"AUNT MILLIE's??!" Cindy's heart was racing, her eyes wide and breath
shallow as the horror of the words sunk in. "Mom!! Y-you can't be
serious!"
"Now, honey, it's only for a few weeks..."
"But MOM!" cried Cindy, her voice now a high childlike whine, "Just look
at me!! I can't go like THIS!!"
Mrs. Richards looked down at the distraught little figure before her.
The youth formula had worked all right - almost too well! Poor Cindy had
shrunk to the size of a child, her head now well below her mothers
shoulders, her little chest now perfectly flat! Over the past few days
Cindy had been mortified to find herself slowly regressing to the size
of an innocent little 9 year old, while her younger sister's nubile
adult body towered over her! She was now well below the age of puberty,
and was horrified to see her young woman's sexuality replaced by a
childish innocence - a flat chest, protruding child's tummy, bare vagina
and skinny little girl's bottom!
Being a little child at home around her precociously sexy little sister
was bad enough, but she just COULDN'T go to Aunt Millie's!! She knew the
family well - although they weren't any relation to the Richards', she
had spent so much time with them, they had gotten so close that Cindy
and Mrs Richards had come to calling her "Aunt."
Although she hadn't seen them since before she went to college - over 3
years ago - Cindy used to go almost every week to see Aunt Millie and
her three children all through her high school years, when she baby sat
her two younger children. Cindy shivered as she thought of how the
family would react to seeing herself - now a junior in college! - shrunk
to the size of a little girl!
The more she considered it, the worse it seemed - their bratty daughter
Missie would be about 8 years old, and Cindy realized with horror that
in her shrunken condition they might now be almost the same size! Cindy
used to baby sit Missie and her little baby brother Billie regularly -
and now they'd look just like little playmates!
But even worse was Missie's older brother Mark! Cindy had gotten to know
Mark - he was about her own age, and would sometimes stay and help her
during her baby sitting jobs - and she had become very fond of him over
the years. In fact, she had something of a crush on him. Cindy often
fantasized about their first kiss - a romantic embrace after one of
their late evenings baby-sitting the kids. Although it had been their
only intimate moment, it had grown into monumental proportions in
Cindy's mind, and often was the subject of her romantic daydreams. The
two exchanged friendly letters at Christmas and Valentines Day, fanning
Cindy's hope of romance, and she often daydreamed about seeing Mark
again. But not when she looked like this - not as an innocent little
child!!!
Mrs. Richards sat down and ran her hands through her little daughter's
pretty brown hair, smiling maternally at Cindy's distraught little
child's face. "Honey, I know it must be embarrassing for you, but we
simply have no choice! Your father and I both have to go on these
business trips - it's important for our careers! And you know you two
can't stay at home by yourselves." Cindy objected that she was now 21,
but her mother was adamant. "No, sweetie - I know you're in college, but
we have to face facts - you're physically just a child now. You're
simply too small to handle the household by yourself. And though Mary
looks mature, she's only 16. You two really need to have adult
supervision!"
"But MOM..." cried Cindy, her high child's voice cracking.
"I know, honey, I know..." smiled Mrs. Richards reassuringly. "You're
worried about Mark. Well don't - I checked, and Aunt Millie says he'll
be away - he's taking some extra summer courses at college! So you don't
have to worry about a thing! He's supposed to be away all summer, and I
bet you that by the time you see him, you'll be a grown up girl again!"
Cindy's little face burst into a big child's grin as she hopped up and
hugged her mom. "Gee, thanks Mom! You're the greatest!" But after a
moment she became thoughtful, moving away with a little pout on her
face, "But mom... It'll still be real embarrassing to have those kids,
Missie and Billie, see me all little like this! I'm so ashamed to have
to explain how I shrunk and everything..."
Suddenly, Cindy's face lit up as she remembered her experience at the
mall. "Hey, wait a minute! I know! - let's pretend I'm Mary and that
Mary's me! They haven't seen me for a long time, and they've never met
Mary before - I bet nobody would know the difference! And if its only
the kids, it doesn't matter - they wouldn't care anyway! It should work
- if we dress Mary up, I bet she would look like she could be in college
anyway - and the way I look now we could just tell them I'm her 9 year
old little sister!"
After they talked it through, Mrs. Richards agreed to go along with the
idea - it seemed to be a harmless little subterfuge, and if it spared
Cindy some embarrassment it would be worth it. Luckily, Mary was willing
to do her part, too - in fact she was thrilled at the idea! She thought
it would be really cool to pretend to be a grown up college girl, and
spent the next few days eagerly practicing for her role. With her mother
and little Cindy as her tutors, she learned how to put on makeup, and to
walk and dress like a mature young adult.
