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Metamorphosis By Julia Manchester Copyright 2008 Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of the characters or events portrayed to any person or entity, living or dead, is purely coincidental and unintended. This work also includes mature subject matter and may not be appropriate for those under the age of eighteen. Part 1 1. It was nobody's fault, really. The truck was passing the car on the highway when the car in front of the Strattons had a blowout and suddenly careened into the left lane. The driver of the truck reacted instinctively and swerved right to avoid killing an entire family from Duluth. Unfortunately the truck began to tip over, and when the driver turned hard to the left to correct the tilt it tipped over right on the Stratton's car. The air bags inflated, and Alice Stratton managed to get out the passenger side okay, but her husband Joe was trapped behind the wheel, and the mangled remains of the car surrounded him, making it impossible for him to move. Alice tried to pull and tug at the debris, but it was just no use. Joe was stuck until the fire department came to pull him out. His wife stayed right with him until he felt fluid leaking on him from the truck. He yelled at her to get out, and she did for a while. When the fluid didn't ignite, as they had feared, Alice reached in and dabbed at it with her fingers. It felt slightly greasy, like oil, but when she brought her fingers to her nose and sniffed it didn't smell like oil or anything that might combust. She wiped her fingers on her jeans - they were ruined anyway - and resumed trying to free her husband. He was covered in the stuff, but it wasn't until the fire department arrived that they discovered the truck was carrying radioactive medical waste. The firefighters donned their hazmat suits and freed Joe after a few minutes. Fortunately Joe wasn't injured, just shaken up, but Alice was mortified when the fire chief had both of them strip off all of their clothes right there on the side of the road and sprayed them both down with water to decontaminate them. Two of the firefighters gave the Strattons their coats and they transported the couple to the nearest hospital, where they underwent a series of tests to determine if their exposure to the radiation had caused any damage. The doctors couldn't find anything in the tests they were able to perform, and they reassured both that most radioactive medical waste is very low level stuff, but they weren't certain how the combination of junk they were exposed to would affect them, and they warned the couple to contact their own doctors if they felt or noticed anything unusual. Frankly, they were much more concerned about Joe than Alice, because he had received much more exposure. The Strattons spent the day in a small town that resembled a million other such towns across the country. Alice was able to call their children and tell them what happened and assure them they were okay. They rented a car, purchased some clothes, and resumed their vacation trip. They were both thankful that nobody had been injured in the accident, and looked forward to visiting the Grand Canyon. They made it as far as St. Louis the first day, and after visiting the famous Gateway Arch they had dinner and retired to their hotel. Surprisingly, neither of them was tired despite the long day on the road they made love like a couple of newlyweds. Joe was masterful, and Alice loved the way he took her - slowly and gently. Afterwards, as she lay curled next to him she thanked Providence that she hadn't lost him in the accident. Joe was pleased that he'd been able to make love to Alice so well. He'd been slowing down for a few years, and the intensity just hadn't been there, but tonight it was great, and he was one happy guy. The next day they headed west again, and they both felt wonderful. They weren't sure if their near death experience made them appreciate each other more, or if they were just glad to be alive, but they acted like a couple of kids. Alice used the middle seat belt for the first time in years and cuddled up to Joe as he drove, and he put his arm around her and fondled her breasts like he used to do when they were dating. Joe was pleased that his wife wanted to be close to him as he drove, and he took the opportunity to play with her right breast as he drove. Usually Alice wouldn't stand for that, but that day she actually seemed pleased. Their next stop was Denver, and the Rocky Mountains loomed gloriously to the west of the city. The sun was dipping between the highest peaks as they pulled into the motel parking lot, and instead of going out for dinner they ordered a pizza delivered to the room. They were both quite ah, excited from the cuddling and kissing during the drive, and they enjoyed each other even more than the previous night. Alice thought it had to be the mountain air that made them feel so good. She felt fantastic, and decided that this was the best vacation they'd ever had. Joe felt great too, and put even more effort into his lovemaking than he had the previous night. He did a few things that he hadn't tried since they were young, and despite his concern that Alice might think he was crazy she loved it and left claw marks on his back. She seemed much less inhibited than she'd been in recent years, and that was all the encouragement that Joe needed. The next morning, as Alice was putting on her makeup, she noticed that the little crow's feet that had appeared at the corners of her eyes several years before seemed less pronounced than they had since she first noticed them. In fact her whole face looked pretty good - almost as if she'd been to one of those expensive spas, and that buoyed her spirits even more. She noticed that Joe wasn't looking too bad either. Despite the hours spent driving he looked rested, and a little more fit than usual. His slight paunch seemed to have almost disappeared, and he seemed to be standing straighter, despite his bad back. When Alice asked him about his back he told her it was fine, and that it hadn't bothered him for a couple of days. She felt relieved to hear that since one of her worries was that the accident might cause his back problems to get worse. Joe noticed a few things too. His hair seemed a little thicker than it had in a few years, and he thought he might be a touch less gray than he'd been, but he put that down to his imagination. Another thing he noticed was that when he stepped on the scale in the bathroom he was about five pounds lighter than his usual 185. He put that down to the differences between the motel scale and his own scale at home. Alice sure looked great to him. She'd always been pretty, but lately she was looking prettier, and if possible, a bit younger. Her figure looked darn good to him and her eyes seemed to have regained some of their luster that time had dimmed. He couldn't help smiling at her, and when she winked at him he was ready to go again. Unfortunately, they had a schedule to keep, though he knew that night would be special. They had breakfast and set out through the mountains, gaping at the huge peaks that, even this late in the year were capped with snow. The scenery was an incredible collage of majestic mountains, alpine forests, quaint towns, and sweeping vista where you could see for miles. They enjoyed themselves immensely, though the winding mountain roads precluded any extra-curricular activities on their part. The steep slopes and twisting road required all of Joe's concentration, and Alice sat quietly in her place, not wanting to be involved in another accident. The next couple of days provided them with new and wondrous scenery. After the mountains they passed through the desert of Utah, some of it colorful, but much of it drab and lifeless. Ancient outcroppings of rock showed millions of years of erosion, while the gray salt flats looked forbidding and uninhabitable. Everything was new to Alice, though Joe had been "out west" a few times. Yet even the newness of it all could not account for the joyous anticipation Alice felt. It was like being a kid again. Joe too felt an electric spark whenever he looked at Alice, and his anticipation matched hers. Each night they repeated their mating ritual, and each night Joe seemed to get a little stronger, though at first Alice thought it was just her imagination. All she knew was that he was improving with practice, which was surprising considering how many years they'd been married. One thing Alice was not imagining was Joe's improving physique. After several days he seemed to have lost his little belly entirely, and she even noticed a little muscular definition in his stomach. She figured it had to be the sexual escapades since they weren't getting any other exercise. 