I answered the phone with some reluctance. I soon found greater reason to regret answering the phone. It was Abby's mom on the line. At first I thought I was busted and she was going to have me sued and arrested. But she apparently just needed me to babysit Abby while she went for a meeting.
I thought about Abby's perfect adult body and I had to fight hard against the temptation. "I'm not sure if tonight's a good night for me," I said.
"But this is a very important meeting," said Abby's mom, "I know it's last-minute, but there's no one else available. I'll make it worth your time, Abby's such a sweet girl."
My mind's eye got a flash of Abby with my penis in her mouth and I had to shake it out of my head. This was way, way too tempting. My conscience was telling me that this was a bad idea, and yet it was also telling me that I ought to help out her mom. Then I got a bright idea: I'll just leave the ring behind. No ring, no power, no temptation. "Ok, I'll be over soon," I said.
I arrived at Abby's house, trying not to think of what happened in her backyard. When I knocked on the door, Abby's mom opened it. In several ways, she resembled Abby in her adult form, though Abby's mom had chestnut-colored hair and her 30 years were showing. "So glad you could make it," said Abby's mom, "Abby's up in her room right now." The phone rang and she said, "Oh, I better get that, can you please check on Abby real quick?"
I walked up the stairs and soon entered Abby's room. There were quite a few dolls on the shelves and plenty of stuffed animals on the beds. Abby looked up from her tea party and grinned happily. She quickly ran over and hugged my legs. "I'm glad you came over to play," said Abby before pausing and reaching into one of my pockets. She pulled something out and asked, "What's this?"
I looked down and my heart skipped a beat. She was holding the ring in her hand. I thought I left that back on my bed stand. I'm pretty sure I left it there. How did it get back into my pocket? "Abby, give it back," I said before Abby suddenly ran off. "Abby!" I yelled before running after her. She went into her mom's room and I followed just in time to see her put the ring on her finger. "Abby, please give me the ring back."
Abby's smile suddenly got a bit too knowing before she said, "I wish I was 20 years old." My eyes widened as once again Abby started growing. She had been wearing kid's pajamas before and they were quickly growing tight. With a grin, Abby reached down and ripped her pants quickly easily. Then she pulled apart her top in time for me to see her breasts bud and grow. She wiggled her hips from side to side before her panties broke over one hip and she was not completely nude. I gaped as she age through her teenage years before becoming the buxom beauty who sucked my dick earlier that afternoon.
"Quite a looker, isn't she?" I jumped in surprise and turned to see Abby's mom. Oh man, I was so dead, Abby must have remembered and told her mom everything. I was in so much trouble now. "Relax, I'm not calling the cops," said Abby's mom, "We just want to show some appreciation."
"Appreciation?" I asked weakly.
"For saving me 10 years of raising a little girl and for giving me back my youth. Speaking of which," said Abby's mom before nodding to Abby.
Abby grinned before saying, "I wish Hannah was 20 years old again." Abby's mom sighed as the years rapidly left her body. Her wrinkles vanished as the grey streaks in her hair regained their old color. To my astonishment, she started taking off her clothes right in front of me. As more skin was revealed, I saw that Abby did get a lot of her looks from her mom. Well, Hannah, she's too young to be considered a mom now.
Hannah stretched and said, "Oh, this feels so good." Her naked body was a near match for Abby's. Both of them had large breasts, shapely, firm waists, wide-childbearing hips, and plump asses. The two of them could be identical twins if they didn't have facial differences and one's hair was dark brown while the other was chestnut. Hannah reached down and felt her pussy. "Ah, 10 years younger, that means I'm a virgin again."
My face flushed as Abby giggled. "So, which one of us do you want to deflower first?" asked Abby.