Post by kingfaraday on Aug 27, 2017 11:20:02 GMT -6
Slumber Party
By Alena
It should have been a solemn night. Practically the whole town was quiet… that is, except for one house at the edge of a random back street. At that house, there was a slumber party with four young girls of about 13 years each. All the way down the street, you could hear their giggling and joy. They were plainly just enjoying themselves, but I shouldn’t be able to hear and understand what they’re talking about from next door.
The host of the party was Lydia, a raven-haired sweetie with cerulean eyes. She was pretty short, but she always had a smile on her face. She actually looked like me, minus the fact that she was younger, and annoyingly cuter. Lydia’s always been a pleasant girl to be around, but she her voice was fairly loud and irritating… besides, around her friends, of course she’d be more talkative.
Then there were her friends. One of which, Priscilla, usually just called Pris, was blatantly the youngest of all of them. Her hair was long, brown and curly. Though not as petite as Lydia, she had an innocent face that always made her look happy even when she wasn’t smiling. But she tended to be a slight bit smarter, (and quieter) but was also the most responsible one of any of them. I could even go so far as to say she was somewhat motherly to her friends.
There’s also Megan, who was the tallest of any of them. I think she’s actually the oldest too. I never really liked Megan though. For one thing, she’s always been very rude and stuck-up to me. The other thing is she has a body like a goddess… and she’s still got time ‘improve’! I hate the fact that I’m jealous of a girl who’s five years younger than me. It really is embarrassing.
Finally, there’s Raini. To say in the least, she’s quite the ditz. But that might just be the nice way of saying ‘oblivious to the world around her’ or more bluntly ‘an idiot’. She spends most of her time focusing on what she wears and how she looks. Of course, every girl is like that; I’m no different… but she probably dreams about buying shoes, then cries when she can’t find them when she wakes up. Either way, it’s paid off, as she is rather attractive for her age.
Meanwhile, I was sitting at my computer in the house next door, staring at a blank screen. It was probably past midnight by now, and I was extremely tired. I wanted to go to sleep, but I had promised somebody that I’d write him an AP short story by the next day, and I hadn’t even started yet. Hell, even if I didn’t have to write the story, there was no way I could sleep listening to the rambunctious girls next door all night. This at least gave me something to do.
I looked all around the room for some sort of inspiration… something… anything to just write a story about. I kept getting little ideas that could be a nice start, but every time a really good idea came up, the girls next door would unintentionally annoy it out of me.
Then it came to me… I stood up and walked to my window, seeing if I could view into theirs. The shade was down, but I could see the shadowed outlines of girls laughing and enjoying themselves. I smiled a wide, devious grin. I shot up to my feet and ran back over to the computer, and quickly sat down.
With that, I just started typing:
The four of them were enjoying themselves at their sleep over. Then suddenly and for seemingly no reason at all, Pris screamed. The other three girls stared at her curiously, wondering why. But they soon found out. Unexpectedly, the sweet little girl started growing, scaring the others. Her hair grew longer than before, as her body stretched through her own clothes. Within the next five minutes, she had become a young woman in her mid-twenties.
Strangely, after I finished typing that, it seemed to get quiet next door. Well, I heard somebody scream, but that voice sounded too mature to be coming from those girls. “At least they shut up…” I told myself quietly. Then I continued typing:
“What happened to me?” Pris asked with a look of fear on her face. She looked down at her body to find she was incredibly beautiful, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t supposed to be that old. The other girls just continued to stare in shock and disbelief.
But then, Raini too let out a sudden shriek. Her body rapidly changed in a similar as Pris did. In fact she grew to the same point of age where she was, but unlike Pris, it didn’t stop there. Her newly formed breasts began to sag, while her newly perfectly sexy legs just weren’t considerably sexy anymore. By the time she stopped aging, she was around her late-forties.
I stood up for a stretch when I noticed, it really was getting too quiet. “Are they finally going to sleep?” I asked myself. So I walked over to the window again to see what was going on. Sure enough, the light was still on, and their shadows were still visible, but they weren’t saying anything… not loudly anyway.
I decided I wasn’t going to let that bother me though. But as I started walking away from the window, I was thrown completely off guard by yet another scream. In fact, I tripped from being startled. Afterward, I looked back to see, what that was, and all I could hear was a very faint, “Oh my God. What’s happening to us?” being chanted over and over again.
“Hmm… Must be some weird game.” I said not really wanting to know. I sat back down at my computer and resumed:
By this point, there were now two preteens standing and staring at the older women across from them. They were horrified, fearing that they would be next. The other two girls, now 20 and 40-something year old women, were even more afraid. Afraid that they might grow older. Afraid that they’d never change back. Afraid that they lost much of their lives needlessly.
