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Author's note: This story is set in Mexico, but due to not knowing any Spanish (and not trusting google translate for a literary piece), all dialogue should be assumed to be spoken in Spanish unless specified to be anything else. Now, on with the story! *-*-*-*-*-* The De Nada Diner was as quiet as always. It was to be expected, since there were only four tables in total. Lucas Soto was currently the only person in the establishment, and was having his usual dinner of steak and chicken flautas with a side of drunken fish. The diner was small, but it served delicious meals. That was Soto's opinion at least. He always came to the diner when he had to work late, which recently was pretty much every weekday. Lucas was currently running the numbers for the day's profits, making sure none of his staff had the gall to steal from his syndicate. The Magai Syndicate produced an extraordinarily high amount of product, but that also meant more openings for the shady workers to swipe some personal bonuses. It was a crime family after all, although it was run more like a clean business than anything. As the boss of the Magai Syndicate, Lucas cared the most about profits. Unfortunately, there was always too much information to go through, and Lucas could never get through all of a day's numbers. Today, instead of starting at the beginning or end of the financial information, Lucas was reading through the middle files. He usually started from either the beginning or the end, in an effort to evenly monitor all the departments, but he noticed how he could never reach the dead center of the files. Lucas already knew that the total numbers were off, since the monthly reports never met up with the projected profits. He hoped that this new searching idea would finally weed out the culprit. Sure enough, he finally found them. There were two culprits: Juan Vega and John Patrickson. Juan was one of the fastest delivery drivers Lucas had, but in hindsight that was probably because he dropped off his loads at his house instead of one of the warehouses. John Patrickson was actually an accountant Lucas hired during his trip to the United States. He was good, and he had a thirst for profits that made crime accounting an acceptable new career. Once again in hindsight, Juan probably provided an even better thirst quencher for John's greed. John only spoke English. Juan was the only other bilingual member of the Magai Syndicate besides Lucas, so Juan was the only one who could have made the proposal. It was so clear now, so obvious, and Lucas was pretty pissed to have been fooled by such a simple strategy. John never did pinpoint where the profit inaccuracy came from, but now Lucas knew he was actually hiding it. It was a cover only the accountant could have pulled. Everything was in place, so now the only thing left to do was to take out the dirty dealers. Lucas was going to have to get himself a new accountant very soon. He could take care of Juan first, since he did actually live nearby. Although he was in a pretty rotten mood, he did generously tip the waitress. The peace and quiet in the diner helped immensely with his work. It would also mark one of his last late nights, so he figured he should leave on a good note. It was dark now, the streets were lit only by the moon. There were no puddles, but the ground was a few shades heavier from the light rain a few hours before. Lucas Soto's footsteps echoed through the night. Malice was evident in his face as he approached the home of his first target. The light was on, so Juan was awake. All the better, he should be awake for his torturous end. Lucas would have preferred to sneak into Juan's apartment, but all the residents of this city knew to lock their doors well. They also knew to stay quiet and out of the way when there was gunshot, so at the very least that was a plus. Lucas may have been a desk-sitting boss figure, but he was strong. The door was easily kicked out of its frame. He didn't have time for the door chain, so he just shot it in half with the revolver he had on hand. Juan was backed to the wall of his bedroom, scared out of his wits. Lucas actually expected him to be armed, but this was far better. "Wait! I can explain!" Juan yelled out in a last ditch effort to save his skin. Lucas wasn't having any of it. He took out his second firearm, a modified tranquilizer handgun, and pointed it right was Juan's chest. Juan's last words would be a rather pathetic, "No wait! Please!" Juan was out seconds after the tranquilizer dart hit him. His peace didn't last long though, because moments later he was crying out in pain as his blood veins glowed a nasty green hue. The acidic potion didn't hurt the plants they were intended to be used on, but the liquid was a burning venom to any creature with nerves. It took a dozen minutes of yelling before Juan finally passed