You end up at the age of fifteen. Your pecs, your voice, the hair on your chest and even your manhood have shrunk back to what they'd been a few years ago. The stubble that had been there a moment ago had disappeared, leaving smooth, unblemished skin. The potion has left you with all of your memories and knowledge intact, but now you're in the body of an adolescent.
Your mind reels, trying to make sense of what has happened, and you feel your thoughts racing back to a time when the world was less complex, when the biggest problem you faced was whether or not you'd done your homework. The room around you seems so much larger than before, and you struggle to comprehend the reality of your situation.
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