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CAUTION: This story has what might be labeled Incest as a small girl is transformed into her Mother and has sex with her Father. If this subject matter is revolting to you please read no further. The TG part in this story is fairly small, but I thought some of you would enjoy it anyway. Warning, this story contains adult material, and if you are under 18, or offended by such material, please read no further. Altered Fates: Playing Dress up By Morpheus ([email protected]) Part 1. Little Melissa Mitchel waited impatiently for the door to open. She and her Daddy, Tom Mitchel had come over to her favorite uncles house, but Uncle Dennis wasn't home. Being 7 years old, Melissa didn't have much patience, and kept knocking at the door, while her Daddy, Tom looked at his watch. Tom had an important call he needed to make, and had been planning to make it from his brothers phone, but was disappointed to find Dennis wasn't home. He shouldn't be surprised he thought, since he hadn't told Dennis he was coming over. Finally giving up hope that someone might be home, Tom remembered that Dennis kept the spare key under a lawn gnome near the door. Briefly he felt guilty for going into his Dennis's home when Dennis wasn't around, but he figured it was only for a minute, and he really had to make that call, or he might lose out on an important business deal. Quickly, he headed to the phone to make the call, while Melissa roamed around the house. Melissa was a bit surprised to find some little girls clothes on the floor, and wondered if Uncle Dennis was getting them for her as a present. Happily she decided, that was what they were for. Then she decided to look in the kitchen and see if there was any candy she could get. Uncle Dennis always had candy for her. She didn't find any, which disappointed her, but she wasn't tall enough to reach all the cupboards. Running back out Melissa saw something hanging off the edge of the dinner table. When she went closer, she saw that it was a chain. It was a pretty necklace with an angel on it, and she picked it up, admiring it. She put it on, liking the way it looked, then went back to her Daddy, who was just finishing up his phone call. After hanging up her Daddy said "Common Melissa, we'd better be going," and went to the door. Forgetting that she was wearing the necklace, Melissa ran after her Daddy, once again disappointed that Uncle Dennis wasn't home. Her Daddy dropped Melissa back home, and had to go to work, leaving Melissa with to eat dinner alone with her Mommy. After dinner, Melissa went to her room, trying to decide what to play. While trying to decide to play dollys, house or draw pictures, she remembered that she was still wearing the necklace from Uncle Dennis's. She didn't think that he'd mind though. She decided she'd give it back to him the next time she saw him, but would ask him if she could keep it. She was sure that he'd let her, since he was always a nice uncle. Taking it off, she tossed the necklace onto her bed. She had settled on playing dolls, when her Mommy, Margaret poked her head in the door. "How's it going sweatie" her Mommy asked her. "I'm fine Mommy," Melissa said, holding up a Ken doll. "Wanna play with me?" "I'm afraid I can't dear." Margaret looked down at Melissa with a worried look on her face. "My friend Sharon was just in a car accident, and I need to go get her." Melissa listened as her Mommy told her. "I'll be gone for a couple of hours, and Mrs. Bennet next door will keep an eye on you." Margaret came the rest of the way into the room and bent over kissing her daughter on the forehead. "She'll check in on you, and will be right next door if you need her for anything." Margaret had a hard time leaving Melissa home alone, even with Mrs. Bennet right next door, but it was rather late notice to find any kind of sitter. Reluctantly, she headed out the door. "Be good honey, and go to bed at 7 O Clock. Bye bye," and she walked out the door. Melissa watched with excitement from her window as her Mommy walked out the apartment building door, several stories below, and went to her car. Wow, she thought, I get to stay home by myself. Melissa looked down at her dolls, and changed her mind, deciding to play dress up instead. She ran into her parents bedroom, where she knew she wasn't supposed to be playing. Sometimes her Mommy had let her play dress up, with some of her clothes, and the thought of being able to dress up in any of Mommy's clothes without Mommy being around was exciting for Melissa. She didn't even stop to consider that she might get in trouble later, as she climbed into the closet, and pulled out one of her Mommy's dresses. After getting the oversized dress draped over her Melissa stood