(Originally done by Rdolan1272)
The aura moved outward from Zatanna to encircle Diana. It was warm and soothing as it caressed her skin. She closed her eyes and let it hug her, breathing it in with tranquility. She barely felt the changes. Her tight, sculpted muscles softened and receded. Her face, always a perfect balance of beauty and ferocity, grew soft with youth and innocence. Her long, lean arms and legs pulled backward as her torso shortened. Her large, firm breasts deflated slowly and her curvy hips narrowed and straightened as her body traveled backward through the aging process. The upper part of her costume changed from spandex and armor into a small, loose t-shirt with her logo on the chest, and her star-spangled panties fluffed out slightly and turned into a pair of star-spangled pull-ups.
When the physical regression stopped, Diana looked to be around three years old. She looked over her narrow, scrawny body and even felt around with her hands in disbelief. Then she looked up at Zatanna in question, only to find the sorceress smiling down at her.
"Well," Zatanna asked, her hands still poised, "what do you think?"
"I'm little," Diana said, and jumped at how high and tiny her voice was.
"Yes, you are. If you'd rather grow back up…"
Diana thought about this a second. Her childhood back on Paradise Island was anything but conventional, and it didn't take her long to decide this could be fun. "No."
"With your permission, I'll let the spell finish out."
"Yeah," Diana said, still amused at her voice.
Zatanna let go the remainder of the spell, and Diana's mind started feeling fuzzy, as though a cloud were falling over it and covering her thoughts. Her memories slowly receded—thoughts of conflicts and stressors and favorite foods and annoying ex-boyfriends all melted from her consciousness, covered by the fog of the spell—and even her adult experiences faded under the power of the spell.
When it was done and her childish mind was in place, she looked up to the tall woman dressed like a stage magician and smiled. "Tanna," she asked, her voice dripping with innocence, "what we doing?"
Zatanna smiled and bent down to bink the diminutive Diana on the nose. "We're going to have some fun, Diana. Just you and me. That sound good?"
"Yeah!"
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