Cody frantically mashed one of the buttons on the remote labeled -5. In his haste he pointed the remote at Adam, desperate to show him that it did in fact work. No beams or crazy lights shot out; for all intents and purposes it seemed to have done nothing. However Adam was not as certain as he had been before that the remote did not work. He gripped his stomach and looked down at his feet, feeling dizzy. A weakness had come over him as if his legs couldn't support his weight anymore and his knees buckled. Adam leaned on the wall with one hand, flexing to support himself.
"Whoa... I don't feel so good man. Why did you have to point that thing at me?!"
Adam groaned in agitation as he fought to support himself.
"I'm sorry--I don't know what I did! Do you need some help?"
Cody responded apologetically, hurrying to Adam's side and helping him to the living couch where Adam gave in and collapsed. Cody eyed Adam suspiciously. Something about him had changed. His stubble had receded, leaving his face nearly bare. Had he shaved before? Impossible, Cody always paid attention to Adam's appearance. In fact he couldn't get his eyes off of him. Though he would never admit it to Adam he secretly harbored a crush on him, and fantasized about the stronger boy kissing him.
He was an inch or two taller than Cody and although not quite a body builder he was pretty toned. For a perfectly healthy, muscular boy such as himself this feeling of helpless was completely foreign. The only thing he could relate it to was his distant memories of being a child learning to walk.
"Thanks for the help..."
Adam began to say and stopped, realizing that his voice was suddenly a higher pitch. He looked down and with a mix of horror and astonishment discovered that his muscles had seemingly deflated as well. No longer were his shirt sleeves filled by his biceps, nor did his pecs stick out against the thin front of his t-shirt. Instead his t-shirt had grown rather baggy around his stick of an upper body, taking him back to think about how much of a nerd he had been before he went through puberty. He stood up, feeling slightly better only to stumble over his overly large jeans and fall on his face. Luckily a soft, woolen rug blocked the impact and Adam fell to the ground relatively unharmed. Despite being unharmed he had fallen clean out of his jeans and wore a pair of boxer briefs that were too big for him.
Cody watched in amazement as his dreamy friend began to regress to before he had gone through puberty. Now Cody was the taller one, and would have standed at least four inches above Adam if he wasn't sitting on his bum on the floor with tears welling up in his eyes.
"Oh give it a break; it can't hurt that much. You're not a baby."
Cody began to say before he realized he could indeed make Adam a baby. With a devilish grin he looked down at the remote. There were plenty of buttons. He could humiliate his taller, stronger friend by regressing him further if he wanted to. On the flip side, he could give himself a few years or a few pounds of muscle. Cody paused, upon having an even more brilliant idea. What if he could turn Adam gay and return him back to his normal age?