in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. She tried putting on a pair of Mommy's shoes, and stood very wobbly, trying to walk in them. Having a lot of fun, Melissa tried on another one of Mommy's dress's, and one of Mommy's old hats. Walking around the house, nearly tripping over the dress, Melissa started to pretend that she was a Mommy and was playing house, but got bored and went back into the bedroom, wanting to change again. Looking into the mirror, she decided she didn't look grown up enough. "I know," she said to herself, "grown ups wear jewelry and make up." With a clumsy and inexperienced hand, she caked some of her Mommy's makeup on her cheeks, and around her eyes, then smeared a thick coating of lip stick on. Looking into the mirror again, admiring the results, she was oblivious to the fact that she looked like a circus clown. Knowing next that she needed jewelry, she started to look at Mommy's, but those necklaces were too small. She liked the one from Uncle Dennis's better, and went to her room to get it. Admiring the pretty angel on the front of it, she slipped it over her neck, and felt a funny tingle that she ignored. Looking in the mirror again she thought that the necklace and makeup made her look more grown up. She walked around, but finding the shoes too large to really walk in, left them on the floor. She came back a few minutes later, and saw that she looked even bigger and more grown up. She liked that. She hadn't noticed that she had grown 6 inches taller already, and her shoulder length haircut was slowly getting a little longer. Her own clothes underneath her mothers were getting tight and uncomfortable, so she slipped them off, and immediately put the oversized dress back on, not ready to give up playing dress up just yet. Looking into the mirror again, making sure her dress was on right again, it finally dawned on Melissa that she'd been changing. She saw how much bigger and grown up she looked and thought that was great. She stood staring at herself in great amazement as she saw herself grow more and more. She felt her chest beginning to tingle then, and felt them begin to grow. This made her curious, and she put her hands on them, feeling how funny they felt. She knew that grown up girls, and Mommy's all had them, and that she would probably get some one day, but having them grow on her all at once surprised her. She was delighted though, as they got larger, even though they felt really funny. Sort of like she had jello inside her boobies she decided. The dress became a bit more tight and comfortable around her, and she had to shift her position a bit to fit in it comfortably, now that her body was changing. Slowly, she realized that she saw her Mommy in the mirror. So this is how little girls become grown ups, she decided. They wear grown up clothes and makeup. This excited her, and she danced around, and started running thought he house, amazed by how much smaller everything was. She felt like a giant. She ran around, touching things that were always too high for her to get too, and opening all the cupboards that she couldn't normally reach. Jumping up, she was even able to touch the ceiling, which made her giggle. Her fun lasted for awhile, but the dress felt too uncomfortable on her, and her big boobies kept shaking all over when she ran around and jumped. She didn't like them shaking like that, and wondered how Mommy's could handle them. Going back to the bedroom, she took the dress off and left it on the floor, and stared at her nude adult body in the mirror. She saw her Mommy's face in the mirror, with makeup smeared all over it. She saw her big boobies, and her Mommy's long dark brown hair. She held up her hands and was delighted to see the sort of long fingernails instead of her own that she'd kept biting short. She was most curious to find that her private area was all covered with hair. That seemed funny. Does that mean I have to get a haircut there, she wondered. Staring at her face she realized what a mess the makeup was, and how ridiculous it made her look. She'd never seen Mommy wearing makeup like that. Going to the bathroom, she washed all the makeup off and came back out again. She didn't feel right running around naked, and wanted to get dressed. It took her several minutes though before she realized she wouldn't fit into any of her own clothes anymore, and would have to wear her Mommy's. She was going to put on a shirt first, but remembered her big boobies and how much they shook. She tried to think about that, and remembered that Mommy always wore a bra. Excitedly she pulled one out of the drawer, and started putting it on, finding that she put it on easily, like she'd done it before. She didn't find this odd though. Dressing up was fun though, and she decided to put on one of Mommy's nice