John made his way to the couch and she slid over and made a spot for him. He nervously sat beside her.
"You look great.... but you’re so young...... I don’t know whether to kiss you or just hold your hand! I feel like your parents might pop in at any moment!"
She took his hand and placed it on her thigh. "Here, I’d forgotten how smooth young skin really feels....but you know don’t you, John? But let’s not talk about that. It’s over. She’s the older woman now!"
"Well I’d hardly call 22 the older woman, Monica. But yeah, let’s not bring her up."
"Don’t you like me this way, John? Do you like the way my skin feels?" she softly asked him all the while lightly kissing and then sucking on his fingers. She looked up at him with bedroom eyes awaiting his answer.
"Umm sure...." he said as young Monica showered him with more kisses. Each kiss deeper than the one before.
He melted. He no longer cared to question his good fortune. His wife of nearly 16 years was now barely older than 16! Soon he was on top of her and trying to slide his hand under her top. She lightly turned his hand back. She had forgotten how it felt to be a teenager but it was rushing back to her as her body was flooded with teenage hormones. She realized her plan was going to be harder than she had thought. She, herself, was getting lost in the moment as she kissed him and teasingly nibbled on his upper lip. She giggled the whole time. He finally was able to place his hand on her breast and began to caress it as his other hand passionately moved up her thigh. She knew that she had to be strong and fight her urges or else risk ruining her plan. ’He has to suffer!’ she thought. She gently moved his hand away from her breast and backed away.
"We need to go slow....."
"Slow? You’re my wife....." he pleaded.
"I know, but I want to take things slow now..... I don’t want you thinking I’m easy."
"Easy? No, you’re playing with me. You’re still my wife.... my young, lovely wife.... I love you so much!" he said as he once again put his hand on her breast.
"NO!" She said and slid away from him. "I want to take this slow. I’m 18 and I have all the time in the world. I want a slow, romantic relationship! I want to know you really love me!"
"I do really love you! But I’m not 18. I’m a man who needs his wife!" he again pleaded.
"You’ll just have to take it slow. And don’t think that you’ll use your invention on yourself to make yourself younger because I want you to be you! I want to experience an older man. I want to feel what Kari felt!.... Sorry about mentioning her.... really, I’m sorry, I just think you were right last night when you said my being younger would help our marriage. Just take it easy. Besides the kids will be home soon."
"Shit! The kids.... You better change back before they see you like this! I never thought you’d make yourself so young!" John told her.
"Change back? This is not something you’ll be turning on and off like a light switch. I’m 18 now. I’m your 18 year old wife. For better or worse!" She stood up so he could see her young body. "This is what YOU like, and I gotta admit..... I like it too! From now on I’d suggest you treat me right or I’m sure someone else will." She knew her plan was working. John was hers to do whatever she wished. She realized there was no reason in her plan not to change back for the kid’s sake, but she had to admit, she didn’t want to! "I hear them coming now.... you just explain it to them and I’ll wait in the kitchen. I’ll take this with me!" she said and kissed him on the cheek. She then picked up the ’device’ and headed for the kitchen. As she left the room, John’s eyes were fixed on the swaying of her sexy hips. Her scantily clad body was almost more than he could take!
John sat on the couch with his head in his hands. He tried to think of a way to tell the kids that his wife, their mother, was barely older then them now. That was when it really hit him ’His wife was closer to the age of his children than she was to him now’.... atleast in appearence.
The kids walked in excited about Scott’s team winning their game. John motioned for them to sit down so that he could talk to them. "Kids, I want to tell you a bit about my job. It’s all kind of secret but I really work with some exciting stuff. I invent things for the government. Not all by myself always, but lots of cool things are my idea! Now this one thing is a BIG secret..... You both must promise me to keep quiet about it because I could get in a lot of trouble. You can’t mention the invention or anyone who’s used it. Do you promise?"
Both children shook their heads ’yes’ and John continued.
"This last thing I invented can make people younger or older. Whatever they want. A lot of people want to be younger. I gave it to your mother. Now here is the really secret part....your mother wanted to be younger! I figured she might want to be a little younger but she wanted to be a lot younger."
