"D..Deanna," Amanda stammered. "What are you doing?!"
Amanda stared at the elderly woman as she pointed the chronovac at herself. Smiling the elderly woman activated the chronivac before placing it nack on the kitchen table. "Well," she said warmly. "I'll admit that that little invention of yours intrigues me, so I wanted to try it for myself."
Amanda stared in wide eyed wonder as the years began to melt away from Deanna. The formerly 60 year old woman began to race backwards quickly going past her 50s and into her 40s. The grey vanished from her hair as is began to regain the dirty blonde color of her youth.
Deanna smiled as she gazed at her reflection. "Wow it actually does work," she stated, gazing at her 45 year old appearance.
"But, but," Amanda stammered, still shocked at what she was seeing. "It's dangerous Deanna. The chronovac not only affects you physically it can affect you mentally as well. What if you end up thinking your actually a child."
The 38 year old woman smiled warmly as she continued to gaze at her appearance. "You worry too much Amanda," she giggled. "This is only temporary and besides this is probably safer than going out looking kids to play with, especially if people are looking for you."
Amanda nodded, she may have been shocked that Deanna would use the chronovac on herself but she could see the logic. Trying to go out now could put them in danger if TransDem was searching for her. As crazy as it sounded having Deanna as a playmate would be safer than trying to befriend kids her current age.
Deanna ran her fingers through her dirty blond hair as she crossed into her 20s. The woman's body had lost the weight she had gained around her hips and butt as she aged backwards. Smiling coyly Deanna admired how firm her breasts were and curvy her hips remained. As she gazed at her face she was amazed at how beautiful she appeared.
"Wow I look gorgeous," the 28 year old exclaimed. Deanna's hazel eyes seemed to radiate energy while hee dirty blond hair cascaded past her shoulders. As she continued to watch her reflection a small frown crossed her face, the adult maturity of only a moment ago seemed to have vanished, making her look less adult and more like a college student.
"Probably should if thought this through, " she giggled as she became 22. Amanda nodded drunkenly as she continued to gape at Deanna. "Yeah," she whispered breathlessly. "Your looking really young now. "
Deanna giggled as she watched herself reenter her teens. The girls curves seemed to be melting away giving her a lean yet attractive look. As Deanna once again became 18 she ran her hands over her body noticing her hips were no lomger as curvy while her breasts seemed much perkier than before. Adjusting her now loose slacks she looked down at Amanda with a warm smile.
"Probably going to need to borrow some clothes," the teen giggled. "These are about to become way to big."
Amanda nodded as Deanna shrank down to 16. Deanna laughed, noticing her voice begining to rise in pitch. As she rushed down the hall she steppex out of her to loose flats, leaving the girl barefoot. As she entered Amanda's room the 14 year old girl gazed at her appearance.
"This is incredible," she breathed, gazing at her appearance. Deannas face appeared so young, witb a smattering of freckles begining to appear on her cheeks. Deanna couldnt help but find her appearance cute. As she continued to watch herself grow younger she gasped, watching her height graudually decrease while her womanly attributes slowly vanished.
"I'm.... Im so young," the 12 year old stammered. "I mean I knew this is what was going to happen....its just...jusy so amazing."
Amanda watched as Deanna continued to grow younger. 11...10...9, Deanna continied to grow smaller, puberty reversed itself completely leaving the honey haired blond girl with a boyish figure and a smattering of freckles. 9...8 Deanna shrank further, only standing sligtly taller than Amanda the little girls slacks cascaded down her skinny legs pooling around her tiny feet. 8...7 Deanna shrank down for the last time, now standing at the same height as Amanda. The little blonde was an adorable child with wide hazel colored eyes, a small amount of freckles dotting her cheeks while her hair gently brushed her upper back.
"You okay Deanna," Amanda asked.
Deanna smiled, letting out a girlish cry of joy. "I feel fantastic," she cheered, leaping into the air. Looking at the young girl in front if her Deanna gavr Amanda a toothy grin. "Now lets get me some clothes and go play," she exclaimed. "There's a swing set in the backyard thats just dying to be used."