Gloria sighed as she looked at Derrick. “Mr. Harris,” she started. “I’m not sure what I can do to help but if I am then Ms. Dean should know.” Derrick could only nod, although uncertain about telling Morgan about the ring, he figured it would be better than trying to hide this secret from her. As the two entered the classroom, Morgan now dried her eyes as she saw Gloria and Derrick. “Oh Gloria,” she sniffed. “Sorry, I was just..reading something really, really sad.”
“Ms. Dean,” Gloria said quietly. “I heard what you said and Mr. Harris confirmed it.” Morgan’s jaw dropped as she now angrily glared at Derrick. “Before you get mad at Mr. Harris,” Gloria said quickly. “There’s something you should know. I think I can help you.”
“Huh,” Morgan asked, raising an eyebrow. Derrick now approached his girlfriend, grasping her hands firmly. “Morgan it’s true,” he said. “Listen this is going to sound crazy but Gloria, she can do magic.”
Morgan furrowed her eyebrows as she now gazed between Gloria and Derrick. “The hell are you talking about Derrick,” Morgan said in exasperation. “Ms. Dean it’s true,” Gloria stated as she held up her ring. “Just watch.”
Morgan now watched as Gloria closed her eyes, the ring on her finger glowing a brilliant white. As Morgan watched, her eyes began to grow wide at what she was seeing. Gloria was now growing, looking older with each passing moment. The 15 year old girls curves were now expanding as she raced through high school in only moments. As Gloria reached 18, Morgan was astounded to see a very curvy teenager with a gorgeous face, the teens breasts expanding from b cups to near d’s. “Gloria,” Morgan whispered, astounded by the sophomore girls transformation into a high school senior. Still Gloria grew older, her curves swelling as her hips expanded while her face continued to mature.
As Gloria now began to journey through college, Morgan watched as the lithe teenage girl began growing curvier while her blond hair seemed to grow fuller. Morgan was awestruck by this, watching as Gloria continued to grow up, becoming an incredibly attractive young woman with an hourglass figure and a models face. As Gloria raced through college, becoming 22, Morgan stared dumbfounded. Gloria’s aging now began to slow down as she added a couple of more years to her body. Morgan now gazed at the 25 year old woman with a models face and body. “Oh my god,” she gasped. “Gloria How is this possible?”
“Magic,” the now 25 year old woman said. “And this ring. It allows me to control a persons age, well all aspects of time to be honest. Now though I want to use my powers to help you.”
“How though,” Morgan asked, still stunned by Gloria’s power. Derrick now turned Morgan’s face towards his own as he gazed into her eyes. “Morgan,” he said softly. “Gloria might be able to fix things so that you can have children eventually.”
“But how though,” Morgan asked. “According to the doctors they’re not even sure how. They think I might have been born like this and only discovered it now. How can she fix something that I was born with?”
“Gloria was able to save Naomi’s father when he was diagnosed with cancer last year,” Derrick said. “She might be able to do the same for you.”
“Ms. Dean,” Gloria stated quietly. “I might be able to use the ring to repair you so that you can have children. It would mean I would have to use the ring on you to take you back before the damage was done and fix the damage.”
Morgan’s eyes went wide as she now thought of that prospect. “But that would mean taking me back all the way to the womb,” she whispered. “It would only be temporary,” Derrick added quickly. “Once Gloria fixed the damage she would grow you back up.”
“There is another option though,” Gloria said, noticing the shocked look on Morgan’s face. “I could find someone, maybe an elderly person who was dying and return them to your womb. They would still be genetically different from you and Mr. Harris but you would carry them for nine months before giving birth. Technically speaking they would be your child.”
Morgan nodded and gulped as Derrick took her hand. “Honey I know this is a lot to take in,” he said. “But trust me Gloria can do this. It all depends on what you want to do.” Morgan nodded, sighing as she weighed her options. Regress to the womb and let Gloria repair the damage to her uterus or find a willing person that wanted a second chance at life as the child of Derrick and herself.