’m in love with a punk. He is so dreamy…” When she finished with her piss and flushed the toilet, she sat on the now closed toilet seat and took a bit of a breather. Being that it was a while since her first time, Dona had to take a bit of a break and rest up before she was ready for the second round. What she didn’t realize was that she was still regressing at an alarming rate.
About half an hour ago, Bobby made a wish on the age ring he obtains to make both her and Tray grow younger. So what was once a full grown, 25-year-old, mature woman was now a 16-year-old young teenager, that didn’t have a driver license and having sex at a young age. But the problem is that Bobby didn’t tell Wendy how young they are going to get until she see the answer herself. As Dona was resting, she grew another year younger then before.
Her body went down through another growth spurt in reverse as her height went down to about four to five inches. At the same time, fatty deposits that resembled her womanly figure slowly disappeared on her body. Her breasts got smaller while her curves were getting less curvy. The hips were decreasing in width, slowing getting closer to what will be her boyish hips. Her ass was loosing its bubble shape as it decreases in mass and size. Then her arms and legs grew up to increase her shrinkage while her muscle tone gradually loose its definition, looking more gawky then sexy. As her body was loosing all the feminine shape behind, Dona’s face was now looking more childish then before. The shape of her face was now getting more rounder as her cheeks seem to be puffing up from the start. Her nose grew smaller and looked to be a bit wider then before. More pimples cover her face, but at the same time, freckles that she lost since she was at the end of preteendom slowly returned, beginning at the base of her forehead and spreading all across. Her lips were now thin and less kissable then it was before while her mouth grew smaller to make a prefect fit for her teeth. For some strange reason, her teeth started to feel incredible amount of pain. What it was is actually braces appearing in her mouth, making her teeth feel pain when it goes straight. The hair on her head grew much shorter as the pony tail burst free and arranged once again, making it look like a short cut little girls like.
While her body grew younger, her clothes changed once again to a different style to match her age. The first change was her cheerleader blouse, as the straps were growing and covered her upper arms the pointed bottom hem of her shirt fully grew down and covered her stomach area. The logo of her high school vanished and the purple color of her shirt faded until there was no color at all, just a plain white T. Suddenly, there was a split down the middle of the front shirt revealing her small rack, but was covered up as buttons appeared and connect themselves. The top closed itself up and a neckline appeared, folding itself and covering her cleavage, or what’s left of her cleavage. Just then, a plaid tie appeared from behind her and wrapped itself up behind her and fashionably tied itself to a perfect fit. Her skirt grew down to below her knees and was now looking less frilly at the bottom, and then the purple color changed into the same plaid as the tie she was sporting. Her socks risen up close to her skirt and the purple lines at the top disappeared. Then her purple sneakers went completely black and opened up as the laces vanished and a strap covered the lower end of her foot, making them a pair of black Freda Mary Jane shoes. Her earrings grew smaller until they were now small dots appropriate for her age and all the make up on her face disappeared, except for her lipstick, which faded to make it look adequate.
When she was finished getting any younger, Dona was now a 15-year-old catholic schoolgirl that knew very little about sex. She got up off her seat and approached the mirror of the bathroom sink to get a good look at herself. “Hmm… Not bad,” she said with a much higher voice, “Just need to get rid of my pimples. Man it’s hard to clean my face.” After puffing her hair up a bit, she looked at the mirror and smiled a bit to her reflection. “Well, time to head back. I don’t want Tray to wait for me too long.” So Dona left the bathroom and headed to Tray, where before he was a husband then boyfriend, now she thought he was her secret crush. Soon, that crush will deteriorate when she gets much younger.