11Feb2022
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Hi guys, it’s Bea again.

Today was the big day, my first day as a woman!

After I signed off last night I was just so excited I could hardly sleep. My body’s energy was just too much to suppress and I wound up staying awake well past my bedtime preparing by reading through the program primer.

I must have dozed off around midnight because the next thing I knew I was woken up around 5:00 AM feeling incredibly hot and sticky under the covers. Adult bodies sure seem to sweat a lot!

I knew I wasn’t going to get any more sleep, and I felt completely disgusting being soaked in stale sweat, so I decided to make an early start before Valerie got up and started hogging the bathroom.

I think my kinesthetic sense has begun to acclimate to my new body. I found it a lot easier to move around this morning, I was more conscious of my body’s proportions and positioning, and how much strength I was using to grasp door handles and turn knobs.

Showering was still tricky though. The bathroom I share with my sister isn’t very big and my booty kept running into things. Honestly, sometimes it feels like this new butt has a mind of its own. XD

But . . . uhm . . . I was still so curious about my body and there are a lot of angles that are hard to see even with a mirror. So I set up my phone to get some selfie shots in the shower.

I hope you don’t mind that I’ve cropped them. It’s just that I’m super self-conscious about posting photos of my naked woman’s body. Please be gentle with me T_T.

Although, as anxious as it makes me, I can’t deny I felt a little thrill of excitement taking these photos. Seeing the ravishing creature that has replaced me in my own life causes my heart to race and butterflies to flutter in my stomach. It’s a very uncertain feeling, but I also don’t want it to stop.

In fact, after drying off, I let my hair down and took this final photo while I was standing at the sink.

It feels so weird having long hair since it has been kept short since I was very young. I sort of love the feeling of it swaying freely down my back. It sort of tickles where it brushes my bottom. But it’s also a lot of work and seems to have as much of a mind of its own as my butt!

Standing there in the early morning light, I spent a lot of time examining myself and all of the changes that had occurred to my bottom. To tell you the truth, I think when I went to sleep last night I half expected the whole program was a dream and that I would find myself a little girl again this morning. Maybe that was why I couldn’t quite fall asleep last night?

But before I could think long about that, the doorknob turned and the door swung open and I was confronted by my big sister Valerie blinking sleepily at me. We both were totally frozen, like a deer caught in headlights for what felt like forever until I broke the spell by moving to cover my nakedness.

Then Valerie’s eyes grew into saucers and she started shouting at me. She was so angry!

But y’know what? It was actually sort of funny. Yesterday I would have been terrified of my sister’s anger. But now she is just a spluttering little girl!

I decided to be the bigger person, and after grabbing a towel to cover myself, I hurried back to the guest room to prepare for my day!
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As I have previously mentioned, the pilot program is being conducted over our school system’s quarterly break. This is a period lasting approximately four weeks. Although the program has been calibrated to require only two weeks.

Therefore, it was extremely simple for the government to accommodate the program by utilizing one of the schools shuttered for a break. In my case, this is a high school located in the suburbs of my hometown.

A high school was a convenient choice for our subjects, as the chairs and desks are suitable for our adult bodies and the schools, are already furnished with more advanced facilities than would be found at the grammar level.

While this is the case, we are not quite a highschool students either.

Under the terms of the Program, people like Alleya and myself have been given a legal status known as ‘partial emancipation’. This means that, in many ways, we are legal adults for the duration of the program. Although our parents still retain many rights over our lives due to our temporary adulthood.

Oh, and by the way, Alleya and are in the same program group! This is how she looked this morning when we met outside the school grounds.

We caught up before going into the building together. Alleya’s mom is an executive at an imports company and apparently, she was has been exctatic about her daughter’s participation in the Program. Last night she took Alleya out shopping and then to a business dinner where Alleya was even permitted to drink some wine and was introduced to her mother’s associated as her younger ‘sister’. I think the experience really rubbed off on her as today she has been beaming with confidence.

Meanwhile, here’s me right before we went into the building :

I hope it looks okay. This is my first time dressing as a woman. My mom let me use some of her old clothes in the attic and my orientation kit came with a basic compact. I hope I did the makeup right, the instructions on youtube said not to do too much and I was afraid and make myself look like a clown!

Oh, right, I should probably answer some of your comments. I’ll do that throughout the rest of my post.

“Don’t be jealous. I think you’re way more gorgeous than Alleya. People love a thicc body, and you have a fantastic ass.” – Darkghost55

Well you see, Alleya is rather exotic in my country. Her beautiful ebony skin is sure to turn heads wherever she goes. And if only you could see her in motion, she’s so lithe, like a cat.

But I appreciate the vote of confidence. 🙂

“Product of science or not, the procedure has turned you into a goddess. Hyper Puberty does a body good! And you shouldn’t feel inferior to your friend – your proportions would turn heads in the street. What’s your favorite part of your new body?” – Keyser.

Goddess?! Please, Keyser, I appreciate the compliment, but I assure you that I’m just like other girls you’ve met.

There would be much point to the procedure if I wasn’t, now would there be XD

While I may be inexperienced, I encourage you to think of me and treat me completely as a woman. 😉

But my favorite body part?

Well, if I had to say. Tee hee! It’s a little embarrassing, but it has to be my lips.

Ever since I was a little girl . . . Uhm sorry! XD . . . I’ve always dreamed of being kissed.

And now my lips are so lush and full. I think they look very smoochable!

Muah!

“You should talk with your mom about what it means to be a woman, especially when you have a body like that. You should also try to find out if there’s anyone else you know in the program besides Alleya.” – BLZBub

Hi BLZ?

I really appreciate you taking the time to give me this advice. I think I might take it, eventually, but I want some time to figure things out for myself first.

You see, the thing is, you know how I mentioned how I’ve started to see things differently? Well, one of the things I saw differently this morning was my mother. I saw a lot of doubt and apprehension on her face even as she was helping me to pick out clothes and do my makeup.

While I know she is being very supportive. I realize now that she doesn’t entirely approve of the Procedure and has her doubts about my decision. She is not at all like Alleya’s mother in that regard. So I want to try my best, as a woman, not to overburden her.

As for other people. Yes, I actually do know one other person in my study group. And it’s good I did or I would have never recognized her.

You see, I was supposed to hear back from my friend Josenia. We’ve been friends since first grade and she’s really been looking forward to the Program. Unfortunately, she’s always really struggled. You see, this is what Josenia looks like :

Josenia has had a hard time controlling her weight for as long as I’ve known her. I think it’s because she’s raised by her grandma, who is a wonderful person but also feeds all of Josenia’s food urges. The result is that she has been tremendously obese.

In fact, she really struggled to get her weight down for the program. Sadly, a lot of our classmates only saw her fat and were very cruel to her,
calling her ‘Ms. Piggy’ behind her back. I never had the heart to tell her, but I suppose she always suspected.

And sadly, I think I probably only saw the fat too, because Alleya and I were both completely out of words when our entrance to the school was blocked by a woman in a figure-hugging dress. While the dress was clearly from a cheap store, the body it was stretched over would have looked amazing in anything.

Then she said something that left the two of us completely at a loss for words.

“Is that little Ali and Beanie Baby?”

Alleya and I look at each other. But only one person could possibly call us that.

“Josenia?” I asked.

The woman’s gorgeous face broke into a grin. “Please, you can call me Jossie.” She laughed as we threw our arms around each other. Which was harder than you might think owing to our fronts!

Both Alleya and I were absolutely astounded. Even after our own miraculous transformation, it was nothing like what Josenia had experienced and we insisted she tell us all about it as we strut through the hallways full of young and attractive men and women on our way to our designated classroom.

