Morning Jog

Chapter 1
Morning Jog

Chapter Description: A wife and mother decided to take a brisk jog in the park. But when she decides to take an alternate route on a mysterious path, it’s one mile forward and one year back.

It was such a beautiful morning in a park across town. The wind was calm; the birds were chirping, and the flowers here blooming. But within the park, 47-year-old Melissa Atkins was taking a brisk jog down the usual path she always takes. Melissa is a housewife who was married when she was 29 and has two kids, a boy who was fifteen and a girl who was nine. She always take good care of her two children so much and cleans the house up for her husband when he comes home after another long day at work. But the most she likes to do the most was jogging. Jogging is a healthy sport that helps keep her body in full shape. Through her body doesn’t show, she enjoys it nonetheless.

She stood at about 6’5 feet tall with a weight of 210 pounds. Her body had a bit of an athletic tone, but she was showing signs of her middle age. Her CC cup breasts were sagging halfway down its normal height as her hourglass had some flab down her waist and a slight bulge on her stomach after giving birth to two kids through out the years. Her arms and legs were a little flabby, giving her the case of love handles. Her face had a few crows’ feet around her eyes and mouth, but she applied some makeup on her to keep her look more youthful. Her hair was black but was dull and had a few streaks of gray woven from here to there. She has done it up into a ponytail so that it won’t mess up her view. She was wearing a pair of long sweat pants, a jogging jacket, and a pair of white jogging sneakers. Underneath that are a pair of extra tight Speedos and a jogging tank top, so incase it gets warm she would take off her jacket and pants and jog with what’s underneath.

After jogging for at least a half-hour already, she stopped and took a breather. She then bent down and shook her head in tiredness. “Is it me, or all this running making me feel more tired then ever?” she said, sweating the brow of her forehead. “Maybe I’m getting too old for this.” And she was getting too old. She tries her best on keeping the house tight and taking care of her children. But no matter what she never got a chance for some peace and quiet. The kids are always noisy and they keep on making a mess in the house, even after she was finished cleaning it up. Plus she and her husband always getting into fights every time he gets home. So every morning she jogs through the park to get her mind off the house. Sometimes, she wishes that she could finally get the rests she needed.

Melissa then started stretching a little to get her legs going. While she was doing that, she spotted something she had never seen before. What she saw was a strange path through the forest that looked a little endless. But what makes it odd was that there was no sign about what this path is or where it goes to. “That’s strange...” she said a bit curious about this path. “I never seen this path before.”

After figuring out where this path came from, she decided that this path was built a while. Yet she never knew about it to begin with. Nor did she notice it there at all. She then thought of taking it, being that it could be a shortcut through the park. So Melissa turned to the right and started to enter that path.

But just as she took one step on it, she felt a sudden tingle throughout her body. She started to shiver a little as she thought that the cold morning weather must be making it worse for her. But just as the shivers started, it immediately stopped. Melissa stopped shaking and wonder that sudden gust of cold air came from. She decided to ignore it and thought it was just a coincidence. “My, such strange weather we’re having today, she said to herself as she jogged down the path and entered the forest.

For the next five minutes, she kept jogging down that path and went through the tall trees. But something wasn’t right. It seems that the path she’s taking is much longer then expected. It looked as though it continued to go straight and there seems to be no end to it. Stopping to scratch her head, she wondered something within her head. “Wonder where this path would take me to?” she asked herself as she shrug her shoulders and continued jogging.

As she jog, she felt herself feeling better every second. Like the weight of the world was lifted off her shoulders. But what she didn’t know was that the path she was walking on is making her younger. Every time she walked a mile, a day is removed from her life. So far she had reached the age of 44 and still going backward while walking forward.

Each step she took makes her feel happier then before. As she was doing a brisk jog, she continued to grow young each passing second. Though not much has changed in her appearance, the wrinkles on her face started to fade a little bit, as did the circles under her eyes of all those sleepless nights she had in the past. Melissa’s hair has less grayness then before her hair was slowly returning to its natural color. She started to smile brightly as she continued her jog through this mysterious trail.

