Looking down at cute little Stacy, Joey couldn't help but wonder what she'd look like when she's older. Just how sexy would she be? He could age her up, but what if she was going to be plain? But then again, Joey had made Melissa's breasts a cup bigger and shrunk her down to a foot. He could surely plan for an attractive adulthood for Stacy. "Would you like to come in for a minute?" asked Joey, "It's pretty hot outside."
"It is pretty hot," agreed Stacy, stepping through the door into Melissa's house.
"Stacy, you ever wonder what you'd be like when you're grown up?" asked Joey as he made a silent wish.
"I hadn't thought of that," said Stacy, not noticing that she was starting to grow taller, "But I hope I end up as pretty as my mom."
"Oh, I bet you'll end up even prettier," said Joey.
"You think so?" asked Stacy as she entered her teens and puberty. Her shirt was riding up as her chest started pushing out. Her skirt was revealing more of her legs as they got shaplier.
"I'd say you're on your way to becoming a beautiful woman," said Joey.
"Oh, I hope so," said Stacy, her voice lower. Her Girl Scout uniform was becoming ridiculously small on her 16-year-old body. The buttons were snapping open on her shirt to reveal her growing cleavage. The sides of her skirt were starting to rip as her hips grew wider. Her toes had already popped out of her shoes as her socks were tearing up.
Then Joey delivered the coup de grace, "In fact, I'd say that when you're 25, you'll be a bikini supermodel."
Stacy gasped as she suddenly started surging through maturity. Instead of tearing apart, her clothes were reshaping around her. Her socks disappeared completely while her shoes became sandals. Her ripping skirt melted into her tearing panties before they formed a light brown bikini bottom that showed off her curvaceous hips and delicious ass. Her shredded shirt was given a second life as it changed into a light brown bikini top that contained her D cup breasts. The merit badges she had earned became colorful spots on the top. Stacy's sandy blonde hair grew past her breasts as her face became a stunning example of womanly beauty.
Instead of being a young Girl Scout, Stacy was now a sexy supermodel in a bikini that promised a lot more than cookies. Stacy looked down at her adult body in shock for only a moment before smiling as reality altered around her. She could remember being an early bloomer and being discovered by a modeling agency before she left high school. She could remember the dozens of photo shoots she's been on, the magazines she's been featured in. Being a Girl Scout was only a childhood memory for her.
Melissa crossed her arms under her chest and gave Joey a flat look. "Seriously?" she asked, "You just turned her into a bikini model right in front of me?" She didn't sound angry or even really offended. But she was giving Joey a perfect mom look of annoyance.
"You didn't think I'd leave you out," said Joey before making another silent wish.
Melissa felt a shudder as her age started racing backwards. The grey was leaving her hair, making it completely black again. The wrinkles left her face as her skin stopped sagging. Melissa sighed as she got closer to her proper age. But then she noticed her skin was getting darker. In fact, everything was getting darker. She lowered her glasses and saw that she could see clearly without them. The lenses were getting darker as her glasses were becoming sunglasses. She could also feel her breasts, hips, and ass pushing out. "Not satisfied with just one bikini model?" she asked coyly.
"I said I wouldn't leave you out," said Joey.
Melissa smiled before unbuttoning her blouse. Her breasts were still D cups, but now they were pert and bouncy. Her underwire bra had turned into a black bikini top with tiny white skulls decorating it. She unzipped her skirt and let it fall, revealing a matching bikini bottom hugging her scrumptious hips and ass. Her high heels remained the same, but helped accentuate her curvy legs. Asides from the skull motif and her diamond stud earrings, Melissa didn't look much like a goth. Now she looked like a bikini model that's acquired a lovely tan from spending hours in the sun in skimpy swimsuits.
"I should be really annoyed with you, if I didn't look or feel so fantastic," said Melissa as she examined her improved 25-year-old body.
"So we're good?" asked Joey.
"Well, modeling work sure does beat working at a crappy coffee shop," said Melissa before giving Joey a hungry look, "But as for us being 'good', that depends if you make me feel good."
Stacy was giving a hungry grin as her adult libido kicked in. With two supermodels, things are going to get very exciting for Joey.