You pull from the box what you think is a girl's costume, trying to remember if your sister ever wore it before. It looks like it would fit a four year old girl, but it doesn't really look like costume to you.
"Maybe children have a different concept of costume's that older people don't," you reason out loud.
Looking at the side of the box, you read 'Jamie, Age Four, Costumes' in your mother's tidy and delicate print. Shrugging, you throw the costume back into the box and take it back down to your room.
Making sure your siblings are fine, they're all glued to the telly, you head back to your room and boot up your computer. You're not sure what to look for, but you start with information on the ring. This turns out to be odd, because you have a nineteen hour window before changes are permanent and returning to a previous form is impossible. Also, it doesn't matter if you choose animal, person or food, as long as it had some form of life at one point or another.
"I'm hungry," Christy tells you in a demanding voice, interrupting your search on the internet.
Sighing, you put your computer in stand-by and go to see if you can find a snack for Christy and anyone else that's hungry. No one else is and you fix your younger sibling a snack. As you chew on an apple, watching Christy eat a bag of fruit snacks, you wonder if you can go through with this decision and whether Christy will play with you.
Having no answer, you toss the apple core into the garbage and tell Christy, "Go watch your programs when you're done," and head back to your room.
From the box, you take a pair of jean bib-overalls with patches on the knees, a one piece underwear from a ballet costume and a pair of pink slippers that look like they go to the same ballet costume. Next you take the ring from your pocket were you'd put it so not to loose it while carrying the box down and wonder what to do.
Slipping the ring back on, your mind goes hazy and without really thinking about it, you undress. Standing naked in your room, you remove the tags from the slippers and one piece underwear. Dropping the slippers on the floor, you begin to pull on the body suit.
At first it's tight and doesn't want to slip over your seventeen year old frame, but the moment it touches the ring everything begins to shift.
You begin to shrink, somethings that bothers you slightly. You drop from a height of nearly seventy two inches down to a height of thirty eight inches. The one piece is starting to really fit. Your weight drops down to thirty three pounds, but this doesn't bother you at all as your hair begins to grow out until it's half way down your back.
The one piece is up over your waist and at first there is a pinching sensation as it pushes your penis and testicles against your body, but that quickly fades as they shrink and then disappear. A ticklish feeling can be felt in your groin and abdomen, your reproductive organs shifting sexes, but you're too busy pulling the body suit on the rest of the way. As the gash between your legs open, you hear a voice behind you exclaim, "How'd you do that?"
Turning, you see your twelve year old sister standing in the doorway to your room. Suddenly feeling shy, you rush to were you dropped the bib-overalls and pull them on. Jamie merely asks, "Andrew, or shall I call you Andrea for now, how'd you do that."
Realizing that now she was a lot bigger then you, you hold your hand up and in a childish tone, you say, "The wing twansformd me."
Jamie dashes across the room and before you can stop her, she removes the ring and tells you, "I'm the older sibling now, you have to listen to me," with this she laughs and then continues, "This is not to be played with by a baby like you, Andrea."
She laughs again and walking toward were the slippers are sitting, she picks them up and tosses them at you and says, "Play with these, not grown-up jewerly."
Not liking the way things are turning out, you watch as Jamie exits the room with the ring. Picking up the slippers and putting them on, you toddle after her. Only to see her disappear into Christy's room. Halfway down the hall, Jamie comes out and hands you a doll. Before you can stop yourself, you take the doll and cradling it, you stick your thumb into your mouth and allow yourself to be led downstairs.
Jamie sits you down in front of the telly and you become entranced by the children's programme that's running. None of your brothers and sisters ask who you are, in fact Christy pipes up at a commercial break and asks, "Can Andrea and I play outside Jamie?"
Jamie says that you can't and then says she is going to prepare something for dinner. Somewhere in your four year old body, a sliver of your old seventeen year old self screams that you need to get back the ring or you could be stuck like this. For your part, you wonder if it is worthwhile getting back the ring.