Derek had left it on the counter, right out in the open! What if one of the kids had taken it? The two youth cookies sat on a small blue plate covered with a clear glass top on the kitchen counter. Karen attempted to ignore them as she readied her belongings for work. She glanced at the clock above the sink- 8:35?! God, she was going to be late. Karen was still in her bra and panties trying to read her reports, make muffins and finish her coffee. Karen tried to concentrate on her paper, but found herself reading the same paragraph over and over.
She moved around the kitchen as if in a dream, performing her
morning rituals on auto pilot. Her entire attention was drawn
to the cookies. She imagined what they would say at the office
when she waltzed into the morning meeting looking like a twenty
year old. The clothes she could wear again- wow! Her mind reeled
with possibilities. And Derek, what a surprise for him; she could
wear one of her fantasy costumes-sexy schoolgirl or cheerleader
when he came home. She would look really good and appropriate
in them now.
It wasn't that Karen was old, but at forty-eight she knew she
wasn't as tight and fresh looking as she had been. So, when Derek
had jokingly pulled up a website with "youth cookies"
they laughed. But they read further and their scoffing turned
to interest. Youth in an easy to swallow form, no strange vials
or potions or chanting. What could be a more appropriate edible
symbol for recapturing youth than a cookie? Ice cream maybe, but
that's a little hard to send overnight FedEx. The website had
actual testimony and before and after pictures. It all seemed
like a scam, but the pictures displayed in the before column had
various men and women all over fifty, then in the after poses
they looked twenty or so, some a little younger. The pictures
were good because of the daily newspapers they had the subjects
hold up to the camera. Plus, the clothes were the same, they were
all dressed in a contemporary fashion. So, half serious, half
hoping, half jokingly they ordered the cookies.
Karen now sat and stared at the blue plate turning the events
over in her mind. Moments clicked by. Suddenly, Karen decided
she would do it. She picked up the plate and read the instructions
printed underneath- "eat half with milk." She poured
a glass of milk and ate the cookie. It instantly began to take
hold of her. Her body felt warm. She looked down at herself and
watched as her slightly sagging breasts began to firm and pull
upward. She noticed the veins in her legs had disappeared and
seemed to be tighten and firming. She stretched her arms out and
laughed. She judge herself to be about thirty-seven. "This
is great, it really does work!" she said out loud.
Her skin felt tighter and tighter and her energy seemed to be
returning in leaps and bounds. She was beginning to feel invincible.
Her legs now looked sculpted and toned. Her breasts were now completely
firm and looked to be about a healthy 36C. She looked down again
to judge her age. She appeared to be about twenty-five. "Wow,
this stuff works fast." She thought.
However, at this point she realized that she was still very warm
and her skin was beginning to feel itchy. She looked down again.
Wait. Did the counter seem closer? Was she getting shorter? She
glanced at her body. Oh No! Her breasts were receding. She appeared
to be about a 32B. They were firmer and barely filled the bra
now. Her panties had also become much looser. Her hips had slimmed
and her legs were getting thinner and thinner! Karen grabbed onto
the counter for stability. It was then she got really scared.
As she held onto the counter she felt her arm stretch upward as
the counter moved toward the ceiling. It was as if she was slowly
kneeling but she was standing on her own little feet!
Then everything stopped. Karen had closed her eyes in fear, but
now she slowly opened them. She looked down and screamed "I
look like I'm eight!" She was right.
The moments that followed were not pleasant. She cried, she screamed,
she ranted and raved. She pounded her fists and cursed the Internet
and Derek several times. After all was expelled from her system
she sat down wrote a note to Derek, made two phone calls and went
to the bedroom and waited. She chose the chair opposite the bedroom
door.
At six o'clock Derek whistled his way into the kitchen from the
garage. He was happy because he had found a last minute baby-sitter
for the kids. This way, Karen and he would have all weekend alone.
