"Wow, that a big skirt for a girl of seven" you say..."I guess the natives were big people...OUCH!"
you look down and see that you have splinter from one of the hard leaves used to make the skirt. A trickle of blood is the only evidence, however.
"Wow, that hurt alot...Oh, well." you put the skirt down and go to examin the rest of the hut, when you suddenly feel very strange...almost as if your height is shifting...
"What is wrong with me...I mean, I feel shorter...Which is impossible, so I can't...woah, I am getting really dizzy" you say as the feeling increases, and you notice that you are getting shorter, but not only that, you were getting younger.
"Oh Lord! I am getting...how is this...what? You look around and there are no nearby mirrors, so you just have to watch what you can, as it regresses. You pass through your teens with speed, which of course, brings back your akward overly chubby phase, and then suddenly you are thin again, the way you used to be when you were
"...a child? Oh, no!" You look over at the girls skirt, and you soon realize that you are meant to fit it."
As you reach the age of seven, you have lost all signs of adult hood, such as your healthy chest, and shaply body, and now you have skinny legs, small hands and feet, and a cute, button nose. You feel even stranger now, than before.
You wander over to the skirt, and you also find a top for it made of the same leaves. You go to put it on, when you realize that it was huge for a girl of seven.
"NO!" you shriek in your higher pitched voice as you feel another wave of strangeness hit you, and you feel your body plumping up.
"NOOOOOOO!"
Your body fills up fast, reaching about 300 Pounds very quickly. The dress looks like it would fit you very well now. You slide it on, as well as the top, and you look down at yourself...a fat seven year old...stuck on a strange island....