Walking down the stairs and entering into her living the freshly christened Olivia nervously gasped Witnessing the vast changes that have already gone through the rocking chair her mother was typically sitting on collapsed on the ground and was no longer looking like a piece of furniture but a habitat enclosure for her mother who had grown tiny and naked becoming no taller than 6 inches. The tiny naked middle aged woman strutted around her enclosure. Her mind regressing to that of a rodent in a pudgy 36 year old woman’s body deficated on her plastic rock while squeaking and rubbing her face briefly before curling up in the corner nibbling on a wedge of carrot As her tiny human cage repositioned itself on a shelf that formally had her cookbooks. The chair didn’t look missing as an antique wingback chair had taken it’s place.
Going into the dining room the Jeff turned Olivia’s heart raced. The entire room had changed becoming a banquet hall With several people casually seated around a table drinking coffee and chatting about roadwork and weather. In attendance was Olivia’s paternal grandparents, Aunt Cathy, all 4 of Jennifer Miller’s popular cheer squad friends, and Mrs. Miller were sitting at the table. Matt’s former father grunted out “Hey sport!” Ruffling Olivia’s hair and upsetting her ponytail acting how he’d been to Jeff. Her grandfather Mark was a 82 year old punchy 5’9” bald white haired man with a mustache He was sitting Next to his wife Margaret A slightly out of shape saggy 76-year-old woman with drooping C cups and a short silver page boy haircut framing her face which weathered and wrinkled excessively due to binge drinking and smoking like a chimney.
Feeling uneasy the timid Asian school girl sat down next to Matt, He seemed different but the device was warping things in a way that Olivia couldn’t keep track without straining her mind she was pretty sure her father was wearing business casual clothes of a 35 year old man and not the tight form hugging belly shirt riding up showing off his oddly smooth increasingly hairless belly, tight knee-high designer jeans and wedge girly sandals That displayed his princess pink painted toenails he had on now nor was his now freshly shaved face wasn’t probably coated in Jen’s make up. He spared no time disengaging actively speaking with his friends to begin caressing her scrawny thigh. Looking down to her father’s hands he noticed Little hand hairs pulling into his softening skin until they looked completely hairless and a little daintier with the nails having grown out becoming French manicured tips. Looking over his body you can tell he had regressed to a man in his early 20’s his balding sparse hairline plunging forward receding in reverse becoming thick red tresses tied up in a ponytail Jen’s signature purple scrunchy wrapped around his hair. Her heart fluttering with adoration for Matt and incumbent fear of disappointment and shock over how horny her cross dressing father boyfriend is seemingly making her the pimply timid Asian girl began passionately making out with the depraved cross dressing man Caressing his muscular thighs she felt smooth hairlessness tracing her tiny hands up his leg she grabbed a handful of Matt’s smooth cock Feeling how Hairless and smooth it was furthering the pocket pool and going to find all his balls to Olivia’s surprise all that was waitind for her was a wet hairless slit Olivia begin pumping her fingers becoming increasingly making the gawky Asian girl moan along with the 21 year old cross dressing hermaphrodite that was being pleasured by their adopted daughter. The popular cheerleader girls snickering at the antics of their cross dressing cheer captain before reality started shifting from on to another leaving their faces blank. Olivia looked around nervously stopping kissing her spaced out lover feeling the ionic shock wave rattle through the atmosphere.
Mrs. Miller coming to first as the wave subsided piped up sitting on the other side of Olivia able to see. “Really Matti, Your wife is in a cage in the other room don’t be gouache I Would expeEE!...” She trailed off clenching her head as her voice became breathy and deeper with a slight southern inflection, Her personality rewriting itself now no longer concerned or caring about her 21 year old Herm daughter no longer going by Mrs. Miller but Veronica and reality began to distort once more. When she came to she was shooting your grandmother Margaret a ravenous look crawling across the table to her they begin promptly making out The 32 year old woman pawing at the mature woman’s breasts and groping her ass. Mark staring in anger and disbelief shouted out growling “MARGRET! What the Fuuuu...”
Another ionic wave just like the ones that have been surging since the malfunction took hold. Mark’s anger subsided slowly becoming unaware no longer seeing his wife but a strange lesbian woman around his age. Margaret’s outfit began to change as she continued to make out with the redhead in her early 30’s becoming a tight light blue fishnet mesh micro thong-bikini that did not do her any favors. Her course gray pubic hair poking through the loopholes of her groin hugging trunks. Suddenly Margaret shuttered as she became younger gaining a vibrant bronze tan and her scalp and pubic hair slowly became golden blonde Veronica nibbled on the youthening girl’s ear lobe whispering “Strut your stuff sugar pie.”
