”Alexis is 34,” Dave wrote, since that was her real age.
Jack looked down to see that she still looked just as young. Her eyes had changed to an almond shape, making her appear vaguely Asian, although the irises were still a deep blue. Her lips had puffed out to an almost cartoonishly large size. Her skirt had changed from a ruffled cheerleader skirt into a simple strip of red latex, and her shoes had become a matching pair of red high heels with extremely tall platforms. Before his eyes, her breasts were slowly enlarging to look more like volleyballs -- and then the bikini top disappeared, fully revealing them. Silver rings appeared, piercing both nipples.
Dave felt himself cum.
”You did it without me!” said a disappointed Alexis. She leaned forward to start licking what she could off his cock, and Dave found he was now thinking clearly enough to write, “Alexis has stopped changing,” and then, “Previous command about guests changing in my office is canceled.”
”Okay, that’s enough,” Dave said as he put the notepad and pen back down. He gently removed Alexis from his equipment and put it back in his pants.
”I guess you have to get back to work?” Looking sad, Alexis stood up. Dave looked at the topless wet dream before him. He’d written that she was 34, so why hadn’t she -- and he then noticed the photos that sat on his desk. One was of him and Alexis on vacation in Ireland a couple years ago, in front of some castle or another. In the photo, she looked much as she did now, albeit in a black latex skirt and high heels, but her breasts uncovered and proud. The other was their wedding photo from a few years before that -- he was in a tuxedo, and she was her current incredible porn-star self, wearing only a veil, an extremely short white skirt, and white platform sandals. She held a bouquet in front of her breasts, but it wasn’t big enough to hide the fact that she’d worn special nipple rings with pearls dangling from them.
Alexis was making her way around the desk, and he noticed for the first time the garland of flowers tattooed on her lower back.
”You’re 34 years old,” Dave said.
”Ugh, yeah, don’t remind me,” replied Alexis.
Since he’d only specified her calendar age, Dave realized, the pen didn’t see a need to make her look any older. So he was now, it seemed, married to the youngest-looking, hottest 34-year-old in the world. Unless --
Dave got up and raced past Alexis out of his office, where he discovered...