Lesily looked at all four generations of women all lined up in a row and wondered what to do with them. After much thinking, she came up with a really good idea. She turned to the audience and begins explaining what she’s going to do. “Ladies and gentlemen, what you see on stage is four generations of women. Despite the toddler being born two years ago, the other three women lived through many types of history. So here’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to let them all live through all parts of history both in body and mind until Wendy reached the point where she was a newborn baby. But first, I need to know when each of them were born.”
She approached Jane and started to talk to her. “Jane,” she said, “can you hear me?” Jane, who was still in her hypnotic trance, responded, “Yes…” Lesily smiled and said, “Good. Now you told me before that your baby girl is two years old. Does that mean that she was born two years ago?” And to that, Jane said in her sleepish state, “Yes. Katie was born in 2009 when I was thirty. I was planning to be pregnant when I reach that age after marriage.” Lesily listened in and was delighted by the sound of it. “Ah… Planned pregnancy.” she said, “When you know you are ready to raise a child. Now tell me, when were you born?” Jane answered, “I was born in 1979.” “Good.” Lesily said with a sly smile.
She then walked to Michelle and asked the same thing. “Now Michelle,” she started, “I know your name but I don’t know how old you are. What is your age?” Just like Jane, Michelle was in a complete trance and said, “I’m 68 years old.” “And how old were you when you gave birth to your daughter?” asked Lesily. “I gave birth to Jane when I was 36.” Michelle answered, “I had a late pregnancy and I tried constantly to have a baby.” Lesily rubbed her chin and find that completely intriguing. “Very interesting…” she said, “And what year you were born.” To that, Michelle told the woman, “1943.”
Soon after she said that, Lesily headed to the eldest of the group and told her what she told the others. “Wendy, how old are you now?” Wendy was half asleep too as she blurted out, “95 deary…” Lesily’s eyes were wide and couldn’t believe that. “95?” she said, “Wow, you must be so old! I bet you lived a very long life.” Wendy smiled and responded, “Oh yes deary, I sure did. And all this time living were the happiest years of my life.” Lesily smiled and could tell this was going to be good. “So tell me Wendy, how old were you when you gave birth to Michelle?” she asked in curiosity. “Oh deary, I brought Michelle into this world in 1943.” said Wendy, “I was 27 at the time and was a rowdy woman back then.” “So I see…” said Lesily out of interest, “And when were you born.?” In her sleepless state, Wendy said, “1916”.
Listening to all of the women, Lesily approached the stage and told the audience about them. “As you can see, all four generations lasted almost a hundred years, meaning they went through all types of historical events. It’s now time for them to relive their history lesson.” She stepped aside just to let the audience watch the show and started to talk to all the women. “Now ladies,” she started, “It’s time to take you back in time. What I’ll do make you all remember back to any points of time, from there you will stop until I continue. Do you understand?” All three women nodded in unison as the baby stared blankly while wiggling her arms and legs. Smiling, Lesily began the show. “All right ladies, let’s begin. Let’s go back to two years. The year was 2009 and little Katie wasn’t born yet.”
As she said that, the audience watched to see anything would happen. So far, they didn’t see anything much, but they noticed something surprising. They noticed that baby Katie was growing smaller in her mother’s arms and went from a toddler to an infant while her clothes changed from toddler dresses and shirts to just diapers. As she was regressing, the other women’s clothes continued to change over the months. As the baby reached newborn status, Jane’s dress vanished and she was completely naked. Just then, she was lying on a hospital bed design to push and give birth to babies. But now she was going to give birth in reverse. As she was lying on the bed, and umbilical cord grew out of Katie’s belly button and wormed its way to Jane’s vagina. Once it plunged through and was connected, the cord pulled Katie further and further into her mother’s lower region. Jane continued to take deep breaths as she could feel the reverse contractions. Within minutes, Katie’s feet plunged deep into her mother’s pussy and then her legs and body. The moment the vagina reached her head, Katie got one last look at the light before the squishy walls closed around her and was surrounded by darkness. Meanwhile, Katie continued and push backwards and backwards until her baby daughter reached her womb, blowing up her stomach. Once that was over with, the hospital bed disappeared and Jane was standing up with a 9-month belly and wearing a maternity dress. But that didn’t stop there.
Once she was nine months pregnant, her stomach started to deflate like a balloon. Slowly, her pregnancy was going back to eight, then seven, then six, and so on while Katie continues to get undeveloped. The moment she reached conception, Jane was once again naked and was developing sweat. Immediately, she collapsed on the floor and started to pleasure herself. What she was actually doing was having a reverse orgasm while Katie was nonexistent. The moment she reached self-pleasure, her hips buckled and seaman oozed out of her pussy. That means that Jane unconceived Katie and was forever gone. After her having sex in reverse, Jane got up and new clothes appeared consisting of a consecutive business blouse, a tight business skirt that goes down to below the knees, pantyhose, and a pair of 3 inch black heels. Lesily expect that she was working at a professional job during that time. She looked at the remaining three women and could tell that nothing else had changed with the exception of Jane. For she use have faint lines around her eye and mouth and there was a sprinkle of gray strands on her dull brown hair. Now her lines were fainter and there was less gray on her hair.
When the changes stopped at 2009, Lesily turned around to the audience and told them what happened. “As you can see, this family is down to three generations and Katie is long gone. I’m going to talk to all three of them individually to see how they are fairing.” She first went to Jane and said, “Jane, what year is it today?” The moment she asked that, Jane said in a hypnotic state, “2009.” “And what are you going to be doing today?” asked Lesily. “Well, after I get through with my job, my husband and I are going to celebrate our third anniversary together and then end it with a little love making.” Jane said in eager anticipation, “I promised myself that when I reach thirty, I’m going to have a baby. Let’s hope that I will make one on the first go.” Lesily smiled, knowing that it would actually happen. She the walked to Michelle and ask her something as well. “Michelle, today is 2009. How old are you now.” “66 years old.” said Michelle feeling like she’s in a deep dream. “And what are you planning to do today?” the performer asked. Michelle then smiled and said, “Oh… Just going to meet up with some friends and play some cards. Spending my time in retirement is very relaxing.” Lesily nodded and decided to ask one more thing. “So, your daughter wants to have a baby at thirty. How do you feel about that?” Michelle smiled about that thought and said, “Oh, that would be incredible. Having to be a grandmother for my daughter’s baby would be an amazing thing in my life.” After talking to her, she then went to Wendy and asked her the same thing. “Wendy…” she started, “How old were you and what are you going to do today.” “I’m 93 years old deary.” Wendy said, “And I’m going to be at the retirement center enjoying the remainder of my time there. I lived a long life and I don’t know if there’s anything else to accomplish.” “What about being a great grandmother?” Lesily then blurted out, “Would it be nice that you would have a great grandchild, being that Jane would want one at thirty.” A smile came up to her face as Wendy said, “Why, that would be the final chapter of my life. Living long enough to see another child of the family will be my finest feat yet.” With all that said, Lesily smiled and backed away from the three, continuing with her show. “Now ladies, time is moving backwards. Go back to the year 2000, the new millennia, where it’s a few seconds after midnight and everyone is celebrating. Think back to where you were and how were you celebrating it.”