Becoming hairier, younger, energetic and fit by the minute She got up feeling a spring in her step as the woman reentered her mid-50’s Her saggy pudgy body firmed up Her saggy see cups becoming taught DD cups her paunch sinking into her midsection. She got up on the spacious table Striking poses Her arms begin arching with tiny peaks as biceps sprung to life. Her traps, quads, dealt,triceps abdominals, obliques and glutes all began queuing up along with the choir Swelling thicker defined and bulkier. Her golden blonde hair cascading down toward swelling indented muscular butt as a dusting of fine blonde hairs worked its way across her legs, arms, shoulders and chest, Her pubis mundus curling its way through the fishnet thong rendering it practically invisible as a golden happy trail worked its way into her naval. Margaret continue to swell larger and bigger becoming bigger than any male bodybuilder alive her D cups deflating into her sculpted furry chest as they got devoured by juicy freighter door pecs. Her age stopping at 43 Having become a mature massive muscle girl with dimples in her smile Blonde peach fuzz having thick and informed on her broadening jaw her eyebrows thick and forming on a ridge of bone that protruded above her eye line her hands and feet becoming thicker and calloused as her jaw widened and jutted out. Her petite nose broadening becoming bulbous As she arrogantly bit her lip struggling to get her beefy musclebound arms behind her back displaying her hairy arching eight pack bloating because of Palumboism As her clitoris snaked its way out of her vaginal hood managing to crest her bushy blonde crotch. Arrogantly strutting towards her hot and bothered lover her added mass causing each step now to rattle the dining room as the bikini clad hirsute muscular mannish girl decided to plunk down loudly creaking the table in front of her dear Veronica’s seat. Veronica wasted no time dragging the thong away from Margaret’s muscular thighs and munching down stimulating her vagina and clitoris with rapid darting tongue movement Causing the testosterone filled middle aged woman to lead out deep husky moans.
Olivia was too preoccupied to feel the electric charge in the air being able to be cognizant was weird for her as she could swear mats penis was shrinking in her hands. His smooth girthy 8 inch hard cock withering in her tiny Vietnamese hands continuing it became a 4 inch Chode. Olivia flashing anger retaliated “Why are you no hard no mo’ !? Your penis become little and squishy!” Matt grunting sensually as his penis became a little more then a Vienna sausage sized clit Resting above her pussy.
Clenching her hands over her mouth and smelling Matt’s dick sweat on her fingers She became terrified of her own voice the rest of the table unconcerned and uncaring. The cheerleaders were now busy rubbing one in to the musclebound lesbian getting munched out Reality bending their minds making them attracted to masculine middle-aged women. Mark looking uncomfortable and disgusted not knowing why he hasn’t left yet. And dear aunt Kathy the 42-year-old obese woman didn’t understand why she decided to have coffee with a group of exhibitionists Before suddenly an electric current whip through her causing her to shudder.
Olivia rubbed her eyes in disbelief no longer interested in her lover’s downstairs developments as Cathy’s clothes became a skimpy revealing leather dress that did not do favors for her protruding gut and sagging breasts and her father Mark’s clothes began to drip liquefying and reforming into a unique pair of bottoms a mawashi. Piping up in her new shrill stereotyped voice.
“Grandpa Mark you crothes turn to diaper!”
Mark let out a gut retching burp and smiled creepily growing younger as he began swelling fatter and stretching taller becoming 8 feet tall and 500 pounds. His white hair becoming black his skin becoming a chestnut as his eyes began slowly wincing until he was a 35 year old Japanese man no older than his former son. The bloating sumo wrestler Began uncomfortably squirming in his morphing seat becoming a reinforced bench. His jet black hair Becoming a top knot looking virtually unrecognizable if it wasn’t for his mustache. Mark began moaning and playing with his nipples as his massive folded role of man boobs began perking up becoming Smoother shapelier and rounder as what little hair on his chest disappeared as his chest became a deep cleavage of 2G cup milk filled breasts. Olivia couldn’t look away her stomach inexplicably grumbling seeing milk drip off his middle aged milky breasts before a stretchy bikini top encased them.
Olivia could hear audibly Kathy stomach growl as she was tugging on her ill fitting slutty leather skirt. Suddenly the portly woman stopped trying to make a tiny piece of fabric more presentable caressing her stomach.
“I need milky!!”
The four preppy cheerleaders took a break from masturbating panting from the exertion only to laugh as the portly mature woman Undid her former father’s top Allowing his milk filled breasts to flop out Upon which she wasted no time suckling.