The grandfather clock rang out in Charlotte’s house, a grim reminder that there’s gonna be another transformation for Charlotte. Charlotte, who currently is a slime girl, waited in her personal bathtub for nearly 24 hours. She patiently counted the seconds, feeling that she was ready to go out again.
Nancy, with her computer on her lap, was ready in case Charlotte was given a bad transformation. While she could pick out the next transformation, Nancy decided to limit the potential change to something that could go outside. With the limitations in place, the human and the slime waited for the nanomachines to activate and begin the process.
The first change that happened to Charlotte was when she began to move about. All the gel-like fluid that made up Charlotte soon shifted away from the walls of the tub and gathered around Charlotte’s head. But as Charlotte recovered all of her little bits, her face sank into the goo that was her body. And just like that, Charlotte was just a pile of sludge that slowly rose from the bathtub.
Sightly panicking that she may have killed her friend over a stupid bet, Nancy tried to reach out to see if she could save Charlotte. But since the program that she used to see and control the nanomachines was running, she couldn’t stop or reverse the transformation to see if Charlotte was okay. Just as Nancy worried herself to death over the possible death of her friend, the gloop that was Charlotte started to change and move about.
The semi-liquid state of Charlotte’s body seems to gain its humanoid shape. Two tendrils appear out of the sides of the goo with two others sticking out at the bottom. Then a fifth blob grew out on top of the pile, with its hair-like tentacles over an approximation of a human face. As it rises higher out of the tub, the ooze that was Charlotte soon regains her human-like looks and figure, along with some extra womanly curves.
The coloration that’s made up her body has shifted from the green hue of her slime to the more natural human colors of her skin. Her hair, once made out of slime like the rest of her body, has turned back to its simple, brunette style. And the loose definition that was her face has become Charlotte’s face once again, smiling like she wasn’t gone. Before Nancy knew it, Charlotte was back to her normal self. Naked as the day she was born too, much to the embarrassment of everyone in the room.
“How does it feel to be back as a human?” Nancy asked while she handed a nearby towel to cover Charlotte’s modesty. “As nice to relax and to let myself go, I would never give it away for the ability to hold things. Say, did I get bigger?” Charlotte replied, struggling to hold the towel to cover her middle. Nancy stared at her friend and then her bust, seeing that not only the towel was barely covering her but also that it was shrinking. No, the towel wasn’t shrinking, Charlotte was still growing, still changing from those machines.
Forced to rotate the towel to keep up with her growth, Charlotte tightly gripped the piece of cloth in her attempt to keep herself from being in the nude again. But the relentless growth not only affected her front half but also the back half too. At first, Charlotte thought that she might’ve received that “hourglass” look for her figure. But sliding her single hand across herself, with the other one holding up the poor towel, she found that an apparent gut also grew out.
The additional growth below Charlotte’s breasts and behind her back didn’t escape Nancy's note-taking. What she did miss was the slight graying of her hair, the blue veins highlighting her breasts under her towel, and the varicose veins in her calves. “I mean, how in the world did I grow so much?” Charlotte paused after hearing her voice, noticing how breathy and “old” it had sounded when compared to just a moment ago. “Say, Nancy dear?” “Yes, Charlotte?” “Do I sound old to you?”
Nancy looked up to see her friend’s face, only to see that her friend was slowly aging right before her eyes. “CHARLOTTE!!” “You don’t need to shout, I’m right here,” Charlotte shushed the shocked woman, not even seeing the slight loss of luster in her hand when she made the “shush” motion. “Charlotte, you are not only growing out, but you are growing old too!”
Somehow, the comment that she was growing old got to Charlotte. “How dare you say that I’m old!” “If you don’t believe me, then look at your reflection,” to which Nancy grabbed Charlotte’s shoulders to turn her to face the bathroom’s mirror. The quick action of the turnaround had accidentally caused Charlotte to lose her grip on her towel, which had barely covered her regardless.
Sure enough, the reflection in the mirror showed a more aged-up Charlotte with a lot more weight on her. As she scans herself in the mirror, pushing and prodding the saggy pounds that have developed over her, Charlotte also inspects her very mature face. Looking back at her computer, Nancy could see that the program was running not only changing Charlotte’s measurement line but also her timeline as well.
“Well, if this is correct, you now have the body of a woman in her 40s who had a child in the past.” “40s! That’s double my age!” Charlotte made a face at the whole idea that she was old enough to be Nancy’s mother. “Mother of all things holy.” silently whispered Charlotte. “What was that, Charlotte?” The seemly older lady slowly turned to face her younger friend, a look of fright-filled her face. “Nancy! Not only do I look just like my mother, I just realized something. How do I explain the nanomachines to my family for Thanksgiving?”