Post by kingfaraday on Jul 3, 2020 9:47:21 GMT -6
Give us a Cheer
By
Merlin
Portsmouth High School had more than its share if clicks. From jocks to nerds, from geeks to preppies. However, one of the more notorious was three of the cheerleading squad members known as “the unholy trinity.” Their names were Brittany, Amber, and Megan. Brittany was a 17 year-old Junior and Captain of the cheerleading squad. With sandy blonde hair, a taught, tan athletic body and legs, she had perky 34-C cup breasts and blue eyes. She was the wet dream of most of the boys at Portsmouth. Her cohort in crime was Amber, a sexy 16 year-old sophomore with long sandy blonde hair and a similar taught young lithe body and shapely teenaged legs with quite the come-hither smile and impressive 36-B cup breasts.
Finally, there was Megan, the newest member of the squad. At just 14 years of age and a freshman, it was unusual for someone so young to be on the varsity squad. But having been a gymnast since she was 6, she was athletically skilled and could do backflips like no one else. Brittany and Amber saw her natural talent and decided to “adopt” and mold her into their image. A perky brunette with long dark brown hair, she had a sweet innocent face and taught young body just entering puberty and adolescence. Her curves were just beginning to appear and form and she still just had small but firm 32-B cup breasts. She followed Brittany and Amber around like a small pet, eager to do as they said. These three made up the core of the very talented and sexy Portsmouth Cheerleading squad.
From left to right, Brittany, Amber, and Megan.
Peter Andrews was a bright, young freshman at Portsmouth. You could say he was a gifted scientific prodigy. He actually had scholarship offers to colleges such as MIT and Berkley for science, but his parents wanted the young awkward 14 year old boy to experience high school before being forced to grow up too soon and thrust into college. Peter’s best childhood friend had been Megan. They had grown up next door to each other and played together. Peter lost touch with her over the summer and had been out sick the first few weeks of school, so now he was back and enrolled and hoped that his friend Megan would show him around. Peter was a skinny, awkward boy. He soon spied Mega in the crowed hallway at her locker. She was wearing her cheerleading uniform and she looked so pretty. She seemed to have started to fill out over the summer he thought. She was going to be a stunning beauty in the next year or two he thought.
“Uh Hi Megan. How are ya?”
Megan looked up and saw her old friend Peter and she grinned. “Hi Peter, how are you?!” she hugged Peter.
“I’m fine, you look great! Cheerleading, huh? Looks good on you.”
“Yea, can you believe it? I made varsity, which is unheard of for a freshman!”
About that time Brittany and Amber strolled up. “Who’s your little friend, Megan” asked Brittany in a snarky, yet sweet tone that she was expert at.
“Oh, this is Peter, we grew up next to each other. Peter, this is….”
“Nice to meet you Peter, but we need to take Megan somewhere right now. Bye.” And at that they quickly led Megan away so fast that Peter never even had the time to say anything in response. Once down the hallway, Brittany took Megan and Amber into the girl’s bathroom.
“There can be no more of that Megan. We don’t associate with people like that.”
“What do you mean? Peter is one of my oldest friends.”
“Not anymore Meg. Not if you want to stay on the squad. We cannot be seen with geeks like that.”
“But…”
“There are no ‘but’s’ Meg. Make whatever excuse you want to him, but we do not want to EVER see you talking or associating with the likes of him again. GOT IT??!!”
Megan cowered at Brittany and Amber’s warning. She wanted desperately to be accepted and be one of the popular girls and not an outcast. She saw what happened to them, and it wasn’t pretty. Peter would understand she hoped.
The rest of the day Peter kept trying to approach Megan and talk with her, but she would always brush him off and walk away.
That evening he got a knock at his front door and when he opened it, no one was there, but a note. It was from Megan.
“Dear Peter,
I’m sorry but we can no longer ne friends. I have got new friends now and I like my new life and want to stay on the cheerleading squad and I have discovered that I can’t do that and still be friends with you. Please understand and please do not try to talk to me at school ever again. “
Peter was crushed.
Over the next few weeks Peter felt more and more like an outcast. As if to drive the point home, it almost seemed like Megan was going out of her way to be cruel to Peter, as did Brittany and Amber. They would often trip him in the cafeteria and make him spill his food and they would laugh at him as Brittany would mumble cutely “oops!”
Peter had enough and began working hard on a science project he had been thinking about for some time. He wanted to be old enough to just head to college and get away from these high school terrors. He also felt so betrayed by Megan as well. He had often thought that perhaps one day she might become his girlfriend. When they were both 12 they had experimented kissing and liked it and they had made a pact that once they were older, they would be boyfriend and girlfriend. Well now that seemed like a distant memory.
The device he was creating was based on his theory that time was a manipulative string and that one could create a zone of time distortion and that actually accelerate aging in an object or even a person. If it worked, he could age himself a few years and then accept those college scholarships and skip those awkward high school years.
The hardest part of the circuitry was the power source, as it needed something special. He was able to obtain some radioactive material from the local hospital’s radiology department where his mother worked by sneaking in there and breaking into one of the machines. It was now ready to test. He made it look like a small unassuming black box about the size of a small remote with simple push buttons and a small display, utilizing an old iPhone and assimilating its touchscreen technology into it.
Now he had to test it. Walking into his back yard he spotted a small sapling tree that had just been planted a few days earlier. Opening the visual application he saw the tree on his iPhone screen and programmed the device for 20 years. When he hit enter, a quick blinding flash of light emitted from the device and enveloped the tree. The tree suddenly began to grow before his very eyes into a mature fully grown oak tree. “Good God, it works!” he exclaimed excitedly.
However, he also knew he needed more tests before he would try it on himself. Putting it into his backpack he went off to school that morning, looking forward to not having to go back there soon.
Later that day, he spied Megan alone at her locker and decided to try and give her one more chance to explain herself.
“Megan, can we talk?” Peter walked up to her and asked.
“Peter! What did I tell you? I said NEVER talk to me again, especially here at school!!”
But we need to…”
At that very moment Peter felt something wet being poured over his head. It was dirty toilet water and it was being poured on him by Brittany.