white shirts. It was a bit warm though, so she left the top two buttons undone, showing a generous amount of cleavage, without realizing it. She wanted to keep playing dress up, and dress up nicely, so she found a short black shirt in the back of the closet and put it on. She looked in the mirror, and for some reason the image didn't look right. Not sure why, she pulled a pair of stockings out of a drawer, and started putting them on. She rolled them up her legs, without putting any runs in them, seeming to know instinctively how to put them on right. Then she decided she needed shoes, and grabbed the pair of black high heeled shoes she'd tried wearing earlier, and put them back on, delighted at how well they fit. She took a few steps around, and felt a little wobbly, but it was a lot easier now that the shoes fit her, and within several minutes she was walking around in the high heels with ease. She looked into the mirror again and clapped her hands in excitement. Noticing that her hair was messy, she grabbed her Mommy's brush out of the bathroom and started brushing her hair, until it looked nice. Looking down at her fingernails again she realized that she should have nail polish on. All grown up women did. Carefully she started painting her fingernails a bright red, amazed at how easy it was to put the polish on. She held her fingers apart, blowing on them to get them to dry, and without knowing it, using the same movements and gestures her mom made doing the same thing. When the nails were dried, she admired them, and then went to work putting on makeup again, thinking that he face looked kind of bare without it. With an expert hand she applied it, though she had only been able to smear it just a short time earlier. She looked at the results in the mirror with pride, thinking, "This is how it is supposed to look." Then she put the final bit of the makeup on. She took a bright red lipstick she'd found in her Mommy's makeup drawer and carefully put it on. When she had finished she puckered up, and blew a kiss at her reflection, loving how the lipstick looked kind of shiny. She licked her lips, finding them kind of waxy and tasting funny with the lip stick on. Finally, she decided to put on jewelry. She looked down at the medallion lying on the floor where she'd left it after taking her own clothes off, and thought how dumb it looked. Going to her Mommy's jewelry box, she pulled out a pair of ear rings that dangled a little, and had small diamonds on them. She remembered seeing her Mommy wear these ones only on big dates with Daddy. They looked nice, so she put them on, slipping them through the small holes that had appeared in her ear lobes. Next was a necklace, with an emerald set in silver, with several small diamonds set to the sides. Daddy gave this one to Mommy for their anniversary, and Melissa liked the way it looked. Melissa continued her decorations, putting a nice thin ladies watch that dangled a little on her wrist, and then a gold bracelet on each wrist. Finally Melissa put several rings on, with her hands seeming to know how best to put them on and what fingers to slide them over. When Melissa was finished, she stood admiring herself in the mirror, enjoying how grown up she looked, and how nice, without quite realizing how sexy she looked. Hearing a knock on the front door, Melissa wondered who it could be, and went over to check. The door opened and Mrs. Bennet from next door walked in. "Hi Mrs. Bennet," Melissa said as soon as she saw her. Mrs. Bennet saw Melissa standing there, dressed up nicely and looked surprised. "Oh, Margaret, I didn't know you were back already. You should have let me know when you got back" "Um,..OK," Melissa said, beginning to realize that Mrs. Bennet thought she was her Mommy. Closing the door back behind her, Mrs. Bennet called out, "Good night Margaret," smirking, and thinking Margaret was planning something special with her husband. Melissa giggled, and clapped. Mrs. Bennet thought she was her Mommy. She decided to play pretend, and pretend she was her Mommy. She walked through the house, talking to her imaginary husband, and daughter, but got bored since there wasn't anyone else to talk back. She went back to the kitchen and opened up all the cupboards that were normally way to high for her to get to. Inside one of them she found a bottle full of yellow juice, and she carefully read Southern Comfort on the front. Wondering what this juice tasted like, and why it was up so high, she poured a lot of the juice into a cup, then took a long drink from it. She started coughing and gagging. The stuff tasted real funny, and felt really warm going down her throat and made her stomach warm. That was funny. She didn't like the taste, but she wanted to see if it made her feel warm again when she