"Wait so your telling me that everything can change me," Doria exclaimed.
Sandy simply nodded, guiding the middle aged mother of two back inside the gym. "I wasnt lying when I said you can have a body like mine," she said. "Here you can become older, younger, stronger, thinner, their are even things here that can affect your height, weight, you name it."
Doris simply whistled in astonishment, still something was bothering her, especially after her accidental trip back to grade school. "But what happens if someone takes it, shall we say, too far!"
Sandy chuckled softly, her eyes lighting up as an idea crossed her mind. "Everything can be fixed," she assured. "Tell you what, I'll show you. Why dont you join me in the steam room. Just head into the gift shop, I'll instruct the cashier to give you a bathing suit."
Unsure of what the attractive gym employee was getting at, Doria did as she was told. After grabbing a one piece and a pair of flip flops, Doris made her way towards the steam room. As she entered the room, she took a seat wondering where Sandy was.
"Where is she," Doria thought as the steam filled the room. Leaning back Doria closed her eyes, enjoying herself as the steam seemed to soak into her aching muscles.
"You look relaxed."
Doris opened her eyes to see Sandy had entered the room as well. Doris found it odd the attractive woman would sport a one piece considering her figure. "Thanks this feels wonderful," Doris sighed.
"It certainly does," Sandy grinned, taking a seat next to Doris. The trainer now gave Doris a smile as she placed her towel on the bench.
"I'm surprised your not wearing a bikini," Doris said. "You certainly have the body for it."
"Thanks," Sandy laughed. "But I have my reasons. Here let me show you."
Doris now watched as the woman reached over towards a panel. Punching in a few commands the two women watched as a series of numbers now illuminated above the door of the steam room. Doris raised an eyebrow as she looked at the two identical readouts. "26 years 7 monthes 15 days."
"That's how old I am," Sandy said.
"Okay so why is it listed twice?"
Sandy smirked, pulling out a compact mirror and opening it. Doris gasped as she saw her reflection. It was her face, just much younger. Flawless skin that glistened in the steam with no sign of any flaw. "I got younger AGAIN!"
Sandy nodded, leaning backwards as Doris continued to examine herself. It amazed her that she hadn't noticed but the effects were obvious. The one piece was slightly baggy around her now thinner hips while her legs were flawless, firm, and absolutely gorgeous. Doris couldnt be happier with the results, as she now looked up at the display her eyes went wide with horror.
"Um Sandy we're still getting younger."
"I know," Sandy stated, leaning backwards. Doris now stood, an incredulous look on her face. "Well shouldn't we get out then!"
"Just sit back and relax," Sandy said. "Besides the door is locked, we're stuck for now."
Doris was close to hysterics as she watched the timer continue to count down. As the two women passed their 21st birthday, Doris made a mad dash for the door trying to open it. "What are you doing," Sandy asked.
Doris spun in place, her eyes wide as she gazed at Sandy. The womans face was definitely fresher, looking more innocent while her body was slimmer, her impressive physique appearing softer. "We have to get out of here," she yelled. "Look at us! We look ready to hit a frat party right now."
"Cant doors locked."
"Well unlock it then!"
Sandy simply smiled, patting the seat next to her. "Everything will be fine Doris just relax."
"Relax," Doris exclaimed. "Sandy at this rate well be back in preschool in minutes!"
Sandy said nothing, simply patting patting the bench and asking Doris to trust her. Grunting in annoyance, Doris now trudged back to the bench and sitting down in a huffed.
The next few moments were agony as Doris continued to watch their ages decline. Passing into their teens, Doris began to critically watch not only herself but Sandy as well.
At 18 both teens were quite a bit thinner, their legs having lost quite a bit of definition while their breasts had decreased in size while becoming perkier. By 16 the two teens faces began to round, their eyes becoming wide an innocent. Doris now stood pacing nervously, noticing her flip flops seemed a little larger on her feet.
"Will you relax," Sandy giggled.
"Relax," Doris yelled, noticing the juvenile tenor in both their voices. "Sandy look at us! We're barely old enough to drive! I could be my daughters twin right now."
"You have a daughter whose 16," Sandy asked.