out again, this time from the sheer pain of it all. Juan had been aged almost forty years from the concentrated dose. Since he was aged forward, he was reduced to skin and bones as all the muscle and fat from his body got burned up. The potion also had a rather intriguing side effect. Due to the feature of some plants that can change the gender of their flowers, every single use of the potion on another creature caused a gender swap. However, with no fat and no muscle left, the only way to tell that the skin and bones was a woman was from the different skeletal shape. An acid that invades every cell and forcibly changes even the hardest substances, it was a hell of pain. Lucas would know, since he went through it before to retain his youth. He had to go through it twice, in fact, since there was no way he was going to stay a woman. You had to feel all of it too, it burned away any kind of drug you could try to use to dampen the pain. Lucas's wife had a much better time with it that Lucas did. Pain immunity from childbirth or something, he didn't really know. Speaking of which, the job was done. Lucas would focus on taking care of John tomorrow. Tonight he had a family to say his daily goodnight to. His wife Marina-Amelia Soto and his sweet little eight year old daughter Vanessa. It was dark, but it actually wasn't too late when Lucas got home. It was only about eight thirty. Starting his profit check at the center of the files worked much faster than he thought. Vanessa was in her room, dressing up the life-sized little girl doll that Lucas bought her a couple days ago. She was so energetic and sweet, and quickly ran to give Lucas a hug as soon as she noticed him. Marina-Amelia was in the master bedroom, reading that new novel she picked up yesterday. She already knew Lucas was home by the time he reached their room, since Vanessa's enthusiasm was coupled with a very high volume voice. "Done early today?" she said, a pleased smile on her face. Lucas joined her on the bed, relaxing his body first before turning to his wife. "Oh yes Mary my dear, I found the problem at last, and soon I'll be coming home early a lot more often!" "Wonderful! I'm going to have to ask the servants to set the table for three again. I can finally stop worrying about you too. How many naughty men do you have on your hands?" She asked as she gave a light peck on her husband's cheek. "Only one now, but it was two a little bit earlier." Lucas replied, pulling out the revolver and dart gun before putting them both into the bedside drawers. "Got to use your potion, was a nice and loud show." It did turn out that Marina-Amelia was the original brewer of the acidic potion. When she had first met Lucas she actually made mention that her grandmother was an accomplished witch. He didn't believe her, and he still doubts that she is actually part witch. Her mystical potion was chalked up by him as a work of genetic science, and thanks to it the Magai Syndicate was the biggest producer of vegetation-based drugs in all markets. Who really knows, maybe it's magic, maybe not. You can't argue with the results at least. "I'm glad you say that, actually. I have a little idea to pitch," noted Marina as she put in a bookmarker between the pages she was reading so that she could set aside her book. "Vanessa has been really happy with her new dress up mannequin, but I think she's wishing it could be real." A bit puzzled, Lucas asked Marina to elaborate further. "Well, I'm thinking that maybe you can spare whatever punishment you were going to give to that second boy, and bring Vanessa home a new sister tomorrow..." Ah, that was actually an interesting idea... The next day, Lucas arrived at the office early. He sat on John Patrickson's seat, waiting for him to arrive. When John finally did come through his office door, he found himself on the receiving side of a revolver, with Lucas staring right into his eyes. The Magai Syndicate headquarters was a very large building, and John's office was deep inside. There wasn't a chance in the world for John to get away. A caged animal had to try, at least. John quickly dropped his suitcase and made a run for it. Only several seconds passed before the speakers opened for an announcement. "Please subdue John Patrickson and bring him to his office immediately." Lucas was more than confident that John would be returned, and he was proven right within just three minutes. Three workers had dragged John back, two holding each arm and one holding his legs. Lucas knew how to pick people who followed orders, at least that hadn't been changed in light of recent events. A roped was thrown to each of the three workers, and they swiftly tied John up before depositing him on his knees. A quick six hundred dollars was given and split between the three workers, and they went on their way. John was crying the whole time, so sure that he was going to die. Lucas decided to