drank it, so she took another long drink, choking again, and feeling a little drool in her mouth. She was delighted to feel her belly being warm. Giggling she finished off the cup, then put the bottle away. That was a funny juice she thought. Then she wondered why her Mommy never gave her any before. Probably because it tastes so gross she decided. She'd already had enough of the warm belly, but she didn't like the taste, and Melissa decided not to drink any more of that juice. She giggled again, feeling a little warm still from the juice, and a little bit dizzy. She looked down at the clock and saw that it was already 8:17, and that she'd missed her bedtime. She giggled, thinking I'm a grown up now, so I don't have a bed time. Going back to her room she began to play dollys, but after a minute, she put them down. They weren't any fun, and seemed so childish, which didn't make any sense to her since she always played with with them. She decided that since she was a grown up, she couldn't play with little girl toys anymore. This saddened her a bit. "I wonder what grown ups play with," she mused to herself. Walking back out of her room, she turned the light off, and went back to the living room. After a few minutes Melissa heard the door open again, and thinking it was her Mommy getting back, got a little nervous, afraid of what her Mommy would say when she saw Melissa all dressed up and grown up. Getting up, she stood waiting, and saw that it was her Daddy coming home. She got a little embarrassed, as he saw her. He was looking at her in a funny way, which made Melissa feel kind of uncomfortable. "Margaret," her Daddy said to her in a funny voice, "you look gorgeous." Melissa giggled, surprised that Daddy thought she was Mommy. She'd expected him to know who she was right away. "Where's Melissa at?" he asked, curious that his wife would do this with Melissa still in the house. "Asleep" Melissa said, not wanting to go to bed right away. This was fun. She decided to play Mommy now. Since she had tricked Mrs. Bennet, she wanted to see if she could trick her Daddy too. Her Daddy came over to her, and held her tight and started kissing her. Without realizing it, Melissa opened, her mouth, kissing back as if it were the most natural thing to her. It felt really good she thought. She felt her boobies beginning to tingle a bit, and her privates felt kind of funny. Daddy pulled his mouth away from hers, and Melissa couldn't help but stare into her Daddy's face. For some reason, Daddy didn't look quite the same. She realized that it was because she was really big now, and he was the same size he always was. A thought struck her, just how handsome her Daddy was. Tom was amazed at his gorgeous wife. She usually wouldn't do anything at all if Melissa was within the house. He certainly wasn't about to complain though. Tom bent over, kissing his wife deeply, not knowing that she wasn't quite who he thought she was. She responded, hesitantly at first, then very enthusiastically. He thought he smelled a bit of alcohol on her breath, and wondered if had been because she was trying to loosen herself up enough to try this with Melissa in the house. Carefully he lead her to their bedroom, vaguely noticing clothes scattered on the floor. "Margaret certainly has been busy," he briefly thought to himself as started reaching for her shirt. Melissa curiously let her Daddy take her to the bedroom, feeling really funny. Her boobies felt really tingly and nice, and her privates were warm, and she thought a little wet. She hoped she wasn't peeing herself. That would be really embarrassing, and she hadn't done that in a long time. Slowly her Daddy pulled off her shirt, and started rubbing her boobies. They felt really, really good, and Melissa gasped in surprise. She barely noticed that her Daddy had already started undoing her bra, and was kissing her boobies. "God I love your boobs," he muttered. She wondered, was that what grown ups called boobies. Boobs. "Such a great pair of tits," he muttered again, this time licking the nipples. She felt them being really hard and feeling good, and liked what her Daddy was doing. "Let me lick your nipples more honey," she barely heard him saying. She was slightly curious, hearing these new names for her boobies, and wondering why grown up called them these things. She tried thinking about them as boobs. "Yes," she decided, "I like my boobs." She giggled as her Daddy started licking down to her belly, "and my tits, and my nipples" she decided. Her Daddy started licking her private area, and Melissa was groaning in pleasure, unable to believe how good this all felt. "You have such a sweet tasting pussy," her Daddy said to her. She realized with pleasure, that Pussy was what grown ups called their private areas. The warmth and