For now, at least, all of my doubts have been pushed well back. Whatever these next two weeks have in store for us, they are bound to be interesting!
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Morning orientation found us seated in a classroom full of around thirty other subjects. Naturally, all of the women were quite fetching, giving Alleya and Jossie a run for their money. But I’ve hardly mentioned the boys, well, the men before now.

Uhm . . . So I felt . . . Tee hee . . . uhm a little different looking at the boys. I mean the men. I actually got a little breathless. They’ll also so big and hairy, sort of like my dad, but younger and much, much, much . . more muscular. And the way they move, it’s like they’ve become top-heavy, swinging their shoulders like young male gorillas at the zoo.

They were all busy posturing with one another and sort of standing off from us girl, us women. In fact, that was what was so odd, the class was sort of neatly divided with the two sides talking among themselves and trying to figure out the other side of the room.

Just two days ago, there were no sides when we’d been running around on the playground.

I didn’t have much time to think about this before class started and our teacher walked in.

This is Miss Dubois and she is going to be our teacher, or maybe our mentor, for the next two weeks. I was actually really surprised to learn this because Miss Dubois is not technically a teacher. She is an official of the Dubois BioMedical Company that administers the Treatment.

I remember seeing her when the seminar was given about the program. She spoke very passionately about it on behalf of the President and Founder of the Company, her father, Mister Antoine Dubois.

“Take your seats, boys and girls.” Miss Dubois instructed huskily. As she prowled to the teacher’s desk, every woman in the room sensed every man following her, and we all collectively gave an annoyed look.

Miss Dubois stopped, causing the men to all freeze up. She lifted a single brow and then corrected herself. “I mean to say, Ladies and Gentlemen. Please be seated.” Chairs clattered as we all sat down.

“You will find pencils and notebooks inside of your desks. You will be expected to keep a journal for the duration of the project. Please do not lose them.” Miss Dubois said as she picked a piece of chalk and scrawled out her name in impeccable cursive.

“Now then, I am Miss Natalie Dubois. Many of you may be familiar with me. I will be assisting in the orientation and mentor-ship components of the program as the school board believe I can provide a unique perspective to you all. Let me be the first to congratulate you on your transformation into fine young adults. Over the next two weeks, we will work together to sculpt and mold you into the type of people you one day wish to be. Our goal, so that when you return to school next semester, you will have a new appreciation for the adult world, and a clear understanding of the place you wish to pursue in it.”

Miss Dubois paused, displaying the cool poise of a cat. Her eyes darted to the men who all sat a little straighter and stopped giving her such longing looks. They were like puppies, eager for her attention, and that annoyed me somehow.

“Now then, let’s dive right in . . .”

I won’t bore you all with much about the orientation. Just some important notes about the program. Both academically, biologically, and legally.

Academically: For the next two weeks, we essentially are attending summer school. While we won’t spend every day on campus, we will have classes and orientations to prepare us for a variety of tasks we will participate in as adults.

A number of elective classes are also available. Of particular interest is accelerated drivers ed which awards a learners permit after an intensive one-week daily course. While I doubt I’ll be able to convince my parents to sign off on it, Alleya gleefully plucked a registration form.

At the end of the course, we will be graded, however, this will have no bearing on our normal academics and is simply for the purpose of data gathering for the program.

Legally :

We were extensively informed of our rights for the duration of the program. Legally speaking we are ‘partially emancipated’ meaning that we have many of the rights and privileges of full legal adults.

However, our parents still retain guardianship over us and the school system can take disciplinary action for misbehavior.

For purposes of the program, any crimes that are committed would be treated as being performed by a minor. However, for serious crimes, we would be sent to a specially cordoned detention center until hyper puberty wears off. We would then be tried in juvenile court.

Finally, and part that was closely emphasized, it is illegal for us to engage in sexual activities with people over the normal age of majority.

Biological :

Our class closely discussed the process of hyper puberty and how it differs from normal puberty and we were provided extensive workbooks and reference manuals to understand our new bodies.

We reviewed diagrams that showed the progression of the body under the influence of both normal and hyper puberty. Naturally, the hyper puberty diagrams showed a progression that was both faster and more extreme, ending larger more muscular men, and far more beautiful and curvaceous women.

We were advised not to be disappointed if our subsequent normal puberty does not meet the expectations set by our hyper puberty.

I couldn’t help noticing Jossie looking disappointed at that and I had to remind myself that in two weeks time her amazing form would revert to ‘Ms. Piggy’ just as Alleya and I would return to our normal mousy selves. It just doesn’t seem real, or even possible to me at this moment.

Of particular note, hyper puberty differs from normal puberty in one key respect. Due to its rapid onset and relatively short duration, it’s incredibly unusual for a hyper pubescent woman to experience her first menstruation. Which means there is no possibility of becoming pregnant due to sexual activity.

Likewise, while hyper pubescent men have large developed penises and testicles, and a powerful sex drive, they usually do not fully awaken to produce a potent amount of actual sperm in the two weeks of their accelerated development, and what sperm they do produce are usually purged or reabsorbed during an involuntary process called ‘de-pubescent ejaculation’ as the enlarged testes and penis collapse back into their dormant state.

What this means is that the chances of pregnancy from any sexual encounters are very small. However, Miss Dubois stressed to all of us that this is no excuse to pursue sex without the use of protection.

Given that I’m making notes about biology, I’ll answer this last comment here :

“I was wondering, do you feel any difference in your personality after the transformation?” – Jojo93able

This was covered in class today, but I also noticed it for myself. You may have noticed that my spelling and vocabulary have improved substantially over the past twenty-four hours. Hyper Puberty develops both the mind and the body, allowing us to absorb the information that will be presented to us during the program.

It is a very strange experience, almost like there is a kernel of the little girl Beatrice inside of me, and as her thoughts flow through my brain, they change and mature into a woman’s version of those thoughts. Apparently, this process is a natural result of hyper puberty, though naturally occurring cases of PHP rarely last long enough to experience it.

Depending on how much I think, and about how many things, I should completely mentally transition in between four and seven days. Though based on the charts in our workbook Alleya is already showing signs of being at day 3!

Anyways, orientation ended around 1 PM today and we were allowed out early for our first afternoon of freedom as adults. As dependents of the project, Jossie and I received a special stipend to spend on clothes and accessories. Alleya, meanwhile, has something much better. Her mom’s credit card! Which she has been given full permission to use.

Hopefully I’ll be able to get back to you after shopping. Also, I hope you don’t mind, but I don’t Alleya and Jossie about you guys. Let me know if you’d like to hear about their experiences. They may be willing to give some of their own thoughts.

Well, gotta go for now.

XOXO – Bea

HarpyBy:
9Dec2021
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Hi guys, it’s Bea again.

Just wanted to respond to some of your comments before turning in for the night.

“Well, I’m glad you’re not alone among your friends who is going through this program. And if Alleya is any indication, you’ll be looking quite beautiful yourself after the procedure. You’ll have to be sure to check on your other friends who are in the program.” – BLZBub

The Program selected students by lottery from all around the area. Unfortunately, not many of my close friends were chosen. And due to the Program’s guidelines, I am prohibited from interacting with any of them until I change back. This is part of the Program’s policy of separating our ‘normal’ and ‘adult’ lives to reduce psychological stress.

And yes, Alleya’s adult body did turn out quite lovely. It is not uncommon at all for Hyper Puberty to produce superior physical specimens. In fact, she sent this to me just a little while ago.

“Just wanted you to see some of the Pajama’s I bought. Feels naughty! XOXO” – Alleya

Honestly it has me a little worried again to see my friend acting suddenly so bold as to wear something so adult. Does she not realize what her body looks like now? I think she might be a little intoxicated by the effects of hyper puberty. But then, her parents have always been the kind to spoil Alleya rotten. With her newfound confidence, she no doubt intends to experience every aspect of being a woman.

