Barbara went out for a while to buy some food for her short stay. She notices how the neighborhood was a bit rundown from the lost of work, everyone being in the dumps for the last several years. But it doesn’t bother her at all, just being free from her tight-ass husband for a couple of days was enough for her to be happy in pig-shit.
She finally was settled in and undress from the business conservative garments into a pair of shorts which came down to the knee caps and a thick sweat gym shirt, which went down unto the shorts and sneakers “I wonder if any of the old neighbors are still around?”
Barbara decided to checkout some of the apartments to find them all empty and she was lone in the complex “this is odd”
Finally she tries out one last apartment of a strange old lady, who watched over her as a young teenager “Old Mrs. Peterson must be decease by need, she was old, when I knew her back in the day?”
The door was ajar enough for Barbara to peek in to see, the apartment was filled with furniture she knew well “Yes. This is all of Mrs. Peterson stuff!”
Barbara opened the door wider, without entering, just in case someone else lives there “Hello, Mrs. Peterson is you home, it me Barbara Cooper-Royer, hope you remember me.”
“Babes Cooper, howling you do my dear, do come in” the old lady came out of a bedroom, which only had a beautiful carved full length antique mirror inside “Oh how much you grown, what has it been five-years, last we saw each other and how is your mother and sister doing, Babes.”
“fine, fines just well, everyone is just fine” Barbara said in a half a lie of feeling trapped into a loveless marriage “And you, God you must be in your eighties by now.”
“Oh, you sweet lying gal you are. I pushing a hundred and a ten-next week” Peterson said laughing about it, sitting Barbara down to make a special brew of herbal tea “I see you tease, like in the old days, I’m going to make my special brew to help you relax, dear!”
Thank you” She remember those brews and it did help her out a lot, from her junior high school days of being tease on, because she blooms very early, with triple-D breasts for a twelve-year-old “Minted-peppermint, right, with a touch of pure honey wax.”
“I see you remember, my dear” Peterson placed the pot in front of her to pour the first cup “now do tell me the real reason way you came back.”
Barbara was so nervous at first, but the tea just relaxed and loosened her tongue, till she couldn’t stop talking till the last drop of tea in the pot was gone. She opened her eyes to see she wasn’t in the kitchen anymore, but inside the room with the mirror, staring straight into it, completely naked and light heading drunk “why, Mrs. Peterson, it all coming back to me, when I was here the first time as a girl, like this.”
“So you know what to do, Babes” the old lady gently touched Cooper-Royer naked back with her finger tips and watched, she walked into the mirror to disappear inside it “have fun and enjoy, your self Babs with your old boy friend.”
Barbara body jerked violently to be awakening in shock, seeing she was back inside her own apartment, dressed in the shorts that were now so tiny to zipper up half way and the gym sweat skirt was hiked up to expose her sexy naked midriff, which had a gemstone implanted inside the navel and the breasts became rounded, firmer and lighter to push the sweat skirt outward imprinting both large nipples into it “What happened to me, why I can’t remember anything but, Mrs. Peterson tea?”
Babes ran to the old ladies’ apartment to see it was unlocked and completely empty, with dust everywhere to say no one has lived their in some time “am I dreaming all this, but look at my garments and body.
She returned to her apartment to find the mirror was now in her apartment as she walked right up to it “this is any dream at all.” Seeing the image inside it completely naked, but she was not and telling her to undress and put on the night clothes, folded over a chair, which were not their a couple of minutes ago.
She did as told to feel good in the skimpy night club outfit that was so tight and short on both ends to fit into for her new figure of 59-24-36 and just walked out to hit all the nightclubs in Cleveland. But stopped to stare and had a flash back about having triple-D breasts so young, the mirror gave them to her as she now has HH-cups and her libido was on fire, like the very first time “I think, I going to end into someone’s bed tonight and its not going to be my husband for a fact.”
Mon Jul 18 17:53:58 2011