CAUTION: This story has what might be labeled Incest as a small girl is
transformed into her Mother and has sex with her Father. If this subject
matter is revolting to you please read no further.
part 1.
Little Melissa Mitchel waited impatiently for the door to open. She
and her Daddy, Tom Mitchel had come over to her favorite uncles house, but
Uncle Dennis wasn't home. Being 7 years old, Melissa didn't have much
patience, and kept knocking at the door, while her Daddy, Tom looked at his
watch.
Tom had an important call he needed to make, and had been planning
to make it from his brothers phone, but was disappointed to find Dennis
wasn't home. He shouldn't be surprised he thought, since he hadn't told
Dennis he was coming over. Finally giving up hope that someone might be
home, Tom remembered that Dennis kept the spare key under a lawn gnome
near the door.
Briefly, he felt guilty for going into his Dennis's home when Dennis
wasn't around, but he figured it was only for a minute, and he really had to
make that call, or he might lose out on an important business deal. Quickly,
he headed to the phone to make the call, while Melissa roamed around the
house.
Melissa was a bit surprised to find some little girls clothes on the
floor, and wondered if Uncle Dennis was getting them for her as a present.
Happily she decided, that was what they were for. Then she decided to look
in the kitchen and see if there was any candy she could get. Uncle Dennis
always had candy for her. She didn't find any, which disappointed her, but
she wasn't tall enough to reach all the cupboards.
Running back out, Melissa saw something hanging off the edge of the
dinner table. When she went closer, she saw that it was a chain. It was a
pretty necklace with an angel on it, and she picked it up, admiring it. She
put it on, liking the way it looked, then went back to her Daddy, who was
just finishing up his phone call.
After hanging up, her Daddy said "Common Melissa, we'd better be
going", and went to the door. Forgetting that she was wearing the necklace,
Melissa ran after her Daddy, once again disappointed that Uncle Dennis
wasn't home.
Her Daddy dropped Melissa back home, and had to go to work,
leaving Melissa with to eat dinner alone with her Mommy. After dinner,
Melissa went to her room, trying to decide what to play. While trying to
decide to play dollys, house or draw pictures, she remembered that she was
still wearing the necklace from Uncle Dennis's. She didn't think that he'd
mind though. She decided she'd give it back to him the next time she saw
him, but would ask him if she could keep it. She was sure that he'd let her,
since he was always a nice uncle.
Taking it off, she tossed the necklace onto her bed. She had settled
on playing dolls, when her Mommy, Margaret poked her head in the door.
"How's it going sweatie" her Mommy asked her.
"I'm fine Mommy", Melissa said, holding up a Ken doll. "Wanna
play with me?"
"I'm afraid I can't dear" Margaret looked down at Melissa with a
worried look on her face. "My friend Sharon was just in a car accident, and
I need to go get her" Melissa listened as her Mommy told her "I'll be gone
for a couple of hours, and Mrs. Bennet next door will keep an eye on you"
Margaret came the rest of the way into the room and bent over kissing
her daughter on the forehead. "She'll check in on you, and will be right next
door if you need her for anything" Margaret had a hard time leaving Melissa
home alone, even with Mrs. Bennet right next door, but it was rather late
notice to find any kind of sitter. Reluctantly, she headed out the door. "Be
good honey, and go to bed at 7 O Clock. Bye bye" And she walked out the
door.
Melissa watched with excitement from her window as her Mommy
walked out the apartment building door, several stories below, and went to
her car. Wow, she thought, I get to stay home by myself. Melissa looked
down at her dolls, and changed her mind, deciding to play dress up instead.
She ran into her parents bedroom, where she knew she wasn't supposed to
be playing.
Sometimes her Mommy had let her play dress up, with some of her
clothes, and the thought of being able to dress up in any of Mommy's
clothes without Mommy being around was exciting for Melissa. She didn't
even stop to consider that she might get in trouble later, as she climbed into
the closet, and pulled out one of her Mommy's dresses.
After getting the oversized dress draped over her, Melissa stood in
front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. She tried putting on a pair of
Mommy's shoes, and stood very wobbly, trying to walk in them. Having a
lot of fun, Melissa tried on another one of Mommy's dress's, and one of
Mommy's old hats.