"Is she littler than me, Daddy?" Lara asked.
"No, No she’s still an adult, honey..... Well, legally anyway. But it’s still shocking to see your mother like this. Are you ready to see her?"
"Your fooling with us aren’t you dad?" Scott asked.
"No, this is real..... Monica? Come on out....."
The kids looked toward the kitchen as a teenage girl walked out and twirled around like a model on a runway.
"Yayyyyy Mommy.... you’re pretty!" Lara exclaimed.
Scott was speechless. He never imagined anything like this in his wildest dreams. Finally he spoke "This is going to make parent-teacher conferences a bit awkward!"
IN THE ATTIC -----
Kari listened to the whole episode through the vent in thr floor. She never imagined that this is how her day would turn out. She knew that she had to get her hands on John’s invention because she’d never get Monica to reverse the process. Kari also started understand how bad that she and John had hurt Monica. She hadn’t really considered Monica’s feelings throughout the trist. ....Still, she knew THIS wasn’t the answer. She also knew it was in her best interest to play along until she could think of something. All through the early evening Kari could hear Monica’s excited voice as she continually talked and demonstrated her newly recaptured youthful abilities. She danced and played games with the kids until their bed-time. The noise distracted Kari as she tried to think of some way to escape her predictament. She couldn’t help but wonder if her older mind was slowing or clouding her thought process. -----
John climbed into bed at a decent hour for the first time in weeks. Monica was in the bedroom and now wearing only a large T Shirt. She was sitting at her dresser and painting her nails.
"So, you get to bed a little faster now, huh?" she asked.
"My work’s done. I like spending time with you. I hated all the time I spent with a soldering iron hunched over the workbench while you were in here all by yourself. But it was the only way to get the device finished and get it to you before it was too late!"
"Too late? Too late for what?" she asked as she slid into bed with him.
"Too late for our marriage." was his answer as he put his arm around her and pulled her close. He couldn’t believe how much lighter she was now and how small her waist felt. He once again let his hand roam under her shirt. He was surprised to feel that she wasn’t wearing any panties! He thought this was a good sign but soon found out different!
"NO, I told you earlier! I want to go slow. We can just snuggle tonight. If you love me, you’ll wait!"
He kissed her lightly and told her "We’ll do whatever you want, hon. But don’t make me wait too long."
’Yes!’ She knew it was working! They fell asleep in each others arms and stayed that way until they were woke up by the sound of Lara crying.
"What was that?" Monica asked as she heard John getting out of bed.
"Lara was crying. Probably a bad dream" John answered "I’ll check on her"
"I’ll go to!"
They walked down the hall and opened Lara’s door. She had quit crying by now. "I’m sorry.... I had a dream and it scared me..."
"It’s OK, baby, Mommy’s here for you" she said as she hugged her child.
John stood back and watched Monica with her child. He couldn’t help but think that Monica looked more like a babysitter than the mother of an 8 year old! It was all so surreal to him. She could walk into Scott’s school and be accepted as a student. No one would suspect that the ’teen’ was actually 40 years old! John eyes moved lower as he stared at her perfect thighs, thinking only of his building lust for her now. He hadn’t felt this way about her in years.... maybe never. Still, he kept wondering why she had changed her mind and made herself so much drastically younger.
Once she felt Lara was OK, she gave her a kiss on the forehead and told her to "Sleep tight"
With Lara settled, they made their way back to the bedroom. When they got back to the bedroom Monica worriedly checked to see that the ’device’ was still there. She had left it unattended when they went to check on Lara. It was still in the drawer of her bureau where she had left it. ’I’m going to have to be more careful with that!’ she thought.
They again snuggled and fell back to sleep only to be awakened a short while later by the ringing of the telephone. John answered the phone and grumbled "HUH? But.....I understand.... What? .....On Saturday?....Alright!....Soon as I can.OK. bye."
"Who was it, John?"
"It was work.... I’ve got to go in. They’re moving up the time-frame. Shit!" he said as he got up and got ready for work.