“Good luck. Don’t forget who you are. You’ll be a great adult” – Ashmander

Thanks so much, Ash. I have to admit that this has weighed heavily on my mind since I met Alleya this morning. I was sort of afraid that the Procedure would turn me into a different person. In a way, I think it has. My body has been transformed into a grown woman’s body. My mind certainly cannot remain the mind of a young girl.

“now you can compare yourself with Alleya au pair!
I’m glad the process went perfectly, I hope you can teach your sister a lesson in humility.
in my opinion you should hear if you have friends who have participated in the project, go out together and have fun” – jojo93able

I have to admit, when I looked at Alleya’s e-mail I did feel compelled to measure myself against her and I was a little annoyed by how confident she seems. I guess I might be a little disappointed to be honest. This body is not bad at all, but it wasn’t exactly what I was expecting. I’m rather short for one and somewhat on the ‘thicc’ side as they say online. I have a rather fat bottom. I don’t know, perhaps I am being selfish wanting more?

“Wow Beatrice you grew into a real beauty. And your body is incredible! Did you expect to become so attractive or was it a complete surprise? Would you say your great new body is a side effect of the procedure, or genetically were you always destined to grow into this? If the procedure takes a while to come into effect, do you think more changes might happen to you?” – Keyser

Why thank you, Keyser! It feels quite incredible as well!

While I’m not exactly surprised how I turned out, I can’t exactly say I predicted it. The women in my family are not unattractive, but it is very unlikely I would grow into this naturally. I have to thank Hyper Puberty for my superior looks and physique.

So it is a little strange to be complimented when the woman you see before you is a product of science!

“Just try not to rub it in your sister’s face, envy can be an ugly thing. As for how to use your energy, adults usually work out. So if your parents have some exercise equipment, you can use those until you can get some gym clothes and go to the gym.” – BLZBub

The thing is, it has always been difficult being Valerie’s sister. But I was so hungry for her approval that I didn’t understand that until I came back from the clinic today. How to put it? When I came home in this form, all of her mean words and deeds suddenly felt so petty and small.

Don’t misunderstand, I don’t resent Valerie as I am now, I just . . . don’t want her melodrama to interfere with my time as a woman.

I am a little worried however. My sister holds grudges. I’m sure she will bide her time until my hyper puberty fades and I return to my natural form. Which could be trouble for my normal self later.

I did decide to take your advice about exercise. Luckily my dad bought some exercise equipment a few years ago that he keeps out in the garage, and my mom has some workout stretchy workout clothes that I don’t she’d mind if I borrow. Honestly, they only ever seem to use them for a couple of months after Christmas each year, so I don’t think they’ll mind.

The Program Guidelines list many benefits to vigorous physical activity. Although my fitness is a product of science, exercise will help my brain to acclimate to its new form and prolong my Hyper Puberty by stressing my adult body to maintain heightened hormone levels.

And of course it just feels good.

In fact working out felt incredible. Testing my body was eye-opening to say the least and incredibly satisfying compared to my formerly puny self. My newly enlarged and densified muscles purred beneath my mom’s lycra workout clothes and it wasn’t long before I was soaked in my own sweat.

My ass especially turned out to be amazing. A huge amount of my muscle mass is concentrated there and I could feel it work and clench powerfully as I followed the exercises in the Program handbook. I quickly grew soaked with perspiration and could feel little rivulets of sweat slithering down my pillowed cheeks. The sensation was rather thrilling!

But most astonishing was my almost limitless stamina. I really had to work hard to exhaust myself. Each time I felt like I was about to reach my limit, gasping for breath and shaking, I would break through with another surge of energy and feel compelled to keep going. My shaking would cease, my breath would deepen, and I would push myself further again.

My adult cells felt like they were on fire, but it hurt so good. My body loved every moment of pushing until I found its limits. I just couldn’t stop until finally I felt my body reaching a contended state of exhaustion. I was totally drained yet totally satisfied with myself.

After working out, I was soaked in my own sweat. My adult body reeks much more intensely when dirty. Or maybe womanhood had enhanced my sense of smell. But in any case, I peeled off the workout clothes without delay and took another shower to wash away the filth.

But this time, showering too was different. The sensations were much heightened after working out. There was a warning in the hand book that exercise could create a heightened state arousal, but I didn’t really understand what that meant. What it mean was that the water hitting me, and my hands touching myself as I washed, caused waves of tingles to spark all across my skin.

I get really worm while I washing, much warmer than the water alone could explain and so I . . . well . . . I was curious about something and decided to experiment. I noticed that my nipples had swollen up and become a little sensitive. So I adjusted the water jets so that they would hit hardest on my breasts and after I sense of build up . . . I felt the surging feeling again!

Not as strong as when I changed, but enough to make me cry out and throw my hands against the show wall of balance. I really wanted to make it happen again, but I decided it was best to wait for now until I understand my body better.

My parents were home by the time I emerged from my shower and had brought takeout for dinner, so I dried off and put on my mom’s bathrobe.

I didn’t see Valerie, but I’m sure she’s skulking somewhere and I have to imagine she’ll be furious if she catches a glimpse of me.

So here I am now, laying in bed like a guest in my own home. The luxurious guest sheets caressing my equally luxurious skin. I think I’m going to sign for now. Can’t wait for tomorrow.

XOXO – Bea.

HarpyBy:
8Dec2021
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Hello everyone, it’s Beatrice again.

As you can no doubt guess from my last post, I went ahead with the procedure despite my earlier misgivings, and well, this is me :

Honestly, I didn’t know what to expect, but now I don’t think I could be more pleased. It’s hard to describe, everything feels . . . like . . . new and stuff. Everything is different. I am different. I’m both excited and still a little frightened as the world changes around me, in response to me.

I have been changed for several hours now but my heart is still pounding. My stomach is full of butterflies. I’m still a little lightheaded. It’s a little tricky to type right now, I’m not used to my hands, so please forgive any spelling errors.

As I type this update, I am sitting in my family’s guest room. My parents have closed up my bedroom and put away my childish things so that I can live the next two weeks as much as possible as a real woman. This was a recommendation made by the Program’s guidelines. Participants are advised to create a mental ‘space’ between their normal and adult selves.

Honestly, I can see now why this would make things easier. In fact, it is for that reason that I would like everyone to stop thinking of me as Beatrice, I go by just Bea now, which I think sounds much more mature and appropriate for a young woman.

Today is day (0) of the Program which is calibrated to last for two weeks or most of our inter-semester break. Day (0) is designated as an acclimation day and is a period for us to familiarize ourselves with our new bodies and their capabilities.

But first I want to describe how I got here.

At the heart of the Program is the Procedure. I have been calling it just the Procedure, but fully it is known as Hypo Precocious Developmental Therapy or HPDT. HPD Therapy uses a special form of radiation to induce a state called Precocious Hyper Pubescence, PHP, or ‘Hyper Puberty’.

Naturally occurring cases of PHP have been studied in the past and are believed to be caused by encounters with bursts of cosmic radiation. However, these naturally occurring events are highly unstable and reversion usually occurs within a few hours. The Procedure stabilizes PHP so that the effects last much longer.

When I had the procedure done, I was seated in a special examination chair and a burst of radiation was fired at me from a device that looked like a dental x-ray machine. Instead of x-rays, however, I was bathed in an intense blue light that caused my skin to prickle.

I was surprised to learn that the procedure was not instantaneous, I required a five-minute dose before I began to feel my body changing.

The first thing I noticed was my stomach start to sort of growl and my inside shifted a little uncomfortably. A pressure built just above my pelvis as my reproductive system began to experience Hyper Puberty and then all at once a rush of warmth spread out as my uterus began to release sex hormones into my body.

