God damnit, thought Maria Estrada. She had doodled over yet another page of notes she was taken. The 18-year-old senior was in her AP Biology class and while she tried to keep her mind focused on schoolwork, it just wasn't working.
Maria had, for months, harbored a crush on her AP Biology teacher, Hector Carrillo. A man of 6'2 with silverfox hair, Maria's heart fluttered whenever she saw him. She knew it was idiotic; the man was in his late 40s/early 50s and a student/teacher relationship wouldn't just be disgusting, it would be cataclysmic for both of them. She tried to keep it to herself on most days, but sometimes it just overwhelmed her.
Looking impatiently at the clock, Maria was relieved when the bell finally rang. She packed up her things and was headed out the door when Mr. Carrillo stopped her.
"Ms. Estrada...are you okay? You've seemed out of it lately."
Maria struggled for an answer. "I'm fine...I've just had a lot going on lately."
"Listen, you are very bright but your last two tests have shown some slippage. If you need extra tutoring, I can set something up."
"Thank you Mr. Carrillo, I will consider it."
Maria walked into the hallway and started gasping. She didn't know how much longer she could handle this. She decided to take the rest of the day off; she didn't care about gym and was a shoo-in for an A in AP History anyway.
As Maria was walking to the bus stop, she felt herself step on something odd. She looked down and saw a bright blue stick. What the hell, she thought to herself. She decided to pick it up. As Maria held it in her hands, she could only ask yourself where the heck it came from.
"Wish for something...I can give you whatever you want."
Maria immediately dropped the stick. Who the hell said that, Maria asked to no one in particular. She could only think about the stick for a second as she noticed her bus pulling up at the stop 100 feet away.
CRAP, Maria exclaimed. She ran as fast as she could but it pulled away just as she got there. Fuck, she thought to herself. The next bus wasn't coming for another 25 minutes.
Maria walked back over to the stick. "A half hour late because of you, you stupid stick." Maria quietly fumed.
"Wish for a bus to come, and it will come"
Maria heard the voice again. Looking around, she didn't see anyone in the area. She came to the maddening realization that the voice was coming from the stick. "You can make the bus come?" she asked the stick. "Prove it."
Suddenly, she saw another bus coming down the road. Maria, baffled, picked up the stick and ran over to the bus stop.
As Maria got on the bus, she tried to consider what just happened. No way a stick just made the bus come, she thought to herself.
"Think what you will. If you allow me, I will prove my power in other ways."
Maria, doing her best not to react, sat stonefaced on the ride home
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Maria reached her stop. As she walked toward her house, she realized her mother would have questions about the stick. She put it in her backpack and sighed. Her mother would hound her for skipping class, and Maria would have to storm past.
Maria walked into her door, and to her surprise, her mother looked concerned. "Are you all right?" the eldest Estrada asked. "You didn't look great this morning, and you look even worse now." Maria could only reply that she wasn't feeling well.
"Well, go up stairs, and I'll prepare you some tea. Just relax sweetheart."
Maria was shocked. Her mother had never been this chill ever. Like, ever. She made her way to her room and locked the door. Maria took the stick out of her backpack and held it in her hand. "Ok if you're really magic, make a full length mirror appear in my room."
Within seconds of her thought, Maria was stunned to see a full-sized mirror appear in her room. She walked up to the mirror and examined herself. Maria stood about 5'8, taller than most girls her age. She pulled her long, black hair out of it's ponytail and let it fall past her back. Maria was wearing a white tank top that said "St. Matthew's Cardinals Volleyball", which stood out against her tan brown skin, and jean shorts. She was a gym rat, going four to five times a week, and prided herself on her toned arms/legs and abs.
As Maria looked into the mirror, the stick picked up on a thought of hers.
"You want to know...don't you?"
Maria gulped. "Know what?"
"Say it, and I'll give you the answer."
"...am I Mr. Carrillo's type???"
"No."
At first, Maria was depressed. How could she think she had a chance at a man like him. Foolish. That quickly turned into anger. Mr. Carrillo is probably into bimbos with balloon breasts.
"You are mistaken, Ms. Estrada. You are not his type, because you are far, far too young. He is 47; he prefers women close to his own age."
Maria shrugged. Well of course that makes sense. He's not a pervert. Maria would have to manage her attraction to him the rest of the year.
"I can give it to you." the stick said
"Give what to me?"