It was a gorgeous Florida morning. The sun was shining bright and Lara wanted to go swimming in their pool. Monica didn’t allow Lara to use the pool without supervison and Scott had rode his bike into town to meet up with friends. Monica thought this was the perfect time to try on Kari’s new bathing suit. She opened the suitcase and found a skimpy two-piece suit with the tags still attached. ’Hmmmmm’ she thought ’This must be it. It’s been a while since I put on one of these!’
After putting on the bright suit she again admired herself in the mirror. She didn’t realize how ’hot’ she was when she was younger. Looking at her body now she knew she had the kind of body that turned heads. She grabbed another one of Kari’s large T-Shirts and put it on over her suit. She grabbed the ’device’ and took off for the attic.
"Wake up Granny! I thought you were an early riser, Kari.... guess not."
Kari slowly rose up "Now what? Are you going to change me back now?"
"No, not until John gets to see you. But we can’t rush THAT! I’m not done with HIM yet! Actually, I came up here to show you something. I wanted you to see how cute your bathing suit looked on me!" She said and then lifted her T-Shirt and displayed the suit. The suit fit perfectly. It showed off all of Monica’s curves and young lean body.
Rather than the rage she expected, Kari just told her "It looks good on you! Glad you like it." She also noted Monica’s brightly painted nails. " I see you found my nail-polish also. The color looks real good on you. Especially with the suit. Enjoy yourself."
Monica glared at her and then left the room in a huff, slamming the door behind her. She had expected jealousy or groveling! "Just to be sure you don’t try anything, I’m going to lock this door!" she sneered, and continued on downstairs.
Once downstairs, Monica yelled for Lara to join her. She then sashayed outside and placed her lounge chair where Kari would be able to see her from the attic window. She kicked off her sandals and turned to face the attic window stretching and slowly removing her T-Shirt so that Kira could see her young body glowing in the bright Florida sun. She put her foot up on the lounge chair and bent over, and using both hands, slowly rubbed cocoa butter on each leg. The cocoa butter made her skin glisten. She thouroughly enjoyed the fact that SHE was the sexy young girl now.... and Kari wasn’t!
After displaying herself in various poses in her lounge chair, all for Kari’s ’benefit’, she rose up and walked out onto the diving-board. She ever so slowly moved to the edge of the board and then finally dove into the water. Her teenage body seemed to effortlessly glide through the water. After a short while she slowly climbed out of the pool and grabbed her towel. She dried off and then relaxed in her lounge chair. She caught a glimpse of Kari looking out the window. She closed her eyes and smiled. It was the smile of a winner. She had won! She was young and sexy and the ’other’ woman, her rival, was now an old hag! Her plan was working better than she ever could have imagined!
As she felt the warm rays of the sun browning her skin she continued to think of nothing but her victory. Off to her side she could hear Lara laughing. She turned toward Lara and saw Lara had the ’device’.
"Lara, you better put that down. Don’t play with that..... Bring it here, baby. C’mon, hon. Give it to Mommy"
Lara shook her head ’no’.
"No? Lara, give it to me. You’ll be in trouble if you don’t give it here. You don’t want to use that. Give it here!" She shouted.
"No Mommy! Fairy Godmother told me you really wanted to be younger. She said you wouldn’t say so but that was your wish."
"Fairy Godmother? There’s no such person! Now give me Daddy’s invention, Lara."
"There is too a Fairy Godmother! She came to my room last night and told me. She was there hiding when you and daddy came in. She said to tell you I had a dream so you would leave us alone."
Her expression tuned very serious. "LARA, give it to Mommy..... give it to me....."
And with that Lara pressed the ’-’ button and Monica began to get younger. Her eighteen year old body slowly became a 17 year old body. She looked like a high school senior..... then a junior.... The feminine curves that she was so proud of were disappearing. Soon she had the body of a sophomore. Her body slowly lost its feminine bloom. Her breasts were shrinking. The sexy bathing suit wrinkled as Monica’s body could no longer fill the material. Within moments she appeared to be no more than a high school freshman. Her body was shrinking. Even faster now. She had lost both height and weight.... and still was dwindling. Her hands and feet were smaller. Her memories were fading as fast as her body was shrinking. Her body swiftly passed through her junior high years and continued backward. Smaller still, she looked only like an elementary student. Soon, she was the same age as her daughter.... and still growing younger. The serious expression on her face had turned into a grin. 7, 6, 5.... Her hair was shorter and not as thick. Wispy blonde curls bordered her face. Her arms and legs were shrinking, looking as if she was melting away. Teeth had disappeared only to be replaced by ’baby teeth’ 4, 3, 2.... Her body began to get pudgy and much smaller. Her stomach became more rounded. Her fingers and toes became tiny....Finally she was no more than 1 year old.
