"Do you have any kids?" Ty asked the woman, who's name tag read "Wendy S"
"No, never had kids." The woman sighed sadly. "Never got married."
"That's too bad." Ty said sympathetically. "I bet you wish you could do it all again, huh?"
Normally, Wendy would have taken offense to the whole line of conversation, but she was tired, and the boy seemed to be genuinely nice. "Yeah." She said whimsically. "I wish I could, kiddo. You're what, 13?"
"15." Ty blushed. "I just look young for my age."
"Well, I wouldn't mind being that young again." Wendy smiled. "Now can I get you something else?"
"How about some ice cream?" Ty grinned, and willed his hard up waitress to slowly regress to 15 years old.
"Can do, young man." Wendy smiled, and proceeded to walk to somebody else's table. With every table she served, Wendy seemed to be getting a little more enthusiastic - and a little thinner.
By the time she had done her rounds, the slightly plump 40 year old was down to a slimmer and sexier 30.
She vanished into the kitchen for a while and Ty waited, giggling. He hoped he'd get to see the fun part.
Wendy emerged from the kitchen with some orders and Ty's ice cream. There was no doubt about it, she was now in her twenties. She was slim, shapely, and youthful. People were now taking an odd notice but mostly ignored it. Maybe it was a different Wendy S, who knew?
"Hey, you!" Wendy said cheerfully as she reached Ty's table. She set down Ty's ice cream and to his delight, sat down across from him. "So, you mind telling me how you did this?"
"Did what?" Ty said with a sparkle in his eye, and watched with amazement as Wendy fell to her early 20's and started to gradually shrink. She was going back to her teens and getting cuter.
Wendy gasped, feeling her already loosened clothes getting looser, and looked at him with a puzzled smile. "If you think I didn't put 2 and 2 together you're crazy! Look at me! I must be eighteen!"
Ty's grin only widened and together they watched in amazement as Wendy grew younger and younger, her facial features softening, freckles dotting her cheeks, and her overall body losing size and womanly curves, until finally...
"I-I'm 15!" Wendy giggled. "I'm only 15!" She ran her hands over her soft face and almost began crying with joy. "Listen, I don't know how, but thank you! Oh God, this is wonderful!"
"Hey, want to come with me? This is shaping up to be a pretty awesome Saturday."
"Uh, yeah!" Wendy said excitedly, and then realized her adult clothes were hanging off her demure frame. "I think I'll need an outfit."
Although a couple people noticed the girl in over sized clothes, they didn't make the connection as Wendy and Ty slipped out of the IHOP skipping and laughing.