READER'S ENTRY: Shifted Reversions (Part 6)

Shifted Reversions (Part 6)
by BLZBub

Previous story: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

Class Project (Chapter 1)

I should remind you this is a photostory, not captions. So, the focus is on the narrative, not the images. There will only be a few.

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As Natalie’s parents drove her back home, she examined the bottle and the pamphlets that came with it. The bottle of Double-Up said that the contents should be swallowed in one drink and the user should at the very least be wearing very loose clothing. One of the pamphlets gave a description of what an adult body was capable of. Naturally, Natalie was embarrassed to be looking at that one yet.

The second pamphlet contained the rules that the participants of the project would have to follow for the week:

1.       No one who is not part of the project or has been informed by officials should be told about the project, Double-Up, and other confidential information.

2.       Consuming a secondary dose of Double-Up or any unapproved product from Prescott Industries is prohibited.

3.       Unless lessons have been provided, the participants are not allowed to drive a registered vehicle without supervision.

4.       While self-stimulation is permitted (here Natalie blushed quite brightly), sexual engagement with any party is strictly prohibited.

5.       The participants are not allowed to consume alcoholic beverages without responsible supervision and no more than the very start of inebriation.

6.       The participants are not allowed to smoke or use any tobacco or marijuana-based products.

7.       The participants are not allowed to use any non-prescribed drugs.

8.       The participants are not allowed to possess firearms or any weapons that could result in the severe injury or death of another.

9.       Unless accompanied by a supervisor, the participants are not allowed to leave the city limits.

10.   Any criminal activity committed by a participant shall be punished as if the participant was an adult, lasting until the Double-Up dosage expires.

“Are you okay back there?” asked Mrs. Spencer.

“Well, it’s a lot to take in,” said Natalie, “I mean, is this project even a good idea to begin with?”

“What makes you think that?” asked Mr. Spencer.

“Well, this is a serum that can double the age of anyone who drinks it and they’re giving it to a bunch of kids,” said Natalie.

“Well, adults wouldn’t want to get that much older,” pointed out Mr. Spencer.

“I get that, but even so, giving this stuff to a bunch of kids is an invitation for catastrophe,” said Natalie, “I mean, I can understand these rules pretty well and why we should have them. I’m just not sure if I would trust the others to really follow them. I mean, Miranda and Paige would probable follow the rules, but I doubt there are that many kids who are responsible enough to control themselves. Not to mention how immature they’d still be after they’ve drank it. Honestly, sometimes I look at my other classmate and think ‘These are the ones who’ll inherit the world?’ I doubt anyone’s really gonna grow up from all this.”

“Do not want to participate?” asked Mrs. Spencer.

“Don't you want me to?” asked Natalie.

There was a pause before Mrs. Spencer said, “When I was your age, I spent almost all of my time working to help provide for my family. I spent just as much time on my schoolwork so I could make it to a higher education. And all the time I was wishing that I’d grow up so I can do what I wanted to do. Before I knew it, I had grown up and I had a new set of responsibilities. I want you to excel in life, but I don’t want you to miss out on your childhood.”

“It’s not going to be for long. It’ll only last for a week,” said Mr. Spencer.

“But what if something goes wrong with that serum? What if she ends up losing her childhood?” asked Mrs. Spencer.

Mr. Spender sighed and said, “Look, if she doesn’t want to participate, she doesn’t have to. There’s no bad grade if she doesn’t drink it.”

“Actually, I want to do it,” said Natalie.

Mrs. Spencer looked at her and asked, “Are you sure?”

“Well, it is a project and I want to do the best I can with it. And I am kinda curious about what it’s like to be an adult. I hope I can trust myself to be able to follow the rules, but I want to be the best adult I can be,” said Natalie.

“That’s my girl,” said Mr. Spencer proudly.

“We’ll support you in any way we can,” said Mrs. Spencer.

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When they got home, Natalie had decided she’d take the Double-Up as soon as she could. Her mom took them up to her bedroom, but her dad was made to wait downstairs for the two girls to finish up.

“I’m not sure how big you’ll get, but I think I’ll have some clothes that may fit you afterwards,” said Mrs. Spencer, “We can always go shopping afterwards.”

Natalie, who had already changed into one of her mom’s winter furry coats, said, “Well, I don’t think I’m likely to be bigger than you, right?”

“It can be hard to tell sometimes,” admitted Mrs. Spencer, “You can still change your mind now. You don’t have to be pressured to do this.”