I gasped for breath as my body surged. It happened so quickly, the hormones were telling my body to become a woman and my cells, nourished by the radiation, quickly began to multiply, building my body and reshaping my tissues into a mature form.

I was suddenly incredibly hot and sweaty, soaking my hospital gown as my body first stretched out and then began to fill in. This was really the scariest part of the whole procedure as my body was incredibly confused by years of maturation spontaneously happening to it.

My small flat butt clenched up involuntarily as my glutes began to develop under the influence of my hormones. I could feel my ass expanding until each butt cheek was larger than my entire bottom moments before. My hips cracked painfully and then my vertebrate crackled and popped one by one as my spine elongated.

In my chest I could feel the energy concentrating, pushing against my child form. First, my nipples hardened painfully, then they began to soften as they swelled and softened, tough fibrous mounds pushed them outwards. They were soaring at first, and painful, but with each passing second my little bee stings budded into grapes, and then ripened into tangerines, before swelling into full round melons. With each moment they grew warmer and more pleasant until my childish cries were replaced by deep feminine moans of delight.

It was so distracting that I hardly even notices the other changes racing to completion. My voice deepening and my lips grew pouty as my face remolded itself, shedding immaturity. My short mousy hair spilled down past my shoulders in a darkening waterfall and I felt an itching where my body was a developing hair under my arms and on my privates.

The radiation began to fade as the machine was turned off, and in a final wave, my body surged towards completion. Strength filled me as my muscles melted away the remaining puppy fat on my stomach and molded my thighs and calves. My breasts seemed to heft themselves a little higher as my pectorals swelled beneath them for support.

All at once the heat that filled my body broke, I spasmed, arching my spine and clenching up all over. I cried out in an unfamiliar voice as a deep sense of release blanked my mind. It was totally terrifying but also strangely exhilarating and when sense returned to me I felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

Although, oddly, I think I might have let out a little pee when it happened as my groinal area felt sort of wet and it was starting to soak uncomfortably into my hair down there. When I asked the doctors about it, they referred me to the Program’s manual. I’ll have to read up on the part they recommended.

When I first stood up, I was totally disoriented. Not only was my body bigger and a different shape, but the way I related to it had also changed completely. Everything from strength to my balance, to the way my legs moved when I walked, had subtly or not so subtly changed.

I felt both heavier and lighter at the same time. My greater size was offset by my much greater strength but I wasn’t used to the momentum of my new limbs.

Other things were different as well. I felt strangely more aware of not just my body, but my surroundings too. I noticed the individual medical machines in ways that I had not before and found myself casually reading the name tags of the doctors and nurses at a glance. This too is a side effect of PHP, causing the brain’s plasticity to drastically increase, allowing me to quickly adapt.

A good thing too, as I needed to acclimate myself to walking once more. Anyways, once my procedure was completed I was released to the custody of a Program nurse who performed a baseline physical, provided me with some basic garments, and escorted me home.

My family was waiting there to greet me and sign all of the paperwork. Basically, the Program requires my parents to sign off confirming that I am in fact their daughter and granting me partial legal emancipation for the duration of my Hyper Puberty.

I have to see that both my mother and father were very surprised to see me and I found myself feeling much like Alleya must have when she was talking to me. It was not that they didn’t believe me, but they were astonished by how significant the change was, and, this is a little embarrassing, my mom said she could hardly believe how beautiful I had become!

Of course, although my parents seemed to be taking it very well, even our dog Poilu was happy enough after sniffing me, someone else in the house was not.

That person is my older sister Valerie. Or rather, my ‘younger’ sister Valerie.

This is probably the most complicated part of things on my family side. Valerie is a year older than me and has always been a bit of an early bloomer while, up until today, I was just the opposite. This means our sibling relationship has often been strained to say the least as she has often been impatient with me. Even worse, she has often resented me when our parents made her be nice.

No, I will say it honestly, there are times when she has been a bully to me.

But now, despite being a little disappointed with my mature height, I am merely five foot two as an adult, I still stand several inches taller than my sister who is on the taller side for her age. My body is that of a woman while hers is still a child’s and with my new attentiveness, I can see the complicated feelings crossing her face as our parents explain how things are going to be for the next few weeks.

Is it wrong that I feel a little pleased with this reversal?

I don’t want to be a bully to my sister, of course, but I feel Valerie missing out on the program by a year while I get to be a bigger sister for two weeks is something she deserves.

I think the best revenge will be to live an amazing two weeks as a woman while Valerie can only watch and wait and hope for the day she can enjoy adulthood naturally.

I wound up spending quite a bit of time talking with my parents. We had a lot to go over with the nurse before signing all of the paperwork. Valerie got bored, or maybe she was just irritated about having to call me Big Sister, and wandered off to her room.

After everything was finished up, I unpacked in the guestroom and went to take a shower and wash off the sweat from the procedure. I was given a basic bag of toiletries, everything essential that I will need to care for my new body. But for this first time, I just scrubbed myself in soap and stood in the jets and steam.

It’s a little embarrassing to tell you all this, but I really couldn’t stop touching and exploring myself while I stood under the shower. I was surprised by every new curve and contour of my flesh. And I was even more surprised how right they felt. I’ve never been very aware of my body before today, you know, but now I am intensely aware of it. And my body feels like this other me. Do you know? It’s part of me, but also it’s own animal, and it’s confused by why it has suddenly inexplicably flourished. It doesn’t know what to do with its new strength and neither do I.

That’s actually why I started writing. It was either write or pace the guestroom like a caged animal. I just have all of this energy right now. And also impatience. I don’t want to waste any of my precious time.

Just a little while ago my parents told me they were going shopping with Valerie. I think they wanted to get my sister out of the house before she starts to sulk. Maybe getting out of the house would be a good idea. But I’m now I’m not sure what I would do.

I’ve never had so much energy inside me before. But when I was frustrated I would normally go burn it off at the park. However, I don’t think the park managers or the Program staff would be happy with a grown woman misusing the playsets.

What do adults do with their excess energy?

I can do whatever I want, but I can’t seem to choose.

HarpyBy:
7Dec2021
Uncategorized

Looking for Advice (2)

Hello, it is Beatrice again.

I wanted to let everyone know that I have decided to participate in the program. I am typing this as I sit in the clinic waiting room.Before the procedure, it is required that I receive a physical examination and several vitamin injections. Then I will be taken to a special temporary clinic where the procedure will be performed.

I think I decided to do this because it is a once in a life time opportunity and letting it pass me by I might always wonder about these days. So I thought it would be better not to have any regrets about what I did not do.

I would now like to answer a comment I saw today as I typed my update.

BLZBub – “I’ve read about programs like this before. I think you’re in good hands. As long as you’ve got friends who are in the program as well, you don’t have to worry about embarrassing yourself.”

Beatrice – Really? Nobody in my family has had any experience with this sort of program. The Doctor’s of my country are very proud that they developed it themselves. Although maybe they were inspired by programs in another country?

As for my friends, after my parents dropped me off had a really weird encounter. An incredibly beautiful tall and dark skinned woman was leaving the clinic when I arrived. She wore a simple white dress that showed off her lush and curvy figure and was followed by a group of nurses who had to run to keep up with her long legged stride.

She seemed to be completely annoyed and was ignoring them, but when she saw me, she stopped dead and called me by name!

“Beatrice?!” The stranger said. She approached so quickly that I actually got scared and hid behind the nurse. “Beatrice don’t you recognize me?” The woman sounded surprised and then started laughing warmly. “It’s me. Alleya!” She declared as she struck a very sexy and confident pose.

Alleya? I thought. But it seemed impossible!

