This choice: Ellen Turns Into a Girl Pete's Age • Go Back...Chapter #3Grandma Got Her Groove Back by: Rita   "Oh, Peter" Ellen sang as the changes flowed through her body, "This feels amazing!" Pete couldn't believe his eyes as his grandmother's hair began to change colors. Transitioning from her natural grey tone, to a much darker brown. It even grew out a couple inches, changing from her reserved elderly style to a modern, wavy, shoulder length look. Pete noticed all of the wrinkles on Ellen's face were disappearing as well. Like her very skin was being tightened and smoothed, leaving behind a much more youthful face. Even Ellen's make up changed, morphing from her simple cover up and eye shadow into bright lip gloss and smokey eyes.
Pete couldn't help but notice his grandmother's body change as well. The wrinkles on her arms reverting much like the ones on her face, but her livers spots and even her scars were disappearing as well. It seems like all of the excess weight she had gained over the years was evaporating in midair. But some off her leftover weight was shifted into what used to be larger parts of her body, like Ellen's breasts and ass. Ellen's chest looked like it was being inflated as the changes reverted years of breastfeeding and abuse. Any sag in Ellen’s boobs were removed, as all of perkiness returned. Likewise, Ellen's flat grandma butt expanded quickly, looking much more like a yoga instructor’s ass rather than an old woman's.
Lastly, Ellen's clothes themselves changed. Her sensible flats darkened and stretched into a pair of black stiletto heels. The rest of her clothes, socks, pants, blouses, etc. all turned black as well and fused together towards Ellen's center. Like some kind of Sailor moon-like transformation, the fused clothed turned into a tight black halter dress. The dress had a white lightning-like design all the way down the middle, much like the one's shooting out of the watch.
"Guess that about does it," The new Ellen smiled as she examined her body, "I can't believe it worked!"
"Wha...." Pete was so blown away at what he just saw, he couldn't manage to find the words, "Wha. What just happened?"
"Oh, Peter, it's just wonderful!" Ellen exclaimed, as she picked up the watch, "This is called a passion clock. It's a very rare artifacts from medieval times. Probably only 10 left in the entire world. I was incredibly fortunate to get my hands on one. The passion clocks were created by a master craftsman, renowned for his work across the globe. The craftsman spent decades perfecting the art of clockwork, becoming the best the entire world. But while perfecting his art, the craftsman never socialized and thus, never met a woman to share his success with. Fearing he was now too old to find a lover, the craftsmen designed a clock that could change a person's age with the activation of a passionate kiss between two pure souls. And it worked, The craftsman became a young man and spent the rest of his life building passion clocks with his new wife."
"Um, OK that sounds crazy," Pete said, but quickly understood that what he had just saw had proven him otherwise, "So, why did you use it?"
"What kind of question is that?" Ellen gave her grandson a strange look, "Because I didn't want to be an old woman. Did you know I married your grandfather right out of high school? He was the only man I've ever been with for nearly 50 years and he's a shithead! I wasted my whole life with that bastard and I wanted another chance to do it right. And I think I'm off to a good start. Is this what kids wear these days? I feel practically naked in this dress!" Ellen said, as she stood up from the couch and spun around. Smiling and bending over slightly, she added, "But at least I wear it well, don't you think so, Peter?"
"Grandma!" Peter blurted, as he avoided the sight of grandma's shapely behind, "Why me!?! You could have kissed anyone, but chose your own grandson! What the hell?"
"I just needed a pure soul, Peter," Ellen said, unabashed, "But there was passion there. I've always thought you were a little cutie, Peter. And over time, I've seen you grow into a man. A good man. Nothing like that waste of space grandfather of yours. You're kind, intelligent, and thoughtful. Perfect boyfriend material. And come on," Ellen pointed at herself, "Are you honestly telling me you wouldn't want to take a ride with this body? I could rock your world, Peter,"
"Grandma, I..." Peter said, with conflicting thoughts of disgust and arousal, " That...It would be wrong on so many levels!"
"I didn't hear a no," Ellen said as she placed a finger on Pete's chests and brought her face close to his, "Listen mister, I wouldn't have this body if it wasn't for you. I'm very grateful to you and I really would like to show my appreciation. So I'm going to, like it or not, Peter,"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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