Walking around the house, nearly tripping over the dress, Melissa
started to pretend that she was a Mommy and was playing house, but got
bored and went back into the bedroom, wanting to change again. Looking
into the mirror, she decided she didn't look grown up enough.
"I know" she said to herself, "grown ups wear jewelry and make up"
With a clumsy and inexperienced hand, she caked some of her Mommy's
makeup on her cheeks, and around her eyes, then smeared a thick coating of
lip stick on. Looking into the mirror again, admiring the results, she was
oblivious to the fact that she looked like a circus clown.
Knowing next that she needed jewelry, she started to look at
Mommy's, but those necklaces were too small. She liked the one from
Uncle Dennis's better, and went to her room to get it. Admiring the pretty
angel on the front of it, she slipped it over her neck, and felt a funny tingle
that she ignored.
Looking in the mirror again, she thought that the necklace and
makeup made her look more grown up. She walked around, but finding the
shoes too large to really walk in, left them on the floor. She came back a
few minutes later, and saw that she looked even bigger and more grown up.
She liked that.
She hadn't noticed that she had grown 6 inches taller already, and her
shoulder length haircut was slowly getting a little longer. Her own clothes
underneath her mothers were getting tight and uncomfortable, so she slipped
them off, and immediately put the oversized dress back on, not ready to give
up playing dress up just yet.
Looking into the mirror again, making sure her dress was on right
again, it finally dawned on Melissa that she'd been changing. She saw how
much bigger and grown up she looked and thought that was great. She
stood staring at herself in great amazement as she saw herself grow more and
more.
She felt her chest beginning to tingle then, and felt them begin to
grow. This made her curious, and she put her hands on them, feeling how
funny they felt. She knew that grown up girls, and Mommy's all had them,
and that she would probably get some one day, but having them grow on her
all at once surprised her. She was delighted though, as they got larger, even
though they felt really funny. Sort of like she had jello inside her boobies
she decided.
The dress became a bit more tight and comfortable around her, and
she had to shift her position a bit to fit in it comfortably, now that her body
was changing. Slowly, she realized that she saw her Mommy in the mirror.
So this is how little girls become grown ups, she decided. They wear grown
up clothes and makeup. This excited her, and she danced around, and
started running thought he house, amazed by how much smaller everything
was. She felt like a giant. She ran around, touching things that were always
too high for her to get too, and opening all the cupboards that she couldn't
normally reach. Jumping up, she was even able to touch the ceiling, which
made her giggle.
Her fun lasted for awhile, but the dress felt too uncomfortable on her,
and her big boobies kept shaking all over when she ran around and jumped.
She didn't like them shaking like that, and wondered how Mommy's could
handle them. Going back to the bedroom, she took the dress off and left it
on the floor, and stared at her nude adult body in the mirror.
She saw her Mommy's face in the mirror, with makeup smeared all
over it. She saw her big boobies, and her Mommy's long dark brown hair.
She held up her hands and was delighted to see the sort of long fingernails
instead of her own that she'd kept biting short. She was most curious to
find that her private area was all covered with hair. That seemed funny.
Does that mean I have to get a haircut there, she wondered.
Staring at her face, she realized what a mess the makeup was, and
how ridiculous it made her look. She'd never seen Mommy wearing
makeup like that. Going to the bathroom, she washed all the makeup off and
came back out again. She didn't feel right running around naked, and
wanted to get dressed. It took her several minutes though before she realized
she wouldn't fit into any of her own clothes anymore, and would have to
wear her Mommy's.
She was going to put on a shirt first, but remembered her big boobies
and how much they shook. She tried to think about that, and remembered
that Mommy always wore a bra. Excitedly she pulled one out of the drawer,
and started putting it on, finding that she put it on easily, like she'd done it
before. She didn't find this odd though.
Dressing up was fun though, and she decided to put on one of
Mommy's nice white shirts. It was a bit warm though, so she left the top
two buttons undone, showing a generous amount of cleavage, without
realizing it. She wanted to keep playing dress up, and dress up nicely, so
she found a short black shirt in the back of the closet and put it on.