“We told you to leave her alone loser.” Snarked Brittany.
Megan actually looked sympathetically over at Peter for a second, then saw Brittant and Amber judging her response.
“Yea Peter, you such a loser!” yelled Megan. “You’re just a useless nerd. Stop stalking me!”
“Fucking worthless punk” laughed Amber.
Peter fumed as all the kids in the hallway were pointing and laughing at him.
“You girls just wait. One day it will be guys like me that run things and you’re living your best years now in high school, you’ll be useless once you’re older and no longer have your looks!”
Brittany leaned over and laughed. “Maybe jerk, but for now we are the young and beautiful ones, not you. And we will stay beautiful, while you will always be a loser.” And with that the unholy trinity sashayed off leaving Peter wet and humiliated.
“So they think they will stay beautiful forever, huh? Well let’s find out!” as Peter mumbled to himself and stormed off.
BRITTANY
Once school was over he followed Brittany home and snuck into her backyard, where he could see into her bedroom. He could see her plainly as she had stripped off her clothes down to her underwear. She was wearing a Victoria Secret matching set of a black lace bra and black silk thong panties, which highlighted her very sexy 17 year-old body.
Taking aim, Peter decided to age her just a few years at first as he still did not know how the device would work on a person. He set it for five years and fired. Brittany seemed to glow for a moment and then she began to age quickly as her breasts grew and pressed against her teenage bra straining its proportions. She quickly unclasped the bra and let it drop to the floor as did she also quickly take off her thing panties as they were beginning to cut into her butt and thigh. She also shot up in height a few inches as her curves deepened and matured and her legs became longer and her butt blossomed into a beautiful bubble butt, perfectly proportioned. She was now a full-grown adult woman of 22 and she was a knockout! Brittany was not sure what had just happened, but she was amazed at the transformation and it felt sooo good as she moaned in approval and began to explore her new womanly body.
Brittany began turning and posing in her mirror, admiring her new adult body. “I don’t know what happened” she moaned, “but I like it! And so will all those boys at school!” Even Peter was amazed at her stunning beauty.
“Well, that’s about enough of that.” Smiled Peter as he set the device for another 20 years and hit enter. Another flash of light engulfed Brittany as the aging began again in earnest. As she was looking in the mirror she began to feel different and warm. Were her impressive breasts starting to sag some? They seemed to sag a bit on her chest and her skin seemed to lose its luster. She looked closely in the mirror and began to see small lines creep around her eyes and mouth as she entered her 30s. Grey hairs seemed to sprout on her head and weave themselves into her blonde mane. She felt her body lose its tone as she entered middle-age and her tight stomach was now getting just a bit flabby. When it was over, Brittany was now a full-grown middle-aged adult woman of 42. She was still attractive, but it was a middle-aged attractiveness. She should have been married and had kids of her own at this point in her life, perhaps a daughter who should have been as old as she once was. “Oh God, what’s happened to me!?” shrieked Brittany, whose voice seemed a bit lower than before. As she stood there stunned, she shook her head. “I’ve got to get out of here and try to find some help.” She tried putting on some of her old clothes, but none of them fit. Disgusted, she went into her mother’s bedroom and found a bra and panties that fit, though she had to heft her now larger and sagging breasts into them. She then found a floral print dress that reached down below her knees and some flats that fit her aching feet. Pulling her hair back into a bun and putting on some tasteful make-up and some of her mother’s jewelry she took account of herself in the mirror. She looked like a mature adult woman now and not a young high school junior. She forced herself to smile slightly before grabbing her car keys and purse and rushing out the door to head to her doctors.
“One down, two to go” smiled Peter.
AMBER
Brittany’s friend and squad mate Amber lived only a few houses down, so it was relatively easy to walk there and sneak into her yard. She lived on the first floor and her bathroom connected to her princess bedroom. She was in the midst of getting ready to take a shower, and she didn’t care if the curtains were open or not, as she was a bit of an exhibitionist. Peter had to admit that she was a real stunning beauty. She was already in a robe when he got there and as she walked into the bathroom she let her robe fall of her nubile and taught 16 year old body. Her 36 B-cup breasts were perky and defying gravity with pink nipples. She had a flat and toned stomach with the sexy curves and outlines of a teenage girl on the cusp of womanhood. Her pussy was shaved and completely smooth giving her a very erotic look. Putting her long sandy hair up in a bun, she stepped into the stall shower and turned on the hot water. Peter was mesmerized her as before Brittany, he had only seen a naked girl on the internet.
Finally, he came to his senses and aimed the box at Amber and then paused. He liked watching Brittany age in spurts and see her blossom, why not do the same to Amber? Setting the device to age her 10 years, he fired. The familiar light seemed to glow around Amber, who felt an electric tingle throughout her body. Suddenly she began to age a year for almost every second. She first shot up another 4 inches in height making her 5 foot 8 and her breasts seem to enlarge like two balloons being filled with water until they were large 36-D cups and they had almost a tear drop shape to them.
Amber had her eyes closed as she began to feel her maturing body as her hips flared out even more and her legs grown long and sensuous with just the right tone. Her hair darkened as the fake blonde highlights faded revealing her natural hair color. When she opened her eyes, everything seemed a bit smaller than before, except her own adult body.
She bent over to put her shampoo down and discovered that she had to cup her large breasts in order to keep them from swaying and knocking her off balance. Standing erect again, she felt amazing.
“Oh my,” she whispered to herself, “I seem to have gotten older somehow.” She stepped out of the shower stall and looked into the mirror. What she saw was a 25 year old adult woman staring back at her. “I must be in my twenties now. I have no idea how this happened, but it feels so good!”
Grabbing her towel she began to dry herself off, and as she did she felt every part of her new body. It was so sensitive to the touch now. She let out small gasps as she caresses it.
Dropping the towel she let her hair down from its bun and it fell softly around her. She lifted up her now adult leg on the best and bent over to feel it. It was the shapely and sexy leg of a woman and not a girl and she liked the feel of it. Her now large breasts brushing and pressing against her upper leg. This send tingles through her body.