reinforce that idea and push the revolver right onto John's forehead. John didn't even make any pleas, he was scared into inaudible whimpering. "I'm a very efficient man, John. In our line of work, murder is usually much safer than just firing someone..." Lucas whispered in John's ear, which only helped to produce even more tears and whimpering. "Lucky for you, today is a day with an even better option." Lucas finished, stepping away and putting his revolver back into his jacket pocket. John was stunned, momentarily shocked into being quiet for a second. His fears continued once Lucas pulled out his dart gun though. John wasn't aware of the actual mechanics and chemistry of the acidic potion used by the Magai Syndicate. However, it was still a gun, and as far as he knew Lucas didn't actually say he would live yet. The dart gun was pointed right at John's heart, and under the stress John felt like he would die from a heart attack faster than any incoming bullet wound. John was such a scared crybaby, Lucas mused that he might actually make the perfect shy little girl. If only he knew what kind of pain was coming next. He didn't have long to wait though. The trigger was pulled without further thought, and the dart nested itself right in the middle of John's chest. Immediately the green liquid corrupted every vein, causing John to glow with the pattern of what could be mistaken for radioactive roots all over his skin. This particular dart had no initial sleeping agents to knock John out like Juan was yesterday night, so John was able to see his veins starting to glow all green. The shock was enough to distract John for only so long, as soon he felt the full impact of all the melting pain. Every nerve in his whole body screamed as every cell was soon infected with the glow of green. John was literally feeling the maximum amount of physical pain that any person could possibly feel. If his brain could have ignored the pain enough to just register a second of what was going on, he would have gone mad. John's bones were first, softening into something like stiff clay due to the potion. They slowly became smaller and smaller, the excess bone and bone marrow ejecting out from his skin due to there being no other place for it to go. His skull actually cracked under the stressful change, before repairing itself into a smaller shape. While it was repairing, extra brain matter dissolved and flushed out, although nothing immediately important like memory and personality were purged. Although his new size would not make it noticeable just yet, his pelvis had also rounded off into a more obtuse shape. All the extra bone mass was discharged painfully through his skin, opening up wounds all over his body. The extra muscle, fat, fluids, and tissue followed the bone mass, spilling out in a disgusting heap of what could be mistaken for red-green slime. When the extra mass had finally been expelled, the green glow left in his body intensified, healing all his wounds in mere moments. John couldn't physically cry out, since his throat and lungs were pretty much decimated, but in his mind all he could do was know pain. Eventually his body pieced itself together into a new form. He had a whole new body, and he couldn't even be the first one to see it, since he had passed out by this point. Turning back the clock thirty years ended up being quite a horror show for Lucas. In his field of work though, he had seen worse, so it didn't really bother him as much as it would anyone else. Beyond the screaming and bloody body change, John looked to him like a newborn baby. Sure, he was bigger than an actual baby, but the image of him lying on the floor all red and covered in unidentifiable discharge reminded Lucas of when Vanessa was first born. He wasn't surprised that Marina-Amelia was reluctant about the idea of having any more children. Back then, she was screaming almost as loud as John as Vanessa came into the world. "Hello Hayley," Lucas said, addressing the unconscious heap on the floor while he pocketed the dart gun. When the last green glow had faded, Lucas took out one more potion, a blue one this time. Marina-Amelia had just brewed it yesterday night. It was in a small syringe, which Lucas plunged into Hayley's neck. Instantly, a light blue glow emitted from Hayley's neck, and faded just moments later. Lucas picked Hayley up after the glow faded, and took her over to the medical area of the headquarters. He made sure to call the clean-up crew over to John's office. Word would soon be getting around about the gruesome 'death' of John, which should keep all the workers in line in the future. More bonuses for Lucas. When Hayley had been cleaned up and dressed in an oversized medical gown, Lucas hauled her over to his car to bring his new daughter home. It was the first time he went home this early in years. It was a welcome vacation. Hayley was still out of it for much