B, looking around 12, catches your wandering gaze Hello there, loser. You must really like little boys if you're here... Or am I too old for your taste?~ Suddenly, B shrinks to around 8, his clothes don't shrink with him and his grin looses some teeth And I can go even younger... Or older. B grows up to 15 briefly before he returns to 12 I'm all sorts of flexible, just can't go over 16, and change my clothes~