Alleya is the youngest girl in my class and also the youngest person to be selected for the program. I would not say that we are close friends exactly, but her family is fairly wealthy and all the girls in class are always invited to her birthday party.

In fact, I realized, the party should happen around the middle of the inter-semester break. In other words, right in the middle of the test program!

I could not believe that the tall and luscious woman standing confidently in front of my was really just shy mousy little Alleya!

But then she proved it to me by talking all about things that only the girls who attended her last birthday party would know. I had no choice but to accept that this really was Alleya for now. She explained to me that she had just undergone the procedure that morning and that her mother was waiting to take her shopping for new clothes.

I was little envious. Not only is Alleya wealthy, but she’s so beautiful now that she doesn’t even need expensive clothing.

We talked for a bit, but before I could ask her much about how the procedure went, a nurse told her that it was time to go. Then Alleya did something a little strange, she gave the stocky middle aged woman a haughty look that I would never expect coming from my classmate. Even though the nurse seemed very kind, it was like she was annoyed to be told what to do.

“Excuse me, I am speaking to a good friend.” Alleya said coldly before turning back to me, and like a switch was flipped, warming back up.

It was very strange. Alleya has always been a little spoiled and wanted things her own way but also very shy. But even I cannot deny that with her beautiful new body she is suddenly bursting with confidence. Although, I wonder if you can have too much of a good thing, I am also very happy that her procedure went well.

Before we parted ways, she hugged me and let me take a couple of pictures which I have attached.

The nurse at the desk just called my name, so I have to go now. I’ll try to post again after my procedure!

HarpyBy:
29Nov2021
Age Switch

Looking for Advice

Hello everyone. My name is Beatrice Rivera and I am in Grade 5.

I hope it is okay that I am posting here because I have a problem and I am looking for advice. But when I used the internet there were not many places that could help. I will start at the beginning so that you can understand.

In my country a new program has been suggested called the ‘Self Reliance Internship Initiative’ which is aimed to help encourage children to becoming more self reliant and socialized for when they get older.

Under this program children in grade 5 like me will undergo a procedure that temporarily accelerates our development so that we can experience what it is like being a young adult so that we can plan for our future.

The program has not officially started yet but members of the government including the president of my country want to test it out with a small number of students first and I was selected for this special program.

Only I am not sure if I should do it. It seems a little scary and I am really worried that something embarassing will happen since I do not know how to be a woman at all. Even if it is only for a little while.

Also, although the doctors think the procedure is very safe and it has received approval from our government, a lot of people do not approve and think it might actually be unsafe or they think it is wrong for us kids to do this even if it is only for a little while.

Lastly, the program is completely voluntary, I do not have to do it. However, the government is also offering money to the family’s of volunteers in the test program. Whily my family is not very poor we are also not very rich. But I have talked to my parents and they want this to be my decision.

So that is why I am looking for advice.

Thank you for listening,

Love Beatrice

P.S. Sorry if my writing is not good. I got a C+ in grammar class.

HarpyBy:
16Jul2021
Age Progression
  • July 16, 2021
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Getting in Shape

“And now raise your hands above your head.”

Tiffany followed the instructions of the work out instructor on the TV screen. She grumbled as she felt the loose skin on her arms jiggle around. After realizing she had broken the 220 pound marker earlier this week, she was now determined to lose some weight. Hopefully with enough dedication she could bring herself down back underneath the 200 mark. It would make her small 5’ 2” frame look less pudgy.

She followed the movement of the toned female instructor as the video continued playing. Tiffany wished she could look like that. A 18 year old girl with that body and all the guys who be hitting on her. She glanced down at her current body, her large floppy breasts hidden underneath her sweatshirt, her thick thighs and wide hips straining in her sweatpants, and her fat butt jiggling with her every movement.

“Guys like curves and all,” she thought to herself, her eyes tracing her buldgy body, “but sadly not this many.”

The sound of tiny footsteps alerted Tiffany to turn around to see her 9 year old sister, Lily, scamper into the room. She flew to the couch behind Tiffany with her light blue dress and long brown hair flowing behind her. She hoisted herself up, leveraging her frail 4’ 4” frame upon the comfy sofa. She glanced curiously at her older sister and the TV show that she was watching.

“Watcha doin’ sis?” Lily asked in a soft voice. “Never seen this TV show before…”

Tiffany sighed as she reached over to the remote to pause it. “It’s really nothing Lily,” she replied nonchalantly as she brushed her own sweaty blonde hair out of her eyes. “You would have no interest in it.”

“Why are you standing up instead of sitting?” Lily continued to press as her white sneakers dainty bobbed off the edge of the couch. “And why are you sweaty? And why are you-”

“Fine! I’ll tell you!” Tiffany huffed as she gave in to her little sister’s persistence. “This is called a ‘workout video’, where you follow the instructions of the person on screen. They go through a workout that requires standing, to answer your previous question.”

“Why?” Lily questioned once again, along with annoying Tiffany again as well. Tiffany unpaused the video, hoping that ignoring her sister’s repeating “Why?”s would push her younger sister away. When it didn’t, she whipped her back around to face her.

“Because,” Tiffany snapped, “I want to lose weight!”

A weird feeling overtook Tiffany as the words escaped her lips. Her body shook for a moment, almost knocking her over. As she gathered herself again, bits and pieces of fat slowly deteriorated. Her arms became slightly slimmed, her legs and thighs slightly thinner, and her face slightly less puggy. Fat dimensioned from her chest as well, dropping her nearly a full cup size.

Weight wasn’t the only aspect of her that changed though. Her pants rolled up to above her ankles, changing into capris. On the flipside, her sweatshirt thinned slightly and acquired a zipper in the middle. The zipper was pulled down a bit to give her breasts some room to show. Her hips contracted a bit, narrowing her stance. Her nose and eyes shrunk slightly, hinting at a more youthful appearance. She shifted her attention, and her 175 pound body, towards the couch.

On the couch, Lily also experienced a slight twitch as a strange feeling overtook her. Her dangling legs stretched towards the floor, pulling her overall height four inches taller. Her dress grew in length as well, along with the new existence of a decorative belt pinching her dress at her waist. Her face lost some of its roundness as signs of baby fat dissipated. Youthful freckles began to disappear around her growing nose and eyes. Lastly, the neckline of her dress dipped slightly as a newly worn training bra materialized underneath.

“Why do you want to lose weight?” Lily questioned once again, ignoring the fact that her free flowing brown hair tried to organize itself with parted bangs. “I think you look just fine.”

Tiffany chuckled a bit at Lily’s supportive comment. “I appreciate you thinking that sis,” she replied with a warm smile. “When you get a little bit older, however, I think you’ll understand. When you’re 16 like me, and weigh as much as most of the guys, you get…criticized for it. Kids your age, at 11 or 12, don’t necessary think like that.”

“I’m not sure about that,” Lily answered slowly. “I think there’s a lot of mean kids in my class who call each other names. I guess I’ll understand more when I’m older…”

The words “that’s right” got caught in Tiffany’s throat as another wave of strange sensations overpowered her. Excess fat wringed itself off her arms and legs as they thinned even more. Tiffany could hear her stomach gurgling as it shrunk, receding inwards. She looked down to see her two large breasts dwindling to a large B cup, allowing her to finally see her feet once again. She took off her sweatshirt to reveal a yellow tanktop underneath. She felt lighter than she had in years.

A sudden twitch in her legs caused her to almost fall again. When she regained her posture, her height was now 4’ 10, roughly 4 inches shorter than she was before. The feet she had been celebrating finally being able to see waned in size as well. Her hips retracted even more, causing her capris to almost fall off, before they tightened into a kid’s size of jeans. Freckles and pimples sprouted out on her face as it and its features diminished in size. She now looked like a 13 year old at roughly 125 pounds, debating about following this exercise video or not.