She couldn’t take it any longer as she desperately wanted to explore more, her now adult hormones raging. She sat down on her now too small bed, arching her feet up. She cupped her large breasts and caressed them as she reached down with her other hand to explore her inner thigh, which was wet in excitement. She felt soft downy hairs that had grown back there since she aged and it felt good.
Not being able to stand it any longer she collapsed onto her back and probed deeply, moaning loudly as she did.
Soon she felt her entire body shudder as wave and wave of orgasms erupted inside her as she screamed loudly and collapsed back onto the bed.
Feeling the warm, hot juices on her fingers she slowly sat back up. “I think I am going to like being an adult woman!” she moaned. “Now I don’t have to finish school or go to college. I can just start my million dollar modeling career!”
“Not for long you won’t” smiled Peter who had really enjoyed watching Amber play with herself. It got him all aroused as well, but now it was time to finish what he had started. Setting the device for 20 years he fired at Amber again, sending that glow around her.
She quickly entered her 30s and left her youthful beauty behind. She was still a beauty, but now a more mature one. Her hair lost its luster and actually darkened slightly and then grey hairs began to appear in them. Creases formed around her eyes as the familiar laugh lines deepened around her once pouting mouth. Amber was horrified as she looked at her hands, which became more worn and weathered. They were looking like her mother’s hands now. She rushed to the mirror and was shocked to herself now entering her 40s. Her breasts grew a bit large to DD cups and then began sagging even more.
“No, no, no! Make it stop!” she sobbed, but on it went stopping when she was 45. Amber cried for a few minutes at her lost youth. Shoe got up and walked back into the bathroom, her once curvaceous ass dropping now and middle-aged breasts swaying back and forth in desperate need of support. She found a few things and cut her long hair, which now stretched past her waist, to a shoulder cut, making it easier to manage. She then got some of her mother’s hair products to cover the grey. When she finished, she had to borrow some of her mother’s underwear and cloths. She found a conservative powder-blue blouse that showed a hint of her middle-aged cleavage, much more conservative than she had ever worn before. She then put on some conservative dark slacks. She walked barefoot over to her bed and sat down, tucking up her once long and athletic legs up and crossed her arms and checked herself out in the mirror. Her face had a harshness now. Her once pert up-turned nose and girlish features were long gone. She was now a middle-aged soccer mom who should have a daughter that was old enough to be in college now. She started sobbing again trying to think of what she should do and how to explain this to her mother when she got home. She could now be old enough to be her mother’s older sister! This made her sob harder.
MEGAN
Satisfied with his work, he headed home to find his once best friend and neighbor, Megan. He had saved her for last. This one was personal.
Peter strolled over and knocked on Megan’s door. Her folks were not home so he knew she would answer. The door opened and Megan looked at Peter a bit shocked to see him.
“I thought I told you we couldn’t see each other anymore” she said walking away towards her room. She was wearing a cute yellow plaid summer dress that went down to just above her knees. She had just come from the salon were she had her hair cut shoulder length and she was using a hair comb to keep it in style. She was looking cuter than ever.
“Well, I have got something I think you should hear. I’m leaving town tomorrow.”
Megan stopped and turned around. “What do you mean you are leaving?”
“I am accepting the MIT scholarship and just skip high school. It’s just not for me.”
“But you’re too young to go.” She said.
“Not for long. You see, I have invented this device that can actually age things, including people.”
Megan began to laugh, “Oh really Peter. You should have stopped while you were ahead. You almost had me with the college thing, but aging, really?”
“Well, I guess you just need proof then. “ Peter smiled as he dialed in 10 years and aimed and fired it at Megan. Megan was a bit startled when he did that and then with the strange glow that seemed to surround her. “Peter, what did you do?!” she exclaimed as her body began to tingle.
“You have been acting like a child these past few weeks, so I think it is time that you grew up!”
Megan felt her tiny 14 year old body begin to grow and age. The dress she was wearing began to get smaller. It was loose before, but now it seemed to shrink on her rapidly aging body. She hit 15 and then 16 with a vengeance as puberty took full hold of her. Her small pert breasts which were barely there before swelled to 34 C cups. Her legs and body matured rapidly as she shot through her teen years. She hadn’t been wearing a bra before as she didn’t need to, but now she could feel an unfamiliar weight on her maturing chest and her hips began to flare out taking a very womanly shape. Her formally skinny shape was molding and evolving into that of a ripe young woman. Her face rounded some and her lips filled out more as the buttons on the dress seemed to pop open from the strain. Through her college years she aged until she was now in her early 20s, finally stopping at 24 years of age. Peter had been fascinated watching his childhood friend age. She was now an incredibly pixie cute full-grown adult woman. That is when Peter noticed she was wearing the necklace he had given her when she was 12 and they had experimented with kissing.
“Oh my,” gasped Megan. “You really did it!” I feel so grown up, and oh, my voice!” she cupped her mouth surprised at the deep, sensual voice it had become.
“You’re wearing the necklace I have you.” He said quietly.
Megan smiled. “Of course I wear it. I have never forgotten about that time when we were 12.”
“Then why have you been so mean to me?” he exclaimed.
Megan frowned for a moment and then smiled again. “I don’t know what I was thinking Peter. I was just a young and inexperienced 14 year old girl who just wanted to fit in. But you have made me a woman and I am seeing and feeling things differently. In fact…..” Megan smiled as she slowly began to undress.
“What are you doing?” Peter gasped.
“Something I should have done before now Peter” she whispered as she let the dress fall to the floor, revealing her young, beautiful adult body, her thighs and ass now constrained in what were once normal black panties, but now fit and molded to her body like thong underwear. Peter then notices the tattoo’s. Megan smiled as he saw where he was looking.
“Oh those, they are not real, just rub-on’s that Brittany and Amber made me put on like an initiation. Perhaps you can help me take them off?” she cooed.
Finally, she let her panties fall to the floor revealing a full, thick bush of brown hair. “Oh my, that’s new.” She giggled as she turned her body to hide the bush and showed off her now very full, round and shapely butt.
Peter walked over and hesitantly reached out and touched Megan’s arm and stroked it down her curvaceous side. Megan closed her eyes and moaned in approval.
