“Jessica Morgan please come on up.” I announced. There was clapping as Jessica; Brad’s girlfriend, got up and headed to the stage. I noticed that she is wearing a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader costume as she finally reached the stage. She shook my hand.
“Thank you for picking me, Joey.” Said Jessica giving me a wink.
“Your welcome now go behind there and strip please.” I said pointing at the post and sheet. She did so while strutting sexually, I turn around to face the audience. Moniques looked unfazed about this, Mrs. Brockman looked concerned, Brad was bulging as his girlfriend strips behind the sheet, but the rest of the audience look on in anticipation.
“Now I have a confession to make. When I bought Monique back I didn’t bring all her age back. It’s still in the air. I’m going to take all that remaining age and put it into my volunteer Jessica here.” I explain to the audience before turning to Jessica.
“Jessica are you ready?” I asked her as she stood proud. I knew she was fully naked behind that sheet.
“Yes sir.” She said as she nodded enthusiastically. I silently made my wish then got into the pose. I begin making the motions and as I do so air seems to gather around Jessica. Soon it enter Jessica causing her to mature a bit more. As soon as I was done I pick up the wand and silently wished it to turn into a mirror.
It did as I handed it to Jessica as she took it and use it to examine her now mature face. I gather up Monique’s old uniform/costume and dumped it over the other side of sheet.
“Now please get dress.” I said as I took the mirror from her. As Jessica eagerly got dress I turn towards the audience to address them.
“As you can see I made Jessica older to Monique’s original age which is 24.” I announce to the audience. I silently made a wish as Jessica step out wearing Monique’s old uniform/costume and stand next to me. I turn to her.
“How does it feel?” I asked her.
“Fit’s like a glove.” Said an excited Jessica as she posed sexually. I was not surprised as my wish insured her body at 24 would be identical to Monique’s at that age. Looking at the audience; the girls look jealous, the boys look away while shifting uncomfortably in their seats, Mrs. Brockman looked disgusted, Monique didn’t react at all, and Brad didn’t bother to hide the budge in his pants as he gawked at his now older girlfriend. I turn to Jessica and place my left hand on her shoulder.
“Now for one final touch.” I said as I hold out my hand with my index and middle finger sticking out together. Jessica looked confused.
“Wait I thought we…” Jessica started to protest. I immediately poke my fingers on her head causing her eyes to roll back in her skull. Taking my fingers off and my hand off her and back away as she recovered.
“Jessica are you okay now?” I asked her as Jessica shook her head.
“Oui monsieur Joey.” Jessica said in a heavy French accent as she started to feel herself. Brad was probably enjoying the show.
“Everything seems in order you did a bien joué bring me back after making me disappear.” Jessica said then reached her crotch. “Qu'est-ce que le? Bizarre, pourquoi est-ce que je porte ça?” I look at the audience and noticed Monique palling.
“Excuse me I need to go change.” Jessica said leaving the stage. Brad especially clapped hard as she left and as if she appreciated that she strutted as she left. Everyone look back at me as if they demanded an explanation.
“The last thing I did alter reality a bit.” I started. “Everyone here remembers her as Jessica a former High School Senior but to herself and the outside world; she is Jessica Morgan, the Brockman’s French maid.” I finished and almost everyone gasped at this.
“Now for my next trick I need a new volunteer. For that I’m coming into the audience to pick one.” I said knowing that they may not want to volunteer willingly. I went into the audience, who did I pick?