pleasure in her "pussy" made her wriggle, and it kept getting better as her Daddy kept licking her. She felt some sort of tension building as well, and it kept getting stronger and stronger, then suddenly it felt like it exploded inside her. Melissa screamed in surprise, unable to believe how good that felt. Her whole body felt like it was warm and tingly, and all felt really good. She just laid there, amazed at how she felt, trying to come to terms with how much her world had suddenly changed. She looked up again, and saw that her Daddy was pulling off his pants, and saw that he has something sticking out of his privates. She looked in amazement, seeing that his privates weren't at all like hers or Mommy's. She wondered, was this what made boys different from girls? It looked king of funny. It was sort of like a hot dog, and was sticking out, slightly upwards. Curiously, she stared at it, never having seen one before. Her Daddy noticed her staring, and said, "My dick's really hungry right now," in a funny voice. She got nervous for a second, wondering it that thing on him was going to eat her. He said it was hungry. She noticed that he called it a "dick" then realized that boys had dicks and girls had pussy's. She couldn't take her eyes off it, and he smiled saying, "So, you wanna try tasting it." Curiously, she nodded her head, willing to try. He seemed a little surprised, but moved over a bit, and motioned her to him. Melissa went over, and got onto her knees as he sat on the bed. Wondering what it tasted like, she slowly bent over and licked the head of the dick. It tasted kind of like normal skin. A little salty. That wasn't so bad, so she started to lick it more, going further down it. Her Daddy moaned, and she sat up, worried for a second that she was hurting him, but he smiled down at her, looking really happy. She went back down, putting the end of it into her mouth this time, and her Daddy seemed to like that better, so she started moving forward, getting as much into her mouth as she could. She felt it shake a little, and she tasted something really salty in her mouth, and in surprise, swallowed most of it. The dick got a little smaller and started sagging, and she looked at her Daddy in surprise. She wiped some of the stuff off of her chin, and her Daddy said, "Honey, that was incredible for your first blow job." Melissa smiled, pleased at the praise. Then her Daddy started rubbing at her boobs again, getting her feeling really good again. And her pussy started feeling really warm and wet. He kept at it for awhile, and licked her pussy again. Melissa couldn't keep herself from moaning as he did it. Then he stopped, and she noticed that his dick was big and standing up again. He bent over, putting it close to her pussy. Curious about what he was going to do, Melissa watched. By this point, Melissa was completely overcome with desire, and was amazed when her Daddy suddenly put his dick inside of her. She thought it felt incredible. He started pushing in and out, and each time, Melissa started moaning, unable to believe how good it felt. Melissa couldn't tell how long this lasted, but it seemed to last forever. She felt herself burst with pleasure again, and one more time. She felt something gooey come inside her body, and guessed that this was the same stuff that she had tasted in her mouth. She felt her Daddy pull his dick out, and she fell back exhausted. Laying still, she felt all warm and good, but she felt really wet around her legs, and started worrying that she'd peed herself. Her Daddy turned over to her, saying, "I still can't believe you swallowed my cum," then he turned over and went to sleep. Melissa laid there for awhile longer, wide awake but tired. She knew she should go back to her own bed, but she felt too good to move. She'd slept with her Mommy and Daddy before, and knew that Mommy wouldn't mind her being here, but she curiously wondered where Mommy was going to fit, since she was taking up so much room now. She thought about how good her Daddy had made her feel, but didn't quite feel right thinking of him as Daddy anymore. For some reason, it didn't seem right. She decided to call him Tom, like Mommy did. She thought that sounded better. Finally, she fell asleep, curled up next to Tom. Part 2. After getting Sharon to the hospital, Margaret waited around, making sure everything checked out all right. Sharon had broken her arm, and had been bruised pretty good, but overall she was lucky to be in such shape with as bad as her accident had been. It took a bit longer than Margaret had planned once she finally got Sharon home, and into bed, and she was still worried about Sharon, so decided to hang around for a few hours more, just to be on the safe side. While waiting on the couch, Margaret nodded off to