The moment she said that, all three women started to regress both physically and mentally. Jane was the first, regressing down through her twenties. Her body was toning up in any place and was feeling more flexible on her arms and legs. Her face was radiant of youth as all the faint lines disappeared and the remaining gray strands disappeared completely while her brown hair was shining through the spotlights. Her clothes continued to flash over and over again, going through fashions back in time. The audience watched in awe as her clothes changed from work clothes to college fashions. In an instant, Jane turned from a professional worker to a college student going through her sophomore year. Her body was toned and healthy and her face was beautiful. She was wearing a tight fitting light blue tank top with rhinestones forming letters that says ‘Hot Girl’, an incredibly small skirt was real high above her knees, bracelets on her wrist, rhinestone earrings, and a pair of form fitting sandals. Her brown hair was short and done up in a ponytail, bouncing freely to the movement. Though she was a college woman, she looked a little tipsy with her make up smudged up and her hair a little messy. Lesily guessed that Jane spent her new year getting drunk for her new years.
Michelle was going through the same thing. Her body was regaining a little bit of her youth. Her body was thinning and the fat tissue was building up. Her saggy breasts risen a bit and her hips shrank from its puffy muffin top. Her face tightened a little bit and her hair, which was mostly gray was showing a few strands of dull black. The clothes on her continued to change through time and was getting less elderly. When she reached the year 2000, she became a 57-year-old middle age woman. She was wearing a long red dress that goes down to below her ankles, beige pantyhose; a pair of red high heels, and her hair was permed up. She looked like she was going to a New Years Eve party.
Wendy was regressing too, going backwards through her life. Though nothing much had changed in her body, everyone noticed that her spine looked a little straightened but still in her walker. That clothes that were changing were the same type of clothes, old lady dresses. Her changes stopped at the year 2000 and she was still the same as she was wearing her long flower dress and slippers.
Lesily looked at each of the changes find it quite odd that all three women were more different. Curious, she approached Jane and talked to her. “Jane, if you can hear me, can you tell me what year this is and how old are you.” Jane was incredibly drunk as she slurred some sentences, saying, “Oh… It’s New Years Eve!! Woo Hoooo!!!! I love being 21!! Yeah!!!!” Cocking an eyebrow, Lesily was confused and said, “Whoa… Slow down girl. Are you a little drunk?” Jane gave a hick and responded back in the drunkest way possible. “Oh yeah… My sorority is celebrating a New Years bash with the boys at the frat. Go Kapa Yaga Mana!!! Since I’m twenty-one, I can drink whatever I want!! So far I already have five glasses of beer, seven martinis, three bottles of vodka, two Coronas, four tequilas, and a huge funnel of dark rum. Oh my god… I feel so drunk; I want to make out with every guy in the party! Come on boys!! I got some pussy here to you to fu-“ Quickly, Lesily stopped her there before she looses her mind. “Whoa girl! Slow down. I think you had a little too much to drink. Why don’t we take you to bed and have a little nap?” She was about to get a hold of Jane’s arm, but Jane slapped her and boasted out loud. “NO!!!” she yelled out loud, “This is my night!!! I’m not going to have some party pooper ruin by time. I’m going to party, and I will continue to party until the break of dawn! Party! Party!! Party!!! PARTY!!!!” Immediately, she crashed on the floor and was passed out in an instant. Lesily looked down at the now passed out college girl and sighed to herself. She looked at the audience and told them what happened. “Looks like Jane was a complete party girl backing college. Let’s see how the other ladies fair.”
She approached the two women and asked them the same thing. “And what about you two?” she asked, “How old are the both of you and what are you doing on New Years?” Michelle was the first to answer and said, “I’m 57 years old and I’m spending my New Years with a few friends at a party. We are having a blast here. Campaign, fancy food, great music… What a lovely party.” Lesily turned to Wendy and ask the same thing. “And what about you Wendy?” Wendy’s answer was, “I’m 83-years old deary… And I’m just spending my time watching the New Years party on TV. I feel better staying at the comforts at home then spending it at any parties. So noisy and crowded.” Lesily then wondered something else and said, “Tell me ladies, what do you think of Jade. How is she fairing in college?” Michelle smiled and said, “Oh she’s doing excellent. She’s working hard to get her degree and is sacrificing everything to reach her goal.” “Indeed,” Wendy implied, “We are proud of her. We never lasted that long in college. I bet she’s spending her new years studying all night.” What they didn’t know was that their minds are stuck on that time and where they were. They don’t have the slightest clue that she was at a party drunk out of her mind. Lesily looked over at Jane and could tell she was wasted and was snoring in her sleep. “Right…” she said, “She likes to put her nose on her books.”
Once she talked to them, she approached the audience and told them everything. “As you can see ladies and gentlemen, all three women celebrated their millennium new year differently. Wendy stayed at home and watched it on TV, Michelle went to a party with some friends, and Jane… Well… Let’s just say she is one wild child. Now let’s see what they’re like in the nineties.” She turned to the girls once again and said to them, “All right ladies, ready to take another trip? I want you all to go back to 1994, back when Clinton was president, when Snoop Dogg released his hit ‘Gin and Juice’, and the seventeenth annual Olympics was held at Lillehammer, Norway.”
Again, the women regressed down in body and mind. For Jane, the changes were much noticeable to the audience. Immediately, she got up and was completely sober, standing up like she didn’t drink at all. The crowd watched as Jane grew smaller, leaving her twenties and racing downwards to teen hood. Her body erode away as the muscles she kept during her years in college melted away. Though she lost her fit body in college, she still obtains her toneness to that of a high school girl. Other parts of her body that made her a woman soon followed. Her C cup breasts begin to deflate, going to perky B cups to a pair of AA cups. Men watched as they saw her cleavage looking less and less attractive. Her hips compressed and flatten, as her hourglass figure was looking less curvy. Even her face subjected to the change. Her oval structure rounded, her nose grew smaller, her lips flattened, her ears shrank, and her eyes looked less elegant and more innocent. A sprinkle of freckles dotted her forehead while a few pimples appeared hear and there from time to time. There was this one time that her teeth had braces on her since they were removed when she was seventeen. The ponytail on her brown hair began to unravel itself as her hair grew longer. But as it grew longer, something strange happened. The moment it stopped getting longer, it immediately got shorter as the color of her hair got lighter. At first, the audience thought it was nothing but a haircut, but then the hair continue to get shorter and shorter. They also notice that her clothes belong to teens in the nineties but they were continuing to look more rebellious. They even caught a glimpse of a piercing on her nose. In moments, Jane had become once a college girl was now a high school outcast and the age of fifteen. She was wearing a black T-Shirt with the title, ‘Nirvana’ printed in white letters, faded blue jeans with holes ripped from her ankles, and a pair of Converse back sneakers with short white socks. Her face was in the crossroads between feminine and childish with her hair shrunk to the point that it looks almost shaven while a long bang covered part of her face blocking one eye.