Another five minutes have passed; she kept on getting younger and younger. She left her forties and now at the age of 38. Her wrinkles continued to decrease and became nothing but deep laugh lines. Her hair has already got a few strands of hair left on her head and it’s regaining its youthful sheen. And though you don’t see it, underneath her sweatpants and jacket, her body was beginning to reshape itself. The flab on her arms and legs receded on her skin. Her cottage cheese butt she had was melting away and her chicken thighs degraded just a little more. Melissa’s breasts slowly rose up from her body and her stomach was loosing all it’s access weight.

In the next minute, Melissa felt wonderful. All her years of frustration were gone and she felt like the day before she was pregnant with her baby girl. Suddenly, something struck her mind when she thought of that. “Wait a minute...” she said a bit confused. “Why am I thinking about being pregnant with a baby girl? I’m not pregnant.” What she didn’t know was that her mind was regressing as her body is. She had already forgot about her daughter and remembers she has a son. She remembers her son who was 6-years-old and was proud to have such an angel like him. She’s just worried what would happen if he grows up to fast and becomes one of those teenagers that would get into trouble. As soon as she thought of that, she hit 37 and kept on jogging down the path.

Every step she takes, she looses more years in her life as she went down to 32. Her body has lost all traces of flabby fat in her body. Her love handles vanished, her large butt went back to its round yet firm shape, Her stomach flat and fit, and her breasts lost all the sag, leaving her with a perfect pair of C-cups. Her hair had lost all its grayness and was back to its shiny black color. It even grew a little long, making it go down past the middle of her back. Even her face was more youthful then before. Though her face has a few crows’ feet around her eyes and mouth, she is such a beauty with full lips and glimmering green eyes.

Her stride continued to improve after every step. In fact, she never felt this good in years. Her body went back to the day before she was pregnant with her first child. But then, she hardly remembers having a first child, as if her memories were rearranging themselves to match her age. She remembers being with her husband for four years and they were getting ready for their fourth anniversary in the Caribbean. She had to jog a little more to get into tiptop shape. “Just a few more miles and I’ll be able to fit into my new bathing suit.” She said in a much clearer and smoother voice while picturing herself in a new bikini she bought a few days ago.

Farther and farther she walked, and younger and younger she keeps on getting. She had now regressed to a woman in her late twenties. Nothing much has changed in her body for the past few minutes, but her face lost all traces of her middle aged years and her body looked firmer then ever. Her mind continued the spiral down memory lane as she remembers that she has to get ready for the big day. She needed to loose a few pounds in order to fit into her wedding dress. As she continued to strut down the path, the 28-year-old Melissa was thinking about the new last name she’ll obtain after her marriage. “Hmm... Melissa Grego...” she said, “Does have a nice ring to it.”

As she was jogging, she noticed something out of place. The sweat pants and jogging jacket she has on was a bit loose on her. It was suppose to fit a middle-age woman, not a young woman half that age. The waistband of her pants lost a few centimeters on her waistline and they look like they would soon fall down. The bottom hem of her jacket was down below the pants waistline as her cuffs swallowed half her hands. By the way she looks, she had lost a few inches in height due to a late growth spurt she had a long time ago. She immediately stopped and looked down at herself to see her oversize jogging suit a little confused. “Why am I wearing these stupid clothes?” she asked herself. “They make me look like some old lady.”

Melissa looked around to see if she can find where to take these clothes off and place them someplace she would locate them. That’s when she spotted a tree with a long branch sticking out form her level and a log resting next to the tree. Once seeing that, she walked off the path and headed to the log to take a seat. She then started removing her baggy suit by first removing her pants while having her shoes still on, then unzipped her jacket and shedding it off of her. After she hung up her suit, she stood up and took a good look at herself from front to back. She had on a black and gray designed Speedos shorts that use to dig into her sides but now outlines her curvy frame and a gray sports bra that had white designs circling around her round C-cup breast and showing such wonderful cleavage. “Ah... Much better.” After taking off her outer suit and took a deep breath, Melissa went back to her jogging on the path, leaving her old clothes behind. She thought it was best that she’ll come back for them after her brisk jog. But it won’t take long before she forgotten about them.

Heading back to her jog, she still thinking about what will her future be like with her soon to be husband. But when she walked further down, something hit her brain as her went down from 28 to 27. “Wait a minute, marriage!” she said feeling a little confused. “I’ve met Frank a few weeks ago at a bar. And tonight’s my first date with him. Have to shed some pounds out of me to get ready for the night.” She kept her stride for a few minutes, not realizing she’s regressing both physically and mentally.