She looked in the mirror, and for some reason the image didn't look
right. Not sure why, she pulled a pair of stockings out of a drawer, and
started putting them on. She rolled them up her legs, without putting any
runs in them, seeming to know instinctively how to put them on right. Then
she decided she needed shoes, and grabbed the pair of black high heeled
shoes she'd tried wearing earlier, and put them back on, delighted at how
well they fit.
She took a few steps around, and felt a little wobbly, but it was a lot
easier now that the shoes fit her, and within several minutes she was walking
around in the high heels with ease. She looked into the mirror again and
clapped her hands in excitement. Noticing that her hair was messy, she
grabbed her Mommy's brush out of the bathroom and started brushing her
hair, until it looked nice.
Looking down at her fingernails again, she realized that she should
have nail polish on. All grown up women did. Carefully she started
painting her fingernails a bright red, amazed at how easy it was to put the
polish on. She held her fingers apart, blowing on them to get them to dry,
and without knowing it, using the same movements and gestures her mom
made doing the same thing.
When the nails were dried, she admired them, and then went to work
putting on makeup again, thinking that he face looked kind of bare without
it. With an expert hand she applied it, though she had only been able to
smear it just a short time earlier. She looked at the results in the mirror with
pride, thinking "This is how it is supposed to look" Then she put the final
bit of the makeup on. She took a bright red lipstick she'd found in her
Mommy's makeup drawer and carefully put it on.
When she had finished she puckered up, and blew a kiss at her
reflection, loving how the lipstick looked kind of shiny. She licked her lips,
finding them kind of waxy and tasting funny with the lip stick on.
Finally, she decided to put on jewelry. She looked down at the
medallion lying on the floor where she'd left it after taking her own clothes
off, and thought how dumb it looked. Going to her Mommy's jewelry box,
she pulled out a pair of ear rings that dangled a little, and had small diamonds
on them. She remembered seeing her Mommy wear these ones only on big
dates with Daddy. They looked nice, so she put them on, slipping them
through the small holes that had appeared in her ear lobes. Next was a
necklace, with an emerald set in silver, with several small diamonds set to
the sides. Daddy gave this one to Mommy for their anniversary, and Melissa
liked the way it looked.
Melissa continued her decorations, putting a nice thin ladies watch
that dangled a little on her wrist, and then a gold bracelet on each wrist.
Finally Melissa put several rings on, with her hands seeming to know how
best to put them on and what fingers to slide them over.
When Melissa was finished, she stood admiring herself in the mirror,
enjoying how grown up she looked, and how nice, without quite realizing
how sexy she looked.
Hearing a knock on the front door, Melissa wondered who it could
be, and went over to check. The door opened and Mrs. Bennet from next
door walked in. "Hi Mrs. Bennet" Melissa said as soon as she saw her.
Mrs. Bennet saw Melissa standing there, dressed up nicely and
looked surprised. "Oh, Margaret, I didn't know you were back already.
You should have let me know when you got back"
"Um,..O.K." Melissa said, beginning to realize that Mrs. Bennet
thought she was her Mommy.
Closing the door back behind her, Mrs. Bennet called out "Good
night Margaret" smirking, and thinking Margaret was planning something
special with her husband.
Melissa giggled, and clapped. Mrs. Bennet thought she was her
Mommy. She decided to play pretend, and pretend she was her Mommy.
She walked through the house, talking to her imaginary husband, and
daughter, but got bored since there wasn't anyone else to talk back.
She went back to the kitchen and opened up all the cupboards that
were normally way to high for her to get to. Inside one of them she found a
bottle full of yellow juice, and she carefully read Southern Comfort on the
front. Wondering what this juice tasted like, and why it was up so high, she
poured a lot of the juice into a cup, then took a long drink from it.
She started coughing and gagging. The stuff tasted real funny, and
felt really warm going down her throat and made her stomach warm. That
was funny. She didn't like the taste, but she wanted to see if it made her
feel warm again when she drank it, so she took another long drink, choking
again, and feeling a little drool in her mouth. She was delighted to feel her
belly being warm.
