When Charlotte finally woke up she was as naked as the day she was born. Worse still, was that she was locked down into a chair and staring up into a terrifying contraption.
"LET ME OUT OF HERE YOU MONSTER!!!!' Charlotte cried, reverting to the standard kidnapped victim line she often made light of in her teenage years.
She couldn't see Micheal from her angle but she certainly hear him. "I'm sorry it's had to go this way Charlotte, I never wanted to cause you any despair. I just want to give you a better future." he claimed.
The adrenaline, the emotions, and the fear pumping inside her told her otherwise. She was about to launch another barrage of screams and cries when she heard a door very quickly open and shut.
"My god Micheal! What the hell have you done?!?!?!?!" demanded a woman's voice. Charlotte thanked God himself for sending this angel of a wife to save her.
"She jumped for a knife, I jumped for the syringe. Things got out of hand Mary Ann...I.....I know." Micheal admitted. "Is Jack in bed at least?"
"Technically in bed, but he won't be falling asleep anytime soon. He's way too excited to meet his new sister." Mary Ann replied.
"Sister?!?!?!" Charlotte screamed, "Get me the fuck out of this godforsaken nightmare!!!!"
A gentle, but firm hand grasped her trembling hand and then Charlotte saw the older woman looking down on her. Mary Ann was absolutely beautiful. She had a warm, mature beauty to her face that Charlotte hadn't seen since she began her career walking the streets. Mary Ann's chestnut colored hair lovingly wrapped itself around the woman's neck. Charlotte was left awestruck by the display looking down on her.
"Charlotte." Mary Ann said to her, "Woman to woman I need to you to hear me out. I know how terrible this situation must seem to you but my husband and I really have nothing but your best interests in mind."
The woman's words oozed into her ears with a sickeningly sweetness to them. She was falling in love with Mary Ann and she couldn't stop herself. "Why can't you just let me leave???" Was all Charlotte could respond with.
"If we could ensure that you didn't rat us out, if you didn't ruin the lives of my husband and my precious little boy upstairs I would. I really would Charlotte.....but we've gone to far as it is. I'm sorry sweetheart."
Charlotte believed her, completely and utterly, and she found herself crying in response. She was just so sick of everything right now, she just wanted it all to end.
Mary Ann seemed to have sensed this sentiment as well, "We need to know how old you are before we activate the Agetripper. If you do this for us, we'll dedicate our entire lives to you. You're going to be loved and cherished again! And I just think you might be able to give love again yourself."
Erratic emotions wrecked Charlotte's mind but nevertheless Mary Ann's words hit home. Love had been absent in Charlotte's life for far too long. She found herself crushing on any half decent man that she blew even as they paid her for her work. She felt so humiliated at this moment and yet......she wanted love back into her life.
"I'm 25 years old." she told Mary Ann at last.
The woman that she now knew was going to become her mom smiled down on her. "Thank you Charlotte. You're not going to regret this."
Just as Mary Ann backed away, the Agetripper hummed to life and a blinding beam of energy adsorbed Charlotte. The young woman's bleached hair instantly returned back to a natural golden brown, all the while the hair's legnth crept back up Charlotte's neck and stopped just under her ears.
Charlotte was immersed in absolute pleasure, the kind that she thought only existed in a hopeless afterlife. Her pussy was wetter than it had ever been before and she hated that should couldn't touch herself in response. As if on queue, Charlotte's breasts started to deflate in size. Slowly shrinking back into pubescence in her peripheral vision. Against all common logic Charlotte found herself endlessly grinning at the sensation before climatically moaning as her breasts shrank back into a flat chest. The woman quickly a girl's moans became coos as her womanhood was regressed once more into girlhood. Finally, she felt her limbs being pulled in at all ends.
Before it all ended, young Charlotte blacked out once more.