"There's no way in hell I'd wear that," complained Rachel. It's pink and babyish."
"Suit yourself, stay here."
"Jana, can`t you look for some more clothes?"
That was when it started happening again. She grew younger yet again. "Fuck!" She cried out.
"It's happening again, isn't it," Jana guessed.
"Goddammit! I just keep getting younger." Rachel's breasts were mere shadow, her limbs were tiny, and standing up, she was to Jana's waist height. She was once again six years old.
"Look at you down there. You`re tiny!"
"Shut the fuck up!" said the little girl. She the the coat that was covering her naked body at Jana.
"You're the kid, I'm the adult. So don't bother arguing."
"Great," cried Rachel. "Now what am I supposed to do, anyway?"