of the drive. It wasn't until the last five minutes that she had begun to stir. The very first thing she noticed was that she was alive, but she was pretty sure she was in hell for a while before she opened her eyes again. She was able to tell that she was in a car from the feeling of the ride. However, she was well aware that it wasn't her own car, and that the car itself was massive. It seemed a bit too massive, like she was in the car version of a big freight train. She wasn't sure if she was in Mexico anymore, there was no way a vehicle this wide could fit on the road. Then Hayley noticed the driver, who also seemed to be a giant. She was sitting up, and even then the driver was too big. Her body was numb all over, so she couldn't move a muscle without feeling like needles were stabbing all throughout her body. There was no way for her to get any closer to the driver, so she tried to speak out to him. That's when he noticed that his voice seemed to be gone. No matter how hard she tried to speak, and how much air she sucked into her lungs, she couldn't make out any words. All that escaped her mouth was a raspy moan. It was enough to be heard by the gigantic driver though, and he turned his head just slightly to glance at Hayley. That's when she noticed that it wasn't some giant, it was Lucas! That can't be, she was taller than Lucas, she knew that for sure. His seat wasn't elevated from what she could tell, so she strained her neck and looked down to her own seat. The medical gown had covered most he body, but the sight of her arms and hand instantly registered as wrong. That wasn't her arm! That wasn't her hand! These were thin, short, and delicate, definitely little girl hands. Her head shot back up to look at Lucas, and she tried her very best to yell out a question. No luck. The car stopped then, and Lucas stepped out and looked to his house. Home finally, and Haylay was awake to see her new life. Lucas patiently walked over to Hayley's door, on the other side towards the back. When the door was opened, Hayley immediately scrambled to try and get away from Lucas, but she didn't take off her seatbelt, and so she couldn't really move very far away. The numbness of her body didn't really get her move much anyways. Lucas lifted her like a doll, and carried her by one arm as he headed to the door. Hayley squirmed a little, but when she backed away too far from Lucas she felt a great falling feeling, and instinctively wrapped her arms around Lucas's neck for support. Lucas could only laugh at how cute it was, and used his free hand to ring the doorbell. Sure, he could have used his key to get in, but he thought it would be a better impact for his family to answer the door and greet the newest member. Marina-Amelia was all smiles of course, it was all her idea after all. She couldn't get over how adorable Hayley turned out. John's hair was more or less short, only going down to about nose level, but with Hayler's smaller head it looked fitting for a girl. Marina was still going to have to get Hayley's hair styled, and then have her grow it out even longer, but for now it would do fine. The blond color of her hair and the slightly lighter tone of her skin clashed a bit with the rest of the the family, but the hair could be dyed and the skin just needed a tan. Vanessa was the brightest out of all of them, jumping at the idea of having a new sister. She wanted to drag Hayley into her own room and start dressing her up immediately, but Lucas and Marina had to insist that Hayley should see her new room first. Pouting, Vanessa ran back to her room so that should could start preparing her outgrown outfits for her new little sister. Lucas finally let Hayley down onto the floor, where she walked in a rather wobbly fashion. Marina led Hayley straight to the newly decorated girl room, full of flowers, cute animals, new furniture, and an overabundance of a pink motif. Lucas was pretty amazed how quickly Marina-Amelia had worked to put this room together, but it explained all those alerts on his phone about bank withdraws. He was actually glad he ignored those while cleaning Hayley up, this was a hilarious surprise. Hayley was still heavily confused, but it had already sunk in that she was a little girl now, and apparently a part of her former boss's family. She wasn't sure, since she couldn't understand what any of them were saying to each other in Spanish, but there couldn't really be many more reasons for her to be there. After Marina lifted her onto the new pink four poster bed, Hayley once again tried to speak. The same raspy breeze fell out of her mouth. She had definitely lost her voice! "Sorry sweetie, but me and Lucas thought that you would be rather inappropriate if you still had a voice, so it's suppressed for a couple of years. You should be able to speak when you're six years old or so." Marina explained in English as she brushed her hand