Slowly, she journeyed her path down the younger years. Melissa was going through her twenties, making it down to 24. Her breasts slowly firm up and looked more bouncy then before, causing her sports bra feel very jumpy. And side for her chest, the rest of her body was both toned and tanned, making herself look like those fashion models on the television. Her face looked like that of a goddess, with no laugh lines, wrinkles, or access fat on parts of her face. Her black hair was long and shiny as it sways back and forth to the rhythm of the steps. To end it all, her mind was following her body. All her memories of her past were slowly fading or gone without a trace. In fact, she went so far back, the memories of Frank, both her future boyfriend and husband was long gone. Now Melissa’s thinking about her finals for college. “Finally, I’m almost out of college.” She said in a much youthful tone, “All I need to do is to pass these finals and I’m free from that hell.” She then sighed after feeling happy about leaving the old school days behind and moving on to the real world. “It’s a shame I’m going to be graduating so soon. Cause that means I have to find a job in order to pay for the rent. Not only that, but I have to find a man for me to love. I don’t want to grow old myself. Sigh... It’s hard for me to find someone so handsome and polite.”

Just as soon as she said that, her worry of graduating soon dissolved away as she was reliving college. She went from being senior to junior, then sophomore, and finally freshman. Now she left her college days behind and reentered her high school days. At the same time, she de-aged herself to a twenty-year-old high school senior. Her body still looked as gorgeous as ever, but she started to loose a few inches in height, making her sports bra and Speedos feel a little baggy. She temporarily stopped too adjust both her top and shorts, then went back on her jog.

After one step to another she continued to regress herself into her teen years. After a few minutes, a bouncy 17-year-old stood in place of a middle age woman. Her body was still sexy, but puberty that gave her all her assets is slowly taking them away. Her hourglass was beginning to loose some of its curves and her arms and legs were loosing a bit of her muscle tone. Her breasts were rising a little higher as they started to shrink into her chest. Her face looked the same, but it was looking a little round around the cheeks. Her hair started to pull into her head as it slowly rises up past her mid-back. Yet she didn’t suspect any of it. She was in her own young world.

When she became sweet sixteen, her height diminished to another four to five inches, reliving one growth spurt after another. Her boobs reverted back to a pert B cup, making them not as bouncy as before and causing her sports bra to feel more loose. Even her Speedos look out of place, as her hips were less widen, loosing more of her curvy hourglass. Not to mention that her round, bubbly rear was loosing it’s shape and gravity in the back end of her Speedo. Her arms and legs were looking on the skinny side as their muscle mass was almost gone. Her hands were getting smaller as her fingers grew small and her nails shortened in each fingertip.

As the 15-year-old Melissa jogged some more, her face was entering her childhood. The shape of her face was looking less oval and more round. Her eyes were brighter with its youthful sheen, her nose grew smaller, and her lips have lost half its fullness. A few specks of freckles dotted on the bridge of her nose and slowly spread across her forehead. To make matters worse one pimple appeared on her left cheek, then another on her right side of her forehead, and another on her chin. Her hair went up to her upper back and continued its journey up her head. To end it all, her brain was youthening more and more, making her forget all her old memorize and reliving the ones she had as a child. “I wonder what my high school’s going to look like?” she asked herself as she left her high school years and entered her grade school years. “Mom said it would be different then my other school. I hope it’s not as hard as my friends said.”

She once again stopped when she realized the clothes she was wearing were a little too big on her gawky fourteen-year-old body. Her sports bra was huge on her small breasts, which were almost an A-cup. Her Speedos hung loose on her thinning hips as the waistline slid down pass her mid section and was about close to reach her private area. Upon seeing that, Melissa lifted her shorts back up and almost felt embarrassed when her Speedos were about to expose her nether regions. She quickly made the knots around her waistline tight and tied it back up before it shows more of her skin. “Why is it that mom wants me to wear these stupid clothes?” asked Melissa, trying to figure out how she got those clothes in the first place. She was unaware that she wore her clothes this morning to jog. After adjusting her sports bra, that’s still looks loose on her, went back to her jog, or run since she’s too young to jog after all. “Oh well... I’ll meet up with mom and I’ll tell her that I need new clothes. Maybe she’ll take me to the mall today, that will be fun!”

