Three-year-old Aiko Miura watched, chewing on a corner of her discarded blouse, as her older sister poured something into the sink. Her daddy had pulled off her blouse so that he could get her ready for her nightly bath. Before he even turned on the water, the phone rang. He told her to wait while he answered it. She grinned around a mouthful of fabric.
Mariko Miura had heard the phone too. The ten-year-old sister of Aiko was always being naughty. She came right after her daddy left and hadn't even noticed the little girl. Her attention was on a bottle she got from an old lady less than an hour before. So the toddler sat quietly in wide-eyed fascination.
Aiko couldn't quite figure out what her older sister was doing. She was pouring something very carefully into the sink. Maybe it was something big girls did. Now this raven-haired toddler had as much attention span as any other child her age. However, two things fascinated her:
First, the thick liquid coming from the bottle was her favorite color and seemed to ooze out like hot taffy. The other point that made her watch her sister was that Mariko was acting awfully funny for a girl who was about to get a spanking.
Mariko had done something that she claimed would really tick off their dad. She grumbled about being treated like a little girl and not putting up with it anymore. If it had been Aiko, she would have found the nearest place to hide her little diapered bottom.
"Mariko Miura!" their father then roared. Her big sister winced. Turning, she noticed Aiko sitting on the floor. "MARIKO UNPEI MIURA! GET OUT HERE!" The preteen sighed and left saying she'd be right back.
Aiko was sorely tempted to follow her sister out. She wasn't always the nicest sister. Watching the ten-year-old being spanked was always good entertainment for her. The preteen made a big fuss about everything. As spankings went, her dad's were probably the mildest around.
This time she didn't though. She wanted to see what that funny liquid in the sink was. There was no stepstool nearby but that didn't stop her. It was hard work but eventually Aiko was on the edge of the sink.
She gave a glance towards the door when voices rose in volume. Maybe they were coming back. Briefly, very briefly, she wondered if she shouldn't try and get down. A matching spanking was not something she wanted. The thought passed quickly and curiosity took over. The youngster went to touch the funny liquid. That's when she slipped.
Aiko didn't even have time to cry out in surprise. For an instant, she was tittering there at the edge of the sink, the next instant she was sitting in the liquid goo in the basin. Her blue shorts looked purple and it felt as if she'd just gone potty. Maybe she wasn't that far off from her own spanking.
She just started to worry about that when things started to happen. First, her toes expanded. Aiko was both delighted and worried. She loved her toes. Her daddy often said they were really cute when he tickled them. They grew bigger, then her feet started to feel heavy as their mass increased. It just wasn't the lower part that changed. Her fingers became longer and more slender. Her fingernails grew longer. Her hands became less pudgy and more adult looking.
Her legs seemed to slither over the edge of the sink as they lengthened, growing firmer and shapelier. Aiko wasn't really scared but she could feel something constricting her middle as her waist expanded. She looked down as her plump bottom became firmer, her hips expanded even more than her waist. It felt like she was sitting on a pillow and she felt funny sensations in other places too.
Her arms became as ungainly as her legs but it helped to balance out the weight of her new limbs. Her legs quickly grew long enough for her knees to hang over the edge of the sink allowing her lower legs to dangle freely.
Baby-fat rippled away as her tummy became flatter and broader. Her hair grew longer past her shoulders. Her flat chest stated to expand as shoulders became wider, neck became longer. Over the ensuing moments, her chest filled until there were two round boobies, firm and compact, just like Mommy's. She felt the tiny brown nubs on them stiffen and tingle in the cool air. Funny hairs grew between her legs. Soon, a twenty-six-year-old woman sat where the toddler was moments ago.
It was uncomfortable sitting in the sink so the new woman started to push herself out as the door opened. She stopped as her sister came in followed closely by her daddy. They stopped and just stared.
Aiko smiled a little when she thought she heard Mariko say,
"I'm in for another spankin'." This time Aiko was going
to watch.