Giggling, she finished off the cup, then put the bottle away. That
was a funny juice she thought. Then she wondered why her Mommy never
gave her any before. Probably because it tastes so gross she decided. She'd
already had enough of the warm belly, but she didn't like the taste, and
Melissa decided not to drink any more of that juice.
She giggled again, feeling a little warm still from the juice, and a little
bit dizzy. She looked down at the clock and saw that it was already 8:17,
and that she'd missed her bedtime. She giggled, thinking I'm a grown up
now, so I don't have a bed time.
Going back to her room, she began to play dollys, but after a minute,
she put them down. They weren't any fun, and seemed so childish, which
didn't make any sense to her since she always played with with them. She
decided that since she was a grown up, she couldn't play with little girl toys
anymore. This saddened her a bit. "I wonder what grown ups play with"
she mused to herself. Walking back out of her room, she turned the light
off, and went back to the living room.
After a few minutes, Melissa heard the door open again, and thinking
it was her Mommy getting back, got a little nervous, afraid of what her
Mommy would say when she saw Melissa all dressed up and grown up.
Getting up, she stood waiting, and saw that it was her Daddy coming home.
She got a little embarrassed, as he saw her. He was looking at her in a
funny way, which made Melissa feel kind of uncomfortable.
"Margaret", her Daddy said to her in a funny voice, "You look
gorgeous"
Melissa giggled, surprised that Daddy thought she was Mommy.
She'd expected him to know who she was right away.
"Where's Melissa at?" He asked, curious that his wife would do this
with Melissa still in the house.
"Asleep" Melissa said, not wanting to go to bed right away. This was
fun. She decided to play Mommy now. Since she had tricked Mrs. Bennet,
she wanted to see if she could trick her Daddy too. Her Daddy came over to
her, and held her tight and started kissing her. Without realizing it, Melissa
opened, her mouth, kissing back as if it were the most natural thing to her.
It felt really good she thought. She felt her boobies beginning to tingle a bit,
and her privates felt kind of funny. Daddy pulled his mouth away from
hers, and Melissa couldn't help but stare into her Daddy's face. For some
reason, Daddy didn't look quite the same. She realized that it was because
she was really big now, and he was the same size he always was. A thought
struck her, just how handsome her Daddy was.
Tom was amazed at his gorgeous wife. She usually wouldn't do
anything at all if Melissa was within the house. He certainly wasn't about to
complain though.
Tom bent over, kissing his wife deeply, not knowing that she wasn't
quite who he thought she was. She responded, hesitantly at first, then very
enthusiastically. He thought he smelled a bit of alcohol on her breath, and
wondered if had been because she was trying to loosen herself up enough to
try this with Melissa in the house.
Carefully he lead her to their bedroom, vaguely noticing clothes
scattered on the floor. "Margaret certainly has been busy" he briefly thought
to himself as started reaching for her shirt.
Melissa curiously let her Daddy take her to the bedroom, feeling really
funny. Her boobies felt really tingly and nice, and her privates were warm,
and she thought a little wet. She hoped she wasn't peeing herself. That
would be really embarrassing, and she hadn't done that in a long time.
Slowly her Daddy pulled off her shirt, and started rubbing her
boobies. They felt really, really good, and Melissa gasped in surprise. She
barely noticed that her Daddy had already started undoing her bra, and was
kissing her boobies.
"God I love your boobs" he muttered. She wondered, was that what
grown ups called boobies. Boobs. "Such a great pair of tits" he muttered
again, this time licking the nipples. She felt them being really hard and
feeling good, and liked what her Daddy was doing. "Let me lick your
nipples more honey" she barely heard him saying.
She was slightly curious, hearing these new names for her boobies,
and wondering why grown up called them these things. She tried thinking
about them as boobs. "Yes" she decided, "I like my boobs" She giggled as
her Daddy started licking down to her belly, "and my tits, and my nipples"
she decided.
Her Daddy started licking her private area, and Melissa was groaning
in pleasure, unable to believe how good this all felt. "You have such a
sweet tasting pussy" her Daddy said to her. She realized with pleasure, that
Pussy was what grown ups called their private areas.