During the time that Tiffany was collapsing downwards, Lily was shooting upwards. Her arms and legs stretched outwards, allowing Lily to finally touch the ground while sitting. Her 5’ 2” frame grew some muscle and even less fat. Some fat grew on her chest to bring two small bumps that peaked out into the world. They were still mostly covered by her free flowing top, which had torn itself away from the skirt that was created from the remains of her dress. Underneath her skirt, slight expansion began in her hips and rear, forcing her to adjust her sitting position. The last of her freckles exchanged themselves for pimples and blemishes on her narrowing face. Her lips puffed up and now hid the sight of her braces from the world.

“I mean, I’ve learned so much about myself in this past year alone.” Lily’s eyes widen while they kept eye contact with Tiffany. “I bet you’ll understand yourself way more when you’re in high school like me.”

Tiffany groaned at her older sister’s comment. “That’s only one year away Lily,” she replied dryly. “You’re only one year older than me. You’re not that much more experienced than I am.”

“Well, I do have more experience than you do, even if it is only one year,” Lily replied plainly. “And, as you know, I’m always here to share my advice and to guide you.”

Tiffany rolled her eyes and her sister’s words before one final wave of quivers struck her. All over her body, parts of her contracted inwards. Her feet dwindled in size, almost slipping out of her shoes, before they changed into a pair of bright pink sneakers. Her legs weaken and reduced in stature, bringing her height downwards even further, This, along with signs of maturity leaving from her hips and thighs, forced her jeans to shrink once more.

Upwards, her breasts, the signature piece of a mature women, disappeared from sight, bringing her bra along with it. The tank top she was wearing, in order gain a more youthful appearance, grew pink stripes and hearts. Her arms compressed some more, although bits of baby fat still remained. Most of her baby fat was located now upon her face, making her cheeks round and chubby. Her blonde, shoulder length hair snarled up became unorganized. She was told to brush it daily, but she didn’t listen. Even when her Lily advised her to do it.

Speaking of Lily, her body bloomed as she reached the end years of puberty. Her body maintained relatively lanky though, as her slim legs pushed her height a couple inches past the five and a half foot mark. In contrast to her thin proportions, her hips and butt grew outwards and became curvier. The fashionable pleated skirt, which sat upon her narrow waist, kept most of this covered. Her top, however, dropped off her slender shoulders to display them to the world, perched itself upon the two moderate sized breasts that had expanded from their petite proportions before.

Lily’s growing eyes glanced down at her younger sister. Tiffany was smiling, showing off the variety of adult and baby teeth in her mouth. This, in return, made Lily smile, showing off her flawless smile that she had gotten after slaving through years of braces. Her lips swelled a bit more and darken in color, due to the new brand of lipstick she was wearing. Hints of makeup spread to her eyelashes and cheeks as well. Finally, her long brown hair styled itself into a wavy pattern, something that she had been training her hair to do for years.

“And remember,” Lily advised as she reached over to the remote to turn off the TV, “if you ever feel self-conscious about how you look now, just look at me. I looked like you when I was your age.”

Tiffany gasped. “You looked like me?!” she exclaimed, looking between herself and Lily. Lily looked glorious and beautiful though, while Tiffany looked like plain and a little fat at around 80 pounds. There was no way they could have ever looked the same.

Lily smiled at her 10 year old sister’s reaction. “Yes I did,” she confirmed. “All I did was remember to take care of my body, and I looked like this in no time. It’s been 7 years since I was your age. I bet you’ll look just like me when you grow up as well. For now, however, let’s go eat some lunch. I bet you’re hungry!”

Tiffany nodded as she followed her older sister into the kitchen. Her face was beaming as she thought about looking like her older sister in some 7 years. If she maintained a healthy lifestyle, she knew that her future would be as beautiful as hers.

PhoeniXoXBy:
25May2021
Age Regression
  • May 25, 2021
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THE ALTERER

“Well fuck” Mary exclaimed as she shut off her laptop, “I might as well be the only person who has failed school during the pandemic”

Mary Hammonds was in no way dumb or stupid; she was just one of many people who had a deficient attention span and got distracted easily, other than that, she was quite above average in intellect. She was in her senior year and she had just failed her physics class due to not listening to the class for the whole semester therefore not being able to complete the exam she had forgotten about.

She got up from her chair and jumped on her bed to nap her emotions away. As she laid on the bed she looked at the mirror in her closet, Mary was what many would describe as a stick, she was super thin and was in shape but she had no assets such as big boobs or a big bubble butt which was what many boys found attractive.

“Mary, come down here immediately”

It was Julie, her “mother” but Julie was just the young and attractive wife of her father. After the death of her mother, both Mary and her father felt empty, both of them spent nights crying alone. While Mary continued having problems about losing her mother, her father got over it faster and met a girl named Julie. Julie was only 6 years older than Mary who was 18 at the time and half the age of her father which bothered Mary. She was understanding of her father’s choice; not everyone mourns the same way and pace, her only problem was that Julie was the human embodiment of the term “Bimbo”. She had platinum blond straight hair that reached down to her large silicone breast that Mary guessed was around triple D, her ass was so large she kept hitting and breaking vases and glasses, her waist was even thinner than Mary’s waist, who was underweight and thin by default. The only reason Mary kept up with her was that she believed Julie to be way too simple-minded to have and malicious intent for her and her father.

She got up and headed out of her room, as she was going down the stairs, her eyes slid to the photo frames of her late mother and old family photos. She remembered the day her mother took her to the village in France she grew up in, it was soo long ago that she could not even remember the name. It was a town in the middle of a forest, in many ways it looked like a medieval village with a few dozen huts, everybody knew her mom and they were all like a family. There was especially this old lady that she remembered vividly, she looked like what she always thought the grandma in the red riding hood looked like. She had given her a locket during her mother’s funeral. Now that she thought about it, she never looked at what was inside the locket.

“Mary are you coming, I don’t have much patience left,” said Julie while looking at her from the end of the stairs, “I have something urgent to tell you”

“Yes I’m coming,” said Mary, “What is it that is so important that you wanted to tell me”

Julie took a few paces before she started talking, as she moved, her boobs and ass bobbed non-stop, “So Mary, the thing is this, I have come to the decision to leave your father because he doesn’t have the things I need to be fulfilled”

Mary froze, at first, she was happy, the women who reminded her of her dead mother and also the fact that she lacked everything that would make her “sexy” in the eyes of the boys at school, would finally go but then she thought about her father, he did really like Julie for some reason and she did not think her father would be at a very good spot after Julie left.

“What’s wrong with my father, he is the nicest and the sweetest man and father ever, he even paid for your latest boob job” exclaimed Mary, “Just because we are economically struggling does not mean you have the right to just leave because he can’t pay for more surgeries”

“Oh sweet Mary, how innocent you are,” said Julie as she cupped her enormous boobs, “A woman needs to be pleased and your father’s little crayon can’t compete with my new boyfriends’ tree trunk”

Mary just stood still, she could not comprehend the fact that she was so self-absorbed that she can’t even have empathy for her father or even Mary.

“Just leave, you have no right or reason to be here anymore”

——————————————–

It had been 2 hours since Julie had left, as Mary sat there thinking to herself, she heard a knock on the door, it must have been her father.

“Honey, I’m home, where is Mar…….oh hi Mary, how are you?” said her father in his usual cheery tone, as he took off his coat and hanged it on the hanger.