********
Even though her big worries about seeing Mark were addressed, the next
few days still very hard for little Cindy. She was always very sensitive
about her lack of development and, now that she had shrunk to a
pre-pubescent child, sharing the house with her sexy younger sister -
who as she perfected her makeup skills seemed to be getting more mature
every day - was mortifying for the little child-sized girl. Cindy hardly
went out at all - after her trip to the Mall she decided it was too
embarrassing to have people talk to her like she was a little child -
and so she ended up just sitting in front of the TV all day, watching
cartoons.
Mary on the other hand was having the time of her life - trying on new
dresses, parading her sexy body in front of the mirror, practicing her
makeup, painting her nails and often giggling uncontrollably as she
gaily practiced for her new role. Poor Cindy felt more envious than ever
of her younger sister's long legs, mature face, and fully-developed
figure, now accentuated by her sophisticated, adult clothes. Especially
after Cindy had helped her with her dress and makeup the effect could be
striking - she could have easily been mistaken for one of the sexy
cheerleaders at Cindy's college!
And Cindy realized that she had to start practicing her role, too! She
started wearing Mary's childish hand me down clothes, and even began
playing with dollies. The youth serum seemed to affect her demeanor as
well - Cindy sometimes caught herself talking and even thinking like an
immature little girl.
Even little every day things could be traumatic - like when Cindy
discovered she was too short to reach the breakfast cereal in the
kitchen cabinet, and had to go ask Mary for help. Or when Cindy walked
by her younger sister's bedroom and saw Mary's big bra lying on the
floor, realizing with a start that she was now much too young to need
one!
********
One afternoon the two girls decided to try a dry run - each dressing up
as the other before their big trip to Aunt Millie's. Mary helped little
Cindy into one of her old dresses - a floral print with a big frilly bow
in the front - that fit her skinny little child's body pretty well.
Meanwhile, Mary chose one of Mrs. Richard's sophisticated dinner dresses
- a striking low cut dark gray dress with a short skirt that really
showed off her long legs and mature figure.
After Mary went through a quick makeup session, the two girls stood
together before the full length mirror, Mary happily primping and
striking pose after sultry pose as she adjusted her dress and checked
her hourglass figure, while Cindy just stood flat footed, looking
forlornly at her little childish frame in her cute frilly print dress.
"Boy, just look at the two of us, Cindy!" exclaimed Mary, a huge grin on
her face "I think this is actually gonna work - we'll really have ëem
fooled! Nobody'd EVER believe you were really my older sister! Isn't
this just great?"
"Ummm, yeah, Sis - just g-great!" replied Cindy, a little less than
enthusiastically, as she jealously eyed her big younger sister's sexy
cleavage and long legs. She was beginning to wonder what on earth she
had gotten herself into!
********
One evening Cindy went into the bathroom to take a bath and found Mary
in the tub, her large sexy breasts like two big islands rising out of
the soapy water. Mary happily invited her sister to join her, sitting up
in the tub so that little Cindy could squeeze in, the warm bath water
dripping from her large perky breasts. Little Cindy, her flat little
child's body clad in only a towel, turned beet red with embarrassment as
she stammered an excuse and scampered back to her room. Later that
night, as she lay in bed, she tossed and turned - every time she closed
her eyes the vision of her nubile younger sister's big adult mammaries
rising from the water seemed to confront her. When she finally fell
asleep, Cindy had a funny dream - she dreamt she had turned into a baby
and was nursing at her mother's breasts. Little Cindy felt so warm and
comforted, so safe and protected... But it soon turned into a nightmare
- when she looked up at her mother's smiling face it changed into
Mary's!
********
It was at the end of another frustrating day when little Cindy felt she
really needed to see her mom - sometimes just being in her arms made
Cindy feel so much better. She entered her parents bedroom and was happy
to see her mother standing in the shadows, facing the mirror. Little
Cindy approached her from behind and wrapped her short arms around her
mother's big waist, leaning her little head against her mother's warm
body. As she held on tight, her mother's hand reached down and began
caressing her little head.
"Oh, mommy! It's so hard sometimes. I really hope I did the right think,
getting littler and all... This whole thing just seems to take forever!
Do you think I'll EVER get big again?" She held on tight, and snuggled
her head in towards her mother's warm body, as her mom's big arms
embraced the skinny little child.
"Mommy? If I stay little and never grow up again will you take care of
me always?" She heard the soft murmur of her mother's voice as she
gently agreed.