After a minute of running, she regressed down to a pre-teen, skinny girl. Her boobs were dissolved to A cups now while her sports bra was a lot lower then before. Her hips looked a little boyish with very few curves left on her waist as her ribs were showing and her ass was both bony and flat. Her arms and legs were too skinny with knobby knees and shortening hands and feet. She lost another four inches in height and her hair reverted up to her shoulders. Her face looked more childish then before with an upturned nose, large eyes, rounding cheeks, and freckles spreading like wildfire.

After another minute, the twelve year old stopped jogging and wondered why was she jogging in the first place. Better yet, what was she doing here in the first place? And where was her mother? All those questions were juggling through her young mind as she started to chew on her small stubby nails, a bad habit she use to have when Melissa was young. In reality, all her memories for the past 35 years were long gone and she had forgotten everything she remembered when she was older. She bounced her heel on her oversize sneakers and looked around the strange place, feeling more scared then before. With the fear getting the best of her, she immediately freaked out and screamed, “I want my mommy!!!”

She then ran to down the path instead of jogging, searching for her mother. What she didn’t know was that her mother wasn’t at the park; she was at a retirement home in another town and another state. But in her young mind, she knows that her mom is at the park and is waiting for her. As she started her search and ran down that path, her age continued to spiral down through childhood. She went down from eleven, to ten, straight down to nine. Her breasts went down to small mounds with puffy nipples, straight to plain flat on her chest with two dots that resembled nipples. She had zero curves on her waistline as her hips look boyish and her ass was flat as a pancake. Her arms and legs still look skinny, but they were shrinking after each step she takes. The shrinkage of her appendages caused her height to decrease as she was below the four feet mark. Her hair rise further up her neck as her face continued to reach childhood as well. Freckles were just about everywhere on her face as her cheeks looked a little chubby.

Though Melissa’s body was regressing pretty well, her clothes didn’t match her body’s retreat. Her sports bra could no longer hold Melissa’s former assets as it continued to lower down her body. Both her Speedo shorts and black lace panties slid down her skinny hips as it was down her knees. Even her shoes were loosing their purchase, as they were a few sizes too big for her small feet. She immediately tripped on her own sneakers and landed face first on the stone ground. She shook her head off from the fall and looked back at the ill-fitting shoes and Speedos. “Stupid shoes,” she said, “stupid clothes! Why is it my mommy wants me to wear these? They’re too big!” She reluctantly kicked off her shoes, shorts, and panties off of her and stood up. The only thing that covers her now were her ankle socks that were sliding off her feet and her oversize sports bra that barely cover her bold privates. So she continued running for her mother while her age degrades itself.

8, 7, 6... She was now running down the single digits of her life. Her height was now 3’5 while her arms and legs shrunk and started to gain a little baby fat. Her hair was now just below her ears as her face looked as cute as a button. The teeth in her mouth shrank considerably to match her age as gaps were forming in between them, turning into baby teeth. Just as she thought she was more lost then ever, she stopped and spotted a small cottage not far from her, but not near either. When she saw a light in the cottage, her mind thought of something she would never suspect. “Maybe mommy’s in that house.” Melissa said in a childish voice. She quickly ran to the house, unaware that the more she runs, the more she regresses straight to her toddler hood.

5, 4, 3... Her walk turned into a waddle as she was slowly loosing her balance. The first sock slid off her left foot as her second was about to about to leave her. Her height shrunk some more inches off her body as her stomach began to stick out and baby fat protruded on her arms and legs. The cheeks on her face were getting chubby as her hair now looked like a boy cut. Her sports bra looked more like a dress as the bottom hem was above her knees. But she didn’t care about what happened to her, she was getting closer and closer to the house.

By the time she reached two years of age, Melissa went from running, to walking, to mere baby steps. She was having a hard time keeping her legs his balance since she’s reaching the point where she couldn’t stand up by herself. After a few more steps, she tripped on the last sock and fell once again, only this time she didn’t get up. Instead she looked up with soaking tears and started crying. She kept on crying for a few minutes until the front door of the cottage opened up and a shadowed figure walked out of the house. Melissa stopped crying when she saw a strange woman outside the cottage. The one and a half year old whimpered a little and looked at what appeared to be a strange woman she never seen before. But this woman bended down and placed her hands to the ground to tell her to come. Melissa looked at her a few moments something came up her tiny mind. “Momma...” she said in a babyish voice.

