Dr. Augustus paused for a moment, almost expecting something to go wrong. With such a machine, it was almost expected. He had visions of himself continuing to shrink, perhaps even into babyhood, but he instead remained a twenty-year-old man.
To ensure the device could continue the aging process, he punched a few digits into the device and aimed at himself again.
He watched as he grow older again. Black hair started to silver while his gut expanded underneath him. He heard a ping as his belt buckle burst and shot to the other end of the room. White hair shrunk into his head again, leaving only a small cliff of it running around the back, surrounding his shining bald scalp.
Augustus sighed as he stared at his forty-five-year-old self in the mirror. The device worked, allowing him prolonged life among all the rest. Furthermore, once he won a few awards with it and it attracted attention, he would become rich and famous.
And over the period of the next few months, that's exactly what happened. Dr. Augustus (now a handsome man of twenty again) found himself on a stage in front of a crowd of thousands, shaking hands with the representative of a health company as he handed over the device for the billions of dollars to ensue from it. Further study allowed it to be reproduced.
Patients with any critical illnesses could be regressed slightly in order to avoid it. The elderly and middle-aged could relive the better times of their old lives for as long as they wanted. Retrophiles all around the world were finally satisfied!
Truly a HORRIBLE ending! Having taken the safe way out, you ensured that there was only ONE scene of regression/progression throughout the ENTIRE story!
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