Justin whistled to himself as he bounced his basketball on the concrete walkways. The practice area was a little ways away, and he had plenty of time to walk. Bouncing the ball once again he also wondered a bit about the ring he'd bought.
"That old man sure was weird," He thought to himself. "But that shop was pretty cool."
Justin paused at the entrance to a park, noticing a group of kids playing on the monkeybars. They were all little, maybe four or five years old, and there was a group of little boys chasing one another. He couldn't help but smile to himself.
"Sometimes I wish i was that little again," No sooner did he say it but the ring warmed. Justin blinked, dropping his ball, and as it dropped he began to change. HIs body shrank as the tone and definition of pre-adolescence gave way to chubby baby fat. HIs clothes transformed to a pair of dungarees and a stripped shirt, his sneakers now velcroed. The ball as it fell to the ground transformed to a simpler round ball like a kid would play with.
Justin felt his teeth shift in his mouth. "Whath happening?" He said, his voice higher in a lisp. "I...Im wittle again!"
In his mind, Justin was frightened. He'd just gone from a 12 year old to a four year old. Then he remembered the ring. "Its this ring! The old man said it was special!" He thought to himself. "It...it granted my wish....but, what should I do now?"