Tricia frowned and flipped her card around. It was a two of clubs. "Surely you can do better than this?" she teased.
Samantha beamed proudly. "As a matter of fact..." She revealed her card as the nine of diamonds.
"I might be too young to have taken advanced math," Sam playfully put a finger to her lips in mock thought. "But wouldn't that mean that I'm going to be a teenager again?"
"Barely," Tricia grimaced as she pulled out the remote. Sam could tell she was disappointed. She was probably planning to put Sam in a crib if she had gotten a lower number.
Tricia punched in the age progression figures to advance Samantha to thirteen.
Samantha could feel herself growing taller and leaner. Her baby fat disappeared quickly as her arms and legs thinned. Her torso very slightly started to form a young woman's curves as small breasts grew in on her chest. She was happy to see her eye level was approaching Tricia's, as she was now about five feet tall and only a few inches away from her original height. The sensation of the growth was very different from shrinking. Samantha felt a warm pressure welling up inside her, pressing its way out in every direction. The new weight of A-cup breasts on her chest was familiar, but still not quite the feeling she was used to as an almost fully-developed woman.
Her hair magically untangled itself from its numerous braids and hung loosely behind her. It still had a generous amount of body from all the extra follicles that had grown in. Due to her growth in height it now only came down to her waist, but even so, it was still a sight to behold.
Her clothes up until this point had simply grown larger with her, but suddenly they came to life, spinning around her as they did when they first formed. In no time at all, her original shirt, skirt, shoes and purse had been restored, although everything was one or two sizes smaller to accommodate her younger frame.
"Now that's more like it," she said in a tone close to but not quite as deep as her original voice. "I'm just missing five years."
"You'll have to earn them back another way," Tricia winked. "For now, I've got another idea, and it has nothing to do with age."