Michelle’s regression was a bit lighter then her daughter’s. All over her body, fat from old age is slowly depleting as her arms and legs were getting a little more tone. Her breasts were rising higher and loosing most of her sagginess. Her face was getting tighter as the wrinkles on her skin slowly faded. Her hair was showing loosing more of its gray as more black strands were returning. Her clothes kept on changing as they went from a couple of dresses to casual clothes for a middle age woman. The moment she reached 1994, Michelle was still a middle age woman of 51. She was wearing a red blouse, large blue jeans, and regular type of sneakers.
Wendy’s changes were a little drastic. Her spine continued to straighten as her body was at the almost right position. Her walker then disappeared, only to be replacing by a cane for balance. Her hair, which was completely white, was showing signs of it darkening to gray. Even her clothes were less elderly and more middle age. So she went from being 83 to 77 years old with a dress that would fit her age.
Soon after the next change of the phase, Lesily rubbed her chin and finds this pretty interesting. Approaching a now teenage Jane, she asked her, “So Jane tell me. How old are you?” Jane looked at the woman with a deep glare and said, “I’m fifteen years old. What kind of stupid question is that?” Lesily was appealed by that remark. It’s almost like she was angry at something. She brushed that aside and continued with her talk, saying, “Now Jane, how are you doing in high school. I bet you have some great grades.” Jane response to that was to turn his head away and had a look of disgust. She then went on and said, “High school? Pft… That place is nothing more then a prison to me. Keeping me all locked up listening to the same boring lectures day in and day out. It really pisses me off! I don’t want to live in a society that keeps people like me behind bars. I want to live free doing whatever I want to do. I hope those dumb teachers should go to hell!” Lesily immediately waved her hands to told her to calm down. “Whoa there!” she said, “Ease off girl. Don’t want to get yourself another period right?” Once she got her to calm down, she went to Michelle and said the same thing. “Michelle, how old are you?” Michelle answered: “51.” “And how are you fairing with your daughter?” the performer continued on. Michelle sighed to herself and said, “Oh, absolutely terrible. My daughter is doing bad in school. And it’s not like she’s not studying, she just doesn’t care about her education or her life. What happened to my girl? She was once a carefree girl back when she was a child. But since she had gotten to the wrong type of crowd, she turned into a rebel of society. She doesn’t care about her family or her future. All she cares about is herself! Oh what have I done to her that made her an outcast?” Lesily groaned to herself and knew this was bad. She then approached Wendy and asked, “And what about you Wendy? How old are you?” Wendy simply answered, “I’m 77 deary.” Lesily continued, “And what do you think of your granddaughter’s behavior as of late.” Wendy just shrugged her shoulders and said, “Oh it’s nothing that bad. Sure my daughter is worried about Jane, but that’s the type of thing teenagers go through. When they reached their teens they have a tendency of choosing their own lives and living it to the fullest. Heck, my daughter in the fifties had a strange thing with poodle skirts, having crushes on those greasers, and listening to Elvis. It’s a simple phase most girls go through in that decade. But she let that behind and moved on to something different in the sixties. Ah those were the days.”
Lesily listened to all three women and was intrigued at their different opinions. Heading back to the audience, she told them, “Well apparently in the nineties these women must’ve been through different ways of life. Wendy’s just a regular elderly who thinks all teens go through changes. Michelle is a mother worried about her daughter’s future. And Jane here is somewhat a rebel without a cause. So basically there have been some trouble with this family. Let me see if I can fix that.” She turned back to the girls and went to the forth phase. “Now girls, time to move backwards in time. Think back to the year 1985 where South American lifts its ban on interracial marriages, “We Are the World” was recorded, and where the Nintendo Entertainment System was first introduced.” So the women listened and their bodies went to another trip.
Jane’s regression was more drastic as her body went backwards through puberty. Her size shrank completely as she was below the three and a half mark. What’s left of her breasts disappeared completely as her chest was as flat as a board while her nipples were the size of pennies. What’s left of her hourglass figure was long gone as her hips flattened more and were looking completely boyish. The toneness of her arms and legs melted away, leaving nothing but skinny twigs. Her face entered childhood as well as her cheeks round and puffed up, her nosed shorten and became button like, her ears were small, her eyes more innocent, her lips void of any plush, and freckles invading her face. Her hair grew back and looked short and puffy for a child and was sandy brown. Her clothes made the journey downward through time as flashed of them went from teenage styles to completely childish. Soon enough, Jane became a 6-year-old little girl without a care in the world. Her clothes now consist of an oversize T-shirt with an imprint picture of Madonna in the front, big enough to cover her lower area that had little girl’s underwear on and she was completely bare footed.
Michelle’s changes were serious as well as her youth was slowly returning. Her body was slowly getting back to tip top shape as she was regaining muscles on her arms and legs. Her breasts went up higher and were plumping up to when they were ripe. Her stomach, which had developed a lot of body fat over the years shrank and was showing signs of tightness around the edges. The varicose veins that are one her arms and legs were slowly fading away while her skin was getting less rough and smoother. Her face, though sagging was tightening around her cheeks at the wrinkles slowly faded away and she was looking less tired. More gray left her hair as she now has a mix of salt and pepper all over as her hair changes style to make it look like a look from the eighties. Her clothes went back in time as they went to the nineties to the eighties. In a matter of minutes, Michelle has become a middle age 42 year old. She was wearing a long sweater dress that goes down to her knees with black and blue stripes design, pantyhose, a bracelet on her right wrist and a pair of black dress high heel shoes.
Wendy’s changes were a little more different. Though she was skinny cause of her old age, it would appear that fat was slowly coming back to her. Her back was almost straight and she was able to stand on her own. But she still held on to her can under doctor’s orders. Her hair is mostly gray with bits of white dotting all over her head. Fashions continued to change over the years as she felt a little more comfortable showing off. Once the changes stopped, she had become a 68-year-old senior citizen wearing a Hawaiian mumu dress that goes down way below her knees and red high heel shoes.
