As they pulled up to his condo, Wendy decided.
"Go ahead and make me 25,"she snapped.
"Yes Ma'am,"Bobby replied, as he watched her age and get a somewhat more look.
"And remember,"she replied waving a finger at him,"none of this calling me Ma'am til I pass at least 40. Got it?"
"Your wish is my command," he answered as they headed up the stairs into his place.
"Oh, by the way, don't forget to do something with those years you took from me."
Just then Wendy noticed a girl she knew from high school heading down the street with a couple of guys, all headed to a party around the corner.
"Bobby, I think I've got a target for you. See that girl over there with the short blonde hair,the baggy jeans, and the Metallica T-shirt?"
She had to say no more, and as they looked on, they watched the 18 year old girl start to regress."
"Hey dudes, I heard this is supposed to be a real hot party,"she said, as he tugged at her pants which started to feel even more baggy. For some reason, she felt the need to hang on to them.
"Yeah, well, you've never steered us wrong so far Carla," said a boy who had looked a bit younger, but who now seemed older than Carla, who continued to shrink as she passed 14 and continued.
"Hey, what's up with you dudette?" asked another boy,"you seem to be gettin smaller."
"Am not," said Carla in a higher pitched voice as she passed 13,her breasts going from B cup to A cup.
"Chick,this is real wierd.I don't know what happened, but you've like gotten younger. You look like some Jr. High kid or somethin. Better run on home and play with the little kids, cuz this party is for us bigger guys."
"I'm not that little," said the now twelve year old nearly bare chested girl with braces, struggling to keep ahold of her pants and any remaining dignity.
"Yeah, whatever you say little one, catch ya later."
And with that, they watched the other boys continue on ,while Carla retreated rapidly the way she had come.
"Hmm, that was rather fun,"she remarked in her now more sultry voice, and a wicked little laugh.
"But enough for the time being,"She said with a smile,"let's head inside little boy so I can give you a nice surprise."
With that, he opened the door and she headed him rapidly to the bedroom and proceeded to strip naked.
When she finished she rapidly tore his clothes off as well.
"You like?"she asked.
"I guess you do," she answered for him,"judging from that hard on I see."
Bobby had to admit that he had thought about it a time or two, but had never really had the courage to approach her about it.
Now, this older and more aggressive Wendy had taken things into her own hands, literally.
Gently caressing him, she pulled him down onto the bed and into her.
Using the rythm of the water bed,she rapidly brought him to climax, and revelled in it as his hot juices shot into her.
She kept him in her awhile longer, making sure she got off as well.
"Oh Wendy, have I ever told you just how incredible you are."
"Why thank you Bobby.It's too bad there isn't a ring that I could us as well."
"You know,"Bobby remembered,"I do remember seeing another ring or two like mine somewhere, so it's possible that there might be one."
"Well, we've got yours for the time being, and you've got me to help you get into mischief. So while we're waiting for you to regain your stamina, let's take a look at that one book the lady at the store gave you."
They perused the book for awhile, finding out quite a few new things about the ring.
"This is so cool!"said Wendy as they came to a particular page,"It says here that if we put our hands together and wish for another ring, the woman you're with gets one as well, as long for your desire for her to have one is strong enough."
"Well then,"remarked Bobby as he grabbed a her long slender fingers,"what are we waiting for.
A moment later, a flash of light occurred and another ring appeared on Wendy's hand.
"I take it this is going to be an evening to remember,"Bobby remarked.
"Oh, you might say that,"Wendy purred."Now,hon, I'd like you add 20 years to me this time."
"Are you sure?" Bobby asked.
"Oh definitely,there's more fun to cum, if you get my meaning,"she replied with a grin.
And with that, Bobby allowed the power of the ring to flow forth, and Wendy aged again.
This time she passed rapidly through her thirties, and put on a pound or two on her hips and in her butt and thighs. Passing into her forties, fine lines had begun to appear around eyes and lips,and the hint of crows feet as well.
A tuft of grey hairs showed in her bangs, her tits sagged just slightly, cheekbones stood out more, and a long strand of grey ran down each side of her face.
Ever so small bags had formed under her eyes, as she hit 45.
"Now it's your turn,"she replied,"if that's alright with you?"
"Well,what's good for the goose is good for the gander. Go on ahead."
"I won't be too radical honey,"she said in her now more sultry and deeper voice."How does 37 sound?"
"Older, but what the hey, go on ahead."
A few moments later, Bobby found himself aging and passing into his thirties. His body thickened up a bit, and his face got a more mature look. His muscles toned somewhat, and there was just the hint of love handles when all was done.
"Now,"said Wendy in a purr,"come here loverrr."
"Shouldn't we transfer these years first," Bobby asked.
"Oh, alright dear, but lets be quick about it. Mama needs her sugar."
They each looked out the window and found a worthwhile target.
A minute or two later, a 40 year old woman found herself back in college, and her seventeen year old son was a two year old.
After adjusting their mental aspects, the young woman was now a young mother as well.