Suddenly, their attention was turned toward Megan as she yelped from a strange feeling in her body. Unlike the first two though, her body didn’t grow. Instead, her body stayed exactly the same size, but her features changed. The changes all started out for the better, however, soon enough her youthfully smooth skin was swarming with wrinkles. The signs of age covered her body from her lovely face to her unnaturally perfect chest to her incredible hips and finally down to her feet. Once the change ceased, there was a 80 year old woman standing where Megan once was.
Another scream came from next door. I screamed back without thinking. Then I though, “All right… Just one more. I wonder what I should do with Lydia…” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Geez… I wish this were actually happening to them. It would definitely make them a lot quieter.” I paused for a moment. “Oh, who am I kidding? It’s not possible anyway… and if it were, they probably wouldn’t even notice because they’re too busy being loud and annoying.”
Lydia started crying hysterically. She could see the pattern very easily. She didn’t want to be old, let alone older than the other three. Eventually, she stood up and ran out of the room screaming. The other girls just watched pathetically, not knowing what to do.
Finally, as Lydia reached the bottom of the stairs, she felt something strong flowing through her body. She collapsed to the ground demanding that it wasn’t fair, and that this shouldn’t be happening to them. And that it was even less fair that she was going to be the oldest. But something totally unexpected happened.
Lydia’s body started to shrink instead. Every mildly endowed part of her body undeveloped as she grew smaller. Soon enough, her body was being covered with baby fat and her hair was shortening into her head. She continued whining, but after a few moments, she was no longer capable of making words. Ultimately, she had transformed into an infant girl.
“Well that should be unexpected and hopefully appreciated.” I said to myself proudly. I heard another scream. It sounded like a baby who was desperately hungry. But after that, it seemed as though all of the noise from next door stopped completely. “I wonder if that means they’re going to let me sleep now.”
I looked at the computer screen and read over what I’d written. “It’s not the best I could have done, but it’s not bad either. Hopefully, this should work out well. Either way, I don’t care, I’m tired. I’ll finish it tomorrow.” I saved it and walked off to bed.
Strangely enough, I haven’t seen any of those girls since that night. On the other hand, I’ve seen what looks like as far as I could guess: Lydia’s baby cousin, Pris’ older sister, Raini’s mother, and Megan’s grandmother. Personally, I found that to be very strange… especially since they were all together.
The end…
By Alena
It should have been a solemn night. Practically the whole town was quiet… that is, except for one house at the edge of a random back street. At that house, there was a slumber party with four young girls of about 13 years each. All the way down the street, you could hear their giggling and joy. They were plainly just enjoying themselves, but I shouldn’t be able to hear and understand what they’re talking about from next door.
The host of the party was Lydia, a raven-haired sweetie with cerulean eyes. She was pretty short, but she always had a smile on her face. She actually looked like me, minus the fact that she was younger, and annoyingly cuter. Lydia’s always been a pleasant girl to be around, but she her voice was fairly loud and irritating… besides, around her friends, of course she’d be more talkative.
Then there were her friends. One of which, Priscilla, usually just called Pris, was blatantly the youngest of all of them. Her hair was long, brown and curly. Though not as petite as Lydia, she had an innocent face that always made her look happy even when she wasn’t smiling. But she tended to be a slight bit smarter, (and quieter) but was also the most responsible one of any of them. I could even go so far as to say she was somewhat motherly to her friends.
There’s also Megan, who was the tallest of any of them. I think she’s actually the oldest too. I never really liked Megan though. For one thing, she’s always been very rude and stuck-up to me. The other thing is she has a body like a goddess… and she’s still got time ‘improve’! I hate the fact that I’m jealous of a girl who’s five years younger than me. It really is embarrassing.
Finally, there’s Raini. To say in the least, she’s quite the ditz. But that might just be the nice way of saying ‘oblivious to the world around her’ or more bluntly ‘an idiot’. She spends most of her time focusing on what she wears and how she looks. Of course, every girl is like that; I’m no different… but she probably dreams about buying shoes, then cries when she can’t find them when she wakes up. Either way, it’s paid off, as she is rather attractive for her age.
Meanwhile, I was sitting at my computer in the house next door, staring at a blank screen. It was probably past midnight by now, and I was extremely tired. I wanted to go to sleep, but I had promised somebody that I’d write him an AP short story by the next day, and I hadn’t even started yet. Hell, even if I didn’t have to write the story, there was no way I could sleep listening to the rambunctious girls next door all night. This at least gave me something to do.
I looked all around the room for some sort of inspiration… something… anything to just write a story about. I kept getting little ideas that could be a nice start, but every time a really good idea came up, the girls next door would unintentionally annoy it out of me.
