While Jim and Sharon were sleeping, Alice Carroll was doing her own transforming. She needed to appear to be 25 years old for a day or two. Still in Sharon's room, she stripped down naked and sprayed a different perfume on herself from a small case that she kept hidden. She had checked her work three or four times and was excited to try this formula out.
She sat naked on the bed and braced herself. Alice Carroll liked to keep herself single digit aged. It suited her purpose. Nobody saw a five-year-old as a threat.
It was really only in the last fifty years or so that Alice Carroll had trouble. It turned out moving into the suburbs was a bad idea. Everyone paid attention and expected to watch you age or grow up. Alice Carroll never had a problem with living in a big city (where she could hop from family to family without anyone paying attention) or out in the rural areas where people didn't really keep track of people who weren't living right next to them.
Even though she'd finely tuned her formulas, Alice Carroll was bracing herself. Being two hundreds years old, she had a perspective that few did. So many people started out life, went through the radical changes of puberty without questioning them, then lived their lives as if there were no choice in the matter.
Alice Carroll knew from personal experience that crossing that boundary was far more radical a transformation than changing someone's height.
Alice felt a warmth in her midsection. Here it comes she thought, all those dreadful hormones and cycles, all that bleeding and bloating.
It didn't hurt at all. Alice Carroll felt her bones shift and grow. She knew about all those connections her new nerves were creating. She knew more about particle physics and organic chemistry than any scientist in a lab. She knew all the things that were happening. She tried to be objective and rational.
But she also knew that her rational brain was being soaked in hormones. Her body was getting instructions to grow in very specific ways. She shifted on the bed as her arms and legs lengthened. Her legs involuntarily spread a bit. She leaned back as her torso stretched.
She was halfway through her transformation when she thought to check on Sharon and her boygirlfriend. They would be waking up soon, if they weren't already awake.
Sure enough they were outside the dollhouse looking down at the ground.
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"Moppet!" came Alice's voice from the doorway.
When Sharon heard the word she froze in place. "Yes Alice?" she asked.
Jim noticed that Sharon was acting like she'd been hypnotized. Then he looked at Alice.
Alice was unashamedly naked and had done some transforming of her own. It was hard for Jim to judge at this height, but she now filled the door frame. But she looked... off. Her proportions were still that of a little girl, maybe one who had stretched out. Jim noticed that Alice was walking gingerly, as if her bones were sore. She also seemed flush with fever.
Alice talked with a voice of command to Sharon "Moppet, tell me what are you doing?"
"Jim and I were trying to escape."
"Escape to where?"
"I don't know, Alice. We just didn't want to be here."
Alice sighed and Jim could feel a stirring of the air. It underscored how enormous Alice was in comparison.
"You're both being very silly. Where would you go? It's dangerous outside of the house."
Sharon suddenly looked around terrified, as if something was going to swoop down and attack her.
She is hypnotized. thought Jim. Sharon was listening to Alice as if everything Alice said was true.
Jim looked back up at Alice and saw that she was still transforming. Her nipples poked out and small breasts started to form. Jim watched as Alice shuddered, she got goose bumps and suddenly she was even taller. Alice winced as her hips started to flare out.
"You're safe inside the house. Go in there with your friend and stay there. Find a way to keep yourselves occupied."
"Yes Alice!" said Sharon, grabbing Jim's hand and pulling her back into the doll house. "C'mon Jim!"
Jim did not feel compelled to follow. Alice looked a Jim and smiled. "I don't have time to make you sleep, Jim. Do as your told and this will all turn into a funny dream. You'll wake up normal."
"Why are you doing this?" Jim asked. She was instantly reminded of how her voice now squeaked.
Alice ignore this. "Moppet, your friend's name is Barbie. Bring Barbie inside the house before something bad happens to her!"
Sharon now pulled on Jim with her full body weight. "Come ON Barbie! It's not safe out here! You have to come inside! I don't want something bad to happen to you."
Jim was off balance and was pulled into the doll house. Sharon slammed the door behind her.
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