Spotting the age room, Amanda now bolted for the door. Quickly entering, she now slammed it closed trying to catch her breath as she gazed into the numerous mirrors before her.
While thankful that the attendant was on a break, it didn't change the fact she was a child once more. Amanda now winced, studying her juvenile appearance closely. It was definitely her, she recognized thw round face and wide innocent eyes from her past. Amanda now noted her brown hair that descended just past her shoulders, frowning at thee style. Growing up her mother had always tried to keep the girls hair long, Amanda growing tired of it when she got older and cutting it into her familiar pixie cut. Now it was back, along with the painfully skinny body she remembered none too fondly.
"Ugh this sucks," she grumbled, noticing the pink tshirt and jeans she now wore. Couple that with a pair of purple sneakers and Amanda couldn't help but feel a pang of embarrassment from her childish outfit. "Hey room can you hear me," she called. The same familiar voice now echoed, Amanda sighing in relief. At least this place still worked. "Listen I need to be older again. Can you grow me up?"
A ethereal yes now caused a wave of relief to wash over the young Amanda. Gazing at the digital counter once more, Amanda anxiously watched as the counter began to progress once more.
Anxiously watching her reflection, Amanda watched as she began to grow up once more. Inches now began to add on to her height, the girl watching as the beginnings of puberty now returned. As the girl became 13 she could see her hips begin to flare as her breasts entered A cup territory.
While thankful to be gaining years once more Amanda paused as she watched her development. The teens breasts looked slightly bigger than she remembered. As she passed 15 and became 16, she noted herself becoming curvier while her breasts looked like they were about to surpass her usual B cup size. "Whats going on," she asked as she heated her perky breasts in her hands.
The changes continued, Amanda reaching her old height as her curvature continued to improve. Hitting 20 years of age, Amanda watched her face mature, her brunette hair shortening into the pixie cut she was so accustomed. The young woman's body though was much curvier than before, her breasts settling in C cup territory as her hips took on hourglass proportions.
"Wow what is going on," the now 22 year old Amanda asked. Things were certainly different, she jad always been a thin, somewhat waifish looking woman. Now, her development gave her a firm yet curvy appearance. Odder still were the lack of tattoos on her body. She had gotten those at 18 and 20, the tattoos vanishing when she had regressed in age the first time. Amanda had expected them to return and was shocked when her skin remained unmarked. How much had she changed by simply leaving the room?
As Amanda watched the counter, she was anticipating the return of C section scar and the accompanying pain of that procedure, as the counter hit 25 she geld her breath in anticipation waiting for the pain to come. Much to her surprise it never happened, the scar and the pain not returning as she became 26.
"Wait what's going on," Amanda exclaimed, watching the counter go from 25 to 26. "Stop there's something wrong!" An odd feeling washed over Amanda, the counter stopping at 27 years 3 months and 22 days. "What happened to my tattoos," she asked. "And my C section scar?"
"They no longer exist," the room stated. "When you exited the room a new reality took hold. You were no longer Amanda Waller, the 35 year old mother to Candace Waller. You became Amanda Waller, the 10 year old daughter of Candace Waller. This is how Amanda Waller will look as the daughter of Candace."
"Wait so I'm not a mom anymore," Amanda exclaimed.
"Yes."
Sounds was shocked, she had returned to adulthood, yet changed so much that the old her no longer existed. A pang of sadness now washed over her, had she lost Candace forever? When she left the room would she no longer be related to her own daughter. "How can I fix this?"
"If Candace were to enter you can return to how things were before," the room stated. "Or you can leave and enjoy your life as it is now. The choice is yours." Amanda now bit her lip, anxiously gazing at her adult appearance as she pondered what to do next.