"Excuse me Nanc...Ms....Principal Page can I talk with you," Doug asked. Principal Page paused, casting the teenage Doug a curious look. "Is everything okay Mr. Savage?"
Doug took a deep breath, wondering how much things had changed. He had known Nancy for years, the two on friendly terms since he started here. Did she remember any of their history? Did she realize he had somehow lost 40 years of age in only moments? Doug's curiosity was winning over, he had to know if she remembered anything."Look this is going to sound strange," he said. "But do you remember me stopping in the library, maybe 15 minutes ago?"
"I've been in my office all morning Mr. Savage," she started. "I haven't been anywhere near the library."
"Okay," Doug stated, steeling himself. "Okay listen, this is going to sound nuts but, up until about 5 minutes ago I was 57 years old and was the Principal at this school."
Nancy paused, Doug holding his breath as he waited for her response. The teens heart sinking as she now began to chuckle. "I never took you for the creative type Mr. Savage."
"No its true," he exclaimed. Doug now picked up the coin, placing it in Nancy's hand. "This coin right here. I made a wish, not even thinking about it and poof! All the sudden I'm a 17 year old kid."
"Of course," she smirked. "And I just celebrated my sweet 16 yesterday." Before Doug could answer, he gasped, watching as the wishing coin began to glow. A flash of light illuminated the office now, disorienting the pair. "Uh oh," he whispered.
Nancy blinked, wondering what could have happened. As she was a out to speak she shuddered as a tingle now spread throughout her elderly body. Confused she now turned to Doug, the teen staring at the woman slack jawed.
When Doug had returned to his youth, he hadn't had the luxury of viewing it himself. Now he simply gawked as Nancy Page began her trip back to 16.
The first thing he noticed was Nancy's hair, the white bobcut growing out, touching her shoulders before surpassing them and resting on her upper back. As that occurred, Doug could see the deep wrinkles in her face begin to smooth, her eyes seeming to regain a bit of life. The woman now appeared to be back in her 60s.
As Nancy stood, Doug watched as the woman appeared to grow taller, losing the stoop of her slightly bent spine. Nancy's body began to regain some vitality, her breasts increasing in size and pushing out her blouse. The middle aged woman gasped, gently cupping her breasts before staring at her hands. The thin skin on her hands began to firm, looking firmer and healthier then she had seen in years. "Whats happening to me," she whispered.
Nancy now retreated further in age, Doug watching as the white in her hair began to vanish. Strand by strand regained color, appearing a deep auburn brown. In only moments, the white was gone. Nancy's hair a dark auburn with an unlined face. "She can't be more than 40," Doug thought in alarm.
Still the changes persisted, Doug watching as the womans skin continued to smooth. Nancy's body continued to strengthen, her breasts firming, her skin no longer looking dry and worn, even the womans hair looked healthier. Doug could see Nancy's hair begin to brighten, becoming a fiery red that seemed to cascade over the womans shoulders. Nancy now removed her glasses, blinking in surprise. How had her vision gotten so much better?
Nancy was now closing in on her destination, the woman passing 30 and retreating through her 20s. Doug watched in fascination as Nancy's face continued to smooth, her face rounding slightly as she crept closer to 20. The young woman now fidgeting with her slacks, finding them tighter than usual as her curves returned with her renewed vigor. Doug gawked at the beautiful redhead as she reentered college. Nancy possessed a pair of full and perky C cups, a beautiful if somewhat shy face with sparkling eyes and ample curves. Just looking at her made Doug blush, she definitely looked out of his league.
That opinion began to change as Nancy reentered her teens. Entering high school in the opposite direction, Doug watched as the womans curves began to melt away, her face rounding as her breasts lost a cup size. Nancy, it appeared, had blossomed when she had entered college. Doug beheld a skinny yet cute redheaded Senior. Nancy adjusting her slacks, finding them a tad loose around her narrower hips.
The Senior quickly became a Junior, Doug and Nancy staring at eachother in shock as she became 17. Doug stood a little taller than the girl, Nancy's youthful face wide eyed in shock as she looked over her body. As she became 16, Doug watched the girl shrink an inch or two, the girls face rounding leaving her a rather innocent looking 16 year old girl with small B cup breasts.
Nancy was in shock, the girl taking stock of her situation. Quickly heading towards the executive bathroom Doug followed. As Nancy now gazed at herself, a shocked scream escaped her lips.
"Geez quiet," Doug said quickly, placing his hand over the teenage girls mouth. A muffled scream escaping her lips as she gazed at her 16 year old appearance. "Calm down Nancy," Doug whispered. "I went through the same thing." Nancy's breathing was ragged, her eyes wide as she stared at her reflection. When she finally seemed to relax, Doug slowly removed his hand from her mouth. "You okay?"
"What! The! Hell," she whispered. "Look at me! I look..I look..."
"Sixteen," Doug finished.
"Yeah," Nancy replied in annoyance. The teenage girl now leaned closer, studying her appearance carefully. It was her, that much she could confirm. Still, it was incomprehensible to see her face minus nearly 70 years. Nancy turned her head from side to side, noting the bright red hair and small, almost imperceptible freckles dotting her cheeks. Even worse, she could swear she could see a zit forming on her chin. "How?"
"That coin," Doug stated. "Do you know anything about it? It was in the library with a bunch of old junk."
"No," Nancy replied. The teenage girl frowned as she looked at her loose clothing. As she was about to ask about then she gasped as they shifted on her body. Nancy watched as her blouse shifted into a peach colored tshirt, her slacks becoming a pair of jeans with cuts along the legs, finally her flats transformed into a pair of white sneakers complete with ankle socks. Nancy's transformation was complete. Gone was the elderly principal, replaced with a 16 year old girl.
The two newly minted teens now gazed at one another in shock. Neither one knowing exactly what to do next.