“I’m still a virgin, Peter, as I am sure you are too. I have been saving myself for you. It’s you I have always wanted. I’m so sorry I treated you the way I did. Forgive me?”
Peter dropped the device and leaned over and kissed the now womanly Megan, who kissed him back hard. However, when the device hit the floor it misfired twice, striking Megan once again with the same setting of 10 years and then another 10 years. As they began to frantically kiss like two inexperienced teenagers (which they were) Megan began to age more. Her breasts seemed to grow a bit more to 36-C cups and started to sag. Her skin seemed to lose its youthful luster and dry out. Her face lost its perky cuteness and softened as small line and wrinkles formed. Her shapely ass began to droop as well, but it didn’t matter to the two making out and petting, they did not notice as Megan’s now middle-aged hormones were in full blossom and she desperately wanted Peter inside of her now.
She dragged him to her bedroom and as she sat down on the bed, Peter pulled away to undress, that is when he saw a now 44 year-old Megan grinning back at him. She looked like one of his teachers.
“Oh Megan, I’m so sorry!” Peter exclaimed.
“Why, what’s….my voice! It sounds so much lower….so much….older?” Mega looked over and saw her reflection and saw an unrecognizable middle-aged woman starting back at her. “What happened?!”
“The device must have gone off when I dropped it. I’m sorry!” Peter leaned in and kissed her.
“You, you still want me? Even though I old enough to be your mother now?” she asked with tears in her eyes.”
“Yes, I want you Meg, I always have and I always will.” Peter kissed her again and this time Megan couldn’t take it any longer. Being a middle-aged virgin was too much as she grabbed Peter and dragged him onto the bed. “Come here little boy. It’s time to make a man out of you, and I need you to make a woman out of me!”
“I’ve always had a thing for MILF’s” laughed Peter as he fell on top of her and penetrated her middle-aged pussy with his teenage throbbing cock as she moaned in pleasure.
The two of them had frantic teenaged sex again and again, and it was the now much older Megan that had to stop and catch her breath as she was now a bit out of shape and no longer the youthful, energetic young 14 year old teenage cheerleader.
After resting in each other’s arms, Peter sat up. I think it is time for me to make a change. And with that he walked into the other room and retrieved the device. It was still set for 10 years. Perfect! He could become a 24 year old man and attend the college. He aimed it at himself and set the timer and stood back, unaware that Megan had followed him into the room. She grabbed him from behind lovingly just as the device fired, enveloping both of them in the glow.
“Megan, no!” but it was too late. Megan began to feel hot flashes rack her body as she hit menopause and aged another 10 years. Meanwhile, Peter shot up in height as his body began to fill out, evolving from a skinny geeky boy into a young man with muscles and washboard abs. As he aged into a 24 year old man, he was now quite the hunk and very handsome with stubble on his now chiseled face.
Megan, however, was now a 54 year old matronly and mature older woman. Her hair had not gone grey and just dulled in color when she aged to 44, but now her hair was now mostly grey and the lines and wrinkles of age could be seen much more clearly, especially around her mouth. Her body had lost more muscle mass and her once perky breasts sagged even more and her entire body had softened as she now had a muffin top and cellulite around her upper legs and thighs.
“Oh God, I am so old now! Can you change me back Peter?”
Peter looked at her lovingly. “I’m sorry honey” he said, also surprised at the bass tenor of his adult voice, “but I haven’t figured out how to reverse the process yet. But I will, I promise I will, no matter how long it takes. And until that time, I want you to be with me. In fact….” Peter got down on one knee, “Will you marry me Megan?”
Megan’s eye’s welled up as she looked into Peter’s eyes and nodded and then laughed, “It only took you 40 years to ask!” Peter stood up and embraced her.
“But what are people going to say? I’m old enough to be your mother now. Hell, I’m old enough to be my mother’s mother, which makes me a grandmother!”
“Your age does not matter to me. It is you I love.” Megan smiled and looked down at Peter’s still nude body and now saw his very large and erect adult cock. “Seems you have grown a great deal sweetheart. I think we should christen your new body.” Peter grabbed Megan and flung her back onto the bed.
This time the sex they had was slower, more experienced and mature and much more satisfying as Megan experienced multiple orgasms, screaming long and low while scratching Peter’s back.
“Hmmmmm…..there is something to be said for having sex with a younger man. Especially one that is now 30 years younger than me.”
The two got up and got dressed. Peter found some of Megan’s fathers clothes and put them on while Megan had to wear her mother’s things, She winced as she had to heft her sagging breasts into the cups of the bra and feel her sagging ass as she pulled up the adult panties. She choose a simple grey top and applied a little make-up to look tasteful and then examined herself in the mirror and smiled.
“Not bad I guess for an old woman.” She muttered, “But I can always dye my hair and get rid of this grey.”
“You’ll do no such thing!” Peter laughed as he reached around and grabbed her from behind. “I like it just like that. “Don’t be afraid of acting your age, Megan.”
The two walked outside and took a stroll down the street trying to decide just how to tell their parents what had happened. That’s when they spotted Brittany and Amber sitting on a park bench chatting. They were both now wearing more age appropriate clothes and they looked like two middle-aged soccer mom’s exchanging recipes.
“Well Amber, the doctor said it is a rare disease they we both got somehow and there is nothing we can do about it, so we are just going to have to accept our fates and make the best of it!”
“We can still attract men, just older men now. That’s going to take some getting used to”
“Yes, but we need to find a couple of rich men as soon as possible before we get any older! By the way, have you noticed that we don’t have as much energy as before? I get winded really easily now and my feet seem to ache all the time.”
“I know what you mean Brit, I think I have got to get glasses for me eyes as everything is out of focus and my back hurts some too.”
The two did not recognize Megan and Peter as they strolled by.
“Look at that old woman holding hands with that young stud. If she can get someone like him, then we should have a chance. Amber, we’re hitting the clubs and go fishing, tonight is Ladies night!”
“Was that….” Megan looked back.
“Yep, Brittany and Amber. I thought they could stand being a few years older. Had to tes the device ya know.” Peter smiled and squeezed Megan’s hand.
“Guess the cheerleading squad is going to need replacements.” Megan laughed.