'What a way to work out,' she thought as he made love to her with an almost youthful enthusiasm. For his part, Joe felt a little stronger every day. He knew he had lost a little weight, but it wasn't so much that as the fact that he seemed to have exchanges some muscle for fat. His biceps looked a touch larger, his waist trimmer, and even his shoulders seemed a little tight in his shirts. He felt better than he had in years. He also noticed that Alice was looking very good. Her waist appeared smaller while her bust seemed enhanced. Her legs had lost those spider veins she had complained about recently, and her new enthusiasm matched his own. He found it practically impossible to keep his hands off her. 2. Alice called their kids when they got to the canyon. Their daughter Debbie and son Mark still lived at home. Debbie was 21 and Mark 19, and they both attended college. Alice told them they were having a great time, and that they were thinking of extending their vacation for a few more days, perhaps an entire week. That was possible because Joe was between projects at the time (he was an architect, and he had just finished a major project). Debbie was happy for them, and promised to hold down the fort. Mark just said, "Cool." He'd never been the articulate type. The following day, as Alice applied her makeup, she couldn't help noticing how smooth her skin had become. Even the small age lines seemed to have disappeared, and when she stood in front of the mirror she noticed that her figure looked better than it had in years. Her waist was thinner, her tummy less pronounced, and her breasts firmer. Even her legs looked better. The extra thickness that had developed at her ankles was gone, leaving them trim and sexy as they once were. She just had to admire herself a little before leaving the bathroom. Perhaps it was due to the fact that they were living in a small motel room, and that the cramped quarters brought them into closer contact, or perhaps it was because they had intimate every night since leaving home, but Joe seemed to look pretty good too. His hair seemed definitely thicker, and he was beginning to look positively sexy to Alice. His face had regained those chiseled good looks that had attracted her so many years ago, and his arms and shoulders appeared stronger. She thought it could be her imagination, but he looked less gray, and there was a gleam in his eyes that she remembered from their wedding. For his part, Joe noticed that his wife looked more like the girl he'd married than the middle-aged woman she become. Her figure was definitely trimmer, and she just looked, well, younger. She had been great in bed these last few days, and he was feeling very happy. The changes in the Strattons weren't merely a matter of appearances. Both felt great - energetic and enthusiastic about the coming day. Joe seemed to be in overdrive, and he badgered Alice good naturedly to get moving so they wouldn't miss out any adventures. He made a comment about women always taking too long to get ready. While both of them thought it was strange that they both looked younger and felt better than they had in years they didn't give it much thought. People never question positive developments, and they were both simply happy to feel so good. They drove all around the South Rim of the canyon that first day, taking the usual tourist photos and visiting the gift shop. That night they went dancing, and stayed out later than they had in years. At the end of the night they discussed their plans and agreed to extend their trip for a full week. The way they both felt they wouldn't have minded extending their vacation for a month. The next morning Alice surprised Joe (and herself) by playing vixen. She awoke before him, and it felt so good to be cuddling next to him that she reached across and took hold of his manhood. She felt an irrepressible impulse to make love to him, so before he was even fully awake she stroked him to a steely hardness and rolled over on top of him. By that time he was fully awake and fully aroused, and he grinned up at her as she straddled him and rode him to ecstasy. Afterwards Alice thought they were done, but it Joe's turn to surprise her. After she came down from her peak he rolled her over and proceeded to do her again! She was amazed at his stamina. 'Not bad for 52 years old,' she thought, but as she looked into his face she thought her husband looked about 40, if not younger. She would have commented on his improved appearance, but Joe was driving her wild, and speech was impossible. She moaned and made soft noises as he took her, and by the time he finished she forgot what she had been thinking. Joe was amazed by Alice's newfound desire. He she had never done that before, and it was an incredible turn on to have his wife fondle his manhood and wake him for sex. Then, when Alice actually rolled on top and lowered herself on to him Joe was astonished. His wife had never been aggressive. Alice had always been shy and passive. She had never been the aggressor, and Joe did not know what to make of her actions. He did know that he enjoyed her new enthusiasm, and that was enough for now. Joe had almost been afraid to try his encore performance, but he felt so darn good he couldn't resist it. He hadn't been able to do it twice for ten years, and when he discovered he did have the strength he felt on top of the world. He thought he might even have enough for a third try, but he decided not to press his luck. He was very satisfied, and incredibly happy. 3. For the next several days the Strattons explored the great canyon. They rode the mules down to the bottom of the chasm, hiked around the rim for several miles, experiencing vistas denied to the less hardy souls that merely drove their cars from one lookout to another, and they screwed like rabbits. By the end of the first week there was no longer any doubt that something strange was happening to both of them. Joe looked like he was 30 years old, and Alice couldn't believe her own reflection in the mirror. If anything she looked a bit younger than Joe - maybe 26 or 28 - and their appearance was only part of the mystery. They felt incredibly energetic and adventuresome, with the strength and stamina to match their appearances, and their sex drives were incredible. Every night was pure heaven, and their intimacy only served to rekindle their love into the burning passion they once had for each other. Alice couldn't bear to be apart from Joe for even a few minutes, and he felt the same. He was constantly looking for excuses to touch her, and he treated her like royalty. Alice thought he was wonderful! They finally talked about the amazing changes that had occurred in them, but they were at a loss to explain it. They both thought that the accidental exposure to the radioactive medical waste in the accident might have something to do with their rejuvenation, but they certainly had no complaints at that point, and decided to wait and see their own doctors when they got home. Maybe they could determine what was happening. There certainly