"Hector Carrillo prefers women of a certain age, and I can make sure you fit his criteria."
"...what are you saying?"
"I can make Maria Estrada the 18-year-old girl, into Maria Estrada, the 45-year-old woman of Mr. Carrillo's dreams."
Maria suddenly felt a rush of excitement. Her childish fantasy could be something other than that. Clearing her throat, Maria started to speak. "Okay Mr. Stick, I wish that would make me-"
Wait. What the hell was she thinking? Maria paused. She had her whole life ahead of her and she was willing to throw all that away for a man she barely knew, who might not have any interest in her anyway."
"Ms. Estrada, you hesitated. Is something wrong?"
"I'm not going to give up my body and 30 years of my life for a crush."
"Understandable. There is an alternative you might appreciate. I can give you a body suit."
"What is a body suit???"
The stick explained that a body suit would allow Maria to wear the body of a new (or in this case, older version of herself) person. It would have a zipper only she could see. The bodysuit would function exactly like a normal human body but could be slipped out of at anytime, with the person's original body safely tucked underneath.
"...that is fascinating. So, I could be an older woman, but take it off and still be me?"
"Yes."
Maria thought for a few seconds. Without the permanent commitment, this seemed like an easy decision. She could see herself in the future, have fun, and go to school the next day like nothing happened.
"Okay Mr. Stick, I wish that you would create a body suit of me as a 45-year old woman, with the total ability to unzip or remove myself from it at anytime, to reveal my current 18-year old girl self underneath, and with no ability for me to forget that I'm wearing it or for someone else to keep me in it permanently."
"Your wish is my command."
A blue fog started to surround Maria. She wasn't afraid, just very curious as to what was happening. Suddenly, Maria lost her train of thought as she felt her entire body start to tingle. It was very odd...the feeling was almost, sensual?
Maria felt her skin start to rumble. She started to moan as she felt herself getting bigger. Her muscular arms and legs began to pool with fat and grow longer. Her toned abs started to lose definition, growing somewhat of a paunch. Her formerly narrow hips began to jut out prominently. Maria's butt, which had never been much to write home about, started expanding exponentially, ripping her jean shorts. He A-cup breasts grew rapidly, settling at a D-cup.
Still in a daze, Maria could only barely register the changes happening to her face. The fat on her face started to dissipate somewhat, and what was left became somewhat wrinkly, Maria's cheekbones became more prominent, and her thin, waifish lips inflated to become thick and noticeable. Her long black, hair shortened to shoulder length, and took on a bright, red color. Maria's bushy black eyebrows thinned out and took on the same red color. Maria's eyelashes started to lengthen. Her new lips took on a bright red lipstick. Light blush appeared on her cheeks, and a dark green eyeshadow appeared over her eyes. Finally, her tattered clothes reshaped themselves into a tight black dress.
"Well, Ms. Estrada, take a look."
Maria opened her eyes and was stunned. The woman staring back at her in the mirror was a very thick Latina cougar. Maria began to grab at her new body. Maria had involved with sports her entire life, and never had this much of herself to deal with. She looked closer at herself in the mirror. The changes to her face were striking. Maria wiggled her new butt in front of the mirror and started to giggle. As she did this, she stopped to examine herself closer. Maria saw her reflection and recognized herself somewhat, but felt a bit of an identity crisis. The athletic tomboy she is/was was also capable of becoming this feminine temptress.
"This is certainly going to be an adjustment." Maria said, before closing her mouth. Her formerly squeaky voice was considerably deeper and raspier, which she interpreted as the result of some future cigarette habit. "The voice isn't permanent, is it?"
"Uh, that was not accounted for, my apologies." the stick replied.
Maria said fuck at a tone that was not inaudible.
"Just kidding. It's a part of the suit."
Maria examined herself some more before starting to feel an onset of panic. She started clawing at her back, trying to find the zipper. "Where is it, WHERE IS IT!" Maria frantically asked before finally finding it. She started to pull down and felt herself lose consciousness for a second as she pulled the bodysuit off of herself. After a minute or so, Maria had taken the entire suit off. She looked in the mirror again, and saw her normal, familiar self starting back at her, hair, clothing at all. "Thank god," Maria exclaimed, relieved to hear her normal voice again as well.
"So, Ms. Estrada. You have yourself, and you have the bodysuit of your older self. What would you like to do next?"