“Well, who knows, it suits those two. After all, the football team you three cheered for is called the Cougars.”
By
Merlin
Portsmouth High School had more than its share if clicks. From jocks to nerds, from geeks to preppies. However, one of the more notorious was three of the cheerleading squad members known as “the unholy trinity.” Their names were Brittany, Amber, and Megan. Brittany was a 17 year-old Junior and Captain of the cheerleading squad. With sandy blonde hair, a taught, tan athletic body and legs, she had perky 34-C cup breasts and blue eyes. She was the wet dream of most of the boys at Portsmouth. Her cohort in crime was Amber, a sexy 16 year-old sophomore with long sandy blonde hair and a similar taught young lithe body and shapely teenaged legs with quite the come-hither smile and impressive 36-B cup breasts.
Finally, there was Megan, the newest member of the squad. At just 14 years of age and a freshman, it was unusual for someone so young to be on the varsity squad. But having been a gymnast since she was 6, she was athletically skilled and could do backflips like no one else. Brittany and Amber saw her natural talent and decided to “adopt” and mold her into their image. A perky brunette with long dark brown hair, she had a sweet innocent face and taught young body just entering puberty and adolescence. Her curves were just beginning to appear and form and she still just had small but firm 32-B cup breasts. She followed Brittany and Amber around like a small pet, eager to do as they said. These three made up the core of the very talented and sexy Portsmouth Cheerleading squad.
From left to right, Brittany, Amber, and Megan.
Peter Andrews was a bright, young freshman at Portsmouth. You could say he was a gifted scientific prodigy. He actually had scholarship offers to colleges such as MIT and Berkley for science, but his parents wanted the young awkward 14 year old boy to experience high school before being forced to grow up too soon and thrust into college. Peter’s best childhood friend had been Megan. They had grown up next door to each other and played together. Peter lost touch with her over the summer and had been out sick the first few weeks of school, so now he was back and enrolled and hoped that his friend Megan would show him around. Peter was a skinny, awkward boy. He soon spied Mega in the crowed hallway at her locker. She was wearing her cheerleading uniform and she looked so pretty. She seemed to have started to fill out over the summer he thought. She was going to be a stunning beauty in the next year or two he thought.
“Uh Hi Megan. How are ya?”
Megan looked up and saw her old friend Peter and she grinned. “Hi Peter, how are you?!” she hugged Peter.
“I’m fine, you look great! Cheerleading, huh? Looks good on you.”
“Yea, can you believe it? I made varsity, which is unheard of for a freshman!”
About that time Brittany and Amber strolled up. “Who’s your little friend, Megan” asked Brittany in a snarky, yet sweet tone that she was expert at.
“Oh, this is Peter, we grew up next to each other. Peter, this is….”
“Nice to meet you Peter, but we need to take Megan somewhere right now. Bye.” And at that they quickly led Megan away so fast that Peter never even had the time to say anything in response. Once down the hallway, Brittany took Megan and Amber into the girl’s bathroom.
“There can be no more of that Megan. We don’t associate with people like that.”
“What do you mean? Peter is one of my oldest friends.”
“Not anymore Meg. Not if you want to stay on the squad. We cannot be seen with geeks like that.”
“But…”
“There are no ‘but’s’ Meg. Make whatever excuse you want to him, but we do not want to EVER see you talking or associating with the likes of him again. GOT IT??!!”
Megan cowered at Brittany and Amber’s warning. She wanted desperately to be accepted and be one of the popular girls and not an outcast. She saw what happened to them, and it wasn’t pretty. Peter would understand she hoped.
The rest of the day Peter kept trying to approach Megan and talk with her, but she would always brush him off and walk away.
That evening he got a knock at his front door and when he opened it, no one was there, but a note. It was from Megan.
“Dear Peter,
I’m sorry but we can no longer ne friends. I have got new friends now and I like my new life and want to stay on the cheerleading squad and I have discovered that I can’t do that and still be friends with you. Please understand and please do not try to talk to me at school ever again. “
Peter was crushed.
Over the next few weeks Peter felt more and more like an outcast. As if to drive the point home, it almost seemed like Megan was going out of her way to be cruel to Peter, as did Brittany and Amber. They would often trip him in the cafeteria and make him spill his food and they would laugh at him as Brittany would mumble cutely “oops!”
Peter had enough and began working hard on a science project he had been thinking about for some time. He wanted to be old enough to just head to college and get away from these high school terrors. He also felt so betrayed by Megan as well. He had often thought that perhaps one day she might become his girlfriend. When they were both 12 they had experimented kissing and liked it and they had made a pact that once they were older, they would be boyfriend and girlfriend. Well now that seemed like a distant memory.
The device he was creating was based on his theory that time was a manipulative string and that one could create a zone of time distortion and that actually accelerate aging in an object or even a person. If it worked, he could age himself a few years and then accept those college scholarships and skip those awkward high school years.
The hardest part of the circuitry was the power source, as it needed something special. He was able to obtain some radioactive material from the local hospital’s radiology department where his mother worked by sneaking in there and breaking into one of the machines. It was now ready to test. He made it look like a small unassuming black box about the size of a small remote with simple push buttons and a small display, utilizing an old iPhone and assimilating its touchscreen technology into it.
Now he had to test it. Walking into his back yard he spotted a small sapling tree that had just been planted a few days earlier. Opening the visual application he saw the tree on his iPhone screen and programmed the device for 20 years. When he hit enter, a quick blinding flash of light emitted from the device and enveloped the tree. The tree suddenly began to grow before his very eyes into a mature fully grown oak tree. “Good God, it works!” he exclaimed excitedly.
However, he also knew he needed more tests before he would try it on himself. Putting it into his backpack he went off to school that morning, looking forward to not having to go back there soon.
Later that day, he spied Megan alone at her locker and decided to try and give her one more chance to explain herself.
“Megan, can we talk?” Peter walked up to her and asked.
“Peter! What did I tell you? I said NEVER talk to me again, especially here at school!!”
But we need to…”
At that very moment Peter felt something wet being poured over his head. It was dirty toilet water and it was being poured on him by Brittany.
“We told you to leave her alone loser.” Snarked Brittany.