didn't seem to be any negative effects - They both loved their new, youthful physiques - So there didn't seem to be any emergency. One problem they did have, though, was clothing. Alice's clothes no longer fit her youthful figure or seemed appropriate for her apparent age. Her waist and hips were thinner and her bust was more prominent, and her old clothes simply hung on her. The styles she wore were fine for a middle-age woman, but she looked and felt much younger now, and wanted to dress the part. Joe had the same problem. His shoulders were wider, his waist nice and trim, and since he had lost the slight stoop he had with his bad back he looked taller too. His shirts and pants would all have to be replaced, and Alice couldn't wait to see her man in clothes designed for a strong, young man. So she dragged him out to shop for clothes. They spent an afternoon shopping, and Alice had a great time trying on styles that she never thought she would wear. Women didn't wear such tight and revealing clothes when she was younger, and she was excited to try on all the latest styles. At first she was very self-conscious, feeling like an old lady who was trying to ignore the years and dress like a young chick, but then she caught sight of herself in the dressing room mirror and realized that nobody would look at her that way. Joe certainly didn't. When she came out of the dressing room to model an outfit for him his eyes got big and a huge smile came to his face. He told her she looked wonderful, and that set off a reaction in her. From that moment on she didn't worry about the age issue. Joe wasn't normally a guy who enjoyed shopping, but Alice convinced him that it was necessary, and he reluctantly went along. After an hour he was glad he came. Alice dragged him to the "Misses" section of the women's department, and proceeded to try on some fairly sexy outfits. She started slowly, but she seemed to grow more confident as she went, egged on by Joe's appreciative comments. She picked out a pink tank top and a pair of tight white shorts, a baby blue camisole to go with a white mini skirt, a nice, floral print sundress, and a yellow tube top to wear with a pair of tight, white capris. She also bought a pair of wedge soled sandals, a pair of white tennis shoes, and a pair of taupe pumps with 3 1/2 inch heels to wear with the dress. After picking up a new purse, Alice led Joe over to swimwear, where she proceeded to try on several suits. Joe's favorite was a blue spandex halter top bikini with a high cut bottom, and he managed to talk Alice into buying it. Their last stop was lingerie, but Joe didn't have the nerve to follow Alice in there, and he waited on the periphery until she emerged with a pink bag of items. When he asked her what she bought she replied with a cryptic, "You'll find out later." Joe looked wonderful in his new clothes too. He was always handsome, but the modern styles really enhanced his rugged good looks, and the tight shirts revealed his broad shoulders and muscular arms very well. Alice couldn't help but notice that a lot of the other women stared at her husband when they walked down the mall or in the stores. She decided to stay especially close to him lest one of those chicks decide he was fair game. That night they wondered how our family and friends would react to the changes in their appearance, not to mention their behavior. How would people treat them? Would they look at them as a couple of freaks? Would they try to simply ignore what had happened? Would they treat them the same, or would they shun them? They simply didn't know. They were most worried about the kids. They were 52 and 48 years old respectively and now they didn't look much older than their own children. Would the kids still think of them as "mom and dad?" There was no way to know until they got back. Alice thought of calling and telling them what to expect, but Joe wasn't sure if that was a good idea, so she procrastinated. It was a three day drive to get home, and there would be plenty of time to call them before they set out on our return trip. In the meantime she modeled one of her purchases, a gauzy little baby doll nightie, though she didn't have it on for very long. Alice began to be concerned about the changes the day before they were scheduled to set out for home. When she awoke that morning she glanced over at Joe and realized that he appeared eve younger that the day before. If she didn't know any better she would have sworn he was only 19 or 20 years old. His face looked so smooth, so youthful, that she had a hard time believing he was her husband. Alice managed to rise without disturbing Joe, and immediately went into the bathroom to examine her own appearance. She decided she still looked about the same, perhaps 25, and after a careful examination she was satisfied that her appearance had stabilized. While she was there she did her morning duties, and then quietly returned to the room where she dressed silently. She was beginning to worry that maybe Joe had gotten too much of a good thing. Joe did not notice anything wrong that day, but Alice did. His body seemed less mature, less muscular, than it had the previous few days, and his voice wasn't as deep and commanding as it had been either. His new clothes still looked good on him, but he didn't fill them out quite as well as had. For the first time since Alice had noticed the changes she was looking forward to getting home and seeing a doctor. They made love again that last night, but Alice's new concerns took some of the joy out of it. She hadn't mentioned her concerns to Joe because she wasn't completely certain that they were justified, so he didn't have a clue. His increasing youthfulness certainly didn't impair his enthusiasm, but it seemed to Alice that he wasn't filling her quite as much as he had the previous week, and that only added to her worries. She resolved to call the kids and try to explain the situation to them. 4. They drove quite far their first day, and during the trip Alice finally voiced her concerns to Joe. She had already told him about her call to Debbie and Mark, and she suggested they get him to his doctor as soon as they got home. Joe looked even younger that had the previous day, and now appeared only 17 or 18 years old. Alice was beginning to feel more like his older sister than his wife, and though Joe could see that he had grown even younger he repeatedly stated that he felt fine, telling Alice not to worry. But she couldn't help worrying. That night, after a meal at a truck stop across from our motel Joe made love to her once more, and it was like making love to a teenager. He had a problem with premature ejaculation, and even though his youthful stamina allowed him to recover quickly Alice was too concerned to really enjoy herself. Joe was embarrassed by his performance that night, but he couldn't help himself. It seemed that he wanted to go faster than Alice, and that she couldn't keep up with him. He made up for his premature explosion by making love to her no less than three times, but it just wasn't as satisfying as it had been the previous week. On the morning of the second day of their return trip Alice awoke to a terrible shock. The person lying next to her had pimples on his face. Joe looked no older than 16 or 17, and he had lost much of the muscular development that made Alice weak-kneed. His normally heavy beard was nothing more than a little peach fuzz, and his shoulders and arms had lost all of their muscular definition. He woke up when he heard her gasp, and when he rose to go look at himself in the mirror Alice was stunned to see that he was shorter. Normally six-one, he looked only an inch or so taller than her own five- eight height. "What's happening to me?" Joe screamed as he recoiled from the mirror. His voice had actually cracked when he yelled, jumping up an octave before settling down into a range that was still higher than normal