by: Tazz | Story In Progress | Last updated Oct 17, 2005
When I awoke I had totally forgot about taking the new drug, I did my normal routine of getting up, not realizing the room was bigger than last night, and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and that’s when I remembered what had happened yesterday.
Man, it did work. I really look 12 years old again.
I realized that my voice was a little squeaky since I hadn’t started puberty again yet.
I went to look for my mom and dad to show that the new drug worked. But they were no where to be found. I also realize that my clothes are now big on me. So I looked in my room to see if they had dropped off any new clothes for me to where but they didn’t. I went downstairs to see if my parents had gotten you the clothes last night. Downstairs you find a lot of bags with a note which read:
“Jack, you might realize that your clothes are big right now so that was the first thing we got for you a whole bunch of new clothes. We didn’t put them in your room because we didn’t want to wake you up. Right now we are shopping for new furniture and stuff 12 yr olds would like. Will be back in the afternoon.
Love,
Mom and Dad”
They were right because inside the bag were tons of shirts, jeans, underwear, socks and a pair of shoes.
I went upstairs to get dressed into my new kid clothes for my new kid body. I went back downstairs to eat breakfast. I couldn’t eat as much as I used to since I had small body now.
For the rest of the day I had watched TV, they were mostly shows kids my new age would watch. I had no choice, if I had to pull of being a 12 yr old I had to watch their kind of shows.
A few hours later my parents had come home and told me to make me own dinner since they would be busy re doing my room by adding the new furniture. I made myself hotdogs since they were easy to make, I usually ate 3 hotdogs but again like breakfast I couldn’t eat that much so I ate 2 instead.
When I was done eating I decided to go and watch more TV. Like before I watched shows that kids his age would watch. After watching 2 hours worth of TV for the first time that I could remember I was tired. I went upstairs to see if the my room was finish, it wasn’t but the bed was ready so my parents stopped what they were doing and let me go to bed. I had a little hard time going to sleep feeling a little excited that I was actually 12 again. It took me this time a half a hour to fall asleep but when I awoke something totally scary happened.
Held Back
by: Tazz | Story In Progress | Last updated Oct 17, 2005
Stories of Age/Time Transformation