Thinking this stranger is her mother; Melissa started to crawl towards her since she has forgotten how to walk. Yet still in a crawl, her body continued its journey of deaging. Her body grew shorter and smaller as it was getting pudgier and pudgier Her last sock was long gone after her trip and she crawled right out of her huge sports bra. Her hair now thin and wispy and barely covering her head. All her baby teeth vanished into her gums as her eyes grew wider and bigger. She crawled further and further to reach this woman, but when Melissa was about to reach her, her arms and legs wobbled a little, slowly loosing her crawl ability. She suddenly stopped and landed on her body, causing her to cry once again.

Though she didn’t make it to her, Melissa was a little closer to the stranger. So the strange woman walked to the baby and picked her up. The woman looked at Melissa, who was less then a few months old and couldn’t help but to stare at her cuteness. Her face was plumped and delicate with a few strands of black hair woven on her head. Her body was pudgy with short arms and legs and a sticking tummy. The stranger could tell from the expression of the baby’s face that she’s adorable.

Baby Melissa immediately stopped crying and looked at this stranger that was holding her and saw what looked like a goddess. Her hair long flowing and golden, her eyes glittering green, her face looked like it was perfect with no deformities what-so-ever, and her body was amazing from head to toe. She was wearing a brightly white robe that goes down her legs and a pair of golden sandals on her feet. The stranger’s age, unknown, but from the look at her body you could tell that she could be between 25 or 30. The woman looked at the baby that gurgled happily as it used her short arms to reach her. The strange woman just smiled and cooed at her as she tickled Melissa’s plumped stomach. “It’s okay my deary,” she said, “Mommy’s got you.”

The stranger who claims to be Melissa’s mother turned around and headed back to the cottage while holding baby Melissa in her arms. When she entered the house, she was greeted by three different kids. One was a little boy at the age of three, the other is a girl who is no older then six, and the last person is a boy who is about eight. They were all wearing robe like clothing and sandals, but they weren’t nicer then the one the woman was wearing. “Mother,” said the older boy, “What is that you’re holding on your arms?” “Oh, haven’t you heard?” asked the mysterious mother while the kids shook their heads. “We got ourselves a new delivery today. A cute baby girl!” All the kids quickly gathered around the infant when they heard the word baby as the little girl looked at her and smiled. “She looks pretty.” She said as she looked up at her mother, “What is her name?” The woman looked at her daughter and answered, “Melissa.”

The little girl took the baby out of her mother’s hand as the three gathered around it and tickled and play around with baby Melissa. While they were playing with her, the woman watched on and smiled at another successful attempt. For what she was is a sorceress that will never grow old nor have to die from anything. But all she ever wanted was a family she never had. And though she won’t be able to get a husband, she came up with a way to have children. So she built her house in the middle of a forested area around the park and set up a magical path that leads someone right to her cottage. If any person sees this path, step on it, and walked down it, the person would regress to the point he or she would become a mere infant right in front of her house. And of course her spell work out quite well. The first person that walked on her path was a businessman who was late for a meeting and thought it would be a shortcut out of the park. The second victim was a college senior that was going to graduate in a week. She thought the path the woman created would take her to a resting area or someplace; boy how wrong was she. Lastly there was an old man that wished to be young again. That took him a long time to get into the cottage. Now it’s a housewife that wants to relax and unwind. The woman smirked at all of this wondered how many more victims she would get once they see the path and walk on it. She would need a bigger house if this keeps up.

The strange woman then looked back at the group of kids playing with baby Melissa and couldn’t help but to laugh a little about their follies. But for Melissa, she felt comfortable with her surroundings. Though when she was a 47-year-old housewife, all she wanted is some rest and relaxation. Now she got what she wants but not in the right of ways. If she had an adult mind with a baby body, she would’ve wondered if this was the right thing to do. But whether she had either and adult or baby brain the answer would be the same. No matter what just happened, she finally found the peace and quiet she deserved.

The End...