“I’m not being pressured, I’m choosing this,” said Natalie as she held up the Double-Up vial, “Well, down the hatch.” She quickly gulped down the serum before her doubts or gag reflex could stop her. The serum was very sour with a bitter aftertaste, like someone had made cider out of crabapples and let it ferment too long.

Natalie waited for a while, wondering if this serum was actually for real or it was some kind of trick for whatever conceivable reason. Then she felt a tingle in her stomach which soon spread to the rest of her body.  The tingle intensified as she started feeling the coat move against her. Of course, it wasn’t moving on its own, it was being filled up by her growing body. She noticed how her point of view was slowly rising as she gained more height.

She must have aged about a year or less when the tingles intensified in her chest. She felt her nipples stand on end and expand, much more than they ever had before. Quite soon after that, she felt them start to push forward as the flesh under them started to puff out. She looked down at her chest to see the two points on her chest expanding out at the end of two peaks. She looked in a nearby mirror to see herself enter her early high school years. Her body looked stretched out aside from her budding breasts. Even her face was longer and more angular.

Then the tingling intensified in her bottom, making Natalie give an involuntary moan. Her pelvic region had already been affected by her induced puberty, but she felt the sensation with more force now. She could feel her hips and butt expanding out in womanly shape as her coat started to contort about them. Her pointed breasts had reached their peak and were now starting to swell outwards, changing from cones into spheres. Her legs started gaining more mass to support her female form.

Natalie could guess when she had exited her teens, but even as the tingling started to diminish, she could feel a bit more inflation over her body. Eventually, the only tingling sensations she felt was in her erogenous areas and she knew her growth was complete. She gave a quick glance down at herself to look at the breasts the coat was covering. They seemed big to her, but she wasn’t certain if they were what most people would consider ‘big’.

Then she looked at the mirror again and was stunned by the beautiful young lady that was looking back at her. It was almost like she was looking at one of her younger aunts since her red hair came strongly from her mother’s side. But her mother’s family was more likely to have hazel than green eyes so Natalie could still see her father’s influence in her features. Asides from the color of her eyes and the looseness of her hair, Natalie looked like a younger and slightly thinner version of her mother.

“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it,” said Mrs. Spencer with amazement.

“I was feeling it and I barely believe it,” said Natalie, testing her new voice. She rather liked it, sounding like something that people could take more seriously than her own voice.

“It looks like we’re about the same size,” said Mrs. Spencer, “That’ll certainly save money in getting you clothes. Shall we get you something to wear?”

“Uh, you mind if I did it myself?” asked Natalie, “I kinda want some privacy.”

“Oh, certainly, I’ll be downstairs with your father. Call if you need anything,” said Mrs. Spencer before walking out of the room.

Once her mom had left, Natalie shyly untied the belt of the coat and opened it a little. She almost immediately covered herself up again. This was just a bit too much for her. She didn’t feel comfortable looking at her adult body. She needed some clothing, other than her very stretched panties.

She went to her mom’s closet and soon found where she kept her underwear. She tried to keep her eyes off her body as much as she could as she put them on. The bra, of course, gave her some trouble, but she eventually figured it out. The bra fit her snugly and its tag stated it was about as large as a B cup could go, if she recalled her mom’s little lecture about breast sizes. It was a respectable size for a woman, not too small and not big enough to start getting in the way.

Next came the rest of the clothing. Natalie had a bit of a hard time picking out something. She just wasn’t certain what to wear with her adult body the first time. Then she came across a box that was kept on the top shelf. When she looked inside, she found some clothing that looked like part of the uniform for one of the higher schools. Her dad had wanted to put her in that school, but Natalie didn’t want to be separated from her friends. Her parents must have already ordered a set before she made them change their mind. But as she took the clothes out of the box, she soon noticed that they were much larger than her old size. They looked more like they were her mom’s size. Natalie was puzzled why her mom would order a large school uniform, but since it was her size now, it seemed like something she could wear.

It didn’t take Natalie nearly so long to put on the uniform and she had to admit that she looked pretty cute wearing it, though she wasn’t sure that ‘cute’ is something wanted in an adult image. But she could play dress-up later, her parents were probably wondering what she was doing. Natalie soon headed down the stairs and found her parents in the living room. “How do I look?” she asked them.

The two of them looked at Natalie and her dad quickly started chuckling. Her mom looked rather embarrassed and muttered, “I knew I should have hid that better.” She spoke louder and said, “You look very…pretty, dear. Though that isn’t the kind of thing you should be wearing.”

“I know, I can’t be walking around in a Halloween costume,” said Natalie.