but common for teenage boys. "I've been trying to tell you, honey, that you need to see a doctor very soon. This has to be due to the radioactive chemicals," Alice told him. "This is terrible!" He said, and his voice cracked again. He felt his throat with a look of horror on his face. "Is there a doctor around here I could see?" He asked. Unfortunately they were out in the middle of nowhere, and when Alice called the front desk they told her that there was a small clinic about thirty miles away, but it was the opposite direction from home. When she told Joe he became very agitated, and alternated between wanting to go back to the clinic and trying to get home as soon as possible. "Maybe we could just leave the car here and fly back today," he suggested, but when Alice again checked with the desk clerk he told her there was no airport within a hundred miles that had passenger service. At that point Joe wanted to go to the closest airfield and pay a private owner to take them home, but Alice pointed out that there might not be anyone willing, and in the meantime they would lose a day of driving time, and time seemed to be suddenly important. In the end they decided to simply press on and drive home as quickly as possible. They agreed to drive straight through, stopping only for gas and comfort breaks, changing drivers as needed. As they dressed Joe discovered that his new clothes didn't fit him anymore. The new shirts that had exhibited his muscular torso now hung on him like an older brother's hand-me-downs, and his pants were even worse. He had lost about four inches in height, and his pant legs pooled at his feet, while the waist of his pants was a good four inches too large. He looked ridiculous in the clothes, but neither of them thought it was a good idea to take the time to shop, so he rolled up his pant legs and cinched his belt to the last notch, and they headed out. Alice took the first shift that morning, and drove over 200 miles before she simply had to stop for a potty break. She went inside the truck stop/restaurant to use the facilities while Joe pumped the gas. On her way out she noticed that they had a small display of tee shirts, jeans, and shorts. On an impulse she picked up a pair of khaki shorts with a 32" waist - the smallest size she could find - and a white tee shirt - size medium - with "Born To Be Wild" inscribed on the front (there really wasn't much of a selection, and some of the shirts were rather lurid, and a few downright obscene). While Alice paid for the gas Joe went in the men's room to change, and by the time he emerged she was sitting behind the wheel with the engine running. Joe felt strange sitting there wearing truck stop clothes. Despite the fact that the shorts only had a 32 inch waist Joe had to pull his belt to the last notch to keep them up, and the stupid inscription on the shirt made him feel ridiculous, but he realized it was lucky Alice could find anything at all for him to wear. Joe dozed off after another hour, but Alice kept going, wanting to cover as much ground as possible. From time to time she glanced over at him, and it seemed to her that he looked even younger than he had that morning. He hadn't shaved that day, yet his face was as smooth as a baby's, without even the peach fuzz he'd had that morning. The new tee shirt seemed to still fit him okay, but he'd kicked off his shoes before falling asleep because they were really loose. His legs had no hair anymore, and his feet were smooth and without any trace of calluses. Alice got tired after another 200 miles and pulled into another truck stop for gas and to change drivers. Once again she headed to the restroom while Joe pumped the gas and washed the windows. When she returned he put his shoes on and went inside to use the men's room. As he walked past her she noticed that he appeared even shorter than that morning. They now looked to be about the same height. He didn't seem to notice, but it shook Alice badly. Her husband had lost at least five inches in height, and perhaps forty pounds in the space of a few days. While he used the restroom she found some sandals that looked like they might fit him - a size seven compared to his normal size 10, and she gave them to him when he returned, explaining that he needed shoes to drive, and it was too dangerous for him to drive in his now oversized shoes. Joe reluctantly agreed and put the sandals on before getting behind the wheel. He noticed the sandals were just a bit large on him, but when he fastened the straps they fit okay. The biggest problem then was the shorts, which tried to slide down even though his belt was fully cinched. Joe muttered a curse when he got behind the wheel, then adjusted the seat forward a little before turning on the ignition. It struck Alice that ever since they'd been married Joe had to move the seat back after she used the car - She never drove when they were together - but now he had to move it forward. She wondered about that since they appeared to be the same height, but then she realized that her legs were longer than his. They talked as they drove, although after his voice cracked several times Joe grew quiet and let Alice carry the conversation. When he did speak he sounded just like a kid, though Alice didn't mention it to him because Joe was becoming awfully self-conscious. He'd also had to adjust the rear view mirror -- downward, and that embarrassed him badly. After awhile Alice decided to get some rest for her next turn behind the wheel. It looked like Joe would go for several hours, but she had a long night ahead of her. Joe shook Alice awake as they pulled in to another truck stop. He appeared unchanged since their previous stop, but his voice had risen permanently to a higher register. When they got out of the car to stretch Alice realized that her first impression that Joe had not changed much was terribly wrong. He now appeared to be an inch or two SHORTER than her, and his new shorts were hanging low on his waist, revealing that he had lost more weight. His arms and legs appeared positively skinny, and his shoulders were no wider than her own. In truth he looked like he was a 14 year old kid. As she went inside to use the restroom she realized that Joe did not appear to be old enough to drive, and she nearly broke down when she got in the ladies room. Joe was humiliated at what was happening to him. Having to look up to Alice when they were both standing made him feel like a midget. He also had to fight the impression that his wife had actually aged in the past few hours. He knew she was unchanged, and that he had grown younger, but she looked older to him now. When Alice returned from the restroom she found Joe struggling to get the hood up. He was straining with all his might, but he couldn't lift it to check the oil. She stepped over to help him, and together they managed to get the hood up. When Joe bent over to grab the dipstick his shorts slid down his legs to his feet, and he quickly dropped into a squat and pulled them up. He was absolutely mortified, and became even more embarrassed when Alice lifted his tee shirt, which had also become too large for him, to check his waist. It was several inches narrower than when she bought the shorts, and she knew there wouldn't be anything in his size. Truckers aren't known for trim waistlines. Her best hope was to find a small belt, or even a piece of rope, he could use to hold up his britches. She told him to wait in the car while she tried to find something that fit his slender form. Joe was angry, scared, and humiliated at the same time. He'd lifted the damned hood countless times and he'd always been able to do it with one hand. Now he needed Alice's help just to budge it, and she did most of the work. Then his damned pants fell down because he had shrunk past the point where his belt did any good, and he'd had to hold his pants up with one hand while Alice opened the car door for