With the changes done with, Lesily watched on and was pleased that the family looked a little better then last time. She headed to wear Jane is and asked her the same type of question she always does. “Hello Jane.” she started off. “How are you feeling today?” Jane response is somewhat cheery with a childish lisp coming through her mouth. She said, “Oh I feel great!” Lesily smiled and liked the results of Jane. She then said, “Now Jane, how old are you now?” How Jane responded is by lifting her hands to Lesily’s face and showing her six fingers. “I’m dis many years old!” she said in complete glee. “And what are you going to do today?” Lesily finished with her questions. “Oh I’m going to go to my friend’s house next door today and listen to the new song from Madonna. It is my favorite one! I can’t get it out of my head. ‘Get into the groove. La da de da do. You’re the one for me.’” Lesily couldn’t help but laugh at the fact that Jane was in fact a sweet girl back in her time trying to figure out the lyrics of Madonna. She headed back to Michelle and asked her, “So Michelle, how old are you?” Michelle’s answer in a clear less raspy voice said, “42 years old.” “And what do you think about your daughter?” Lesily continued. Michelle had a wide smile on her face and said, “Oh she’s doing great! Always full of energy and fun. And to think, she was once a young infant I was holding in my arms. Now look at her! She’s growing up oh so fast. I can tell that she’s going to have a big future ahead of her.” After listening to Michelle, Lesily went to Wendy and said, “And Wendy, how old are you today?” Wendy said in a crisp yet low voice, “I’m 68 years old.” Lesily said next, “And how are you feeling today?” “I’m doing great.” Wendy then responded, “Though my feels like it’s hurting a little bit. The doctor told me that I need to have a cane to support my back. But I’m pretty sure that the pain will go away in a few weeks.” Lesily gave out a sly smile and remembered Wendy in a walker back when she was really old. She would be in for a surprise.
She turned to the audience and told them, “And so ladies and gentlemen, these women have now entered the eighties. As you can see, Jane went through many stages. She started off as a mother, then a drunken sorority college girl, then a teenage outcast, to a carefree child. Michelle is a happy mother that’s so proud of her daughter. Wendy here is back to standing up straight, though it’s evident that its where her spine was beginning to bend. Now lets start with the next phase.” Turning back to the girls, she told them, “Now ladies, its time for another trip. This time however, I want you to think back to when Jane was an infant of 6 months. Somewhere between the 1980 and 1979.” So the three regressed once more and the changes were looking interesting.
Jane’s changes were the most anticipated as she regressed down her childhood and entering babyhood. Her body shrank incredibly where baby fat slowly appeared on her arms and legs the moment she passed five. Her flat stomach bloated out while her face got chubby. The teeth in her mouth, which changed from adult to baby through her teens, sank back into her guns. Her hair grew smaller and smaller until it was nothing but a tuft of light brown hair. Her clothing continued to change more and more until the only thing she had left of a diaper on. As she was reaching her designated age, she legs started to wobble as she sat on the floor with a small thump, meaning she passed the time of her first steps. So Jane soon became a 6-month-old baby girl.
Michelle’s changes a little bit as she regressed to the time that her baby daughter of 6 months old. Her body got more toned and her muscles on the arms and legs were returning. Her breasts swelled up and were big and round, looking close to D cups. Her stomach was lean and broad though there were signs of stretch marks around them after giving birth to Jane. Her face was youthening as wrinkles turned into faint lines and her cheekbones were tightening. Her eyes were getting less tired while her hair had only less gray and more black. It also gotten more shorter then before, like almost a boys cut. And her clothes changed more and more, reaching to the point she has to wear dresses and styles at the beginning of the eighties. With her changes stopped, she had become a 37-year-old woman wearing a nightgown that showed a little cleavage. When baby Jane saw her mother, she slowly crawled to her. When Michelle looked down at her, she bent down, and picked her up the moment she reached her mother. In an instant, Michelle cradled the baby and sang her a lullaby, putting her to sleep. The crowd watched it and were in awe at the boding between mother and daughter.
Wendy’s changes were a little better then the previous ones. For one she gained some weight after loosing most of it in her elderly age. In seconds, her spine disappeared and she was standing straight up, getting her back to the time before her back hurts. Her face started to thin as the joules of her chin were less flabby. Even her breasts seem to be rising up from her chest. Her clothes kept on changing through time, but it was only muumuu dresses. Once the changed were finished, she was a 64-year-old senior citizen wearing a muumuu dress with floral designs on the surface.
After the changes, Lesily went the Michelle and said, “Michelle, if you can hear me, tell me how old you are.” Michelle sighed and said, “I’m 37-years-old.” Lesily went on with the questions and said, “And how is baby Jane doing? Is she doing fine?” Michelle smiled a little bit and said to her, “More then fine. She’s beautiful. I can’t believe that six months ago I gave birth to her. Now I’m a mother! There might be some bumps along the way, but I know that Jane will be happy for years to come.” And what of you Wendy?” Lesily asked while turning to the older woman, “How old are you?” “Sixty-four.” was Wendy’s answer. “And how does it feel to be a grandmother?” Lesily said next. “It feels wonderful.” answered Wendy, “I can’t believe my daughter gave birth to a child of her own. This is my next chapter in my life and I cannot believe I would be a grandmother. I can imagine what my granddaughter will do in the years to come.”
Lesily looked back at the audience and said, “As you can see folks, Wendy, Michelle, and Jane are one happy family. Now let’s make these three generations two.” She turned to them and went on saying, “Jane, Michelle, Wendy, it’s time to go back once again. This time however, I want you all to think back before Jane even exist, like a day before she was conceived.”
So the three of them regressed again. Both Wendy’s and Michelle’s ages went down a year, making them both 36 and 63 respectively. But for Jane, it wasn’t the case. She was growing smaller and smaller in her mother’s arms, reaching the size of a newborn. Her hair grew incredibly small that it was thin and wispy as her body got extremely pudgy. The moment she passed the newborn mark, an umbilical cord grew out of her belly button and wormed its way to Michelle’s vagina. The moment it came out, Michelle was completely naked and standing in a kiddie swimming pool. Lesily guessed that she gave birth to Jane at home. The moment the pool appeared, Michelle lay in the pool in the back while the cord grew and was getting closer to her pussy. The second it plunged through it, the cord connected to her inside and was beginning to pulled little Jane into it. Michelle moaned in ecstasy as her felt the cord worm its way into her system. The moment Jane reached her, her legs dove through her nether regions and started to suck her in more and more. Michelle could feel it all and was moaning and breathing trying to relieve it. Jane continued to plunge deeper as the vaginal cavity passed through her body. Now all that’s left on the outside was her head as she’s about to enter into her mother’s pussy. After one huge reversal push, Jane was sucked into it completely and sliding deeper into her mother’s body. Michelle continued to contract harder and harder as her stomach ballooned out so suddenly. After taking an immediate breather, Michelle got up as the pool disappeared and she was wearing Maternity clothes of the late 70s.
