Once his parents had left and the house was empty, he started rummaging around in his closet for old clothes. He was surprised by his excitement. This was magic he was playing around with, of course. It was normal to be excited, but this feeling he had was almost frantic. He needed to change again, to be something else. There in the back he discovered a box that had "Scott 3 to 5 yrs" written on the side.
"Well, I've already tried 12." he thought. "Let's see how it feels to be a preschooler again."
Inside the box, he found a pair of OshKosh B'Gosh overalls that looked about the right size for a five year old. He touched the medallion to them and felt the familiar tingle. Immediately he could sense himself shrinking. His clothes seemed to grow larger on him like they were alive. In a few minutes the sleeves of his shirt covered his hands. He pulled them back to look at his smaller hands. Already they looked smaller and thinner, like a kids hands. "I have to see my face," he thought. He went to look at the mirror on his door, but tripped over his pant legs. "Enough with these clothes," he said and was surprised by how squeaky his voice sounded. He pulled off the huge pants and shirt but left on his underwear out of some lingering sense of modesty. When he stood up, the whole room seemed larger around him. The mattress on his bed was level with his chest.
At the mirror, he found himself looking about nine years old. His face had rounded out. Feeling around in his mouth with his tongue he noticed that a tooth was missing. Soon it was replaced by a baby tooth. "Funny to feel that in reverse," he thought. "I can't be more than four feet tall now." His arms and legs were hairless and skinny. There was no sign of any of the muscle that he had developed with puberty. Not that there had been much of it to begin with.
The shrinking continued. It became clear that the underwear were pointless. He had to hold them up, since they were so loose on him. "Here we go," he thought and let them drop at his little feet. There were his hairless genitals. His penis had shrunk to about an inch long. His balls wouldn't be ready to drop for years. He looked again at his hands. They seemed pudgy and smooth. Very babyish. The face in the mirror was chubby and cute with big eyes and round cheeks. He rubbed his cheeks with his hands in disbelief. The unfamiliar reflection did the same.
He felt that the shrinking had stopped then. He noticed that the handle on the door was over his head. By his best guess, he estimated that he was just about three feet tall now. The ceiling seemed twenty feet away now.
When he had become twelve before, he thought he'd been small. Now he felt tiny.
"Time to find something fun to do," he said in his babyish little voice and smiled at his reflection...