Megan actually looked sympathetically over at Peter for a second, then saw Brittant and Amber judging her response.
“Yea Peter, you such a loser!” yelled Megan. “You’re just a useless nerd. Stop stalking me!”
“Fucking worthless punk” laughed Amber.
Peter fumed as all the kids in the hallway were pointing and laughing at him.
“You girls just wait. One day it will be guys like me that run things and you’re living your best years now in high school, you’ll be useless once you’re older and no longer have your looks!”
Brittany leaned over and laughed. “Maybe jerk, but for now we are the young and beautiful ones, not you. And we will stay beautiful, while you will always be a loser.” And with that the unholy trinity sashayed off leaving Peter wet and humiliated.
“So they think they will stay beautiful forever, huh? Well let’s find out!” as Peter mumbled to himself and stormed off.
BRITTANY
Once school was over he followed Brittany home and snuck into her backyard, where he could see into her bedroom. He could see her plainly as she had stripped off her clothes down to her underwear. She was wearing a Victoria Secret matching set of a black lace bra and black silk thong panties, which highlighted her very sexy 17 year-old body.
Taking aim, Peter decided to age her just a few years at first as he still did not know how the device would work on a person. He set it for five years and fired. Brittany seemed to glow for a moment and then she began to age quickly as her breasts grew and pressed against her teenage bra straining its proportions. She quickly unclasped the bra and let it drop to the floor as did she also quickly take off her thing panties as they were beginning to cut into her butt and thigh. She also shot up in height a few inches as her curves deepened and matured and her legs became longer and her butt blossomed into a beautiful bubble butt, perfectly proportioned. She was now a full-grown adult woman of 22 and she was a knockout! Brittany was not sure what had just happened, but she was amazed at the transformation and it felt sooo good as she moaned in approval and began to explore her new womanly body.
Brittany began turning and posing in her mirror, admiring her new adult body. “I don’t know what happened” she moaned, “but I like it! And so will all those boys at school!” Even Peter was amazed at her stunning beauty.
“Well, that’s about enough of that.” Smiled Peter as he set the device for another 20 years and hit enter. Another flash of light engulfed Brittany as the aging began again in earnest. As she was looking in the mirror she began to feel different and warm. Were her impressive breasts starting to sag some? They seemed to sag a bit on her chest and her skin seemed to lose its luster. She looked closely in the mirror and began to see small lines creep around her eyes and mouth as she entered her 30s. Grey hairs seemed to sprout on her head and weave themselves into her blonde mane. She felt her body lose its tone as she entered middle-age and her tight stomach was now getting just a bit flabby. When it was over, Brittany was now a full-grown middle-aged adult woman of 42. She was still attractive, but it was a middle-aged attractiveness. She should have been married and had kids of her own at this point in her life, perhaps a daughter who should have been as old as she once was. “Oh God, what’s happened to me!?” shrieked Brittany, whose voice seemed a bit lower than before. As she stood there stunned, she shook her head. “I’ve got to get out of here and try to find some help.” She tried putting on some of her old clothes, but none of them fit. Disgusted, she went into her mother’s bedroom and found a bra and panties that fit, though she had to heft her now larger and sagging breasts into them. She then found a floral print dress that reached down below her knees and some flats that fit her aching feet. Pulling her hair back into a bun and putting on some tasteful make-up and some of her mother’s jewelry she took account of herself in the mirror. She looked like a mature adult woman now and not a young high school junior. She forced herself to smile slightly before grabbing her car keys and purse and rushing out the door to head to her doctors.
“One down, two to go” smiled Peter.
AMBER
Brittany’s friend and squad mate Amber lived only a few houses down, so it was relatively easy to walk there and sneak into her yard. She lived on the first floor and her bathroom connected to her princess bedroom. She was in the midst of getting ready to take a shower, and she didn’t care if the curtains were open or not, as she was a bit of an exhibitionist. Peter had to admit that she was a real stunning beauty. She was already in a robe when he got there and as she walked into the bathroom she let her robe fall of her nubile and taught 16 year old body. Her 36 B-cup breasts were perky and defying gravity with pink nipples. She had a flat and toned stomach with the sexy curves and outlines of a teenage girl on the cusp of womanhood. Her pussy was shaved and completely smooth giving her a very erotic look. Putting her long sandy hair up in a bun, she stepped into the stall shower and turned on the hot water. Peter was mesmerized her as before Brittany, he had only seen a naked girl on the internet.
Finally, he came to his senses and aimed the box at Amber and then paused. He liked watching Brittany age in spurts and see her blossom, why not do the same to Amber? Setting the device to age her 10 years, he fired. The familiar light seemed to glow around Amber, who felt an electric tingle throughout her body. Suddenly she began to age a year for almost every second. She first shot up another 4 inches in height making her 5 foot 8 and her breasts seem to enlarge like two balloons being filled with water until they were large 36-D cups and they had almost a tear drop shape to them.
Amber had her eyes closed as she began to feel her maturing body as her hips flared out even more and her legs grown long and sensuous with just the right tone. Her hair darkened as the fake blonde highlights faded revealing her natural hair color. When she opened her eyes, everything seemed a bit smaller than before, except her own adult body.
She bent over to put her shampoo down and discovered that she had to cup her large breasts in order to keep them from swaying and knocking her off balance. Standing erect again, she felt amazing.
“Oh my,” she whispered to herself, “I seem to have gotten older somehow.” She stepped out of the shower stall and looked into the mirror. What she saw was a 25 year old adult woman staring back at her. “I must be in my twenties now. I have no idea how this happened, but it feels so good!”
Grabbing her towel she began to dry herself off, and as she did she felt every part of her new body. It was so sensitive to the touch now. She let out small gasps as she caresses it.
Dropping the towel she let her hair down from its bun and it fell softly around her. She lifted up her now adult leg on the best and bent over to feel it. It was the shapely and sexy leg of a woman and not a girl and she liked the feel of it. Her now large breasts brushing and pressing against her upper leg. This send tingles through her body.
She couldn’t take it any longer as she desperately wanted to explore more, her now adult hormones raging. She sat down on her now too small bed, arching her feet up. She cupped her large breasts and caressed them as she reached down with her other hand to explore her inner thigh, which was wet in excitement. She felt soft downy hairs that had grown back there since she aged and it felt good.