him so he could jump inside. How had things gone so wrong? As with the last place, there really wasn't much of a selection. There were no shorts or slacks in his narrow waist size, and worse yet, there no belts that would work. Alice was about to go looking for a piece of rope when a thought occurred to her. There was no kid's section in the limited clothing racks, but they did have a women's section. She decided that she might just be able to find something there, and after a few moments she did find a pair of white shorts, a tee shirt, and a pair of sandals in women's size 8. Unfortunately the shorts were cut quite a bit shorter than men's shorts, and the sandals had a small, one-inch heel. There was a problem with the tee shirt too. Aside from the light blue color it had a scalloped neck and sleeves with little eyelets, but Alice didn't have any choice. Alice took the clothes out to the car and told Joe to slide over to the passenger side and just change right there. With the door closed nobody could see him slide his oversized shorts down his legs and pull up the new pair. He struggled into the new shorts - they were a bit tight on him - but Alice thought that if he lost any more weight they would get a bit looser. He complained that the shorts were cut too short for men's shorts, and that the shirt was a girl's shirt, but she told him there was nothing else even close to his waist size, and reminded him that he only had to wear them until they got home and could go to a real store. He still hesitated, and she cajoled him into wearing them by reminding him that nobody would see him in the car, and when they stopped at a rest stop he wouldn't have to hold his pants up just to walk around. He grudging conceded the point, but complained again when he examined the sandals. "These are girls' sandals," he complained as he looked at the one-inch heel. "Honey, there wasn't anything else in your size," Alice told him gently. "Truck stops don't have a lot of selection. I was thinking more about safety than style. You can strap the old ones on the next time we stop for gas, but driving is another thing. Your shoes have to fit properly." "Okay," he agreed, clearly not happy with wearing sandals made for females. He even sounded like a young teen when he spoke, and his actions and mannerisms were changing too, which really scared Alice. When he put on the new tee she bought he found that it was too short to tuck into his waistband, and when he looked at her she just shrugged. What could she say? The tee was short enough to reveal his navel, and left about three inches of skin showing but there was nothing to be done. When Alice started the car and put it in gear Joe objected. "It's still my turn to drive," he reminded her. "Yeah, it is," she agreed, "but I think it would be a good idea to wait until we go through a drive-in and get some food. You don't really look old enough to drive, and if a cop sees us your driver's license would raise more questions than we want to answer at this point." Joe just looked at her and folded his arms across his chest and stared straight ahead. As far as he was concerned this was the ultimate indignity. Everything he was wearing except his underwear was female attire, and he hated the thought of it. But Alice was right; he couldn't wear his other clothes now unless he wanted to risk having his pants slip down again. Alice couldn't believe her husband was sulking like the teen he appeared to be, but the pout in his lip left no doubt. That really scared her. If the changes were affecting his behavior they could also be affecting his thinking, and that was a truly frightening prospect. She didn't want her husband to begin thinking like a teenager. If that happened what would become of their marriage? As it was she was terrified that medical science would not be able to restore him to his former age. At that point she would have settled for any adult age, even their original forms. After they went through the drive-thru and got burgers for dinner Alice found a place where they could switch, near the freeway, and Joe took over the driving again. She handed him his food as he munched and drove. She also had to remind him to watch his speed, pointing out that if they were pulled over no one would believe that he was the 52 year old man to whom his driver's license had been issued. In point of fact he looked more like his own son than himself. Alice tried to get some sleep, but the events of the past two weeks intruded constantly in her thoughts. While she examined everything that had happened she suddenly realized that her worst fears were true. The physical changes brought on by the radiation HAD affected their thinking - both of them. She recalled how they had acted like newlyweds, constantly holding hands and looking into each other's eyes, making love every night, and also how she had been infatuated by her strong husband like a schoolgirl with a crush. Well, that was over now. She couldn't possibly get excited over the kid in the seat next to her, and that too, was a terrible realization. If she wasn't attracted to her husband in his present form then he wouldn't be attracted to her either. She wondered if he would develop an eye for teenage girls, and think of her as "old," even though she appeared no older than mid-twenties? If so what would happen to them? She didn't realize that Joe already thought of her as older than himself. He had thought the teenage girl at the drive through window was pretty hot, though she looked about 16. He daydreamed as he drove, unable to get girl out of his thoughts. He found himself growing aroused thinking about her until he realized what he was doing. He commanded himself to settle down and concentrate on his driving. Alice resumed driving around ten o'clock that night, and Joe slept while she drove through the night. They pulled into their driveway around three in the morning and didn't even bother unloading the car. As Alice opened the door that led from the garage to the kitchen she realized that it was probably a good thing that they got home after the neighbors were in bed. If someone had come over it would have been hard to explain the changes in her, much less Joe. For the first time in two weeks she and Joe shared a bed without making love. 5. The next morning Alice phoned Joe's doctor, even before she got dressed, and after pleading with his receptionist she managed an appointment for three o'clock that afternoon. When she went to look for Joe she found him in his office, but he wasn't working on a project - he was playing a computer game. He didn't appear to be any younger than the day before, and she breathed a sigh of relief. He was still wearing the white shorts and blue tee shirt Alice bought at the truck stop, along with the sandals. That made sense since nothing in his old wardrobe would fit him any better than the clothes they bought on vacation. When Alice told him about the appointment he barely acknowledged her, and when she suggested they go shopping to find something more appropriate for him to wear to the doctor he paused the game and asked if she could just go get him something. She assumed he was too embarrassed to go out looking as he did, and so she agreed to go, but told him she would need to get his measurements so she could get the right sizes. He appeared to be put out by that, but he swiveled his chair towards her and she went to get her tape measure from her sewing basket. When Alice measured Joe she was shocked to see that his chest only measured 38 inches, and his waist a mere 30 inches. His hips were only a couple of inches wider than his waist, and his inseam was only 29 inches, and when she measured his height she had to sit down. Her six- one husband was now only five-five, three full inches shorter than her. She noticed the size 8 sandals still fit, so she took his measurements and prepared to go to the local department store. Joe