The warmth and pleasure in her "pussy" made her wriggle, and it kept
getting better as her Daddy kept licking her. She felt some sort of tension
building as well, and it kept getting stronger and stronger, then suddenly it
felt like it exploded inside her.
Melissa screamed in surprise, unable to believe how good that felt.
Her whole body felt like it was warm and tingly, and all felt really good.
She just laid there, amazed at how she felt, trying to come to terms with how
much her world had suddenly changed.
She looked up again, and saw that her Daddy was pulling off his
pants, and saw that he has something sticking out of his privates. She
looked in amazement, seeing that his privates weren't at all like hers or
Mommy's. She wondered, was this what made boys different from girls? It
looked king of funny. It was sort of like a hot dog, and was sticking out,
slightly upwards. Curiously, she stared at it, never having seen one before.
Her Daddy noticed her staring, and said "My dick's really hungry
right now" in a funny voice. She got nervous for a second, wondering it
that thing on him was going to eat her. He said it was hungry. She noticed
that he called it a "dick" then realized that boys had dicks and girls had
pussy's.
She couldn't take her eyes off it, and he smiled saying "So, you
wanna try tasting it." Curiously, she nodded her head, willing to try. He
seemed a little surprised, but moved over a bit, and motioned her to him.
Melissa went over, and got onto her knees as he sat on the bed. Wondering
what it tasted like, she slowly bent over and licked the head of the dick. It
tasted kind of like normal skin. A little salty. That wasn't so bad, so she
started to lick it more, going further down it.
Her Daddy moaned, and she sat up, worried for a second that she
was hurting him, but he smiled down at her, looking really happy. She went
back down, putting the end of it into her mouth this time, and her Daddy
seemed to like that better, so she started moving forward, getting as much
into her mouth as she could. She felt it shake a little, and she tasted
something really salty in her mouth, and in surprise, swallowed most of it.
The dick got a little smaller and started sagging, and she looked at her
Daddy in surprise. She wiped some of the stuff off of her chin, and her
Daddy said "Honey, that was incredible for your first blow job." Melissa
smiled, pleased at the praise.
Then her Daddy started rubbing at her boobs again, getting her feeling
really good again. And her pussy started feeling really warm and wet. He
kept at it for awhile, and licked her pussy again. Melissa couldn't keep
herself from moaning as he did it. Then he stopped, and she noticed that his
dick was big and standing up again. He bent over, putting it close to her
pussy. Curious about what he was going to do, Melissa watched.
By this point, Melissa was completely overcome with desire, and was
amazed when her Daddy suddenly put his dick inside of her. She thought it
felt incredible. He started pushing in and out, and each time, Melissa started
moaning, unable to believe how good it felt. Melissa couldn't tell how long
this lasted, but it seemed to last forever. She felt herself burst with pleasure
again, and one more time. She felt something gooey come inside her body,
and guessed that this was the same stuff that she had tasted in her mouth.
She felt her Daddy pull his dick out, and she fell back exhausted.
Laying still, she felt all warm and good, but she felt really wet
around her legs, and started worrying that she'd peed herself. Her Daddy
turned over to her, saying "I still can't believe you swallowed my cum", then
he turned over and went to sleep.
Melissa laid there for awhile longer, wide awake but tired. She knew
she should go back to her own bed, but she felt too good to move. She'd
slept with her Mommy and Daddy before, and knew that Mommy wouldn't
mind her being here, but she curiously wondered where Mommy was going
to fit, since she was taking up so much room now.
She thought about how good her Daddy had made her feel, but didn't
quite feel right thinking of him as Daddy anymore. For some reason, it
didn't seem right. She decided to call him Tom, like Mommy did. She
thought that sounded better. Finally, she fell asleep, curled up next to Tom.
part 2.
After getting Sharon to the hospital, Margaret waited around, making
sure everything checked out all right. Sharon had broken her arm, and had
been bruised pretty good, but overall she was lucky to be in such shape with
as bad as her accident had been. It took a bit longer than Margaret had
planned once she finally got Sharon home, and into bed, and she was still
worried about Sharon, so decided to hang around for a few hours more, just
to be on the safe side.