Mr. Spencer laughed even louder at that. “Yes, a Halloween costume,” said Mrs. Spencer, ignoring her husband’s laughter, “But I have more clothes you could be wearing. I’ll show you some outfits that you’ll be more comfortable in.” She led Natalie back upstairs while Natalie wondered what exactly was her dad laughing so much about.

CLASS PROJECT INDEX

Class Project (Prologue)

As I've been telling you for years now, sometimes I'm not up for a little caption story. I like things the most when they're very detailed, and thus I often conceive quite complex ideas that are too long to make into captions, but can work as fleshed out and lengthy stories.

There are two problems about writing those, though. First, my English is still very poor, and writing something so long would be a painful experience both for me and the readers. Then there’s the fact that I can take a LONG time before actually making progress with something, as those who have been following The Reversion should know.

Thus, I simply write a complete story outline (which are still quite long and detailed, mind), in the hope that an author would come that would help me put those ideas in worthy words. After several failed attempts, such an author finally came in the form of BLZBub.

He has been crafting one of those ideas into something I’m quite sure you’ll all enjoy. And believe me, what we have in store for the next chapters is something to behold.

This is a first mouth opener in the shape of a Prologue. The story is named Class Project and you’ll soon see it’s quite ambitious. As such, it won’t have many pictures, and when they do, I hope you’ll excuse me if they don’t always add up with each other. Finding the proper images for something in such a large scale is quite difficult. But use your imaginations, and I’ll promise the story itself will make up for all picture mistakes. 

So, without any more preamble, here’s the Prologue. As I told you, the whole outline was created by me, but all actual writing was done by BLZBub, and I want all credit to go to him.

If you’re as grateful to him as I am, then speak up and comment.

And by the way, this is the blog's 400 post. What a better way to celebrate?

That fateful day started like any other day for Natalie Spencer. She woke up bright and early, earlier than most 11-year old girls on a school day. That was because she had a lot to do in the morning before school started. Getting dressed was the easy part, picking out a white shirt and socks to go with her Maryjane’s. Choosing a dress was a bit trickier, but she decided to go an emerald green one that matched her eyes and contrasted with her fiery red hair. Everyone knows that red hair and green eyes went really well together, if only freckles weren’t in the bargain. But Natalie thought she looked pretty enough for people to overlook her freckles.

Once getting dressed was done, Natalie turned her attention to her schoolwork. Of course, she had already done all that was due today, but her parents always told her it was best to get ahead of everything. And parents typically really mean ‘everything’. Natalie was already at the top of her class, but her parents discouraged her from complacent. Staying at the top required constant focus they said. Speaking of which, she better get downstairs or they’ll finish breakfast without her.

As Natalie approached the kitchen, she could hear her parents talking. That was hardly unusual for them to do at breakfast, but it quite unusual for them to not be talking in an easy warm manner.

“You know she’s a bright girl. She could handle this thing better than the other kids,” said her dad’s voice.

“But she’s still just a girl. She’s too young to even think about something like this, let alone how the other students will handle it,” said her mom’s voice.

“There you go again, holding her back,” said her dad’s voice, “She would have skipped a grade if you didn’t keep worrying.”

“Well I’m not the one who’s making her skip her childhood. She only gets one and-” said Mrs. Spencer before Natalie came into the kitchen. Her parents quickly stopped talking. “Morning, Natalie, are you ready to school?” she asked as if she hadn’t been arguing with her husband a moment ago.

“Uh, yeah, is there something you guys wanted to tell me about?” asked Natalie.

“No, not just yet,” said Mr. Spencer, “You better get your breakfast while you can.” Natalie frowned. This wasn’t the first time her parents had been acting odd lately, but this was the closest she had gotten to finding out why they were acting this way. As soon as she got back from school, she’ll have to start some serious investigating to find out what they were hiding.

--

The strangeness didn’t lessen when Natalie got to school. The teacher for her homeroom class was unusually late, so the kids were mostly talking to themselves. While a couple were talking about more mundane things like recent TV episodes or upcoming movies, there was still the local gossip going around.

“So, how was the movie you and Peter went to see?” asked Natalie.

“Oh, it was ok, the trailers kinda embellished it more than it actually was,” said Paige, a blonde girl who was one of Natalie’s friends.

“Oh, who cares about how the movie was? What about you and Peter?” asked Miranda, a Hispanic girl who was Paige’s other friend. Most of the other kids saw Natalie as a prep girl, which she kinda was, actually, but not as snooty and conceited as most believed. Miranda and Paige knew better than that, though.

“Oh, well, after the end credits started rolling, we, uh…”

“Come on, out with it,” said Miranda.

