South of the Boudoir, by ARthur

by: OldStories | Complete Story | Last updated Jan 2, 2017


Chapter 7
South of the Boudoir, Part 7


Chapter Description: By ARthur


A visibly disturbed Valene slowly emerged from under her bed and tiptoed into the living room. She cringed as Uxia unexpectedly popped out of the kitchen.

Striking a forced smile, Uxia droned in honey-laden tones, "Come on, dear. Mommy has a nice gift for her darling little girl."

But Valene would have none of it. Doing a reasonable imitation of The Flash, she darted through the boudoir, out onto the balcony, and back into the kitchen; all the while closing doors and toppling furniture to slow Uxia’s progress. Reaching the front door, Valene opened, then slammed it shut; and darted into her room and under her bed. She watched Uxia exit the door in search of her phantom.

Rushing to the kitchen, Valene pulled the bag-hidden bottle from the refrigerator. As she suspected, it contained Izumiwakai water. Preparing to dump it into the sink, she noticed a feature of the Japanese-lettered bottle she had only lightly noticed earlier. To the lower left of the logo was a circle. On the first bottle she drank, the circle was light blue and contained the number 21. On the second, the circle was green with the number 8. This one had the number 2 in a yellow circle.

It then registered that she had become a sexy woman in her early 20s after drinking the first bottle, and an 8-year-old girl after the second. It was not how much Izumiwakai water one drank that determined how young you became, but the quantity of mineral mixed into it. This would mean that whoever drank the new bottle would become a 2-year-old.

Returning to the refrigerator, Valene saw several bottles of Uxia’s favorite domestic mineral water, one of which had been opened and partially consumed. She emptied the rest of the bottle, then transferred the Izumiwakai water to that container. After rinsing out the Izumiwakai bottle, she filled it with tap water, replaced its cork, and returned it to the fridge.

Walking back into the living room, she saw a very frazzled Uxia reenter the front door. Viewing her quarry, Uxia again adopted a false smile. Her voice dripping with sweetness, Uxia said, "Oh, darling. Mommy has something for you that you really like. You sit on the sofa and I’ll bring it to you."

Valene complied. She carefully listened to Uxia in the kitchen, detecting the pop of a cork, then the sound of a spoon clinking repeatedly against the side of a glass. Walking from the kitchen, Uxia handed Valene what looked like cherry Kool-Aid.

Valene stared at the concoction. "You have some too," she told her faux mommy.

"Mommy only likes plain mineral water," Uxia replied.

"You drink with me?" Valene pleaded in a whining girlish voice. "I don’t wanna drink alone."

Uxia went into the kitchen and returned with the opened bottle of her favorite brand of mineral water. "Cheers!" Uxia said, clinking the bottle to Valene’s glass.

Both sipped their respective drinks, each grinning at the other between swallows. After both were finished, they stared intently at each other.

Within 15 minutes, Uxia began to tingle. The sensation began in her chest area, which was covered by a tank top with built-in shelf bra. Uxia patted her chest area and found the shirt collapsed well into her body. Her shelf was suddenly barren. She had become flat-chested.

"What is hell is hap-pening?" Uxia protested, her final two syllables cracking an octave higher that made her sound like a little girl. Her scalp immediately began to tingle big time. Uxia was unnerved as her brunette hair began to grow into her scalp, leaving only an inch sticking out.

Valene began to openly snicker as Uxia’s head began to deflate. The mirth turned to a loud guffaw as Uxia ended up with a baby-sized head on her still mostly adult body. She was getting younger, but the effects of the Izumiwakai water had not yet spread to all parts of her body.

"Eeeeeek!" the tiny head screamed as her legs began to contract upwards out of her shoes. Pushing herself out of her chair, Uxia found it hard to balance herself on her now young girl-sized legs. She had to steady herself with her forearms, which reached the floor when she leaned forward a bit.

Valene’s astonishment at Uxia’s change was tempered by her realization that the same partial transformation may have happened to her in the McCauley pool. She must have grossed out some of the other swimmers.

Panicking, Uxia tried to flee. But with her contorted body, her locomotion resembled that of a wetland gorilla. Valene ran after her. The trail was not hard to follow. One sock, then the other, then Uxia’s khaki skirt, a pair of orchid lace panties, and finally the tank top. Valene got one last look at a now fully compacted Uxia as she crawled into the boudoir.

Without warning, a piercing baby cry emerged from within. Valene entered to see a naked 2-year-old girl bawling out her eyes before the full-length mirror. Valene walked up behind her.

"What are you crying for? That you are no longer an adult, or that you’re now too small to boss me around?" Valene asked.

"Neither! Look at this," baby Uxia said as she pinched with both hands the ample ring of baby fat that now encircled her torso. "I’m too fat! No man will ever look at me again."

Valene smiled as Uxia burst into serious tears. "Naw! Everyone - men especially - won’t be able to take their eyes off you. They’ll wink, smile and even make funny faces at you all day long. Nobody can resist a cute little baby girl," she explained.

Picking up the cell telephone, Valene finally completed that phone call she had been trying to make for more than a month.

"Marjorie? Val here. Come over immediately to Suite 1801 at Ocean Point Towers," Valene said. "No, they’ll let you in this time. It wasn’t me who barred you. It was somebody pretending to be me. I’ll introduce you to her once you get here. Now I have a deal to offer you. I’m in need of a live-in companion. You’ll have a few duties, but I think you’ll find the pay excellent. See you in an hour."

 


 

End Chapter 7

South of the Boudoir, by ARthur

by: OldStories | Complete Story | Last updated Jan 2, 2017

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