While waiting on the couch, Margaret nodded off to sleep, then
jumped awake again, noticing that she'd accidentally slept for several hours.
It was already nearly 3 AM. In a rush, Margaret went out to her car,
thinking that Tom must be worried silly that she wasn't home yet.
Margaret got home quickly, and tried to be quiet when she came in the
door, not wanting to wake Tom up just yet. Wanting to check on Melissa,
Margaret opened her daughters bedroom door a crack, and looked in. She
was a little surprised to notice that Melissa wasn't in her bed, and it didn't
even look slept in. Getting a little worried at first, Margaret calmed herself
down, convincing herself that Melissa was probably sleeping in her bed,
having gone to bed lonely.
Cracking the door to her own bedroom open, Margarets guess
seemed to be right as in the dim light she saw two shapes lying on the bed.
Looking down next to the door though, she saw some of Melissa's clothes,
and some of her own scattered around. Tired, and very annoyed, Margaret
bent over, picking up Melissa's clothes, to put them in the dirty clothes
hamper.
While picking up one of Melissa's socks, Margarets hand brushed
against something hard and metallic. She picked it up, feeling that it was
some sort of necklace. She held it in the dim light, and it looked like a
child's toy necklace. Drooping it over her neck for a minute so she could
pick up the clothes, she walked out of the room, carrying the small pile of
clothes to the hamper. She didn't notice as the clothes rubbed up against the
medallion around her neck.
Leaving the medallion next to the hamper, Margaret yawned and
decided to go to bed. She'd been awake for far too long already.
Margaret began to crawl into bed, but saw that there wasn't room.
She bent over, to shake the shape on the bed, and was horrified to find her
hands touching another woman's breast. Margaret screamed in surprise.
Tom woke up to the sound of a scream, and sat up in bed. He'd gone
to bed happy, and immediately remembered the blow job his wife had given
him the night before. It had surprised him when she'd agreed since he'd
asked her numerous times before, and she had always refused, saying it was
gross.
When he heard the scream, he had to shake his head trying to clear it
so that he could think. The light came on, nearly blinding him, and he saw
Margaret standing over next to the light switch, with a look of anger and
confusion on her face. Then Toms hand felt someone next to him, and he
turned his head, only to see, Margaret sitting up and yawning.
Tom was confused, and jumped out of bed, head turning from one
Margaret to the other. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Obviously
he was still dreaming since his wife couldn't be in two places at once.
At the door, Margaret's rage at finding her husband sleeping with
another woman turned to shock, when this woman sat up. It took several
seconds for Margaret to realize that this woman looked exactly like her. She
stared at this woman with her face, with her mouth open, completely
confused and in shock.
Then this woman looked at her and smiled. "Hi Mommy"
The words sent a massive shock through Toms system. "Melissa?"
he heard the Margaret by the door answer in disbelief.
"Uh, huh" The Margaret on the bed hopped up, standing fully naked,
then ran to the one by the door and hugged her. The one by the door looked
to shocked too move or respond at all.
After a few minutes, Melissa told them that when she was playing
dress up and started to change. She had been playing house when Tom came
home. Neither Margaret or Tom could believe this, but what other
explanation was there.
In horror, Tom realized that he'd just slept with his own daughter,
who also gave him the best blow job in his life. Putting his head down into
his hands, Tom tried to get hold of himself.
Then, he looked up again, and it dawned on him that his daughter,
since that was who she claimed to be, had called him Tom, and not Daddy
like usual. Thinking about it, he realized that she certainly didn't move like
a little girl either, and had moved, and used the gestures of an adult woman.
At least some of her gestures, since he did notice a few that were rather
childish. But other than that, she was moving a lot like the real Margaret did.
He looked over at the real Margaret, about to mention this when he
noticed that she was nearly 5 inches shorter, and her clothes were beginning
to get loose. Horrified, he pointed this out. Margaret looked down at
herself in shock, noticing that Tom was right. She'd been so caught up
thinking about Melissa's suddenly changing, that she hadn't noticed she'd
started too.
