Amanda decided to leave the switches the way they were and closed the control panel.
“Well, I guess I should see if it fits.” She said to herself, putting the helmet on. She slipped the red helmet on and felt a slight shock.
Amanda felt dizzy as her body morphed. In just a few seconds, she went from 40 years old to 25. The fat in her body began to bubble and redistribute, her waist becoming tight and abs forming on her stomach. Her saggy B-cup breasts became full, firm double Ds - not overly huge, but definitely nicer to look at. More of her body changed - wrinkles, stretch marks, and any other imperfections disappeared.
However, where her body really started to shine was her rear - it firmed up, and the fat that had redistributed from the rest of her body caused her butt to become two large, firm globes, each cheek around the size of a basketball. Her hips widened to make her look more proportionate, and her thighs grew as well.
The rest of her body became much more athletic. Amanda had been out of shape before, but she now resembled a fitness model, one that seemed particularly focused on making her ass as huge as possible.
Amanda’s face changed next, her lips plumping up, her noses shrinking, her eyes becoming more symmetrical - her ordinary face, which was already looking nicer since she’d gone back to 25, was now a model’s. It became covered in a tasteful amount of makeup. Her short brown hair cascaded down her back, turning bright blonde and becoming thick and luxurious, as if she’d just been to the salon.
Amanda’s outfit morphed to match her body, a gray sweatsuit replacing her former loungewear. Her apartment changed next to reflect her new hobbies. Fitness gear appeared, as did a bunch of new outfits that fit her new body. Sex toys appeared next as her libido raised. Even Amanda’s tired old purse changed, becoming a luxury handbag with “M.M.” monogrammed into it. Overall, her apartment became more suited to a 25 year old than a 40 year old.
Finally, the helmet was finished.
Mandy removed it. She couldn’t remember putting it on. She laid the helmet down next to her and looked at herself in the mirror.
She looked in the mirror at her big, brown eyes. “That was so odd. That helmet shocked me! Oh, well. Everything looks normal to me.” Mandy said, completely unaware of her body - or even her new voice. “I should text Becky. She was so worried when I said I wasn’t going to come out tonight.”