"Come on Karyn, this isn't funny", Jon complained sweeping his arm down to indicate himself as he spoke. This caused his now too long sleeve to slide forward to the point that the cuff all but engulfed his hand, leaving only the tips of his fingers and the bracelet dangling out. With his other hand, he fumbled exposing his fingers to finally grab at his pants which were now loose enough that they were in danger of dropping.
"There's nothing I can do until you return the bracelet. Take your time, I'm in no hurry."
Jon thought fast, but he really had no choice. Already his pant legs were puddling around his feet, and while he had a firm grasp of his waist in front, he was having to tug it forward to keep it from flopping down his rear. Sighing in resignation, he tossed the bracelet to Karyn, as he couldn't walk without tripping on his own pants. "I'm a good three sizes too small for my own clothes thanks to you, and it's getting worse. Fix this, and fix it now!" Jon demanded.
"Oh dear, I'm sooo soo sorry!" Karyn cooed smarmily as she slowly and deliberately put the bracelet back on. Smirking to herself, Karyn stated "Your clothes fit you perfectly."
Suddenly Jon's clothes once again fit, although he was still in his socks having stepped out of his shoes. "Thanks, now take that bracelet off before ..." Happily confirming for himself that his clothes fit properly again, Jon was in mid sentence before he realized that he was standing eye to eye with Karyn. Even with her heels and his stocking feet, that was very wrong, several inches wrong! In fact, now that he was looking, his arms were skinny and nearly hairless.
"Karyn what ...?" But that was as far as he got. Looking back at Karyn, he was no longer eye to eye, more like eye to nose.
"You're still changing back." Karyn giggled. "I'd guess that you're about twelve . When we were growing up together, you sure didn't seem that skinny to me then. Hmmm ... the school gym uniform that you're wearing is not exactly flattering. Look in the full length mirror that's by the dresser."
Jon turned to look where Karyn pointed. Sure enough, there was a full length mirror standing there when there definitely had not been one a moment ago. And reflected in the mirror was a skinny boy of about eleven, wearing short short blue gym shorts and a white tee shirt. The boy's skinny arms moved as his own moved. Looking down, Jon saw his skinny legs and knobby knees.
