Padma looks over her teenage form with a great amount of happiness. To the India-born woman, this was a dream come true. A second chance.
"ThankyouThankyou." Padma leans down and kisses Tricia before she thought about the age difference.
Tricia was quite surprised but was just barely of the age to enjoy this. Without thinking about it, she kissed Padma back and had the thought that things might've been difference if they had met earlier that night.
Padma felt a bit off as she kissed Tricia a few more times. It was as though she had to adjust her head to keep her lips on Tricia's, but it was not right to make out with someone that young. Though a four year difference was not so bad.
Tricia started to really get into kissing Padma as it become easier to do so. Before she had to really tilt her head back. . . wait a moment. Tricia looked down to see her fifteen year old form that was continuing to mature. She thought about stopping her aging but everything felt too nice to stop.
"Tricia." Tricia had gotten taller and curvier than Padma as she became seventeen. Tricia's hands were kneading Padma's rear as Tricia became the same age and then older than Padma.
Padma was so happy to become younger but there were a few confused thoughts. Thoughts that more thankful that a college student like Tricia was willing to teach a senior in high school like herself.