sleep, then jumped awake again, noticing that she'd accidentally slept for several hours. It was already nearly 3 AM. In a rush, Margaret went out to her car, thinking that Tom must be worried silly that she wasn't home yet. Margaret got home quickly, and tried to be quiet when she came in the door, not wanting to wake Tom up just yet. Wanting to check on Melissa, Margaret opened her daughters bedroom door a crack, and looked in. She was a little surprised to notice that Melissa wasn't in her bed, and it didn't even look slept in. Getting a little worried at first, Margaret calmed herself down, convincing herself that Melissa was probably sleeping in her bed, having gone to bed lonely. Cracking the door to her own bedroom open, Margarets guess seemed to be right as in the dim light she saw two shapes lying on the bed. Looking down next to the door though, she saw some of Melissa's clothes, and some of her own scattered around. Tired, and very annoyed, Margaret bent over, picking up Melissa's clothes, to put them in the dirty clothes hamper. While picking up one of Melissa's socks Margarets hand brushed against something hard and metallic. She picked it up, feeling that it was some sort of necklace. She held it in the dim light, and it looked like a child's toy necklace. Drooping it over her neck for a minute so she could pick up the clothes, she walked out of the room, carrying the small pile of clothes to the hamper. She didn't notice as the clothes rubbed up against the medallion around her neck. Leaving the medallion next to the hamper, Margaret yawned and decided to go to bed. She'd been awake for far too long already. Margaret began to crawl into bed, but saw that there wasn't room. She bent over, to shake the shape on the bed, and was horrified to find her hands touching another woman's breast. Margaret screamed in surprise. Tom woke up to the sound of a scream, and sat up in bed. He'd gone to bed happy, and immediately remembered the blow job his wife had given him the night before. It had surprised him when she'd agreed since he'd asked her numerous times before, and she had always refused, saying it was gross. When he heard the scream, he had to shake his head trying to clear it so that he could think. The light came on, nearly blinding him, and he saw Margaret standing over next to the light switch, with a look of anger and confusion on her face. Then Toms hand felt someone next to him, and he turned his head, only to see, Margaret sitting up and yawning. Tom was confused, and jumped out of bed, head turning from one Margaret to the other. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Obviously he was still dreaming since his wife couldn't be in two places at once. At the door, Margaret's rage at finding her husband sleeping with another woman turned to shock, when this woman sat up. It took several seconds for Margaret to realize that this woman looked exactly like her. She stared at this woman with her face, with her mouth open, completely confused and in shock. Then this woman looked at her and smiled. "Hi Mommy." The words sent a massive shock through Toms system. "Melissa?" he heard the Margaret by the door answer in disbelief. "Uh, huh." The Margaret on the bed hopped up, standing fully naked, then ran to the one by the door and hugged her. The one by the door looked to shocked too move or respond at all. After a few minutes Melissa told them that when she was playing dress up and started to change. She had been playing house when Tom came home. Neither Margaret or Tom could believe this, but what other explanation was there. In horror Tom realized that he'd just slept with his own daughter, who also gave him the best blow job in his life. Putting his head down into his hands, Tom tried to get hold of himself. Then, he looked up again, and it dawned on him that his daughter, since that was who she claimed to be, had called him Tom, and not Daddy like usual. Thinking about it, he realized that she certainly didn't move like a little girl either, and had moved, and used the gestures of an adult woman. At least some of her gestures, since he did notice a few that were rather childish. But other than that, she was moving a lot like the real Margaret did. He looked over at the real Margaret, about to mention this when he noticed that she was nearly 5 inches shorter, and her clothes were beginning to get loose. Horrified, he pointed this out. Margaret looked down at herself in shock, noticing that Tom was right. She'd been so caught up thinking about Melissa's suddenly changing, that she hadn't noticed she'd started too. Horrified she ran to the mirror, seeing herself looking years younger, and looking more so every minute. She watched as in minutes she changed to what looked like a 15 year old, with her clothes