“Dad, she left, she won’t be back,” said Mary with actual worry in her heart, a worry of how her father would react, “She said you could not fulfill her need so she left you for another man”

Mr.Hammonds was a simple man, his goal in life was to be happy and nothing more. He studied hard and met the love of his life in college. He graduated to be a lawyer in a local law firm and married his soulmate. They had a very happy marriage and it only got better when they had a daughter which became one of the most important parts of their lives. Mary was their jewel and their heart. Sadly their happiness was cut short 3 years ago when Mary’s mother died in a car crash while driving home from work. The rest of the story is what you already know.

“That’s alright, as long as I have you, I’m fine,” said Mr.Hammonds, as much as he was trying to hide it, Mary could hear his voice cracking, “I’m gonna go and lay down, had a hard day at work today”

“Ok dad, rest well,” said Mary, “see you at dinner”

As Mr.Hammonds went to his room, so did Mary. As she was got in bed again, she remembered the locket, it was probably inside her accessory drawer. As she opened the drawer, she saw that the locket was sitting inside.

The locket was made of silver, on the edges of it were small crystal-like gems that she could not discern if they were real or not. As she opened the locket, she came face to face with a black and white photo of herself but with closer inspection, she realized that it was not herself but her mother. She was like a mirror reflection of her mother with a few differences like their noses or the shapes of their eyes. She guessed that this photo was probably taken before her mother went to college and met her father. Under the photo, was engraved writing that she could not read but she was able to recognize the writing to be in Latin.

She opened a translator from the web and typed the letters she saw. The engraving was one-word “mutatio” and meant change or alteration. As Mary read the word, the amulet started to glow bright blue to a point that Mary could not see her surroundings. She closed her eyes and shielded them as a reflex and when the light got dimmer, she opened her eyes.

She saw no difference around, everything was the same and she was fine and not hurt, the locket however had disappeared and the computer screen no longer had the translation site.

On the screen with golden bold letters “THE ALTERER” was written and under it was writing that read as:

Welcome to THE ALTERER, the creation of the masters of change. The Alterer has adapted itself to the circumstances of the time it was activated, if you have a problem and would like to change it please go to the settings and change it as you please. You currently have the power to alter reality within a certain boundary and your changes will not be noticed unless you want them to be noticed. Every change you make will warp reality accordingly. The rules are;

1)You can’t create or destroy life

2)You can not bring back those who have passed away

3)You can not cause harm in any direct way.

4)You can not enslave other

5)You can not stop or speed-up time

6)You can not inform others of the existence of THE ALTERER

If you abide by the rules of change, so shall you be The Changer.

Under the writing were two buttons, one which said “I accept” and the other said, “I reject”. Mary being dumbstruck but intrigued by what was happening clicked “I accept”. When she pressed the button, the screen went black and a box appeared:

“Please enter The Changers name:”

Mary typed;

“Mary Hammonds”

As she hits enter, a new box popped up:

“Please insert target”

“Insert target?, what does that mean,” said Mary, “Umm, let’s type my name I guess”

“Mary Hammonds”

As she pressed enter, she got terrified by what she saw, on the screen there was a spinning 3D version of her, the model was wearing her current outfit of an oversized sweatshirt and sweatpants. Near the model was a menu with different subheadings:

-Head
-Upper Body
-Lower Body
-Mind and History
-Location
-Age

She clicked on “Head” and the computer zoomed in on her head and more options appeared under the menu:

– Hair
– Eyes
– Nose
– Mouth
– Ears
– Facial Hair
– Facial Structure

She clicked on hair and more options came up:

– Color
– Lenght
– Type

She clicked on “Color” and a color slider appeared, she had always wanted to be a ginger so she changed her dark brown hair to a vibrant copper color, then she moved to “Length” and made it so that her hair was waist length and then she clicked on “Type” and made herself have curly hair. She looked at her 3D model and was amazed by how good she looked. Then she noticed a box at the bottom of the screen which read “Press enter to proceed with the changes”

She clicked the box and another box popped up:

“Any special requests? if any please type below and then click proceed. If no requests are present click proceed without doing anything else”

Mary thought about if she wanted to add anything and decided to make it so that her hair always stayed healthy and in peak quality and then pressed enter.

The moment she pressed it, she started feeling a slight aching from her scalp, she got up and went to her mirror if there was a tick in her hair but what she saw was more surprising, her hair was growing rapidly. She usually had her hair at shoulder length but now her hair had reached her chest area and continued growing while they starting curling up, the next thing she noticed was that the dark brown was more of a chestnut color now and was getting lighter and lighter as a little ginger hair strands started increasing in number. And with the blink of an eye, she now had luscious ginger hair in curls and reaching her waist. She could not believe it, she quickly took a photo with her phone and as she did that, memories of having ginger hair started surfacing in her mind on top of the memories of brown hair. When she opened her camera roll to see the picture, she saw that in every photo of herself she had on her phone, she had curly ginger hair. Thousands of ideas appeared in her mind, she could make herself better in her eye, and could also make her dad’s life better too, as she thought about her father, an idea popped into her mind.

She sat back in her chair and went back to the first menu where she had typed the target of change, she deleted her name and typed:

“Julie Walters”

The same menus appeared and she clicked on “Location”, a map appeared on the screen which showed where Julie was, she clicked on her marker and a box appeared which had her location written on it. Mary deleted the written location and typed:

“The Changers room”

As she pressed enter, the same box which she wrote her special request in appeared, she thought about what to write, because she would have a hard time messing with her if Julie freaked out, she decided to type:

“Julie Walters is easy to faint when scared and won’t wake up for an hour”

Then she clicked proceed, she immediately turned behind to see Julie apparate from thin air, as she appeared she franticly looks around before fainting on to Mary’s bed.

“Time to make some changes,” said Mary as she returned back to the computer, “Now, let’s start by making sure you suffer within the boundaries of the system”

She clicked on mind and history to be greeted by a long text which had all of Julie’s memories written down as well as things she didn’t know such as how she had a twin brother but she ate him in the womb while both of them were still growing organisms. Mary first started by editing her memories. The new Julie Walters was not a poor college girl who married rich men to have plastic surgeries, the new Julie Walters was the daughter of a rich family who disowned her after she failed school and she started working as a maid. Mary deleted every bit of Julie’s memory about getting laid with men and using their money on her boobs, she instead replaced them with memories of learning how to clean, cook and take care of people while also having no sexual or romantic life. Mary essentially turned Julie The Golddigger into Julie The Maid. Then she wrote more new memories about how Mary and her father were the only people to hire her and therefore how grateful she was to them. Mary was fueled by anger while typing but she still had sanity and reason so she made sure to type that Julie was being paid a decent salary and that she was in no way on the edge of being broke, but she also added the fact that Julie was still paying college debt and she will continue paying for a long time. After she was done with her backstory, she clicked enter and then proceeded to see what had changed and what required more changing.

As she looked at Julie, Julie’s platinum blond hair started turning dark brown and shortened itself to shoulder length before being fashioned into a messy bun. Comically, Julie’s breasts, lips, and ass started deflating like balloons to the point that her body was close to being identical to Mary’s besides the fact that Julie was just a little curvier and taller. As Mary continued watching, she noticed that fat from Julie’s thighs started to move towards her upper body and disappear under the dress that currently looked too big for her. Her blue skin-tight dress with a large V cut to bring out her old boobs started to loosen up and divide into two pieces. The upper piece started to turn into a plain white shirt with long sleeves as buttons started appearing from the front, during this process Mary noticed that Julie was wearing very fancy lingerie which was now shrinking into a plain B cup white bra which then got covered by the shirt as it started to button up on its own. The lower part of the dress increased in length and turned to form a black pencil skirt to go with the shirt. Finally, her stilettos heels shrank as they become a pair of black kitten heel shoes. Mary was too busy looking at her clothes to notice that Julie’s face had also started to change in which her nose became larger and puffy, her eyebrows became a tad bit bushy and her lips were almost impossible to see now that all the filler had gone away.