Though unbirthing Jane was finished, the reversal process didn’t. As soon as she unbirthed her, her belly grew smaller and smaller and Jane got less developed. Michelle’s clothes kept on changing, as maternity clothes continued to look less and less. Once Michelle’s stomach was flat, she was completely naked and laid there on the floor. Immediately, she was panting and sweating as she was about to have a reverse orgasm. After many deep breaths, she screamed out loud in a complete orgy. At the same time, white ooze came out of her vagina as she moaned in ecstasy. What that was is really Jane’s sperm as she was unconceived in mere seconds. Once Michelle is done with her reversal make out, she got up on stage and her clothes appeared in an instant.
With Jane out of the picture, Lesily approached the two and continued to talk with them. She said, “Michelle, Wendy, I want to know what year is it and how old you two are.” Michelle was the first to speak as she said, “It’s 1979 and I’m 36 years old.” Then is was Wendy’s turn as she said, “And I am 63.” Lesily nodded and said, “So Michelle, tell me… How is your marriage?” Michelle just sighed to herself and said, “Pretty good, I guess. We are celebrating our 4th anniversary together in Hawaii and it was beautiful. The palm trees, the nightclubs, the restaurants. It’s all so beautiful. Though, I do think we would make a baby while we’re on this trip. I can feel my biological clock ticking and I don’t want to miss out on it.” Lesily turned to Wendy and asked her, “And what about you Wendy? What are you doing today?” Wendy’s answer was, “Well, I’m just going to go out and walk in the park. A senior citizen like me needs to be physically fit right?” Lesily nodded and agreed with her, but knows that her spine would bend in the coming years. She then went on saying, “And how is your daughter doing?” “She’s doing fine.” was Wendy’s response, “She and her husband is having their 4th anniversary in Hawaii and I’m sure she’s having a wonderful trip.” “Would it be even wonderful if your daughter decides to have a baby?” Lesily finished. Wendy smiled and thought it would be nice to become a grandmother. She then said, “Oh that will be wonderful. Having my own grandchild could make my day much more better.”
Lesily listened to the two and was glad at what they were saying. She then looked towards the crowd and said to them, “Now that Jane is out of the picture, we now have two generations of women. Now let’s continue going backwards in life.” Turning to the two, she now said, “Wendy and Michelle, time it going backwards once again. Think back to 1975, back when disco rain supreme in the music industry. Think about that time.”
So the two regressed up to that year. Michelle’s body got trimmed and her breasts lifted up and expanded to the size of C-cups. Her hips were back to its luscious hourglass figure and her butt was plumped and round. Her skin was soft as the veins on her arms and legs faded completely. Her face now adorns faint lines as her eyes seem to be less tired. Even her hair had now gray streaks on them and was regaining its luster. But during that time, something odd happened. Though the audience didn’t know it yet, but her hair was starting to kink and curl, slowly rising upwards and puffing up. Soon enough, her hair has turned into an Afro, a popular style back in the seventies. Then her clothes changed into fashions in the disco clubs. Within minutes, Michelle became a 32-year-old disco dancer wearing a skin tight one piece latex white go go dress that shoes some cleavage with pants that have the bell bottom seam, a pair of 6-inch white platform shoes, hoop earrings dangling on her ears, and 70 style sunglasses to give her a sexy look.
For Wendy, her changes were interesting. As she regressed, she continued to gain weight, then quickly loose some. Apparently the moment she gained fat over the years of bad dieting, her regression is causing her body to loose it as well. Her breasts were rising higher on her chest and they seem to be plumped for the time. Her stomach, which was bloated at the time, began to decrease in weight as the flabbiness on her arms and legs were starting to tone up. Her face tightened some more and some of the sagginess vanished along the way. Her hair permed up and it was all gray with no white streaks anywhere. Her clothes were changing constantly to make her look fit in her body. Now Wendy is a 59-year-old woman wearing a Mollie Parnis maxi red dress, silk pantyhose, and a pair of red heel dress shoes.
Lesily went back to them and asked them again. “Michelle, what is your age?” Michelle’s answer was, “I’m 32.” “And I see you’re wearing a unique dress.” Lesily went on, “Where are you going with that?” Michelle had a sevious smile and responded, “Oh… Me and the girls are going to the club to have a bachlorette party. I’m going to get married in a few days and I need to celebrate my time as a single woman tonight. I hope there are a lot of handsome men at the club.” Lesily chuckled and couldn’t believe that Michelle was once a wild woman before marriage. Looking towards Wendy, she said to her, “And how old are you Wendy?” “59-years-old.” Wendy responded in a hypnotic voice. “And how’s your daughter fairing before her marriage?” Lesily finished. Wendy thought of that and said, “Oh, I think she’s fairing well. The whole thing about marriage and proposals and such is really getting into her head. At least she’s finally getting a break from all of it. I bet she’s relaxing in the porch at home.” Looking back at Michelle, Lesily gave off a quirky smile and said to her, “You have no idea.”
With the talk done with, Lesily told the crowd, “It would seem that they are at the time before Michelle was to be married. And apparently Michelle was a real party animal. That could explain why Jane was a crazy one back in college. Let’s try something else.” She turned to the two and said, “Now girls, let’s got back to the year of 1969, the day that Woodstock took place.”
And so the two regressed to that year. Michelle’s body thinned and toned to the point that she looked like a super model. Her breasts perk up and were the size of basketballs. Her hips curvy and stomach toned up that it showed some nearly visible abs. Her arms and legs had feminine muscles and were flexible at every turn. Her face was extremely beautiful with flat cheekbones, glimmering eyes, plushy lips, thin dainty nose, and a pointed chin. Her hair collapsed and lost the Afro and cascaded down her shoulders. Now her hair was all wavy and flowing through the wind. Her clothes kept on changing from the seventies to the late sixties. The changes are done and Michelle was now twenty-six. But then Lesily noticed something different in her clothes. What she was wearing was a tie die shirt that expose her stomach, a silk purple flowing skirt, a pair of purple round sunglasses with the piece sign on each lens, and she was barefoot. Not only that, but her long wavy hair had flowers and sparkles dotted all over the place. Lesily looked at that and could tell that Michelle had become a hippie who she believes participated at Woodstock.
Wendy’s regression was making her feel better. Her body continued to thin and she was gaining muscles. Her breasts went up and were getting a little plumped for the next few years. And the various veins were noticeable on her arms and legs. Her face tightened a little more and the wrinkles on her face seem to be less noticeable. Her gray hair then shortened and permed up, making it look like a style resembling that of a late sixties woman. Lesily then took a close look and noticed that Wendy’s hair had changed color as a few of the strands now had dull blonde on them. The performer thought about it and find it strange that all three generations had different hair colors. For example, Jane’s hair color was sandy brown, Michelle’s hair color was black, and Wendy’s hair color was blonde. Her probable guess was that they took their hair colors after their fathers. But she decided to brush that aside and watched on as the changes kept going. Her clothes also changed to match that sixties look. So now Wendy has become 53-year-old woman who has just left middle age behind. She was wearing a Perma-prest shirtdress that goes down to her mid legs with a leopard print design, white pearls dotting her necklace, and a pair of tan three inch high heel dress shoes.
