You wander the store, attempting to remember anything from your precious life before you transformed into a somewhat three year old girl; your height, weight, name, friends, school you attend or age. Anything that would help you recall what is now missing from your mind.
And all you can remember is that you like Angelina Ballerina, Hello Kitty, ballet and other things that you think are typical for a very young girl. You remember mommy telling you that you're her special little princess and that your sister is her special little angel. You can remember attending school; the Piper/Quell preschool and you go with your best friend, Jackie who is an anthropomorphic mouse, but your unsure what the 'Anthropomorphic' means.
Having no answers, you head to the jelly bean section of the main store and begin looking around. You remember the rule about one free sample and the kid you're starting to become is really excited about such an offer.
Mentally, you try to weigh the pros and cons. So far you're able to come up with is that if you do finish the transformation you can relive your life over again - a once in a lifetime opportunity.
An idea dawns on you and heading to the end of the aisle, you take a pamphlet. It's kind of hard to read, but in the end, you find the information you want. From a bin of pink jelly beans marked 'FA2' you take a pound, or what you hope is a pound. Confirming that these beans will transform you into a two year old female version of yourself, you make your purchase with your allowance and place the bag into your coat pocket.
Next you head back to the exotic section, still trying to figure out if it's in your best interest to finish the transformation into a three year old female. By the time you reach the bins of jelly beans, your mind is made up.
Going carefully through the bins, you don't want to make a second mistake, you search until you find a white jelly bean with pink spots. Printed upon it is the letters and number 'A3AMFRS'. Hoping it does what you want and the letters mean what you think they might, you pop the bean into your mouth and begin to chew.
A tingling sensation erupts all over your body and you look down and watch in amazement as white fur grows over your hands, which have shifted until you only have three fingers and a thumb.
You can feel your feet shift and had you known the word 'digigrade' you would've known that this is how your three toed feet are situated. A ticklish sensation can be felt in the base of your spine and inside your abdomen. But as your tail forms and your reproductive organs shift sex and gender, all this is pushed from your mind as you feel the strangest feeling coming from between your legs.
Pulling your pants forward, you watch in wonder as your penis and testicles shrink and then disappear. Had you been able to see it, you'd also seen a pink gash appear between you legs as the vulva formed.
But this is unseen as the white fur begins to grow over your crotch. Lifting your shirt, you watch as the fur grows there, but you notice that you also have a couple of black spots scattered here and there. Suddenly the world around you begins to twist and bend.
Scared, you drop your shirt and as your tail inserts itself through a hole in the back of your pants, reality twists and suddenly you find yourself outside in the mall. The moment all this comes into view, new memories assert themselves and you remember that Jackie's mom is watching you today while your mother takes your five year old sister to a doctor's appointment.
As you remember all the stuff you knew before about your life as a girl and new memories fill in the blanks, the last thing you think before you completely forget about the magick candy store is, "A3AMFRS must mean Age Three Anthropomorphic Mouse, Female, Reality shift."
But all this is quickly forgotten as Jackie tells you, "Come on Martha. I want to show you this Angelina Ballerina doll I found."
Grinning, you take off after the other mouse girl, laughing and having a good time. From behind you, Jackie's mom is calling out that the two of you shouldn't wander to far.
Completely forgotten as well is the bag of jelly beans and the pamphlet tucked inside your coat. When your well into your sixties, thats when you happen to find the bag of beans, but that's a different story.