My name's Mindy and I have a bit of a problem. Ya see, I hated being old. Not old "old" but being forty-eight wasn't any fun. The men, if they were hunks, ignored me. I didn't have any interest in the older ones.
I look six? Well... that's the other problem: I'm not supposed to be six. I'm supposed to be eighteen. Being six means a lot of things, early bedtimes, eating my veggies, going to school, instead of having fun at the clubs, and worst of all, spankings if I'm extra naughty. Given how wild I was as an adult, you can imagine that I spend a good portion of my time with a sore ass... I mean bottom. Daddy don't like me using naughty words.
So where was I... oh yeah. I got this way because I was too greedy. See I had the normal middle-age aches and pains, some gray hairs, a few wrinkles... My D-cup assets were really starting to droop, and like I said, the studs didn't want anything to do with me. I tried everything I could and had almost given up hope.
Then I found this old gypsy. Out of sheer desperation, I paid her $5000 for a magic potion. I thought later the old hag had swindled me. What? Yeah that green vial you see in the glass case. Cost me too much to pitch away.
So anyway, I went home and took a swig of that crap... I mean stuff, like she told me. Just a small amount. At first, I didn't think it worked but it did. My arms became less flabby. My legs became shapely again. The varicose veins and the age spots had gone. My assets firmed up PDQ as well. My figure had returned and I couldn't wait to try it out at my favorite nightspot.
Of course, it worked! Don't look so surprised. I was a sleek twenty-five-year-old blue-eyed blond of haunting beauty. I managed to even gain the attention of my boarder. He was only polite to my older self but gave a wolf whistle when he got a load of me in my tank top and miniskirt. Called me a "hot babe". It had been awhile... Anyway, I let him drool for a minute before leaving.
I'll spare you the details of what followed. Let's just say, I got back home delighted but like I said: I was greedy. I wanted a little bit more youth. To give me more energy and more sex appeal. Say eighteen. I needed a bath so poured a little of that potion in the water. It sorta foamed like a bubble bath but not a lot. I didn't think much of it. I took off my clothes, slipped into the water, and after washing up laid back and relaxed.
I musta dozed off because when I woke up... my chest was as flat as a board. I had a little baby fat back. The tub was so huge that I thought I was on something for a minute. Then I noticed that the only hair I had was on my head. My arms and legs were even shorter than before. And my figure...
I freaked out. I raised such a commotion that my boarder came running to see what was the problem.
I swear I won't mess with that stuff again. I only keep it around as a reminder not to be greedy.
What? Parents? No, they're too old to look after me and I'm an only child. We worked it out so I could be adopted properly. Say you look like a nice person. Ever wanted a little sister? Hey wait! I'm not that bad, honest!