Not being able to stand it any longer she collapsed onto her back and probed deeply, moaning loudly as she did.
Soon she felt her entire body shudder as wave and wave of orgasms erupted inside her as she screamed loudly and collapsed back onto the bed.
Feeling the warm, hot juices on her fingers she slowly sat back up. “I think I am going to like being an adult woman!” she moaned. “Now I don’t have to finish school or go to college. I can just start my million dollar modeling career!”
“Not for long you won’t” smiled Peter who had really enjoyed watching Amber play with herself. It got him all aroused as well, but now it was time to finish what he had started. Setting the device for 20 years he fired at Amber again, sending that glow around her.
She quickly entered her 30s and left her youthful beauty behind. She was still a beauty, but now a more mature one. Her hair lost its luster and actually darkened slightly and then grey hairs began to appear in them. Creases formed around her eyes as the familiar laugh lines deepened around her once pouting mouth. Amber was horrified as she looked at her hands, which became more worn and weathered. They were looking like her mother’s hands now. She rushed to the mirror and was shocked to herself now entering her 40s. Her breasts grew a bit large to DD cups and then began sagging even more.
“No, no, no! Make it stop!” she sobbed, but on it went stopping when she was 45. Amber cried for a few minutes at her lost youth. Shoe got up and walked back into the bathroom, her once curvaceous ass dropping now and middle-aged breasts swaying back and forth in desperate need of support. She found a few things and cut her long hair, which now stretched past her waist, to a shoulder cut, making it easier to manage. She then got some of her mother’s hair products to cover the grey. When she finished, she had to borrow some of her mother’s underwear and cloths. She found a conservative powder-blue blouse that showed a hint of her middle-aged cleavage, much more conservative than she had ever worn before. She then put on some conservative dark slacks. She walked barefoot over to her bed and sat down, tucking up her once long and athletic legs up and crossed her arms and checked herself out in the mirror. Her face had a harshness now. Her once pert up-turned nose and girlish features were long gone. She was now a middle-aged soccer mom who should have a daughter that was old enough to be in college now. She started sobbing again trying to think of what she should do and how to explain this to her mother when she got home. She could now be old enough to be her mother’s older sister! This made her sob harder.
MEGAN
Satisfied with his work, he headed home to find his once best friend and neighbor, Megan. He had saved her for last. This one was personal.
Peter strolled over and knocked on Megan’s door. Her folks were not home so he knew she would answer. The door opened and Megan looked at Peter a bit shocked to see him.
“I thought I told you we couldn’t see each other anymore” she said walking away towards her room. She was wearing a cute yellow plaid summer dress that went down to just above her knees. She had just come from the salon were she had her hair cut shoulder length and she was using a hair comb to keep it in style. She was looking cuter than ever.
“Well, I have got something I think you should hear. I’m leaving town tomorrow.”
Megan stopped and turned around. “What do you mean you are leaving?”
“I am accepting the MIT scholarship and just skip high school. It’s just not for me.”
“But you’re too young to go.” She said.
“Not for long. You see, I have invented this device that can actually age things, including people.”
Megan began to laugh, “Oh really Peter. You should have stopped while you were ahead. You almost had me with the college thing, but aging, really?”
“Well, I guess you just need proof then. “ Peter smiled as he dialed in 10 years and aimed and fired it at Megan. Megan was a bit startled when he did that and then with the strange glow that seemed to surround her. “Peter, what did you do?!” she exclaimed as her body began to tingle.
“You have been acting like a child these past few weeks, so I think it is time that you grew up!”
Megan felt her tiny 14 year old body begin to grow and age. The dress she was wearing began to get smaller. It was loose before, but now it seemed to shrink on her rapidly aging body. She hit 15 and then 16 with a vengeance as puberty took full hold of her. Her small pert breasts which were barely there before swelled to 34 C cups. Her legs and body matured rapidly as she shot through her teen years. She hadn’t been wearing a bra before as she didn’t need to, but now she could feel an unfamiliar weight on her maturing chest and her hips began to flare out taking a very womanly shape. Her formally skinny shape was molding and evolving into that of a ripe young woman. Her face rounded some and her lips filled out more as the buttons on the dress seemed to pop open from the strain. Through her college years she aged until she was now in her early 20s, finally stopping at 24 years of age. Peter had been fascinated watching his childhood friend age. She was now an incredibly pixie cute full-grown adult woman. That is when Peter noticed she was wearing the necklace he had given her when she was 12 and they had experimented with kissing.
“Oh my,” gasped Megan. “You really did it!” I feel so grown up, and oh, my voice!” she cupped her mouth surprised at the deep, sensual voice it had become.
“You’re wearing the necklace I have you.” He said quietly.
Megan smiled. “Of course I wear it. I have never forgotten about that time when we were 12.”
“Then why have you been so mean to me?” he exclaimed.
Megan frowned for a moment and then smiled again. “I don’t know what I was thinking Peter. I was just a young and inexperienced 14 year old girl who just wanted to fit in. But you have made me a woman and I am seeing and feeling things differently. In fact…..” Megan smiled as she slowly began to undress.
“What are you doing?” Peter gasped.
“Something I should have done before now Peter” she whispered as she let the dress fall to the floor, revealing her young, beautiful adult body, her thighs and ass now constrained in what were once normal black panties, but now fit and molded to her body like thong underwear. Peter then notices the tattoo’s. Megan smiled as he saw where he was looking.
“Oh those, they are not real, just rub-on’s that Brittany and Amber made me put on like an initiation. Perhaps you can help me take them off?” she cooed.
Finally, she let her panties fall to the floor revealing a full, thick bush of brown hair. “Oh my, that’s new.” She giggled as she turned her body to hide the bush and showed off her now very full, round and shapely butt.
Peter walked over and hesitantly reached out and touched Megan’s arm and stroked it down her curvaceous side. Megan closed her eyes and moaned in approval.
“I’m still a virgin, Peter, as I am sure you are too. I have been saving myself for you. It’s you I have always wanted. I’m so sorry I treated you the way I did. Forgive me?”