The ’device’ quit after removing 17 years from Monica. She was now peacefully cradled on her back cooing, pointing, and occasionally sucking on her fingers. The top of her bathing suit was above her head while the bottom of the suit was a few inches below her feet. She had simply shrank right out of the suit and ended up between the two pieces.
Lara walked over to her infant mother and wrapped a towel around her. "Gosh, Mommy, you really wanted to be little! Fairy Godmother told me that you already had it set up and all I had to do was push the button." Lara picked up her infant mother and tickled her tummy. "I’m the big girl now Mommy. I can ride the bus all by myself if I want to. But don’t worry, I’ll take care of you!"
While Lara cradled her infant mother John finally reappeared. He looked to see Lara with the baby and then immediately went into the house and ran upstairs. He quickly unlocked the attic door and went inside.
"Oh Kari, what has she done to you? How could she turn so wicked?"
"The real question is what took you so long? It’s been 4 hours since I called and got you out of bed." Kari stated. "I was beginning to wonder if you believed me!".
"Well, I had to wait long enough for Lara to go through with your plan. Hmmmm Fairy Godmother..... That was a brilliant. There was no way Monica would trust me enough to leave the ’device’ where I could get it. She never worried about Lara getting it though! It was a brilliant plan really. That’s why I love you, Kari..... you’ve got brains and beauty! Well, you’ll have beauty again as soon as I zap you. Let’s get downstairs and get my ’device’."
The two of them went downstairs and found Lara and baby Monica.
"Fairy Godmother, I did it! Look how happy she is!" Lara said as she held the babbling infant.
"Very good, Lara. I’m proud of you. Now your dad is going to make me younger so we can all be one big happy family! Lara, as your mommy grows back up you can be like a big sister to her. When she gets a little older she’ll want to find a boyfriend. You can teach her how to wear make-up and pretty clothes and make herself all pretty for the boys. Then our family will be even bigger! Won’t that be fun?"
Lara shakes her head ’yes’ as she happily lets baby Monica grab her little finger.
John picked up the device and smiled as he turned the knob. He then aimed it at the 59 year old Kari and pressed the ’-’ button. "Here you go."
59, 58,57, 56.... She still looked old but he could see she was looking better. As she crossed over into her 40’s her looks started to come back. 49, 48, 47, 46..... Her hair color started coming back. Her sagging body-fat seemed to be shifting. 42, 41, 40..... As she slid back into her 30’s her looks began to reappear. 39, 38, 37, 35...... The lines on her face are not nearly so deep. Her hair started to look healthier. 32, 31, 30. Her face starts to look more like the face he remembers. As she jumps back into her 20’s he can now see the glow of youth begin to radiate from her once again. Her brunette hair starts to shine again. 29, 28, 27.....25, 24, 23, 22..... Back to her original age. Very youthful and sexy. Her face unlined. Soft dark curls frame her face.
"Hey? How long is this going to take?" she asks....
John’s grin grows a little wider. "You’re about there."
21, 20.... Now looking like a college girl and still getting younger as she slips from her twenties into her teens 19, 18. Four years younger than her original age. A little skinnier but still sexy, glowing with youthful exhuberance.
"What happened?" The teen curiously asks.
"I’m John. You’re just having a little trouble remembering things right now. We’re dating. These are my kids. You’re 18.... 18 years old. Do you remember now? You’re 18 and we are going together."
"Gee, It’s sounds kinda familiar. Yeah, it’s coming to me...... I remember you...... I’m sorry....... Oh, John I’m sorry! 18 and I’m already getting forgetful!"