Keiko could hardly contain her excitment over her discovery of this strange and marvelous ring. In just a few minutes she'd gone from an eight year old girl to a preteen one! Her clothes had all changed with her and now she was anxious to see if her other things had changed as well. Her father likely wasn't sure what to think when she leaped out of the car when they came home and bounded upstairs.
Sure enough, her room was different a typical preteen girls room with pictures of pop stars on the walls, a bigger bunk bed, different toys, dolls, clothes, all sorts of things. Giggling, Keiko flopped onto the bed and spread her arms. She'd always wanted to be a little older, to be given more freedom and now she could! Touching the ring, though she realized she wasnt a 12 year old, not really. She didn't know things that a preteen might know, not that she would know what it was. Well a wish could change that...
"I wish I was a preteen in mind, but I still remembered being changed." She said. The ring warmed softly ...and suddenly Keiko felt new thoughts and understandings fill her as four years of knowledge, of schooling filled her. Strangely, the knowledge was there, but there was a lack of memories, it was as if she'd spent the last four years in a coma and had only just woken up.
With the thoughts, came new understandings, and blinking, Keiko looked to her hands. She suddenly knew about puberty, and she felt new feelings about boys that she'd never felt before. Part of herself, her old self and even new wasn't sure if she wanted to feel these things, but she did. Frowning, Keiko looked to the ring...