The next morning, Rick rolled out of bed exhausted when his 9am alarm went off. He felt like he had been asleep for… five years.
“Think I’ll take a peek before I start my day,” he smirked, logging into the cam site.
He navigated to the 18-19 portion of the site. Then he got a confused look on his face. All the cam girls looked much older than 19. These girls all looked like they were in their mid-to-late 20s.
“Maybe I’m on the wrong portion of the site,” he thought. He refreshed the page, twice, but nothing changed.
“This is weird, these girls must be almost 30…” he thought. Then he saw the link to Sasha’s page. She was offline but overnight she had added a new screencap.
She looked at least 25, and was definitely about ten pounds heavier than he recalled yesterday.
Feeling a little strange, he went downstairs. As he entered the kitchen, he saw the back of a slender young teen with light red hair sitting at the kitchen table.
“Um, hello?” He asked, confused. The girl turned around. It was Melanie!
“What the hell? Melanie?!? What happened to you?”
“What are you talking about, Rick?” she asked. She stood about 5’5” with long legs, a round butt and small breasts between an A- and B-cup.
“You look like you’re like… 13 or 14 years old!” He exclaimed.
“No I don’t!” she fired back, confused. I’m 5. And I look 5. You said something weird about this last night. What’s going on with you?”
Rick was really confused. His sister not only looked like a young teen, she was articulate like one as well. But she was dressed in one of her normal 5-year-old outfits, just bigger. In fact…
“If you’re not older, why are you wearing a bra? I can see the outline of the straps.”
“Don’t be a pervert, Rick.” Melanie fired back. “You know I’ve needed a bra since I was four.”
Before Rick could process this information, his mom come in, and she looked as if she had been crying.
“Mom? Is everything ok?” he asked. He couldn’t help but notice the part of her curly hair was woven with grey, and her laugh lines looked deeper.
“Oh it’s nothing,” Renee replied. “My emotions are in a tailspin today. I found out overnight that a number of older friends passed away. Including Mrs. Kennedy.”
“Oh Mom, that’s terrible, but she was awfully old,” Rick said, still staring at his mom’s greys.
“I know. But I did get some good news. Your cousin Laura had her baby last night. A boy, Henry.”
“Had… the baby?” Rick asked, confused. “But she just told us last week she was pregnant.”
“Here’s a picture of him isn’t he cute?” Renee said, passing her cellphone to the kids.
Rick stared in shock.
The picture was of a nearly 7-year-old boy in a diaper and onesie.
“What’s going on?” Rick thought, not noticing the glow of his ring.