Apon reaching his bedroom he finds that his body appears to be asleep.
To be sure he checks his pulse, sure enough he is still alive.
Relieved that his body is fine he resumes the exploration of his current body.
His wife was only 2 years younger than him at 42. While she tried to keep in good shape, age had taken a toll on her once petite body.
Mind you she still looked hot. But things weren’t as perky or small as they once were.
Ivan went back downstairs, wondering what to do next. Did he go to work as his wife or return to his body.
He had another look at himself as his wife in the mirror and did a pose.
He adjusted her bra, they were heavy and her bra was doing a lot of work to keep them up. They were a lot bigger than when they had met, and the extra weight and age had made them sag.
What if they were a little smaller.
A moment later something felt off. Was the bra a little looser?
He couldn’t tell by looking at them but they did feel a little different.
He decided to try again, he concentrated on them getting smaller.
This time there was no mistake.
His wife’s breasts deflated before his eyes.
Her ripe melons shrunk into grapes leaving him with a baggy shirt and empty bra.
Holy shit. He was starting to panic. He couldn’t leave his wife like this he tried to grow them back but it wasn’t working.
He finally took a deep breath, calmed down, and tried again.
He tried making them a little bigger, and was relieved when his blouse began to push out as his bra began to fill again.
He continued to grow them till they refilled the bra and stopped as he adjusted the bra this time he noticed it fit much better.
Checking his work in the mirror he was pleasantly suprised. Her breasts sat much higher on her chest she had the perkiness any 20 year old would kill for.
Relieved that he hadn’t done any damage to his wife he realized they could do more.
He turned his back to the mirror and looked over her shoulder.
He smiled as he watched her thighs shrinking and ass lifting.
It filled slightly giving her a a tight round bubble butt.
Her waist shrunk and her tummy flattened.
He did a 360 to inspect his work.
He was about to drop a few pounds but had a better idea. If it worked.
Again he smiled as he felt the floor moving farther aaway.
Alice was only 5’1. She was.
Now she was 5’9 and that pencil skirt was lookin really good on those long legs.
He had given his wife the body of a 20 something fitness model.
Suddenly he felt faint and closed his eyes.
When he opened them he was back in his own body.
He quickly put on some pant and went to find his wife.