With the transformation done, Lesily approached the two and went on talking. She first went to Michelle and asked, “How old are you Michelle and what are you doing today?” Michelle smiled and told her, “I’m 26 and I’m hear with my friends for Woodstock. This is a groovy experience. We get to see great artist like Hendrix, Grateful Dead, The Who, Jefferson Airplane, The Band, oh just about the most psycadelic bands in the universe. I love every bit of it! This is by far the craziest of times I ever had in my life. Peace, Love, and Music my people! Peace, Love, and Music.” Lesily nodded and now knew that Michelle took part of Woodstock. Turning to Wendy, she said, “And Wendy, what about you? How old are you and what do you think your daughter is doing today?” “I’m 53 years old.” Wendy responded, “And my daughter is with some friends on a road trip. They’ve been going around the countryside for a few days and she’s been calling me to let me know where she is. I can’t believe she’s living it on her own. It almost feels like yesterday that I was raising her.” Lesily nodded and could tell that Wendy didn’t know her daughter was at Woodstock. But she brushed that aside and left the two.
Heading to the crowd, she told them all, “So now we see what they look like during the Woodstock era. Michelle, a free spirited daughter and Wendy, a hard working mother. Both seem to have no care in the world. Let’s see if we can make their lives a little more better.” She turned to them and said, “Ladies, think back to the year 1956. Back to when girls are wearing poodle skirts, greasers and hot rods rule the road, and Elvis was the king of rock n roll.”
The two then regressed down to 1956. Michelle’s changes were much, though she left her hippie life style and moved on the other important fads. But just as she was passing twenty at 1963, other changes took place. For the moment she left her twenties, she was developing less and less. Her height shot down from 5’6 to 4’3 as she was going from one shrunk spurt to another. At the same time, her body was removing all the womanly attributes she had. For one, her breasts began to degrade themselves, shrinking and flattening on her chest. Her hips shrank on the sides as her hourglass looked less and less curvy. Her muscle tone on her arms and legs thinned and were getting skinny. Her face was taking the worse for well. Her skull structure got rounder and her cheeks look a little puffy. Freckles appeared at the bridge of her nose and started to spread on her forehead. At the same time, pimples come and go just about everywhere. Her ears were getting smaller as her eyes were growing bigger. Plus her nose got smaller and wider while her mouth shrank in the sides while her lips deflated completely. Her hair grew completely shorter, but it was still long enough to be up her shoulders. Her hair then went up by itself and twisted it around, forming into a 50s style ponytail. Her clothes then kept on changing, looking less mature and more childish. Now what was once a mature woman has become a 13-year-old adolescent teenager with A-cup breasts and less womanly figure. She also sported a turquoise blue blouse, a pink poodle skirt that goes down to her knees, reading glasses on her eyes, and a pair of black slip on shoes. Lesily looked at her and thought that she was an early bloomer.
Wendy changes were getting better and better by the second. Her body trimmed down and it made her look like she was fully fit. Her breasts plumped up to the point they were fully round. Her hips puffed up and curved her waist and her stomach thinned up and was almost flat and thin. Muscle fat took over her arms and legs and she was getting fitter and fitter. Her face then got finer by tightening her skin, wrinkling less, and her eyes getting less tired. Her hair kept perming itself up and more blonde strands dominated her gray. The clothes on her were getting more professional and took over her maturity. In a matter of minutes, Wendy has become of forty-year-old cougar with a killer body for her age. Her clothes consisted like something for a 50’s sitcom complete with a buttoned blouse and flowing skirt that goes down to her knees with a matching red plaid design and a pair of red dress shoes.
Lesily started to head to the two and said to Michelle, “Now Michelle, it’s the year 1956. Mind telling me how old you are.” Michelle giggles and said in her youthening squeaky voice, “I’m thirteen.” “And what pray tell are you going to do?” was Lesily’s next question. “Me and my friends are going to go to the malt shop across town.” Answered Michelle, “One of my friend’s brother has his driver’s license and he going to take us all to the place. I’ve already ask for my mom’s permission and she says I can go.” She then turned to Wendy and told her, “How old are you Wendy?” Wendy’s response was, “I’m forty and I’m proud of it.” Lesily then continued the conversation by saying, “And what about your daughter. You want her to go with her friends to the malt shop in your town. How do you feel about that?” Wendy thought of that and said to her, “Well, I think it would be O.K. She’s already a growing girl. Just look at her. She’s thirteen and is already developing as a woman. It’s obvious she needs to spend more time with her friends then with me. She needs to talk to people just so she could prepare for the years to come. I can’t wait till she’s all grown up and out on her own.”
Lesily nodded and went back to her audience. “As you can see,” she started, “these two use to have a close bond. But of course the coming of age is make Michelle distant from her mother. I’m pretty sure they have a great bond together a few years back. Let’s take a look at their bond. Shall we?” She turned to the two and went on saying, “Now Michelle and Wendy, let’s take you back a couple of more years. Think back to 1948 where World War II has taken place. That would be a good start.”
The two then went back to the year 1948. Michelle’s changes have become more drastic as what’s left of her womanly attributes vanished in seconds. She shrank even more as she was now below the four-foot mark. Her breasts flattened as her nipples shrank to mere dots. Her hips compressed and her waist was flat to the side. All muscle tone was lost on her arms and legs and was left with skinny appendages with knobby knees. Her face crossed childhood with freckles spreading like crazy, a dimple nose, innocent eyes, puffy cheeks, and indistinctable lips. Her ponytail was unraveled and let her hair flowing long. But then it retied itself into two knots, forming lower pigtails. Her clothes changed into elegant child attire that were adorn in the forties. Now Michelle had become a 5-year-old child wearing a child blouse, a plaided skirt, and pair of Mary Jane shoes with white socks that go up to below her knees.
Wendy’s body thinned what’s left of her excess fat as the moved through her thirties. Her breasts were firm and bounce while her curved waist revealed a shapely hourglass figure. The muscles on her arms and legs where tight and very luscious. Even her face, though covered in now faint lines around her eyes and mouth, looked very eloquent. Her hair lost her perm and grew long while gray streaks were all that’s left of her blonde tresses. The moment her hair grew long, it twisted itself around and made a perfectly style perm for women in the forties. Her clothes even went back to the time where fashions were contemporary. When the changes stopped, Wendy became a 32-year-old young mother wearing a wool Traina-Norell short dress that goes down to below her knees and buttons in the middle, a fitting hat that matches her dress and a pair of Gucci pump shoes.
