Sierra slipped from the chair panicked as she tried to outpace the smoke appearing from her trash can only to land unsteadily as her pants slid down over her much younger frame.
Her shirt bunching up around her as she looked down in shock at the feeling between her legs as very poofy diaper started to form its way out from her waist, she started to realise her clothes weren’t getting bigger she was getting smaller!
She could feel her legs beginning to buckle under her as she leant on the table, but she had to stay upright, she knew what would happen if she fell to all fours, but her legs were getting weaker and weaker and starting to ache, perhaps a little sit down WOULD help her concentrate on staying big…