hanging over her frame loosely. While Tom and Margaret watched this change in horror, Melissa was fascinated. Watching her Mommy slowly get smaller and younger seemed so interesting. She wondered how that happened. She knew she turned into a grown up because she was dressing up in grown up clothes, but her Mommy was getting smaller, and hadn't even been wearing little girl clothes. After a short while, it became extremely obvious that Margaret was turning into a copy of Melissa. Margaret started crying, and had to get out of her now oversized clothes. She looked at herself naked in the mirror, horrified and shocked to see the image of her cute 7 year old daughter staring back at her. Her breasts, which she had been so proud of, despite their slight beginning sag, weren't even there anymore. It was horrifying enough to find out that her own daughter had slept with her husband, but this as well was more than she could handle. Finally she had to pull herself away from the mirror, and reluctantly realized that she'd have to get dressed in Melissa's clothes. As Margaret dressed, Melissa watched feeling smug. None of them even suggested going back to sleep, and they sat in the living room, listening as Melissa repeated what had happened to her in detail for the fifth time. They asked questions, but couldn't find any answers. Margaret tearfully said she didn't know what could have happened, and that she'd only taken Melissa's clothes to the hamper, then touched Melissa. They began to suspect that somehow, whatever effected Melissa might be contagious. Tom was worried, and kept staring at his hands, looking for any signs of changing. But when another hour passed and nothing happened to him as well, he began to calm down. Margaret began noticing that Melissa was calling Tom by his name, which angered her, but she wasn't in a position right there to do anything about it. She also noticed that Melissa wasn't acting quite like a little girl should, and was walking in her now adult body gracefully, as if were the most natural thing. Jealousy as well as disgust and shock ran through her as she began noticing that Melissa kept touching Tom, and that she'd been giving him looks of undisguised lust. When she glared at Melissa, she had just smirked back. Margaret become determined that she had to find a way to change them both back, before Melissa did anything more that she shouldn't. What Margaret didn't notice was that her own speech was slowly changing. She had started using simpler and easier words without realizing it. And she had been kicking her feet back and forth a little against the edge of the couch, just as Melissa had tended to do at times. This didn't excape Tom's worried notice though. As the day went on, Tom kept forgetting that it was Margaret in Melissa's body and, kept calling her Melissa, just has he kept slipping and calling Melissa by her mothers name. None of them was very comfortable, though Melissa seemed to find the situation funny. In a way, she was kind of glad that her Mommy had been turned into a little girl. That way, she had Tom all to herself Tom had decided that he couldn't afford do go to work with the situation as it was, and called in saying his wife was sick. Around lunchtime though, they called him at home, asking about a project of his, and he reluctantly had to go to the office to drop off some papers. "I'll only be gone for half an hour or so" he told Margaret and Melissa as he left. Margaret, having noticed the way Melissa had been staring at Tom finally confronted her, believing that somehow, Melissa was really behind the changes. Melissa stood staring down at her mother in amusement, realizing that her little Mommy had no power over her now. Angry, Margaret hit Melissa, acting out with the impulses of a child. Melissa barely felt Margaret hitting her leg, but she got angry anyway. She remembered that she was spanked when she was bad, and her Mommy was definitely being bad. Grabbing the now child sized Margaret Melissa started spanking her on the bottom, and in rage and humiliation, Margaret howled out loud. Finally Melissa stopped, and left the sobbing child sized Mommy on the floor, realizing how powerless she now was. Returning home Tom was unaware of the situation that had happened between his wife and daughter just a little earlier, and Margaret, feeling humiliated, wasn't about to admit to him that she'd been spanked by her own daughter. For dinner, they had some fast food, Margaret being neither in the mood to cook, or tall enough to reach most of the supplies. Reluctantly, they had been forced to realize that this situation might be permanent, with left Tom and Margaret feeling greatly depressed, and Margaret going into their bedroom pouting, which was the only word Tom could describe it as. Finally