Then it came to me… I stood up and walked to my window, seeing if I could view into theirs. The shade was down, but I could see the shadowed outlines of girls laughing and enjoying themselves. I smiled a wide, devious grin. I shot up to my feet and ran back over to the computer, and quickly sat down.
With that, I just started typing:
The four of them were enjoying themselves at their sleep over. Then suddenly and for seemingly no reason at all, Pris screamed. The other three girls stared at her curiously, wondering why. But they soon found out. Unexpectedly, the sweet little girl started growing, scaring the others. Her hair grew longer than before, as her body stretched through her own clothes. Within the next five minutes, she had become a young woman in her mid-twenties.
Strangely, after I finished typing that, it seemed to get quiet next door. Well, I heard somebody scream, but that voice sounded too mature to be coming from those girls. “At least they shut up…” I told myself quietly. Then I continued typing:
“What happened to me?” Pris asked with a look of fear on her face. She looked down at her body to find she was incredibly beautiful, but she didn’t care. She wasn’t supposed to be that old. The other girls just continued to stare in shock and disbelief.
But then, Raini too let out a sudden shriek. Her body rapidly changed in a similar as Pris did. In fact she grew to the same point of age where she was, but unlike Pris, it didn’t stop there. Her newly formed breasts began to sag, while her newly perfectly sexy legs just weren’t considerably sexy anymore. By the time she stopped aging, she was around her late-forties.
I stood up for a stretch when I noticed, it really was getting too quiet. “Are they finally going to sleep?” I asked myself. So I walked over to the window again to see what was going on. Sure enough, the light was still on, and their shadows were still visible, but they weren’t saying anything… not loudly anyway.
I decided I wasn’t going to let that bother me though. But as I started walking away from the window, I was thrown completely off guard by yet another scream. In fact, I tripped from being startled. Afterward, I looked back to see, what that was, and all I could hear was a very faint, “Oh my God. What’s happening to us?” being chanted over and over again.
“Hmm… Must be some weird game.” I said not really wanting to know. I sat back down at my computer and resumed:
By this point, there were now two preteens standing and staring at the older women across from them. They were horrified, fearing that they would be next. The other two girls, now 20 and 40-something year old women, were even more afraid. Afraid that they might grow older. Afraid that they’d never change back. Afraid that they lost much of their lives needlessly.
Suddenly, their attention was turned toward Megan as she yelped from a strange feeling in her body. Unlike the first two though, her body didn’t grow. Instead, her body stayed exactly the same size, but her features changed. The changes all started out for the better, however, soon enough her youthfully smooth skin was swarming with wrinkles. The signs of age covered her body from her lovely face to her unnaturally perfect chest to her incredible hips and finally down to her feet. Once the change ceased, there was a 80 year old woman standing where Megan once was.
Another scream came from next door. I screamed back without thinking. Then I though, “All right… Just one more. I wonder what I should do with Lydia…” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Geez… I wish this were actually happening to them. It would definitely make them a lot quieter.” I paused for a moment. “Oh, who am I kidding? It’s not possible anyway… and if it were, they probably wouldn’t even notice because they’re too busy being loud and annoying.”
Lydia started crying hysterically. She could see the pattern very easily. She didn’t want to be old, let alone older than the other three. Eventually, she stood up and ran out of the room screaming. The other girls just watched pathetically, not knowing what to do.
Finally, as Lydia reached the bottom of the stairs, she felt something strong flowing through her body. She collapsed to the ground demanding that it wasn’t fair, and that this shouldn’t be happening to them. And that it was even less fair that she was going to be the oldest. But something totally unexpected happened.
Lydia’s body started to shrink instead. Every mildly endowed part of her body undeveloped as she grew smaller. Soon enough, her body was being covered with baby fat and her hair was shortening into her head. She continued whining, but after a few moments, she was no longer capable of making words. Ultimately, she had transformed into an infant girl.
“Well that should be unexpected and hopefully appreciated.” I said to myself proudly. I heard another scream. It sounded like a baby who was desperately hungry. But after that, it seemed as though all of the noise from next door stopped completely. “I wonder if that means they’re going to let me sleep now.”
I looked at the computer screen and read over what I’d written. “It’s not the best I could have done, but it’s not bad either. Hopefully, this should work out well. Either way, I don’t care, I’m tired. I’ll finish it tomorrow.” I saved it and walked off to bed.
Strangely enough, I haven’t seen any of those girls since that night. On the other hand, I’ve seen what looks like as far as I could guess: Lydia’s baby cousin, Pris’ older sister, Raini’s mother, and Megan’s grandmother. Personally, I found that to be very strange… especially since they were all together.
The end…