You are a male, you decide to look childish

You test it out first, to see if it really works.

‘My sneakers are as good as new.’

You glanced down at your feet, and sure enough, your ratty old tennis shoes looked better when you first bought them. You smirked, excited for what you could do.

You clambered out of the attic and down to your bedroom, slamming the door shut behind you. You deposited the journal, quill, and inkwell onto your bed, and began stripping as fast as possible.

You looked down at your very average body, then took the quill in hand.

‘My skin is as soft as a baby’s and I have no body hair.’

Your heart danced in your chest as a warm feeling encompassed your body. You glanced down, when the heat left, the room seemingly chillier than before.

You pawed at your now smooth and soft skin, stroking it. Your eyes then drifted downwards, to your pitifully average cock. You had always wished it was smaller. Most men wanted a larger one, but something about having a tiny micro-penis made you hard. Plus, it would look better with your new skin.

‘When erect, my penis is 3 inches long.’

You glanced down with a hesitant nervousness, feeling giddy when your now-little dick was barely bigger than your thumb, if not the same size.

Your excitement caused it to stand, but not by much. You tapped the quill against your mouth. What else?