"Yeah and a 12 year old son," Doris sighed. "And at this rate I'm going to be their kid sister."
"I promise everything will be okay," Sandy stated. "Just trust me."
Doris furrowed her brow, watching as Sandy became a fresh faced girl of 15. "That was easier to believe when you didnt look like someone who swoons over boybands."
Sandy just giggled girlishly, taking out her compact to examine her face. The trainers face had lost all of its adult maturity, she could see a small upturned nose, bright blue eyes and sandy brown hair that framed her angelic face. Looking at herself she stifled a laugh as she watched her small B cup breasts shrink. "We still have a ways to go Doris."
Doris shuddered as the two became coltiah 14 year olds. Now on the reverse side of high school, she shuddered at what more they had to do for. Feelings of jealousy and embarrassment also flooded her mind. Sandy was an adorably cute young teen, while Doris appeared to have hit an awkward stage. She thought her legs were to skinny, that Sandy's boobs were bigger than hers, she also worried if she had a zit. Sitting back down the young teen simply sulked as the timer continued to tick down.
14..13..12...
Doris nervously gazed at the timer, her eyes darting between that and Sandy. Sandy seemed almost oblivious to the changes, the girls delicate teenage features vanishing as her face became childish. Sandy's body continued to erode, her once prominent breasts becoming small softball sized mounds. Even her height was changing (along with Doris). With the loss of years Doris watched as Sandy's head slowly sank downwards, her feet slowly rising off the floor.
"Sandy were only 12 now," Doris whispered. Sandy simply nodded, giving Doris the same reassuring smile.
12..11..10..
Doris couldnt believe her eyes. The two formerly grown women had been reduced to children. All their adult attributes wiped away. Doris nervously looked at the sandy haired girl, seeing her feet dangling from her seat as she became younger. As the timer ticked down to 9, Doris watched as Sandy's flip flops dropped off her tiny barefoot. "I cant take this," Doria exclaimed. Jumping down Doris quickly ran to the door, shocked to see she couldnt even see out the small window at the top, even standing on tip toes.
"Hey let us out of here," she called, her small hand banging on the door.
"No one can here us Doris," Sandy called, her voice high and thin. "Now will you relax we're almost done."
"That's one way of putting it," Doris thought as she glared at the pretty young 3rd grader. Looking over herself she could see her bathing suit hanging on her thin boyish body. During Doris's mad dash the girl had lept out of her flip flops, leaving her barefoot in the middle of the steam room. Sighing she now trudged back towards Sandy hopping up onto the bench as the two girls became 8.
Doris was miserable, watching as the two went from 8 to 7 and then 6. The two first graders were now swamped in their bathing suits, continually having to adjust their straps. Doris nervously looked at Sandy, the girl amazingly calm despite being reduced to barely 6.
"I'm scared," Doris whined as the two became kindergartners.
"Dont be scared Doris," Sandy chirped. "We're not in any danger. In fact you'll thank me when this is over."
Doris had her doubts as she glanced up at the timer. Five, they were now five years old. Barely old enough for kindergarten and still going backwards. Looking themselves over Doris could see two young girls barely large enough to sit on the bench. Their legs hanging almost a foot off the ground while their faces were taking on a toddler like appearance. Baby fat was now slowly emerging on their bodies as they crept backwards through preschool.
Doris thought for sure the two would age out of existence. What would happen when they reached zero? As she made her peace (and cursed Sandy's name) she was shocked as the steam seemed to dissipate and the door finally opened. Glancing up at the timer she was shocked to see the display.
"3 years old," she lisped. Looking over at Sandy she watched the tiny toddler with light brown hair lower herself from the bench. "Well Doris are you coming?"
Doris lowered herself down, the dark haired girl now tentatively walking towards the exit. "Sandy we so little," she whispered. "Whatvare we going to do?"
Sandy smiled as she led Doris towards the locker room. "I told you you could get the body you always wanted," Sandy said. "We just hafta start at the beginning. This is about as close to the beginning as the gym will let us get."
"I dont understand," Doris stated.
Sandy giggled, taking Doris's tiny hand in hers. "You and me are going to make the bodies we've always wanted. By the time were finished Doris you'll have a body that takes a life time to build."