wanted nothing to do with clothes shopping. He was humiliated enough and he didn't want any of their neighbors to see him. Going with Alice seemed like taking a trip with his mother, and after their cross- country marathon he needed a break from her sensible attitudes. Besides he had just found this really cool game online, and he wanted a chance to play it. Just as Alice was leaving for the store, Debbie and Mark made their way into the kitchen, both bleary-eyed from dates the previous night. When they saw Joe and Alice Debbie gasped, and Mark said, "Who are - Holy Shit! Mom? Dad? Is that really you guys?" Joe was completely mortified. Not only did he appear five years younger than his youngest child, he was at least ten inches shorter than Mark, who was 6'2". He was even shorter than Debbie, who was an inch taller than Alice. Debbie and Mark alternated staring at Alice and Joe, then they each slumped into chairs around the kitchen table. Mark was staring open-mouthed at Joe, who squirmed in his chair under the scrutiny. Debbie just looked down at her hands and remained silent, so finally Alice told them everything that had happened - well almost everything. She left out the part where they made love like newlyweds, deciding it wasn't pertinent to the issue. She also told them that Joe had an appointment with his doctor that afternoon, and that she was going shopping for clothes. Debbie volunteered to come with her, and Alice accepted. She thought it might be a good idea to talk to her alone, and that Joe had enough on his hands with Mark. As Alice left to follow Debbie back to her room, Mark said, "Mom - Don't take this wrong, but you are hot!" She looked back at her son, who looked more like her little brother now, and smiled. "Thanks Mark. I know what you're trying to say, and I appreciate it," she replied. Alice sat on the bed in Debbie's room while she pulled on some shorts and a tee shirt that was actually similar to the one Joe was wearing. Debbie asked Alice how she felt about the changes that had taken place, and Alice told her truthfully that she was scared about Joe. She went through the entire progression of the changes, and since it was just the girls, she did let on that they had really enjoyed themselves until the end of the vacation. Debbie looked at Alice appraisingly and told her she would also have to get some new clothes. Alice told her she had bought a lot while they were on vacation, but Debbie told her mother that she was still dressed like an older woman. "We can stop and get you a few things too," she said as she pulled on her sandals. When they got to the men's and boy's department became obvious that "boy" was the operative word. Given Joe's measurements and slim physique nothing in the men's department would come close to fitting him. That didn't faze Alice - She wasn't looking for a three piece suit anyway, and jeans are jeans. She got him two pairs of jeans, a pair of boy's khaki shorts, two polo style shirts and a couple of tee shirts, some socks, a pair of size 6 cross trainers, and a pack of boy's briefs. She assumed that would hold him for a week or so, and hopefully the doctor would have him on his way back to normal by that time. After they finished in the boy's department, Debbie took Alice to the juniors section and proceeded to have her try on skirts, dresses, tops, and shoes. Some of the items she picked out were very revealing, and Alice was reluctant to try them on, but Debbie told her that she had to look like the young woman she had become. "Besides," she added, "You've got the figure for these now." She handed Alice a skirt and top, and the rejuvenated woman retreated into the changing room. When she put them on she didn't dare leave the room. The skirt was a micro-mini that barely covered the tops of her stockings, and the top was an off-the-shoulder short sleeve number that dropped daringly low and exposed several inches of her enhanced cleavage. Even when Alice was young woman she had never worn anything remotely like that outfit, and when she refused to come out of the changing room Debbie barged in and whistled. "Mark was right, mom. You do look hot!" She exclaimed. "I can't wear this!" Alice protested. "It's too, too - skimpy!" "No it's not," Debbie argued. "You're just not used to today's styles. That outfit is perfectly acceptable. Remember, things are a bit different from when you were . . ." "Young," Alice prompted, and Debbie just nodded. "Your father will have a fit," Alice countered, but Debbie just shook her head. "If daddy is still interested in women he'll love to see you in that outfit," she said with assurance. Debbie had meant it as a joke, but after she said it Alice wondered if Joe was still interested in her, or any woman for that matter. He looked so young, almost like a boy who hadn't gone through puberty yet, and Alice didn't know if he had reached the stage where he was attracted to the opposite sex yet. And if he had, how could he be attracted to her - who looked ten years older than himself? Alice broke down at that point, and Debbie hugged her tightly. Alice was so afraid of what was happening to Joe - to them, and she was afraid their marriage wouldn't survive if he could not be restored. Alice let Debbie talk her into the outfit she was wearing, plus several others, along with new shoes and even a makeover in the cosmetic department, but it did nothing to allay her fears. 6. Alice really wasn't thinking when she got dressed to take Joe to the doctor. She threw on a light, white sleeveless blouse, a tan skirt, and a pair of heels. She knocked on the bathroom door as she passed and told Joe she would be out in the car. When he came out of the house he looked every bit a young teenage boy, with a navy tee, the khaki shorts and cross trainers. Alice drove to the doctor's office, and when she got out of the car she realized that, in her 3 inch heels, she was a good five or six inches taller than Joe. He looked up at her with an embarrassed expression and turned and headed straight into the office. Alice followed, thinking that Joe looked more like her younger brother, or even her son, than her husband. She wasn't sure if he was embarrassed because he looked a lot shorter than her, or because he looked so much younger. Actually, it was both. Joe felt like a small child next to his wife, and he knew he looked the part, too. Alice looked even older to him now, and the fact that she towered over him was just an added embarrassment. Dr. Hart was a very good doctor, but he had never encountered anything like Joe's condition, or Alice's for that matter. It took them twenty minutes to convince him they were who they claimed to be, and then he wasn't one hundred percent certain. He gave them the benefit of the doubt though, and it helped that Alice's face was similar to her older self. Joe was just too radically changed to make any meaningful comparison. He gave them both every test he could do at his office, including blood tests, DNA, and in Alice's case, a pap smear. He checked their hearts, lungs, blood pressure, pulse rate, pupils, reflexes, and so forth. He even scheduled them for CT scans, brain scans, and EKGs. After they each finished dressing they met him in his office he sat behind his desk and folded his hands. "This is the most extraordinary story I've heard in 30 years of practicing medicine," he told them. "It's far too early to tell what is causing the changes, but I'm hopeful the lab work and the scans will reveal something we can use. It is possible that the radioactive medical waste from the accident is the cause, and that would make sense judging by the different results. "Joe, you received the most exposure to the radiation, and your changes are more profound. Alice, according to what you told me you just got some of the material on your hand and you wiped it off on your clothes. Accordingly your changes, while significant, are not as serious as