Mary stood in shock as Julie had gone through a drastic change but she still felt like there was some space for more changes so she returned to her PC and looked through what else she could do, there were too many choices, she could make simple changes like height and weight and on top of that she could even give her a penis or make her deaf but she had a better idea. She wanted to make Julie feel what she felt when she came home with giant boobs and ass. Therefore her final edits were lowering her from B cup to AA cup and also adding a little bit of fat to her body. As she clicked to proceed and looked back at Julie, not much chained, the bump on her chest due to her boobs went down and she gained more fat in certain areas. Then she carried her outside to see that the room that they used as an office was now were their maid Julie slept, she put her on her bed and left.

Proud of what she did, she moved on to the second part of her plan, turning herself into someone which the new Julie would envy. She returned to the main menu and typed her name again to begin her evolution. She was happy with her hair so she did not do more edits on it but she had different ideas for her face, she didn’t want to change her eyes because they reminded her of her mother, so she instead changed her nose to be more slender and her lips to be more full but she made sure to not overdo it and make it look fake. As she clicked enter, once again the box popped up and she made sure to give herself dimples and freckles to go with her ginger hair. As she got up to watch the change, she saw her nose thinning as she felt a slight decrease in the amount of air she usually inhales, her lips start getting fuller and more voluptuous as memories of mastery over make-up also started flowing into her mind. Then she noticed the freckles slowly appearing on her face as she felt a weird tingling on her cheeks which she later noticed was her face adjusting to having dimples. As the changes ended, she noticed that a make-up table had appeared in her room full of makeup supplies.

She was in love with what she had done and this was just the beginning, her next step was to make her body into the body many would die to have. Her first order of business was to redistribute a portion of her fat in her waist to her chest which made her 3D model have a decent B cup but she knew she could do better so she went ahead and gave herself G cups which were 1 cup bigger than Julie’s and tripled their sensitivity. She didn’t want to have back problems so she made sure that her back muscles would be strong enough to never cause her any pain. her next step was to move on to her butt because her waist was already incredibly thin because of the redistribution she did. She made her butt bigger than what Julie’s used to be just to torture her more. Then she moved on to her thighs which she made to match her great ass. Lastly, she wanted to give herself some muscle which she did on top of making changes to her past manually so that she is the captain of her schools’ volleyball team. She pressed enter and the familiar box popped up once again, she had nothing else to add but purely for her enjoyment, she tripled her sex drive.

As she pressed proceed, her first change was the sudden burst of estrogen and the arousal and orgasm that came with it, she found herself on the floor as her body was burning up. She felt tingling on her chest as her mosquito bites called boobs started growing rapidly, she could feel them fill with fat as her nerves and nipples became more sensitive to the touch. She looked down at her sweatshirt to see that it no longer was oversized and fit her perfectly as the sweatshirts’ shoulders disappeared and it started to become a tube top as more and more of her perfectly thin waist and toned abs became visible. She saw her nipples erect like never before as her right went inside the tube top to cup one of her breasts as her other hand went down her pants and started rubbing her clit which had tightened and increased in sensitivity to accommodate her transformation. The blood and adrenaline rush did not end as her next change began, her ass started swelling up and becoming more full and round while memories of sexual encounters started filling her mind, she remembered the night she lost her virginity to Brian, the so-called sex king of the school and the captain of the basketball team who could not even make her climax, she remembered giving many blowjobs, telling her father she was over at Stacy’s studying while she was having her first of many threesomes, she remembered the night she spent discovering her sexuality while making out with Stacy, her girlfriend after volleyball practice. Flashing memories and feelings of orgasms, kisses, cocks ramming into her, her pussy stretching to its limits, her body filling with cum, having sex day after day, these only made her hornier as she started to masturbate harder and harder to the point that she felt all the muscles in her body cramp as everything came to a stop.

“Babe, are you ok?” said Stacy with genuine worry, “I don’t know what kind of genes god gave you or you inherited from your parents but your orgasms never end and I keep getting scared that you are having a heart attack”

“No, I’m ok, I’m just exhausted,” said Mary, new memories continuing to flush into her mind.

She was no longer living with her dad but with Stacy, in an apartment they had rented, this way they would always be together and always be there for each other, it also came with its sexual benefits of teasing one another during online classes and having sex afterward, it was a good thing she kept her smarts because she didn’t want to be a total bimbo and do nothing except sex. Of course, her change brought a few advantages to her future, she passed the class she had failed by giving her teacher some naughty pictures and she had also secured a job as a secretary in the firm her father worked in. She was at the balance of bombshell and genius, or so she thought.

New memories continued appearing in her mind, memories about how she came home late on many occasions due to her sexual activities and how her father got mad over and over, how she missed countless family dinners with cousins and aunts just to have more sex, how she embarrassed her father when she was caught having a foursome in a park during daylight, how she, the person her father cared about the most had broken his heart more than Julie ever did. She felt empty, the estrogen and adrenaline flowing through her veins were still at their peak but she felt nothing. She got up from the bed to go to the computer and delete everything she had written but the computer was in no shape to work. She didn’t know if she hit it while her transformation was taking place or during her sex session with Stacy but the computer was in ruins and so was her feelings

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23Apr2019
User Story - Age Regression
  • April 23, 2019
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The Clearing: A Short Story

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Sophie sat on the rock peacefully gazing over the small clearing she had discovered on her exploration of the local forest. It was a peaceful place and she was glad to have found something so naturally beautiful. She eyed a small stream, that seemed to head underground, in the back of the clearing. Her interest peaked she jumped off the rock and approached the small stream. The grass softened the sound of her booted feet’s footsteps as you moved. Sophie was a beautiful 24 year old who was going to the local college in the town outside of the forest, she was happy with life. Her body was thin but full of curves with her D cup breasts sitting on her chest. Finally reaching the stream Sophie crouched down and examined the strange stream, it seemed to be crystal clear water the flowed down into a cavern that seemed to be below her. Fully intrigued she debated giving the water a taste as it seemed to make her more thirsty the longer she stared at the mysterious water. Going against common sense she cupped her hands beneath the water and lifted the liquid to her lips and took a deep sip. The water tasting surprisingly fresh and quenched her thirst almost immediately. Satisfied with her discovery Sophie decided to head back to her apartment to relax for the day.

code.locoBy:
27Jan2017
User Story - AR & AP

Babality

BY ARWANDER1600

It has been some time since I have been on DA and while I have written a few stories I had never published any. Thus since my friend Areg said that although he does not like graphic descriptions, he did like this story. I hope that you all like it as well and that maybe someone could potentially make artwork of it!

Warning, This story contains strong sexual content, blowjobs, age regression, diapers, lactation, breastfeeding, transformation elements and unbirthing. You have be warned!

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Emily beamed with joy as she walked out of the video game store, she had just bought the last copy of Immortal Battles the 9th installment in the infamous fighting game series. Today was her boyfriend Jim’s birthday and she could not wait to play it with him and then since she had a new sexy cosplay, he could “finish him” later. Emily and Jim were both huge gamers and while Emily preferred playing mostly RPGs and Real Time Strategy games she loved the thrill of playing fighting games with Jim.

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1Oct2016
Stories
  • October 1, 2016
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Age TFs Volume 1- Anime Edition

3 different stories in one complication pack with the same theme of AP/AR in different series like Pokemon, Digimon and RWBY

Enjoy ^.^ I’ll try do more in the future, and please comment for feedback and what ideas would you to see me do

Pokemon- “Team Rocket Blunder”

One day, Ash and Serena were collecting fire wood for their campsite as they were on their way to the next gym and Serena’s next performance. The two kids were talking to each other as they collected the firewood.

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