Lesily watched the whole thing go down and couldn’t help but to be in awe at this mother and daughter metamorphosis. She approached the two and told them, “All right girls, I want to know about your age.” Wendy was the first to answer and said, “I’m 32 years old.” Followed by Michelle who said in an extremely childish voice, “And me five!” Lesily nodded and like how they look together. Bending down to look at Michelle, she told her, “Now Michelle, how’s your mother. Is she taking good care of you?” Michelle smiled, showing her little baby teeth, and said to her, “Oh yes! My mommy takes real good care of me. She’s the best mommy ever!” Immediately, she rushed right to her mother and hugged her legs. The audience watched on and couldn’t help but to feel heart felt by this moment. Lesily then got up and asked Wendy, “And Wendy, how are you in taking care of your daughter?” Wendy looks down to see her daughter hugging her legs. She immediately bent down and picked her daughter up just to hold her. Lesily watched this and could understand why Wendy’s back was broken in the first place back when she was incredibly old. She of course brushed that aside and started to listen in. Once Wendy stood up with Michelle in her arms, she told Lesily, “Well, so far I’m doing all right. I can’t believe I gave birth to this little angel at a young age. At first I was scared at raising her. But now, I couldn’t help but feel happy about her. It’s going to be a bumpy road from here on out. But I will take care of her no matter what.” She hold tightly to Michelle and had so much love and care for her.
Lesily smirked and like this type of loving. She approached the crowed and said, “Now they are such a lovely family are they? Nothing says caring like and mother and daughter bonding together. But I wonder what they were like the moment when Michelle was born? Only one way to find out.” She turned to them and said, “And now your two, I want the both of you to go back to the time when Michelle was born. Go back to the time when Michelle was only a few days old.”
Again, the two regressed to when Michelle was a new born. Michelle continued to get smaller and smaller in her mother’s arms as baby fat accumulated in her body. Her hair unraveled and grew shorter and shorter until it was nothing but small black curls on her head. Her head and face got extremely cuter with a button nose, big eyes, and no teeth in her mouth. All of her clothes were gone, only to be replaced with a diaper. And not just any diaper, it was a cloth diaper. Michelle, after over fifteen minutes, went from being a 68-year-old senior citizen to a few days old newborn infant. As for Wendy, her body developed a little fat on her stomach, but that was because she gave birth to her daughter. Still nothing much has changed for her as the years melted away. But her face was smoothing out as the faint lines vanished in an instant. And the remainder of the gray streaks were gone and all that’s left were her blonde tresses as the luster and shine returned on the surface. Her clothes kept on changing until she reached to just only her hospital gown. The moment she was in that outfit, an old hospital bed appeared and she was lying on it. Lesily looked at the scene and could tell that the two went back to the year 1944, where Wendy was 28 and she gave birth to Michelle.
She then approached the two and told Wendy, “Why hello Wendy! Fancy in seeing you here. So how are you feeling?” Wendy listened in and thought that Lesily was a nurse. So she said to her, “Oh, I’m doing pretty fair I guess.” “And how’s your baby?” Lesily continued on, “Is she doing okay?” Wendy sighed to herself and said, “I think she’s doing all right. She is perfectly healthy. At least that’s what the doctor said. Though I wasn’t planning on having a baby to begin with. One minute I had a one night stand with a stranger and next minute, I was pregnant. All my dreams of being popular have shattered in an instant. But looking at this baby, my baby, I soon realized she needed someone to look up to. And all the things I have to do gone in an instant, I guess my only choice is to raise her and let her grow up around me. I think that’s what she wants.”
Lesily listened in and could tell that Wendy had a future to get ready for, of course that was until she got pregnant unexpectedly. So she got to her people and said, “Apparently, Wendy wanted to live a star in the glamour. But that one night ruined everything. Let’s see if we can fix that.” Turning to the woman in the bed with her infant, she said to them, “All right Wendy and Michelle, time to get back in time. But I want you to go back before Michelle’s conception, back to before Wendy met this guy, back to when Wendy had her future waiting for her.”
And the two kept on regressing to that time. A few days have passed as Michelle reached being a newborn. As she passed it, and umbilical cord came out of her belly button and grew longer. It immediately plunged into Wendy’s vagina and drove deep into her cervix. Once connected, Michelle and being pulled into her mother and getting closer to entry. As she reached her, her legs were the first to enter, then, her waist, and body. Wendy could feel every reverse contraction as she breathed harder and harder. Finally, the head was all that’s left as it sucked itself in and disappeared into the pussy. Wendy screamed out loud as she was in pain, going through a major reverse contraction. After all that pain, Wendy’s stomach ballooned out and she was nine months pregnant with Michelle. The bed then disappeared and Wendy was standing straight up wearing a cloth maternity dress. The moment she was pregnant, her belly deflated and going backwards in months. Flatter and flatter it gets as Michelle gets less and less developed. Finally, when her stomach is flat, Wendy collapsed on the ground and was completely naked. Panting and sweating, she was experiencing a reverse orgasm. After one loud scream, seaman squirted out of her pussy, which was in fact Michelle’s sperm half leaving her mother’s body. With the sperm dried up and Michelle forever gone, Michelle got up and had some clothes on. This time however, her clothes were completely different. What she was wearing was a silk like gown that goes below her knees and had a neckline where you could see her D-Cup cleavage. She also had on a pearly necklace that goes down to her chest, a pair of 4-inch high heels, and a dome like hat that was popular in the 30s and early 40s. She almost looks like a hooker circa 1940s.
Lesily looked at that and finds this very strange. Walking to her, she started to ask her, “Wendy, do you know how old you are?” Wendy just looked at the performer and told her, “What is that? A stupid question? I’m twenty-seven!” Lesily stepped back and was shocked to hear Wendy’s reaction. Shaking that thought, she continued to conversation by saying, “Well Wendy, what are you planning to do today?” Wendy shrugged her shoulders and responded, “I’m going meet up with this agent a friend of mine told me about. All my life, I want to be a movie star, becoming a celebrity in Tinsel Town and be very famous. And I heard he’s a big deal in Hollywood. So my friend set up a meeting with him and a local bar. Once there he’s going to talk to me about all this business stuff he tells his other clients. Once that settles, then my dreams of being a star is going to be complete. Now are we done here? This agent is coming any minute now and I can’t have my time wasted on you?”
Lesily listened and should’ve known that. She said to her audience, “Apparently Wendy here had a dream of being a movie star and was about to talk to an agent. But from what we could tell, the agent wanted to do more then talk. And it could explain why Wendy got pregnant with Michelle in the first place. Not to mention she’s in a really bad mood. We better start fixing that up.” Looking to Wendy, she said, “Wendy, you’re going back to 1932. Back to when the Great Depression rages on.”
