Lisa and Ann now found themselves following behind their mother as she made her way through the kitchen. Marilyn seemed lost in thought, smiling, as her daughters tentatively assisted her.
"You okay Lisa," Ann whispered.
Lisa sighed as she now stretched for something on a higher shelf. "No not really," she grumbled. "I'm getting shorter. I used to be taller than you. I could reach all these shelves no problem. Now look at me, I have to stand on tip toes just to be reach the high shelves in MY kitchen."
Ann gazed down at the sullen 12 year old. Lisa normally stood 5'9" but with the two of them getting younger she now stood at least 4 or 5 inches shorter.
"Here," Ann said. "Let me help."
Lisa watched as her older sister teached over her head to grab what was needed. Smiling warmly she now handed it ti the grumpy redhead. "Thanks sis," Lisa said quietly.
"Hey," Ann said warmly. "Look Im frraking out too okay. I may stiil be the same size but I....um lost some assests."
Lisa looked as the goth teen motioned to her body. Anns curves had been all but erased as she grew younger. The 15 year old now possessed a waifish figure with small breasts barely pusbing her shirt out.
"Sorry Ann," Lisa sighed. "Forgot were in the same boat right now."
"Don't worry about it Lisa," Ann said.
As Lisa turned to reach for another ingredient she could see another ripple begin to spread through the house. Lisa gasped as she watched her hand shrink away from the shelf. Looking diwn at her body she could see the last vestiges of her womanly body disappear. "No," she wimpered. As the regression completed itself Lisa caught a glimpse if herself. A young girl about 9 stared back at her.
Ann had noticed her sister bwgining to grow younger, catching her breath as she gazed at herself. Ann's curves vanished as she retreated through puberty. As she gazed at the room she could see her vantage point change as she shrank 3 inches, leaving her only 5'4". Worst of all Ann noticed her clothing and makeup begin to change.
Anns gotbic clothing and makeup vanished as her blond hair began to grow out. The girls face began to lose all of its teenage maturity. When her regression completed a 12 year old girl with long blonde hair stood next to her 9 year old sister.
Marilyn turned, smiling at her daughters recent regression. "Wonderful," she smiled. "My little girls are returning. Finally Ann is past that whole dark age look."
"Mommy," Lisa cried. "Please stop this I dont want to be a baby."
A sacrin smile etched itself on Marilyns face as she gently caressed her daighters face. "Oh Lisa sweety," she cooed. "Im finally getting my little girls back. You havent called me mommy since you were 9."
"Mom," Ann stammered. "L..look at you. You...you look so young now."
Marilyn paused as she now made her way towards the mirror. Gasping in surprise she gazed at her youthful appearance, touching the mirror.
Marilyn had originally been 38 when Lisa was 9 the first time. As she looked at her appearance now she could see a woman in her early thirties. Marilyns d cup breasts were fully and firm while her youthful face was unlined. Gliding her hands over her body she could feel her sensual curves had returned. Even Marilyns auburn hair appeared to be glowing and fuller. Looking at herself she somehow knew how old she was now.
"32," she whispered. "But, how? How did I get so much younger."
"Its speeding up for you grandma," Katie said calmly. "Lisa and Ann are starting to run out of years. They are going to keep getting younger at the same rate but for you..things are about to speed up, like a ball rolling down a hill."
"Nonsense," Marilyn said dismisively. "Im still an adult and I finally have my little girls back."
"You can keep putting this off grandma," Katie said coolly. "Oh you and I can finally sit down and talk. The choice is yours."