It was 6:45 p.m., and Chesterton was preparing to close up for the night when he heard grunts and loud steps coming toward his door. Suddenly, two people burst in. It was Daniella and Tom, the two teenagers from earlier in the day.
"That was quick," Chesterton replied with glee.
Daniella walked up to him, with a very large bruise on her face.
"Make us adults, please." Daniella whimpered. "You can have my dad...I can't take it anymore."
"Her father's a monster" Tom added. "This has been going on since she was nine."
Chesterton put his hand up as to stop him. He didn't need to hear sob stories. "The cost was one parent from each of you...who are you willing to give up Tom?"
"My real mother died four years ago." Tom said. "You can have my step mother."
With that out of the way, Chesterton walked to his desk and picked up a knife. He had places to go and people to see, so this needed to be quickly. Chesterton asked the two teenagers to hold out their palms.
"Blood for blood" he added. Daniella and Tom each held out their hands nervously. With two quick strikes, Chesterton slashed each of their palms. The teens recoiled and screamed.
"What the fuck man" Tom shouted.
His pleas were ignored. Chesterton pulled a blank scroll from his pocket and using the blood dripping from the knife, quickly drew a pentagram on the scroll. He picked up a lighter from his desk and lit the scroll on fire. The ashes rested gently in his outstretched hands.
"Place your hands together," he beckoned. "This is a communion for life and all that comes after. Do you want this?"
Daniella looked at Tom nervously. Taming her nerves for a second, Daniella held out her hands. "Yes, I want this." Tom followed likewise. "I want this." The two teens gripped each other's hands tightly.
"I love you Daniella"
"I love you Tom"
Chesteron walked over to them. He started chanting in Latin, with his eyes turning dark red. "Sanguis in sanguine et. Novus in igne laudare carnem vana Dei." He then blew the ashes in his hands towards the teens.
The ashes whirled in the air and came together on the ground encircling the teens. Suddenly, the ashes sparked, lighting a ring of fire around Daniella and Tom. The fires shot ten feet in the air, creating a wall of flame.
Daniella and Tom started screaming, unable to let each other go or move. Sweat started pouring profusely down their bodies. Daniella started to feel her body rumbling. Her bones started snapping. Tom could barely concentrate on his partner as he was in agonizing pain himself.
Daniella thought she was levitating above the ground, only to see her feet firmly planted. She asked herself if she was getting taller only to become quickly preoccupied with the fact that she seemed to be gaining weight. Her thin legs started to stretch outwards, ripping the seams on her pants. Her hips moved farther and farther out, and her butt started to bloat significantly. Daniella could see her arms start to get longer and thicker. Suddenly, she felt her bra snap as her A-cup breasts grew and grew. She could feel her face start to change, as she felt the flesh on it start to retract and mold, giving her sharper features.
Tom felt himself rise and rise. His scrawny frame started to bulk outwards as his legs started to get evermore muscular. Tom became confused as he started to see his prep school shirt and jacker start to go further and further up his arm and steadily rip in more places. Tom looked down and noticed that he was developing a six pack. "Fuck yeah" he briefly shouted, before becoming startled by his new, deeper voice. The last thing he could remember was grabbing his groin as his genitals started to grow substantially.
In a matter of the minutes, the ritual was over. The wall of fire ceased and the two teens let each other go. After a couple of minutes, Daniella and Tom each woke up. Chesterton snapped his fingers and produced a mirror.
"Well, take a look"
Daniella got to her feet, and took a glance. "Holy fucking shit," Daniella blurted in her new, sultry voice. Daniella now stood 5'9, with curvy legs and hips, tight abs, and what she could only guess were D-cup breasts. She touched them and jumped up and down. Daniella looked closer and admired her more mature face. She reached back and her long black hair rests on her new thick butt. "I look like a model." Daniella squealed.
Tom quickly joined her and gasped. One word immediately came to Tom's mind when he looked at himself. "I'm jacked." Tom said smugly. He now stood 6'4, with huge muscular arms and legs. He looked down his pants and blushed. Tom admired his new-Adonis like figure. As he looked over his more manly figure and touched his new facial hair, Tom realized he would never be called a nerd again.
"How old are we?" Daniella asked.
"You're both 22." Chesterton replied. "Combined, you two are worth $3.5 million"
Daniela and Tom jumped for joy. As they embraced each other, they looked into each other's eyes. Realizing that they accomplished what they wanted, the two lovers locked lips. They had never been so comfortable with each other.
Impatiently looking at this watch, Chesterton interrupted the two. "You might want to hurry up."
"Why are you rushing us out?" Tom snapped.
"Well, you see..."