along Hayley's cheek. Hayley could only show a face of horror, before trying several more times to speak. She eventually gave up and just sat on the bed filled with self pity. "Sorry Hayley, but I'm sure this is a much better alternative to passing on, you were quite the crybaby when you thought your life was going to end." Lucas teased, following his wife's English, lifting Hayley's head by her chin and staring into her eyes. Hayley's eyes were wet and shiny, threatening to spill into tears at any moment. It was much more appropriate that she do it now instead of when she was a man, in Lucas's opinion of it all. "We're your parents now sweetheart, and Vanessa will be your big sister. As long as you behave, you'll have lots of fun here, okay?" Marina cooed still in English, while she was as cheerful as ever, speaking as clearly as she could to Hayley through her delighted feelings. At that moment, Hayley finally let loose the floodgates, and started bawling her eyes out. Giving her time to set her mind to her situation, Lucas and Marina quietly left to go to their own room. Once they were in their own room, Vanessa had snuck over to the crying Hayley, jumping up on the bed with her and embracing her in a hug. Hayley didn't even register Vanessa being there, and just kept crying for many minutes more. Hayley tired herself out after long enough, and finally realized she was in the warm embrace of her new technical sister. Not sure what to do, Hayley just started at Vanessa, and Vanessa just smiled back. Seeing that she was finally calmed down, Vanessa jump down the bed and lifted Hayley down to join her. Then, ignoring her wordless protests, Vanessa dragged Hayley by her hand out of the room. Hayley was then led to Vanessa's room, where countless outfits were spread out on the bed and floor. Hayley could put enough of it together to realize what Vanessa wanted her to do, and in reply she turned and tried to run away. Vanessa was faster, and shut the door right before Hayley's face. Hayley was then dragged back to the center of the room, where the medical gown was ripped off before she knew what Vanessa was doing. The first couple outfits were the most difficult to get Hayley to put on, since she showed the most resistance then. Eventually she had to submit to Vanessa, as she was just stronger, and that's that. Hayley wasn't even strong enough to rip any of the fabrics that were forced onto her. Vanessa never tired out until every single outfit that could fit Hayley had been tried out. She then bundled them together in her and Hayley's arm, so that they could all be put in Hayley's room. There were even more outfits hidden in Hayley's new closet, so Vanessa had all of her old outfits dropped onto the floor in a pile to be sorted later. Vanessa then tore into the new closet, examining everything before pulling them out one by one onto the bed and floor. While her sister was distracted by the new clothing, Hayley picked that moment to slip away towards the front door. She couldn't speak, but if she could just find some help she could write out what happened. Although she would have to shift the story around since there was probably no one that would possibly believe in her age regression and gender change. Hayley didn't get very far though, and she ended up just turning back on her own. The moment she was out the front door, she noticed gardeners all around the front yard. Half of them looked up to stare at her, wondering what she was doing. The wall around the house was a problem too, and that wasn't including the guards at the driveway gate. There were too many people who saw and could stop her, and no open way out. Hayley didn't feel like trying once again to outrun Lucas's forces, so she just slipped back into the house. Too bad for Hayley, Lucas had heard the front door open, and was standing right in front of Hayley as she reentered. Hayley had no voice to give an excuse, and Lucas figured it was a good time to show her why she should behave. He had to admit she looked adorable in her little blue sundress, but the punishment came first. Hayley was easily flipped onto Lucas's knee, and no amount of flailing could stop Lucas from flipping her skirt up to expose her bottom. Five loud smacks were delivered, and Hayley was once again a bawling mess. He put her back upright and pushed her toward her room. Hayley automatically ran back toward her new bedroom, feeling heavily intimidated by Lucas's size and strength. Those two feet of height difference made a huge difference in courage, and by now Hayley had no defiant will left. She had been lifted like a ragdoll, pushed around by a very young girl, and punished with smacks that hurt far more than she imagined. There wasn't anyone she could fight, she couldn't even properly argue. "Oh there you are! Hurry up lil' sis! We have soooo many more things for you to try on!" Vanessa cheered as Hayley walked