Joe's. "In any event, I will contact the hospital that treated you after the accident, and also call the police down there. Hopefully they can shed some light on what that truck was actually carrying. I'll also have to contact specialists in nuclear medicine, and several other fields before we can even think about attempting to treat your conditions." And that was it. The short story was he didn't have a clue what was going on, and though understandable, it was very disheartening. It was then clear that there would be no quick fix and that both would be stuck as they were for some time. During the next two weeks the Strattons had every conceivable test performed on them, and they were interviewed by several specialists, and even a physicist and a chemist, but there were no answers, only theories. Meanwhile, Alice got Doctor Hart to call Joe's employer. They knew enough to state that his condition was the result of radiation poisoning, and that was good enough to put him on sick leave. Fortunately Joe had been a very steady employee, and he had accumulated a lot of sick time over the years, so the family was okay for the foreseeable future, and even if Joe's sick leave ran out Dr. Hart told them he would have no problem in classifying Joe's condition as a disability. But they had other problems besides money. Joe began acting more and more like a teenage boy, and Alice had to be very careful with what she said to him. He had tons of nervous energy, like all teenagers, and he was constantly shooting baskets in the driveway, out running, or working out on exercise equipment he hadn't used in years. Not being able to drive grated on him, and he finally begged Dr. Hart to write a letter explaining his condition, and that he actually had a valid driver's license. Alice drove him to the license bureau, and after some haggling he did emerge with a learner's permit. Apparently the good doctor's word went only so far with the bureaucrats. The usual conditions of having a licensed driver in the car, and taking a road test after three months to get his full license applied to Joe, so his permit didn't satisfy him. It humiliated him that Alice had to be with him when he drove, and the resentment spilled over to his wife. Whatever the cause, he became very short with her at times, and Alice had to fight to remember that the young boy was really her husband. Of course, with all that time on his hands Joe constantly wanted to go places, and one of his favorite destinations was the beach. Alice bought him a pair of boy's swim trunks, and they went at least twice a week. Joe always insisted on driving, and Alice let him, though he was a bit more aggressive behind the wheel than he had been. At the beach, Alice couldn't help comparing Joe to other guys she saw, and he came off rather poorly. His undeveloped adolescent body was nothing compared to the muscular men that caught her eye, and his attitude and demeanor matched his body. Joe played in the surf while the "real" men tossed footballs or walked along the beach, scoping out the chicks. Alice was the recipient of many of their glances, and she was excited the men considered her attractive and desirable. Joe didn't look at her like that anymore, and when she thought about it Alice was actually relieved. She didn't know what she would have done if Joe wanted to make love to her. Fortunately that never came up. Debbie and Mark didn't know how to treat Joe, or even how to address him. After calling him "daddy" once or twice Debbie started calling him "Joe" or even "Joey" if she was teasing him. Soon Debbie was calling him "Joey" all the time, and, surprisingly, he didn't seem to resent it from her, though he yelled at Mark if he tried to call him anything but Joe. Alice thought it was a "guy" thing. After awhile Joe began hanging out with Mark and since Mark was a licensed driver Joe could drive with him, too. One day Mark asked Joe if he wanted to go to the beach with him and some of his friends, and Joe leapt at the chance. He grabbed his new suit and a towel, shoved his wallet in his pocket, and they were off. It turned out to be a memorable day. Mark and his friends were playing volleyball, while Joe watched on the sidelines, occasionally leaving to take a plunge in the lake. During a break some of the girls from Mark's school came over and began talking with the guys. When one asked about Joe, Mark had to think fast, and he told her Joe was his younger cousin. The girl thought Joe looked "cute" and decided to introduce him to her 14 year old sister, who had also tagged along. When Joe met Valerie, the younger sister, Valerie developed an instant crush on Joe, and she sat with him while the older kids played a co-ed game. When Joe wanted to go back in the lake Valerie followed him and soon they were wading together. Valerie playfully splashed Joe, and he splashed her back, chasing her as she giggled and shrieked, not really trying to get away. Joe caught her easily, but instead of dunking Valerie as he planned he kissed her, and she kissed him back enthusiastically. Joe didn't know why he kissed Valerie, but it seemed natural, and she was extremely attractive to him. He didn't have any ulterior motive -- it was just a kiss -- and though Valerie took his arm as they walked Joe wasn't interested in going any further. Joe later told Mark that he didn't know what came over him, and begged him not to tell Alice what happened. Mark told him to calm down, but when they got back from the beach Mark asked his mother to come to his room, and told her everything. He was worried and confused by Joe's actions and demeanor. He told her that Joe was acting just like a young kid, and he didn't seem to be able to control his actions. He was impulsive and immature, and Mark was worried that he was regressing mentally. Alice had noticed all that to a certain extent and it was a growing problem. Joe's vocabulary seemed to have become simpler, more immature, and more like a teenager. He was spending a lot of time playing video games, and he had even taken Mark's old skateboard out in the street. Alice called the doctor to see if they had made any progress, but Dr. Hart still had no answers. 7. Over the next couple of weeks Joe appeared to regress another year or two. At least he lost another inch in height, which was then 5'3 ', and his weight plummeted from about 145 pounds to 120. His chest shrunk another 2 inches to 36" and his waist was reduced to 28". Even his feet shrunk another size, and it was hard finding shoes for him because his feet were also narrower than most boys. Strangely, his hips were the same 33" they were a few weeks ago, and that made it hard to find pants for him. One day, when Alice was out shopping for Joe with Debbie, Debbie suggested they get him some girl's jeans. Alice didn't think that was a good idea, but she pressed her point. "Think about it, Alice," she argued. "Joey can't wear boy's jeans because his hips and waist are out of proportion. If you get jeans that fit his waist his hips will be too large, and if you match his hip size they'll be too loose in the waist. We really haven't got much of a choice." "But he'll go nuts if I bring home girls clothes for him," Alice told her. "So, get some cheap generic jeans without any designs or frills," she suggested. "I could do that, but girls' jeans are more fitted than boys," Alice reminded her. "Joe will know exactly what they are." "You could just buy them a size too large. He probably wouldn't know they came from the juniors department," she countered. And that's exactly what they did. Alice also got him a pair of cross trainers from the women's department - size 7. She made sure the shoes had no frills, and that the colors were neutral, so Joe wouldn't know. When she showed Joe the clothes she bought Joe suspected what was going on, but since the jeans didn't have any designs or labels that identified them as girl's jeans he didn't