As Cindy held fast, burying her head in her mother's breasts, she
suddenly felt her mother giggling. Surprised, she broke free and stepped
back, looking up in confusion at the big adult. "M-mommy? What's funny,
mommy?"
"So now I'm your mommy? (giggle) Hey, I thought I was supposed to be
your big sister!"
It was all little Cindy could do to keep from screaming in horror! The
woman she was holding wasn't her mom - it was Mary! Her big sexy younger
sister was standing looking down at Cindy with a bright grin on her
face, giggling and laughing!
"Mary!!!! W-what are y-you doing h-here??"
"Oh, I was just trying on one of mom's dresses! Looks like it fits me
pretty well, too! Hey, I guess I really fooled you, huh?"
Poor Cindy was so shocked she could hardly speak! She looked up in
amazement at her big younger sister, her adult curves poured into her
mother's sophisticated low cut dress. As the little child wrestled with
her emotions, she began to feel an overpowering wave of helplessness, as
the emotional shock made her little body begin to tingle all over.
Suddenly she felt like her small, thin child's body was becoming even
smaller, as her sexy little sister seemed to grow before her!
"Cindy? Hey, are you all right? You look kind of scared..."
"N-no! No!" cried little Cindy as she turned and ran crying from the
room. The frightened child scampered into her bedroom, slamming shut the
door before she burst into tears. When she finally calmed down, she
noticed that her dress was looser than before, and the room seemed a
little bigger. Her little heart pounding with fright, she hurriedly took
out a tape measure and measured herself - she had shrunk another two
inches! She was now barely 4 feet 3 inches tall!
********
But soon the big day arrived, and the little family set off for Aunt
Millie's, little Cindy and Mary sitting in the back while their parents
drove. Mr. and Mrs. Richards were late for their plane, and so had only
enough time to drop off the two girls in Aunt Millie's driveway. As the
car pulled away, little Cindy took off running ahead of Mary, her little
legs bounding up the stairs to the house. She wanted to be sure she was
the first to introduce herself - so everybody would think SHE was really
9 year old Mary! She banged on the door and stood, her skinny little
child's body at attention as she smiled up expectantly at the door.
But to Cindy's horror, the door opened to reveal Mark! His smile froze
on his face as he looked down in confusion at the skinny little child on
his doorstep. "Well hello there, little girl! What can I do for you?"
Cindy's little mouth dropped open as her child's eyes popped wide, her
neck craned skywards. "Mark?? W-what are YOU d-doing here?"
Suddenly, Mary appeared behind Cindy and, smiling broadly, leaned over
to give Mark a kiss, her full breasts straining at her T-shirt and
brushing him on the chest. "Hi, Mark!" She grinned down at little Cindy
and laughed. "What's the matter? Didn't your mom tell you that little
Mary would be coming?"
Mark smiled, "Oh, Cindy? Is that you? Great to see you! Boy, you look so
different! - just look at you! You've really grown up!" He smiled down
at Cindy and grinned, "Sorry, Mary. I guess I thought you were one of
Missie's little friends."
"Yes, this is my little sister Mary - isn't she just the cutest little
thing?" grinned Mary, smiling down at little Cindy. Then she stepped
back from Mark, inviting him to look her over. "Well, what do you think
of me - have I changed much?"
Mark's eyes popped out as he regarded Mary, her stunning figure and long
legs highlighted by her cut off jeans, tight T-shirt and beautiful
smiling face. "Wow Cindy! I'll say you've changed! You always were kind
of little and immature before - but just look at you now! I'd never have
believed it! Boy - when we heard you guys were coming, Aunt Millie asked
me to change my plans so I could be here to see you - and I'm sure glad
I did!" Mark smiled down at little Cindy. "And its great to meet you,
too Mary. Boy, what do you think of your grown up big sister?"
Poor Cindy was mortified! She smiled up bravely at the two adults and
stammered. "Y-yeah, Mark. It's really something. S-she's really g-gotten
grown up!"
Mark grinned at the timid little child, and patted her on her head.
"Don't you worry, Mary! You're a very pretty little girl, too and I'm
sure you be growing up yourself real soon! Now why don't you run along
and get your things, while Cindy and I catch up on old times!" Little
Cindy looked up in silence, a confused expression on her little child's
face. "Go on!" encouraged Mark, "Missie is waiting for you upstairs! She
says she can't wait to play with you!"
Poor Cindy was in a confused daze as she scampered back down the steps
and got her suitcase. She kept looking back up to the doorstep to see
Mary and Mark chatting intimately. Mary looked so grown up in her tight
shorts and T-shirt, and Mark seemed to be really captivated by her,
giving her his full attention. And with her now having to play the
humiliating role of a little child in front of her old boyfriend, Cindy
was really wondering how she was ever going to survive this ordeal!