bedtime had arrived, but the sleeping arrangements were rather confused. Melissa wanted to sleep with Tom, and have a repeat of the night before, while Margaret demanded that Melissa sleep on the couch since she could no longer fit in her own bed. Finally, Tom suggested they all share the bed, like they'd done before. Neither of the girls was happy about this, but Tom wasn't about to go to bed alone with his daughter again, and it was either that or he'd sleep on the couch. The next day went much like the one before, with Margaret settling deeper into depression, and taking on more childlike attitudes without realizing it. Several times Tom had to rebuke her for small things like leaving things left out on the floor where people could trip over them. Getting a little bored, Margaret walked around the house, wanting to go out and do something, but stopped by being in the form of a child. When she walked past the hamper, she noticed the necklace next to it where she'd left it the night before. She'd forgotten all about it. Curiously, she picked it up, seeing what looked like a faery engraved on the surface. She began to think that it looked rather pretty, and slipped it around her neck, unaware that these were a child's viewpoints, and not realizing that her opinions had changed from the night before. As it got dark Margaret started to get a bit temperamental, and Tom realized that she was very tired, not having gotten much sleep, and that she was in a little girls body that wasn't used to staying up late. Cautiously Tom was about to suggest that she go get some sleep, when he noticed the medallion around her neck. Curious, he asked if he could see it and Margaret held it out to him, while still around her neck. When Tom held it in his hand he was sure that he felt a slight tingle, then let go. Within several minutes, it was noticeable that both he and Margaret were changing. He felt himself getting smaller and his clothes looser, while Margaret grew. Slowly they changed, and each watched in fascination and horror, though Tom's horror was much greater as he suddenly realized he was changing into a little girl, while Margaret felt a little relieved, knowing at least that she was becoming an adult again. Half an hour later their transformations were completed, and each stood looking as the other had just a little while earlier. Tom looked in the mirror, disgusted to see the image of his daughter staring back. Then he realized he had to go to the bathroom, and reluctantly made his way there. He tried to avoid looking at his new genital area, though he'd seen in many times on his daughter. He couldn't believe he now had it. He found the sense of relief from going to the bathroom this way the same, even if it felt a little different in the way it came out. Running back to Margaret they both stared at the medallion, realizing that this was responsible for all the changes. Tom picked up the medallion, which Margaret had left on the floor during her own change, and held it in his hand, trying to figure out how to activate it and turn them back. Melissa who had watched the transformations in amused curiosity, was delighted to see Tom having turned into a little girl, thinking how funny it was. Excitedly, Tom said "We can use this to change us back to the way we should be" Horrified Melissa realized what this meant. No more having her pussy licked, and no more of those good feelings. It would be back to being a little girl again. "NO!!" she said, tearing the medallion out of Toms startled hands, and running to the nearest window, where she threw the medallion to the streets several stories below. "Oh no!!" both Tom and Margaret responded in shock, and began running for the door to go down and get it. Margaret was right out, while Tom, in his now smaller child's body, had to follow behind a bit slower. Unfortunately, upon getting to the street, they didn't see the medallion anywhere. Both of them searched carefully, but didn't see a sign of it. Neither of them noticed the old bag lady who was moving down the street a little ways. But upstairs from the window, Melissa had, having watched with a smile as the bag lady picked up the medallion and rolled her cart away. Depressed and in shock Tom and Margaret stood upstairs, unable to believe that Melissa would have done such a thing. Tom finally noticed the looks Melissa was giving Margaret in his body, and got very worried. Margaret noticed them as well, then realized how pretty her old shape was. She began to feel her newly acquired manhood stirring in her pants. Looking at her old form with a new appreciation, Margaret wondered what sex was like as a man. She smirked a little, and began looking forward to her first night with her new wife, and deciding that it was her "daughter's" bedtime. The End