“We kissed,” said Paige.

The other two girls squealed.

“Oh, you are so lucky to have a boyfriend,” said Miranda, “Was it everything that they said it was?”

“Well, not that big. I mean, our lips pressed together but that wasn’t a lot,” said Paige.

“Paige, you’re supposed to be kissing deeper than that,” said Miranda.

“But I think Mom and Dad are starting to get suspicious. They’ve been acting weird around me,” said Paige.

“Hey, my parents are acting weird too, but I don’t let that get in the way of me and my boyfriend,” said Miranda.

“You have a boyfriend?” asked Paige.

“No, but if I did, I wouldn’t let them get in the way,” said Miranda.

“Wait, your parents have been acting weird too?” asked Natalie, “Have they been acting cagey and secretive and having conversations that stop the instant they notice you?”

“Well, I guess, I thought they were talking about me and Peter,” said Paige.

“Well our parents couldn’t be talking about Peter, right?” asked Natalie.

“Not that likely,” said Miranda.

“Figures you losers wouldn’t know about what’s going on.” Natalie, Miranda, and Paige groaned with annoyance before turning to see a girl with blonde hair that was darker than Paige’s and a smug expression on her face.

“What do you want, Brianna?” asked Natalie, sounding really irritated.

“You should know better than to speak to me with that attitude, missy,” said Brianna haughtily.

“Just because my dad works for your dad doesn’t mean I work for you,” said Natalie.

“Your dad is so far down the line that I’m not surprised he hasn’t told you what’s going on,” said Brianna smugly.

“Like you would know” retorted Miranda.

“Yeah, I actually do, my daddy tells me everything about his company because I’ll be running it someday,” said Brianna.

“What does Prescott Industries have to do with what our parents are talking about?” asked Paige.

“That’s for me to know and you losers to find out with everyone else,” said Brianna before walking off.

“Ugh, when I have kids, I’m gonna make sure none of them get spoiled,” said Miranda.

“Mr. Prescott can’t be that bad,” said Natalie, “If he was so tightly wrapped around Brianna’s finger, she would have had him fire my dad ages ago.”

“But she gets her way with everything else,” said Paige, “I don’t think she even does her own homework.”

“That might actually be true, since Brianna tried to make me do it for her once,” said Natalie, “But I told the teacher and he took care of Brianna.”

“You do know that’s probably why everyone thinks you’re such a teacher’s pet,” said Miranda.

“What? Agreeing with the teacher is a bad thing?” asked Natalie.

“Snitching is,” said Miranda.

“I was not snitching. Everyone should know the right way to deal with something is to tell an adult about it,” said Natalie. Miranda and Paige just exchanged a glance at that. “What?”

Just then, the principal’s voice on the PA system said, “All 5^th grade students please report to the auditorium. There is an important announcement to be had there.” The students gave each other confused look. Just what was going on here? Their curiosity was great enough that they all headed towards the auditorium.

--

The kids were soon crammed into their seats in the auditorium. Up at the podium was the principal, looking somewhat nervous. As soon as everyone was seated, the principal said, “Good morning, children. As I’m sure you’re all aware by now, you have been going through some changes in the last few months. I’m certain your parents have talked to you about puberty-"

Quite a few kids ended up giggling at that, partially out of immature humor, partially out of embarrassment. The principal waited until the giggling stopped before continuing, “Anyways, normally at your age, we have a Sex Ed. Class-” There was even more giggling at that and the principal had to wait longer. “We would have a health class to explain what you’ll be dealing with over the next few years. But for this class, we’ve been presented with an…interesting alternative to simply teaching you. And here with us today to explain this new approach is Mr. Prescott of Prescott Industries.”

The kids gave a small round of applause as Mr. Prescott walked up to the podium. He shared a few facial features with Brianna, namely the color of their eyes, but Mr. Prescott’s hair was light brown. Of course, Natalie had seen his face before, namely from the Prescott Industries website. He looked a lot more jovial in person, more than she would have expected from Brianna certainly. He could simply be better at lowering his ego, but Natalie thought the expression in his eyes looked genuine.

“Hey kids, I’m Mr. Prescott, CEO of Prescott Industries,” said Mr. Prescott cheerily, “As you probably know, Prescott Industries is expanding the field of chemistry in every practical direction. We have developed new fuels, new cleaners, new medicines. That last division has been working with our makeup division to develop something quite interesting: the Fountain of Youth.”

There were many surprised and confused remarks from the students. One student in the back called out, “What’s that got to do with us?”