Wendy listened to her and regressed down to that year. As she raced through her twenties, her body got thinner and her face got fresher, making her a complete beauty. But the moment she passed twenty, her body got undeveloped just like Michelle and Jane. She started to shrink in size and went before the five-foot mark. Her D-cup breasts degraded more and more, going to CC to C all the way down to B. Her hourglass got less curvy as her hips flattened. The bulk muscles on her legs grew less and less and they were getting a little skinny. Her face then took the change for the worse. Her structure was getting more round and her cheeks began to puff up. Her nose compressed and gotten a little bloated. Her lips thinned and were looked less plushy while her eyes were growing big. The hair on her head grew shorter and was done up into two pigtails teenagers use to have in the thirties. During the change, Lesily spotted something very interesting. Looking at Wendy’s blond locks, she noticed them getting darker, like a sandy blonde color. Lesily put her finger on her chin and remembered that Jane’s hair color went from dark brown to sandy blonde. Her guess was that Wendy’s hair went from dark brown to blonde when she was just a child while Jane’s hair was the exact opposite. She continued to watch as her clothes kept changing, reaching to teenage fashions from the thirties. With the changes finished, Wendy was now a 16-year-old high schooler in 1932. She was wearing a short sleeve stripped sweater, a slim brown plaid skirt that goes down to her ankles, and a pair of brown inch heel loafers.
As the transformation stopped, Lesily spoke to Wendy and said, “Wendy, what is your age this time?” To that, Wendy said, “I am sixteen.” Lesily then said, “And how’s your family coping with the Great Depression? Are they fairing well?” Wendy drooped her shoulders and sighed to herself. “I don’t know.” she said a little worried, “My family is always nice to me. But they never tell me anything about how they’re doing. My father’s keeps on looking at the help wanted ads on the paper even though he already has a job. And my mother looks a little more tired then usual. Every night, I keep on hearing talking from in their room. They said that they wouldn’t have enough money to take me to college or something. I hope that that doesn’t happen.”
Lesily listened in and could tell that Wendy’s family was suffering. She then remembered that Wendy growing didn’t went to college cause the payment was expensive. So she went on to find a job suitable for her and found that agent that ultimately caused her to get pregnant in the first place. Sighing to herself, she turned to the group and said, “How sad… It would seem that Wendy here had a family that was suffering from the Great Depression. And by the looks of it, she never got the chance in going to college. Her life must’ve been hard.” She looked down at Wendy and placed her hands on her shoulders. “Don’t you Wendy.” she continued on. “You don’t like having your life to be extremely hard huh? Wouldn’t you like to have your life simple? Wouldn’t you rather spend a carefree life without ever worrying about going to college, or high school, or grade school? Would you ever be at home where you spend more time with your mom and dad? Where you don’t have to think about your future? Where you can be lift up by your mother’s arms and be breast-fed any time you like? Do you remember that time? Think back to when you are three. Think back to 1919…”
Just as soon as she said that, she could feel Wendy grow smaller and smaller as her hands could feel her shoulders sinking. She went below four feet then below three. Her boobs shrank away and left her with a completely flat chest. The remainder of her hourglass uncurved itself as her hips compressed to the point it looked like a boy. Her arms and legs thinned completely and looked completely skinny, but that all soon changed as baby fat plumped them up. Her face left adulthood and entered childhood as the cheeks grew chubby, her nose as small as a button, her mouth very thin, and her eyes increasingly big. The hair on her head darken and was a shade of medium brown while it got shorter and shorter. As it got short, her hair began to kink and curl, making it look completely curly. Her outfits then got too childish as they revert back to fashions from the late tens. After going through teen and childhood, Wendy has become a toddler at the age of three wearing a frilly yellow sundress, a pair of small Mary Jane shoes with white anklet socks, and a red bow on top of her head.
Lesily looked down at the girl and could tell that she was so cute. Immediately she picked her up and placed her on her chest. Looking at the young girl, she said, “Wendy, it’s the year 1919. How old are you today.” Wendy looked up to her with gleaming eyes and told her in a completely childish voice while holding three fingers, “Me tree!” After saying that, she looked around at the crowd and realized something else. Looking back at Lesily, she told her, “Where iz mommy? I do not see my mommy anywhere. Do you know where mommy iz?” Lesily looked at her and soon realized that Wendy’s mother wasn’t alive at the time and her mind thinking back to 1919. Putting something together, she came up with something and said, “Oh, your mommy is in the bath room at the moment. But I’m here to take care of you until she gets here. Why do you need her? It’s not like she’s leaving you behind. Is there something you want?” Wendy looked at this mysterious woman and said to her, “Me ungry. Me need milk.” Lesily looked on and could tell that Wendy was teething on her mother’s breast for some time. Curious, she unlatched her strap and revealed her breast to the baby. “Why don’t you drink from my milk?” asked an anticipated Lesily, “I’m sure your mom won’t notice it.” Wendy looks at this woman’s breast and was completely curious. With a simple mind like her, she decided to take Lesily’s offer and started sucking on her breast. As she was sucking, she finds the taste of the milk quite intrigued. Normally, her mother’s milk was good, but this milk was a whole lot different, warm and smooth as it goes right down her throat. Immediately, she caresses Lesily’s breast while sucking on it.
While she was sucking, Lesily turned to the crowed and said, “Aww… Isn’t she cute? This toddler thinks I’m her mommy. I guess my milk cannot be beat. But she looks a little too old and heavy for me. Why don’t we make her a little younger.” Looking down to Wendy she said, “Wendy, it’s time for our final act. Are you ready?” But Wendy didn’t listen. All she did was suckle on Lesily’s breast, continually getting fed while going straight to sleep. But Lesily smiled and said, “I’ll take that as a yes. Now Wendy, start to think back to when you were a newborn. Think back to the year 1916.”
And so, little Wendy just got littler. More baby fat petrude through her body as she got lighter in Lesily’s arms. Her face got extremely pudgy as all of her hair shrunk back into brown fuzz. She no had any clothes to speak of, as she was wearing nothing but a cloth diaper. With the last changes done, all four generations of women were gone. In its place is a newborn Wendy, who is the first generations in 1916. The newborn then finished sucking on the woman’s breast and went to a deep slumber.
With the part of the show finished, Lesily looked right at the crowd and showed them the newborn baby. “And there you have it folks!” said Lesily who is so proud of her accomplishment. “All four generations of women and almost a hundred years between them down to one!” The audience looked on and were amazed by the performance. They all immediately applauded on it. Even Will and Tia joined in and loved the show. “Wow!” Tia said completely perplexed, “I can’t believe she actually did that!” Will saw it all too and looked a little nervous. He then said, “Yeah… Let’s hope no one else gets the same fate as those girls.”
When that performance was done with, one of Lesily’s assistants came to the stage and had her hands waiting. Lesily turned to her and gave her Wendy. “Please take her to the nursery.” she said, “I hope someone would take her in and restart her life all over again. Oh, and give her a plastic diaper. The cloth one could be a real mess.” The assistant nodded and left the stage with Wendy in her hands. Once they left, Lesily looked back to the crowd and said to them, “Now, who wants to be on stage with me.” There was a show of hands in the audience and Lesily went to deciding who to pick. After much thinking, she decided on…