Mortified, Cindy hoped she could just try to be invisible and sneak past
the two young adults without further comment. It didn't help when Aunt
Millie, all 250 pounds of her, showed up with her bright red frizzy hair
and voice that could be heard a mile away. "Why look who's here!" she
practically screamed. "Could this be little Mary?"
"W-why, yes, Aunt Millie. T-that's me all right." smiled Cindy timidly,
looking up at the huge apparition towering over her.
"Well I want you to come stand right here so I can have a good look at
you!" roared Aunt Millie. "Come on! Don't be shy now!"
Little Cindy obediently scampered over and presented herself to the huge
redhead, as Aunt Millie loomed over her. "Well, aren't you getting to be
the big little girl! You know, it seems just like yesterday when your
mother was telling how me she was still changing your diapers! And now
just look at what a cute little girl you are!" She leaned over to smile
at Cindy's little face. "And just how old are you now, Mary?"
"Er, I-I'm 9 years old, Aunt Millie."
Suddenly Aunt Millie's face lit up as she looked behind Cindy. A sound
like a cross between an air raid siren and a foghorn emanated from her
as she stood up, her arms open wide. "And just look at THIS! Who on
earth could this grown up young lady be??!"
Cindy turned to see Mary standing behind her, a big grin on her
beautiful face as she reached over to hug Aunt Millie. "Hi Auntie! It's
me, Cindy!!"
Aunt Millie embraced Mary, then stood back to look her over. "Well, just
look at you! My, my, what a stunning figure you have young lady! Well, I
bet all the boys at college are just going crazy over you!!" She grinned
as she nudged Mary, "I hope you're not taken yet, Cindy - does my Mark
still has a chance with you?"
Mary just giggled and shrugged her shoulders.
Aunt Millie started up the stairs, the two girls following behind.
"Well, come on girls, lets go find your rooms! Now its going to be a
little crowded here, I'm afraid..." she pushed open a door, gesturing
inside to Mary. "we've only got the three bedrooms for you kids, and
Mark is keeping his, so Cindy, you'll take Billie's bedroom."
As Mary took her things into Billie's room, Aunt Millie continued, "...
and Mary, that means you'll have to share Missie's bedroom with Missie
and Billie. Hope you three don't mind, but I thought it was best to keep
the young children together and let the adults have their privacy." She
smiled down at Cindy, "Is that all right, Mary?"
"Sure. I-it's fine, Aunt Millie" smiled Cindy bravely.
Aunt Millie pushed open the door. "Well, here we are!! Missie, Billie,
look who's here! It's your little friend Mary!!" Cindy forced a bright
smile to her face as the two children approached. She realized with a
start that Missie was now almost as tall as she was! And little 5 year
old Billie, who was barely out of his diapers last time she saw him, was
now above her shoulder height! Smiling self consciously, she felt so
little and funny, standing together with the young children she used to
baby sit!
"Hiya, Mary!" smiled Missie casually, the cute little brown haired girl
barely giving her a glance before she returned to her book. "This is my
room, so don't touch anything unless you ask first. Now I'm keeping my
bed, and Billie is going to be sleeping on the bottom bunk, so that
means you get the top. Just put your stuff over there."
"Er, t-thanks, Missie." smiled Cindy uneasily, as she dragged her big
suitcase inside.
Cindy had just enough time to get her things in order before Aunt
Millie's foghorn voice blared out again. "Dinner's ready in ten minutes!
I want everybody dressed and down here pronto!!!"
As the other children got ready, little Cindy pulled on one of Mary's
old hand me down dresses, a cute white frilly dress with red bows on it.
She finished up and had just stepped out into the hall, when suddenly a
door opened and Mary's smiling adult face appeared. "Oh hi, Cindy! Good
- you're all ready for dinner. Well, don't you look nice and dressed up
tonight!"
Cindy couldn't help staring up open mouthed at her sultry younger
sister! Mary was wearing another one of Mrs. Richard's sophisticated
dinner dresses - a striking "little black dress" that clung to her
hourglass figure like a second skin, her mature curves and deep cleavage
well displayed by the revealing outfit. She seemed to tower over Cindy,
too - she was wearing a pair of new three inch high heels that augmented
her statuesque figure and beautiful long legs, and made little Cindy
feel even smaller and more childlike than ever!
"Gee, t-thanks, Sis. You l-look just g-great, too!" replied Cindy in her
little high child's voice, as she followed her big younger sister's sexy
rear and long legs through the hallway and down the stairs.
Continued in Part 3