And, he was secretly hoping the cookies really worked, if not,
they could fantasize and play around like they really did. Derek
opened the refrigerator grabbed a bottle of water and noticed
the plate. One cookie was gone! "Ooooh" he thought "someone's
started without me." The note next to the cookie was scented
and signed with a "K" in red lipstick. This was their
signal that play was in the air. The note read "I ate one
of the cookies and it really works, it made me young and sexy
and very horny. I am waiting in the bedroom for a young sexy man
to come and teach me about love, eat a cookie and drink a glass
of milk then come take me!" Derek nearly spilled the milk
twice pouring it into the glass. Moments later, the cookie and
milk were in his system.
He took off his tie and jacket and walked into the bedroom. He
pushed the door open and stared at the little girl sitting opposite
him. After a moment of silence Derek asked
"Well, who are you, little girl?"
"It's me you idiot." Karen sneered.
Karen told Derek of her experience. Derek tried to reason with
Karen. However, Karen in order to end the argument, handed Derek
a piece of paper. They were the printed instructions from the
website along with his transaction record. The instructions read-
"Eat half with milk." This meant half a cookie. Derek
had inadvertently double clicked his "submit" button
and placed the order twice. They had sent them an order for four,
not two. Karen had taken a double dose.
Derek then realized what she was saying. He had just eaten a whole
cookie! "Why" Derek asked.
"I want you to see what it feels like." Karen laughed.
"You turned me into a sexless eight year old. Look at me!"
With that Karen climbed out of the chair and stripped off her
bra and panties. Derek stared at the woman he used to know. She
was cute, small, flat-chested, hairless and pissed-off.
It was then that Derek began to make some calculations in his
head. If Karen, at forty-eight had become eight, he was about
to become five! Then it happened, seemingly faster to Karen than
she remembered. She watched as Derek shrank and receded into his
clothes.
Then little Derek stood looking up into his naked wife's eyes.
Looking up? Karen smirked at the tiny little boy in front of her
now. "Not so big now, are you little boy?" She emphasized
the last words. "Come here" she snapped. "I've
been waiting all day for this!"
Karen grabbed the small five year old right out of his clothes
and sat back down on the chair and threw Derek across her lap.
Smack! smack! She spanked him for about a minute, until her hand
couldn't handle anymore. His bottom was red and he was crying,
really crying. She was in heaven.
Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and there stood Julie. Julie
was eighteen and here to pick up the Thompson kids. Julie walked
over and loomed above Karen. "I don't think you're old enough
to be spanking your brother, do you?" Julie asked.
"Fuck-off, who the hell are you?" Karen shot back.
Julie was stunned.
Meanwhile, Derek had taken this opportunity to escape off of Karen's
lap. "She's the baby-sitter I hired." Derek said sounding
just like a five year old.
"That's so cute" Julie cooed at Derek. She then leaned
over toward him giving him full view of the top of her breasts.
Derek took the view in fully.
"Are you okay?" Julie asked, "she didn't hurt you?"
Derek shook his head no moving closer to his protector. Karen
grew furious watching Derek leer at this bimbo, plus for hiring
her in the first place. "You bastard, quit staring at her
boobs." Karen shouted, "you need another spanking?"
And with that Julie had had enough. The language and attitude
of this little girl was too much. So as Karen made a grab for
Derek she felt herself being yanked upward causing her to twist
on the tips of her toes. Julie had her by the wrist. Julie then
sat down and pulled Karen with ease over her lap. Karen then realized
what was coming and attempted to scramble to safety. Holding Karen
with her left hand on her back Julie began spanking Karen. Karen
kicked and cried and pleaded. "I'll be good, I swear, I'll
be good." She screamed. Derek chuckled silently.
An hour later found Karen and Derek sitting in the back of Julie's
Ford Escort. Karen was still sniffling from her spanking for refusing
to go.
"I'm gonna get you for this, I don't know how, but I'll find
a way." Karen whispered to Derek.
"Karen's swearing." Derek sang out from the back seat.
Julie pulled the car over out of traffic and leaned over the back
seat and glared at the two regressed adults.
"Knock it off. If you don't stop, you won't even be able
to sit down. Or I could stop and get some milk and you could have
some more cookies. Does that sound good?"
Derek and Karen looked at each other. Julie turned back around
and pulled back into traffic. "I wonder which one of you
looks cuter in diapers? Maybe we'll just have to find out."
Julie chuckled to herself as the "kids" in the back
began to silently sniffle.