give her any problems. The jeans were just a bit too wide in the seat for him, but since they were big all over (thanks to Debbie's idea of buying them too large on purpose) he was happy, especially when Alice told him she got them large because she expected him to grow into them. Joe hadn't had any sexual thoughts for several weeks, and even when he watched television he wasn't attracted to any of the women or girls portrayed. He was more interested in playing games of all types, especially his computer games. The problem was he didn't use his computer for anything else. All his sophisticated engineering and design programs went unused, and he busied himself with trivial matters. Frankly he was beginning to wonder why Alice, Debbie and Mark were concerned. He felt great, and all the free time was nice. There were no pressures to produce anything, no work at all, except for chores around the house, and those were mostly inside since he lacked the strength to do most of the outside work. During this time Joe also seemed to calm down a bit. He stopped using Mark's old skateboard and running every day. He also quit playing basketball with Mark after a couple of collisions left him bruised and battered. He just didn't have the height or weight to compete with Mark. He did spend some time with Debbie, and they went for walks and did the dishes together. He even tried to help her with her homework, but it seemed awfully complicated to him, so he spent a lot of time at the local park. At first he tried to get into some baseball games with the neighborhood boys, but he had a weak arm and the bats seemed terribly heavy, so after a while he just watched from the grass. He admired one or two of the local boys, who seemed to have a talent for the game, and he became a regular, if just to watch. Due to the fact that Joe looked more like Alice's son than her husband they agreed that Joe would sleep in their guest room, and he and Alice took all of his new clothes downstairs and put them in the dresser. Joe wanted to move the bed slightly so he could fit a small desk in the room, but when he tried to move it he couldn't budge it an inch. Alice didn't think much of it since his arms had become so terribly skinny as he regressed in age, but when he gave up and went over to the closet Alice gave it a try, and was surprised when she was able to move the bed. She positioned it where he wanted it, and turned to pick up some more clothes, when she saw Joe looking at her with a shocked expression. Then it dawned on her that she had been able to move the bed when he could not; that she was stronger than her husband. Joe just stared at her for a moment, then turned and left the room. He was very upset and humiliated by being weaker than Alice, and she went after him, hoping to calm him down and reassure him that everything would be okay. "Joey, wait!" She called, but he just kept going, and she heard the back door slam after him. She stopped at the back door and caught a glimpse of Joe running down the street. She ran to Debbie's room and told her what had happened, and Debbie agreed to go look for Joe. She thought it would be best if Alice let her go alone, so Alice went back to the guest room while Debbie went after Joe. Debbie caught up with Joe at the park, down the street. She saw him sitting on a swing and she casually walked up to him. "Hey Joey," what's up?" she asked as she sat down on another swing. "Nothin'" he replied sullenly. "Oh come on. Something is bothering you," Debbie persisted. "Why should anything bother me? I mean, look at me - Everything is going so well lately," Joe answered sarcastically. "I know it's been awfully tough on you, but you just have to wait it out. I'm sure the doctors will come up with something," Debbie replied. "Maybe," Joe allowed, "but it had better be soon. I've gotten so weak I can't throw a baseball or swing a bat, much less push a bed around. Your mother had to do it for me when we were moving my things into the guest room. I also can't play basketball with Matt anymore - I get beat up pretty badly when I try - and my voice is getting higher too. I sound like a little kid on the phone. It's not getting better, it's getting worse." "I know," Debbie answered, "but you have to tough it out. I'm sure the doctors will figure this out sooner or later. In the meantime you have your family for support." "I know that," Joe replied, "but it's just getting to be too much." At that he broke down in tears, and Debbie got up and stood in front of him and hugged him tightly. "It'll be okay - you'll see," she told him. "Come on, let's go home." As Debbie led him home, Joe tried to stop crying but it was impossible. He was bewildered by his lack of control, and hated the fact that his emotions seemed to run away so easily. He did manage to get control of himself before they got home, but he could sense that any little thing that went wrong would set him off again, and he went straight to his room. 8. Several more weeks passed and nothing changed, at least not for the better. Alice was feeling very lonely at night. She missed her husband, and knew that her longing was made worse by her own younger form. Her hormones seemed to be flowing freely, and she was getting desperate for some masculine attention, but under the circumstances she repressed her urges. Sometimes she found herself staring longingly at the micro mini skirt and revealing top that Debbie had talked her into buying, but she had to put thoughts of sex aside. Not only did it seem terribly inappropriate to think of Joe in those terms there was another problem. One day Alice walked into the bathroom to clean, and found Joe standing naked in front of the mirrored shower enclosure. He thought he had locked the door but the lock didn't catch for some reason. Anyway, Alice was shocked at what she saw. Joe's penis and scrotum looked like those of a pre-teen. His groin was completely hairless, his penis was tiny, and his scrotum looked rounded and puffy, like a baby's. The rest of him looked just about the same, but his hips appeared more prominent, and he had very little body hair. Alice wasn't sure which of them was more shocked. She gasped, and Joe quickly turned away, covering his small package with both hands. He looked over his shoulder at her with an angry expression. "Can't a guy have a little privacy around here?" He demanded, and Alice mumbled an apology and quickly pulled the door closed as she exited. Later, she went down to Joe's room and knocked on the door. When he allowed her to enter she sat down at his desk, across from him, and told him, "We need to talk . . ." The following day Alice took Joe back to the doctor's office for another examination. She was still stunned by the appearance of his genitals, and he was still embarrassed by her accidental intrusion. Alice managed to get Joe to tell her that he'd noticed the change in his groin a couple of weeks ago, but he'd been too humiliated to talk about it. At first he thought he was imagining it, and then, after he realized he was changing yet again he hoped it was part of his overall problem, and that it would resolve itself when the doctor's came up with a "cure." After Dr. Hart examined Joe alone he called them both into his office for another consultation. He told them that Joe's genitals appeared to be those of a boy between 6 and 7 years old, but the rest of his body appeared to be about the same chronological age as it was during the first examination. He was concerned because this change appeared to be affecting one part of the body more than the rest, and this was a new development. He also told them he was ordering more tests, and that he would be consulting with the specialist by e-conference later that day. There was a good chance the Strattons have to travel to Baltimore, where several of the specialists were located. Before they left, Dr. Hart pulled Alice aside and said, "Alice, I don't kno