Horrified, she ran to the mirror, seeing herself looking years
younger, and looking more so every minute. She watched as in minutes she
changed to what looked like a 15 year old, with her clothes hanging over her
frame loosely.
While Tom and Margaret watched this change in horror, Melissa was
fascinated. Watching her Mommy slowly get smaller and younger seemed so
interesting. She wondered how that happened. She knew she turned into a
grown up because she was dressing up in grown up clothes, but her
Mommy was getting smaller, and hadn't even been wearing little girl clothes.
After a short while, it became extremely obvious that Margaret was
turning into a copy of Melissa. Margaret started crying, and had to get out of
her now oversized clothes. She looked at herself naked in the mirror,
horrified and shocked to see the image of her cute 7 year old daughter staring
back at her. Her breasts which she had been so proud of, despite their slight
beginning sag, weren't even there anymore. It was horrifying enough to
find out that her own daughter had slept with her husband, but this as well
was more than she could handle.
Finally she had to pull herself away from the mirror, and reluctantly
realized that she'd have to get dressed in Melissa's clothes. As Margaret
dressed, Melissa watched feeling smug.
None of them even suggested going back to sleep, and they sat in the
living room, listening as Melissa repeated what had happened to her in detail
for the fifth time. They asked questions, but couldn't find any answers.
Margaret tearfully said she didn't know what could have happened, and that
she'd only taken Melissa's clothes to the hamper, then touched Melissa.
They began to suspect that somehow, whatever effected Melissa might be
contagious.
Tom was worried, and kept staring at his hands, looking for any
signs of changing. But when another hour passed and nothing happened to
him as well, he began to calm down.
Margaret began noticing that Melissa was calling Tom by his name,
which angered her, but she wasn't in a position right there to do anything
about it. She also noticed that Melissa wasn't acting quite like a little girl
should, and was walking in her now adult body gracefully, as if were the
most natural thing. Jealousy as well as disgust and shock ran through her as
she began noticing that Melissa kept touching Tom, and that she'd been
giving him looks of undisguised lust. When she glared at Melissa, she had
just smirked back. Margaret become determined that she had to find a way
to change them both back, before Melissa did anything more that she
shouldn't.
What Margaret didn't notice, was that her own speech was slowly
changing. She had started using simpler and easier words without realizing
it. And she had been kicking her feet back and forth a little against the edge
of the couch, just as Melissa had tended to do at times. This didn't excape
Tom's worried notice though.
As the day went on, Tom kept forgetting that it was Margaret in
Melissa's body and, kept calling her Melissa, just has he kept slipping and
calling Melissa by her mothers name. None of them was very comfortable,
though Melissa seemed to find the situation funny. In a way, she was kind
of glad that her Mommy had been turned into a little girl. That way, she had
Tom all to herself
Tom had decided that he couldn't afford do go to work with the
situation as it was, and called in saying his wife was sick. Around lunchtime
though, they called him at home, asking about a project of his, and he
reluctantly had to go to the office to drop off some papers. "I'll only be gone
for half an hour or so" he told Margaret and Melissa as he left.
Margaret, having noticed the way Melissa had been staring at Tom
finally confronted her, believing that somehow, Melissa was really behind
the changes. Melissa stood staring down at her mother in amusement,
realizing that her little Mommy had no power over her now. Angry,
Margaret hit Melissa, acting out with the impulses of a child.
Melissa barely felt Margaret hitting her leg, but she got angry
anyway. She remembered that she was spanked when she was bad, and her
Mommy was definitely being bad.
Grabbing the now child sized Margaret, Melissa started spanking her
on the bottom, and in rage and humiliation, Margaret howled out loud.
Finally Melissa stopped, and left the sobbing child sized Mommy on the
floor, realizing how powerless she now was.
Returning home, Tom was unaware of the situation that had happened
between his wife and daughter just a little earlier, and Margaret, feeling
humiliated, wasn't about to admit to him that she'd been spanked by her
own daughter.
For dinner, they had some fast food, Margaret being neither in the
mood to cook, or tall enough to reach most of the supplies. Reluctantly,
they had been forced to realize that this situation might be permanent, with
left Tom and Margaret feeling greatly depressed, and Margaret going into
their bedroom pouting, which was the only word Tom could describe it as.
