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Ashley Part eight

added by Endaro 15 years ago AR BM S O

Samantha told me pull up my underwear and tights and I happily complied; my mind slipping and something inside telling me, "Mommy says that it is not dignified for a little girl to be running around like that."

I started to pull up the tights and underwear, but a pressure on my bladder made me stop. Looking at Samantha, my mind slipping back and forth, I whined in a girl's voice, "I half to pee." and told her in my normal voice, "But I don't know how. Having the same privates as my sister is new to me."

The babysitter took me by the hand and led me to the bathroom. Pulling down the tights and underwear, she set me on the toilet and explained in a calm and gentle voice on how I should use the toilet as a girl. Feeling the urine leave my body through a new area was certainly odd and after I was done, I found that it was really hard for me to regain control of my mind.

But something inside of me didn't want to regain control and so I simply let it all slip away. For the rest of the time Samantha was there, I played and acted like a girl with Katherine, who seemed happy about this. I even stayed dressed in the ballerina outfit as I ate supper, something that should have bothered me, but didn't.

When mommy got home, it must have slipped Samantha's mind, because she didn't say anything about my new transformation. Instead she collected her pay, bid mommy a good evening and left. Deciding I should do it, fighting the mind slip, I started to walk to the kitchen were mother was going through the mail. I had just reached the living room, when mommy called out, "Get your coats girls, we're going for ice cream and a movie. Plus I have a surprise for the both of you."

My mind slipped and I screamed out in a girlish squeal, "Yay!" and went running back to my room, where I pulled off the ballerina costume and put on the shorts and shirt I'd worn earlier over my swimsuit.

Ice cream and then mommy took us to a movie about a princess. But that wasn't the surprise. Sitting in my booster seat next to Katherine, mommy told us on the way to the movies, "I've signed you both up for ballet classes."

Katherine and I both squealed in delight to this and the three of us talked about it until we reached the theatre. After the movie, I felt really sleepy and as mommy buckled me and my sister into our booster seats, she commented, "My princess and ballerina are tucked out. It's been a busy day for my busy girls."

At home, mommy woke me up and carried me into the house and into Katherine's bedroom. Something about this bothered me, but I was too tired to complain. And I was way too tired to say anything as mommy helped me into a pull-up and then into some pink footed pajama bottom and after that a pink shirt with a picture of Angelina Ballerina on the front with the words 'Ballet time' printed on it.

Laying me down in my bed, she tucked the Hello Kitty sheets and comforter around me and as I snuggled closer to Angelina, she kissed me goodnight. I was asleep before she even left the room to go and get Katherine.

I awoke with a start and looked around the room, my mind stuck somewhere between the girl I was becoming and the boy I'd been. The first thing I noted was that it was a shared bedroom between two girls. One side was Disney and princess and the other was Hello Kitty and Angelina Ballerina. Fighting how my mind wanted to slip, I lay on my stomach and slid out of bed.

Seeing the vanity I now had, my attention was distracted to my full body mirror. Looking in it, I saw that I'd changed even more. My hair was longer and had started to take on a red tint, while my eyes had shifted from a hazel to a bluish grey. My face looked younger, almost babyish with the right hints of feminine in it. Somewhat bothered, I opened my closet and stopped when I saw the height ruler with the Hello Kitty theme on it. It now read 'Ashley, age five' and showed my height at three foot four. Next to it and just a little below it, I read 'Katherine, age four' and showed her height at three foot two.

Bothered by all this, I stepped into the closet, which had been dived into two. Ignoring my sister's side, I focused on my side instead. The cubbyholes were all properly labeled now and hanging next to that were bunch of dresses. Fighting the mind slip, I saw that what was in the cubbyholes, clothes and costume wise, and the dresses hanging up were all suitable for a three year old girl.

My mind slipped when I saw the Hello Kitty DvD collection piled in one of the cubbyholes and something me wanted to put one and watch it. Shaking my head, I told myself, “Knock it off!”

Stepping out of the closet, sitting at my vanity, I asked myself, "Is this what I'm too become, a three year old girl? If so, I need to find the amulet to change back. But how? Seeing as I don't have any of my clothes left, it's going to be difficult." At which point, I opened the drawers on the vanity and began to look through them.

Before I could get far, the smell of French Toast and bacon drew my attention and as my mind tossed back and forth between Marcus and Ashley, I picked up Angelina and skipped to the kitchen; not paying any attention to what I was doing or what I was carrying.

In the kitchen I saw mommy preparing breakfast and as she put another piece of bread in the skillet, I asked her, "Mommy, can I invite Thomas over today?"

Mommy stopped and looked at me strangely. Setting down the spatula, she squatted down in front of me and in a motherly tone asked, "Your mentor? Honey, you know that he comes over only on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Ashley, sweetie, what day is it."

I paused, my mind slipped and I squirmed around. If I could have seen myself, I'd thought I looked like my sister whenever she was asked a tough question. Finally in a girl's voice, I told her, "Fwiday." For some reason I found it difficult to pronounce the letter R. Bothered by this, I tried to get my old mind back, but was easily distracted when my mommy said something.

Tuning her back in, I heard say, "Been over this several times now sweetie. Monday and Wednesday is ballet class and Tuesday and Thursday is your mentor." Something in what she said rang true and I allowed myself to be led to the table, were mommy sat me in front of a plate.

Suddenly my old self was back and looking at the doll I was hugging protectively, I thought to myself, "What the hell just happened?"


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