Peter dropped the device and leaned over and kissed the now womanly Megan, who kissed him back hard. However, when the device hit the floor it misfired twice, striking Megan once again with the same setting of 10 years and then another 10 years. As they began to frantically kiss like two inexperienced teenagers (which they were) Megan began to age more. Her breasts seemed to grow a bit more to 36-C cups and started to sag. Her skin seemed to lose its youthful luster and dry out. Her face lost its perky cuteness and softened as small line and wrinkles formed. Her shapely ass began to droop as well, but it didn’t matter to the two making out and petting, they did not notice as Megan’s now middle-aged hormones were in full blossom and she desperately wanted Peter inside of her now.
She dragged him to her bedroom and as she sat down on the bed, Peter pulled away to undress, that is when he saw a now 44 year-old Megan grinning back at him. She looked like one of his teachers.
“Oh Megan, I’m so sorry!” Peter exclaimed.
“Why, what’s….my voice! It sounds so much lower….so much….older?” Mega looked over and saw her reflection and saw an unrecognizable middle-aged woman starting back at her. “What happened?!”
“The device must have gone off when I dropped it. I’m sorry!” Peter leaned in and kissed her.
“You, you still want me? Even though I old enough to be your mother now?” she asked with tears in her eyes.”
“Yes, I want you Meg, I always have and I always will.” Peter kissed her again and this time Megan couldn’t take it any longer. Being a middle-aged virgin was too much as she grabbed Peter and dragged him onto the bed. “Come here little boy. It’s time to make a man out of you, and I need you to make a woman out of me!”
“I’ve always had a thing for MILF’s” laughed Peter as he fell on top of her and penetrated her middle-aged pussy with his teenage throbbing cock as she moaned in pleasure.
The two of them had frantic teenaged sex again and again, and it was the now much older Megan that had to stop and catch her breath as she was now a bit out of shape and no longer the youthful, energetic young 14 year old teenage cheerleader.
After resting in each other’s arms, Peter sat up. I think it is time for me to make a change. And with that he walked into the other room and retrieved the device. It was still set for 10 years. Perfect! He could become a 24 year old man and attend the college. He aimed it at himself and set the timer and stood back, unaware that Megan had followed him into the room. She grabbed him from behind lovingly just as the device fired, enveloping both of them in the glow.
“Megan, no!” but it was too late. Megan began to feel hot flashes rack her body as she hit menopause and aged another 10 years. Meanwhile, Peter shot up in height as his body began to fill out, evolving from a skinny geeky boy into a young man with muscles and washboard abs. As he aged into a 24 year old man, he was now quite the hunk and very handsome with stubble on his now chiseled face.
Megan, however, was now a 54 year old matronly and mature older woman. Her hair had not gone grey and just dulled in color when she aged to 44, but now her hair was now mostly grey and the lines and wrinkles of age could be seen much more clearly, especially around her mouth. Her body had lost more muscle mass and her once perky breasts sagged even more and her entire body had softened as she now had a muffin top and cellulite around her upper legs and thighs.
“Oh God, I am so old now! Can you change me back Peter?”
Peter looked at her lovingly. “I’m sorry honey” he said, also surprised at the bass tenor of his adult voice, “but I haven’t figured out how to reverse the process yet. But I will, I promise I will, no matter how long it takes. And until that time, I want you to be with me. In fact….” Peter got down on one knee, “Will you marry me Megan?”
Megan’s eye’s welled up as she looked into Peter’s eyes and nodded and then laughed, “It only took you 40 years to ask!” Peter stood up and embraced her.
“But what are people going to say? I’m old enough to be your mother now. Hell, I’m old enough to be my mother’s mother, which makes me a grandmother!”
“Your age does not matter to me. It is you I love.” Megan smiled and looked down at Peter’s still nude body and now saw his very large and erect adult cock. “Seems you have grown a great deal sweetheart. I think we should christen your new body.” Peter grabbed Megan and flung her back onto the bed.
This time the sex they had was slower, more experienced and mature and much more satisfying as Megan experienced multiple orgasms, screaming long and low while scratching Peter’s back.
“Hmmmmm…..there is something to be said for having sex with a younger man. Especially one that is now 30 years younger than me.”
The two got up and got dressed. Peter found some of Megan’s fathers clothes and put them on while Megan had to wear her mother’s things, She winced as she had to heft her sagging breasts into the cups of the bra and feel her sagging ass as she pulled up the adult panties. She choose a simple grey top and applied a little make-up to look tasteful and then examined herself in the mirror and smiled.
“Not bad I guess for an old woman.” She muttered, “But I can always dye my hair and get rid of this grey.”
“You’ll do no such thing!” Peter laughed as he reached around and grabbed her from behind. “I like it just like that. “Don’t be afraid of acting your age, Megan.”
The two walked outside and took a stroll down the street trying to decide just how to tell their parents what had happened. That’s when they spotted Brittany and Amber sitting on a park bench chatting. They were both now wearing more age appropriate clothes and they looked like two middle-aged soccer mom’s exchanging recipes.
“Well Amber, the doctor said it is a rare disease they we both got somehow and there is nothing we can do about it, so we are just going to have to accept our fates and make the best of it!”
“We can still attract men, just older men now. That’s going to take some getting used to”
“Yes, but we need to find a couple of rich men as soon as possible before we get any older! By the way, have you noticed that we don’t have as much energy as before? I get winded really easily now and my feet seem to ache all the time.”
“I know what you mean Brit, I think I have got to get glasses for me eyes as everything is out of focus and my back hurts some too.”
The two did not recognize Megan and Peter as they strolled by.
“Look at that old woman holding hands with that young stud. If she can get someone like him, then we should have a chance. Amber, we’re hitting the clubs and go fishing, tonight is Ladies night!”
“Was that….” Megan looked back.
“Yep, Brittany and Amber. I thought they could stand being a few years older. Had to tes the device ya know.” Peter smiled and squeezed Megan’s hand.
“Guess the cheerleading squad is going to need replacements.” Megan laughed.
“Well, who knows, it suits those two. After all, the football team you three cheered for is called the Cougars.”