Damia made her way back to her apartment, slipping in the side door, so as not to be
noticed. She'd originally planned to change back, but....
She looked at the computer, and sighed. She hadn't felt so good about herself in a very
long time. Deep inside, a part of her she'd repressed for many years was coming to the
surface, and she realized....she didn't -want- to change back.
She sat down at the computer, looking at the screen. Looking into her own face, actually,
due to the WebCam feed. Damn she was cute. She turned her head to the left, then the
right. "I don't want to grow up again."
And a little window popped up on the screen.
AGING: ON/OFF
"What the hell? Are you serious?" This program, it seemed to have the power to do
anything....it frightened her, in a way. She had more questions, but first...
AGING: ON/OFF
She just kept staring at it. She began to feel tired...she needed a nap.
"Fuck it." She hit OFF, and shut off her monitor. It was time to get some sleep. Making
sure the door was locked, she slipped out of her clothes and under the covers.
And went to sleep, with a tiny smile on her face.
Deep inside her computer, a Djinn edited Damia's permanent file, locking her age. The
Djinn considered whether or not to give her User full Immortality. There was nothing in
her ReadMe files about it, she knew it was an option, and it could be granted, but that was
about it. The odd thing is, there was no option a User could access that would give out
Immortality. And yet the option existed in the program, right after Unaging in the file.
Shrugging, and wishing her User had chosen another interface, the Djinn toggled
Immortality on. What could it hurt...?