“I’m glad someone asked,” said Mr. Prescott, “As you can probably guess, developing a youth serum is not very straightforward and there are several failed formulas. But we have had produced some very interesting byproducts. These byproducts don’t bring us closer to rejuvenation, but I see the potential in each one of them. And this one in particular has potential for you all.”

With that, he pulled out a small bottle from his coat, one that was marked with a logo that was shaped like a W sitting on top of an upward-pointing arrow. The projection screen behind showed an image of the logo. “This serum is called Double-Up. Any living creature who drinks this will become twice as old as they were before for a limited time,” said Mr. Prescott.

There was a bunch of excited muttering from the kids. “I thought that would interest you,” said Mr. Prescott. “Of course, this serum would appeal to a very limited group. Not too many people older than you would want to add their own age again to themselves. But our government has come up with a plan to benefit all schoolchildren with Double-Up. And while I could tell you what it is myself, I think I should leave it to the brains behind this project, Ms. Forth.”

The students clapped again as a woman walked up to the podium. She was dressed in a government suit with brown hair coiled tightly in a bun and wearing glasses. She didn’t look as some government people do, probably in her thirties. Ms. Forth stood behind the podium and said,

“Thank you, children. There is a reason we are offering this opportunity to you at this time. You are on the cusp of puberty, a time of uncertainty. Many of you are worried you won’t grow up looking pretty enough, being teased and bullied for not maturing at the same rate as everyone. You worry about what you could do as an adult, how you’ll be able to confident enough to succeed in this world. This project you’re going to be a part of was meant for you to understand what growing up involves by giving you a sneak peak of what you’ll be like as an adult.

“Your parents have already been informed about this project and have given their permission to allow you to join it. After the presentation, you’ll proceed to your lunch period, at the end of which, you’ll be sent home with a vial containing enough Double-Up to make your aged state last a week. During the week, you will be excused from school and be allowed to spend your time as adults. However, there are rules you are to follow which will be included with your dosage bottles and you are expected to report daily about what your activities you did. Any breaking of the rules will result in an instant failing grade for this project. But you will still be able to enjoy your week without breaking the rules. And if your class is successful, we shall be introducing this to all 5^th grade classes in every school. Be responsible, be careful, and have fun.”

With that, the principal returned to the podium and said, “You may now go to the cafeteria for lunch. There shall be a bus waiting outside for everyone who won’t be picked by their parents. Have a good day.”

There was a very noticeable buzz of excitement from the students as they went to the cafeteria. Some were almost too busy discussing the project with their classmates to notice the free pizza being provided. But no one is too excited to pass up on pizza. At the end of lunch, the kids lined up to receive their vials of Double-Up before heading home for a week of excitement and discovery.

CLASS PROJECT INDEX

Marvel Girls (Part 1)

I planned for this ever since the first part of DC Girls. In fact, I might like Marvel just a tiny bit more, but I decided to do DC first because:

a) I do believe DC has the most iconic female heroines.

b) The whole series was inspired by the girl I used as Wonder Woman, so I wanted her to be the first one.

Here's the first part of the Marvel trilogy, then. I hope you enjoy this one too.

Follow ups: Part 2 , Part 3

Related stories: DC Girls Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

READER'S ENTRY: Too Much Shifting

The newest entry in Ageiss' Shannon and Gwen series.

Too Much Shifting

by Ageiss

Previous stories: Belt, Babysitting Jealousy, Reversed Spell, Gypsy Magic

Follow ups: Finally Equals, Undone, Playing With Forces You Don't Understand, Evil Plan, Unchained Powers, A Merger, Closure

Cindy-rella (Fairytale 1)

This is the first part of my new Fairytales series, a reworking of classic stories in the spirit of this site.

I’ve already planned 16 different takes on fables, but I wanted to start with Cinderella for a number of reasons. The whole idea for this series was born when I looked at a picture I used on this story (the 14^th. for those who wanted to know). I thought every story I do on this site has more or less the spirit of Cinderella’s story, and that the time was ripe to do a direct adaptation.

This is probably the lengthiest post I’ve ever made here, and I highly doubt my other Fairytales will be this long (though sometimes I can’t help myself, so who knows). The reason is that I wanted to make a great introduction to the project and also because I had a hard time saying goodbye to this character and the girl who represents her.

By the way: the text is long and thus its small. Clik each caption open in a new tab, so that you can read it in all its HQ glory.

You can surely tell I spent a good deal of time making this, so please comment something. The blog feels very lonely lately.

Fairytales:
1- Cindy-rella
2- The Piper of Hamburg