back into the room. Hayley couldn't even tell was Vanessa was saying, if only she could make her understand that she only knew English. In that short amount of time, Vanessa had already raided the whole closet, and there wasn't more than half a foot of space between different articles of clothing. Vanessa was already holding out a pair of fresh white cotton panties towards Hayley, and with no desire to lose another fight against Vanessa, Hayley went ahead and stripped off her blue sundress. She took the new panties and sat down to slip them on as Vanessa picked up a skirt and blouse outfit. Hayley wanted desperately to at least convince Vanessa to let her try out something more tomboyish, but she didn't have any way to do so. There wasn't really any pants or shorts of any kind as far as she could see anyway, so she had to deal with being drowned in femininity. Even her hair was pulled up by Vanessa into two short little pigtails. Her voicelessness and weakness just made her seem more a doll for Vanessa than anything. She was actually looking forward to growing up to six just so she could have the pleasure of saying something. She shouldn't have stolen all that money from a crime syndicate. She couldn't even use any of it now. It was in a bank account tied only to John, and even with all the account codes he couldn't go to the bank to get it himself. Lucas hadn't forgotten either, and was prepared to get the codes from Hayley as soon as they were finished with lunch. Marina, in all her preparations, had forgotten to tell the servants about adding a fourth plate to the dining table. It was a good thing the servants put two and two together, and had prepared a just-in-case extra meal for lunch. Marina-Amelia felt so lucky to have such high classed and intelligent workers at her home. They took care of all the pesky details of life, so she could enjoy her time with her two daughters. Once Lucas had transferred all his money back, he was pretty content. Lucas was happy about the new daughter was well, but he was even more happy about the reward his wife gave him for bringing a new little girl back home. The couple locked themselves in their room as soon as lunch was over. Hayley was back with Vanessa, trying out everything that now belonged to Hayley. After the longest day in Hayley's life was coming to an end, Lucas and Marina-Amelia came out to tuck their daughters into bed. Vanessa was more than pleased with the new sister to play around with. Hayley was just glad to finally get some rest. The room was a mess of clothing from the dress up time, but by morning the servants had already returned everything into the closet for Hayley. So it went, the powerless Hayley was pulled more and more into a little girl's world. She eventually found out that her new motor skills didn't allow her to write anything really legible, so she had no way of communication whatsoever beyond nodding and shaking her head. She was submissive to the point where Lucas and Marina-Amelia successfully got her to add kissing and hugging her new parents and sister into her habits. Her parents would never get her anything remotely boyish, and just flooded her with dolls, clothing, and jewelry. It took only a couple months of being treated only as a little girl for her to just accept her new life completely. Lucas and Marina even taught her how to write Spanish little by little. Lucas was never really mean, not even when Hayley was John. He always was strangely calm and kind as long as it wasn't deeply involved in his business. He was a good father figure as long as none of what he said about work was taken seriously. Hayley had to actively ignore it, but Vanessa had the pleasure of not knowing and not caring. Marina was a very involved mother, Hayley wasn't surprised Vanessa wanted a new sister, he was probably getting smothered by her mom, even if only slightly. Marina at the very least had the sense to back away when it was obvious that she was intruding. Vanessa always spoke Spanish to Hayley, so she inadvertently became Hayley's Spanish Speaking teacher. Hayley figured that learning how to speak Spanish wouldn't be all that hard once she got her voice back, or got her new voice, which would be more accurate. It was nice, overall. John wouldn't have chosen to be Hayley in a million years, but Hayley was able to live with it. Whenever she went out with Lucas or Marina, she got whatever she pointed out, so long as it was girly in some way. She could get used to that, although she was pretty sure she was going to become a spoiled brat at that rate. Vanessa seems fine though, so who knows, maybe not. Hayley never did figure out how the change even happened in the first place, and she had zero idea about how to change back, so that was a pursuit given up pretty soon. She just had to go along as Hayley Soto for what was probably the rest of her new life. Better than hell, probably.