Finally bedtime had arrived, but the sleeping arrangements were
rather confused. Melissa wanted to sleep with Tom, and have a repeat of the
night before, while Margaret demanded that Melissa sleep on the couch since
she could no longer fit in her own bed. Finally, Tom suggested they all
share the bed, like they'd done before. Neither of the girls was happy about
this, but Tom wasn't about to go to bed alone with his daughter again, and it
was either that or he'd sleep on the couch.
The next day went much like the one before, with Margaret settling
deeper into depression, and taking on more childlike attitudes without
realizing it. Several times Tom had to rebuke her for small things like
leaving things left out on the floor where people could trip over them.
Getting a little bored, Margaret walked around the house, wanting to go out
and do something, but stopped by being in the form of a child. When she
walked past the hamper, she noticed the necklace next to it where she'd left it
the night before. She'd forgotten all about it.
Curiously, she picked it up, seeing what looked like a faery engraved
on the surface. She began to think that it looked rather pretty, and slipped it
around her neck, unaware that these were a child's viewpoints, and not
realizing that her opinions had changed from the night before.
As it got dark, Margaret started to get a bit temperamental, and Tom
realized that she was very tired, not having gotten much sleep, and that she
was in a little girls body that wasn't used to staying up late. Cautiously
Tom was about to suggest that she go get some sleep, when he noticed the
medallion around her neck. Curious, he asked if he could see it and
Margaret held it out to him, while still around her neck.
When Tom held it in his hand, he was sure that he felt a slight tingle,
then let go. Within several minutes, it was noticeable that both he and
Margaret were changing. He felt himself getting smaller and his clothes
looser, while Margaret grew. Slowly they changed, and each watched in
fascination and horror, though Tom's horror was much greater as he
suddenly realized he was changing into a little girl, while Margaret felt a little
relieved, knowing at least that she was becoming an adult again.
Half an hour later, their transformations were completed, and each
stood looking as the other had just a little while earlier. Tom looked in the
mirror, disgusted to see the image of his daughter staring back. Then he
realized he had to go to the bathroom, and reluctantly made his way there.
He tried to avoid looking at his new genital area, though he'd seen in many
times on his daughter. He couldn't believe he now had it. He found the
sense of relief from going to the bathroom this way the same, even if it felt a
little different in the way it came out.
Running back to Margaret, they both stared at the medallion, realizing
that this was responsible for all the changes. Tom picked up the medallion,
which Margaret had left on the floor during her own change, and held it in
his hand, trying to figure out how to activate it and turn them back.
Melissa who had watched the transformations in amused curiosity,
was delighted to see Tom having turned into a little girl, thinking how funny
it was. Excitedly, Tom said "We can use this to change us back to the way
we should be"
Horrified, Melissa realized what this meant. No more having her
pussy licked, and no more of those good feelings. It would be back to
being a little girl again. "NO!!" she said, tearing the medallion out of Toms
startled hands, and running to the nearest window, where she threw the
medallion to the streets several stories below.
"Oh no!!" both Tom and Margaret responded in shock, and began
running for the door to go down and get it. Margaret was right out, while
Tom, in his now smaller child's body, had to follow behind a bit slower.
Unfortunately, upon getting to the street, they didn't see the medallion
anywhere. Both of them searched carefully, but didn't see a sign of it.
Neither of them noticed the old bag lady who was moving down the street a
little ways. But upstairs from the window, Melissa had, having watched
with a smile as the bag lady picked up the medallion and rolled her cart
away.
Depressed and in shock, Tom and Margaret stood upstairs, unable to
believe that Melissa would have done such a thing. Tom finally noticed the
looks Melissa was giving Margaret in his body, and got very worried.
Margaret noticed them as well, then realized how pretty her old shape
was. She began to feel her newly acquired manhood stirring in her pants.
Looking at her old form with a new appreciation, Margaret wondered what
sex was like as a man. She smirked a little, and began looking forward to
her first night with her new wife, and deciding that it was her "daughter's"
bedtime.
The End