(Man to MILF)



“Paige? You there?”

He blinked in surprise, partly at the fact that the woman was calling him Paige, and partly from the fact that he had apparently just mentally blacked out. The young man ran a hand through his short brown hair, chuckling anxiously.

“Yeah,” he began, “but my name’s not Paige. It’s Paige.” He blinked in surprise at that, a frown crossing his features. Why couldn’t he remember his name? He thought he wasn’t named Paige, that he was named something like… Rick? Nick?

“Oh! Is that like a spelling thing?” One of the women in the room looked to him, giggling quietly.

Paige shook his head no, anxiously grinning. He had a good degree of common sense, so he knew that he could just check his driver’s license. That said, he also knew that he shouldn’t whip out his wallet in the middle of public.

“It’s… Maybe? P-A-I-G-E.” He spelled out the name, as he remembered he’d spelled it since second grade, thirty years ago. Even though… He was… Twenty-something? That didn’t make sense, did it? “Um… I really should be going.”

“What are you talking about?” The first woman spoke, and Paige had the chance to get a good look at her. She was a pretty brunette, with a smile that shone like the sun. “You’re free to come in, please do! I’m Victoria, by the way. But I think you knew that.”

“Uhm… I mean… I’m. Okay.” Paige smiled softly. He’d find some time to leave later and check his license. That’d tell him his proper age and name. For now, this looked like fun, some kind of book club or other. Victoria had invited him here last night, after all.

Or… That wasn’t right either. Last night he’d been binging Marvel movies, before going to work as a deliveryman. Right? That sounded right, but it also sounded a little immature. After all, he was in his mid-thirties. Sure, he watched some Disney movies from time to time, but never the new stuff!

Paige placed his bottom in a seat beside Victoria, yelping as he felt himself sink into a cushion. He stood upright with a loud yelp, looking back to the chair to find that it was plain wood. Then he looked to his posterior, eyes widening as he saw a rather generous posterior, the kind of thing any woman would be envious of.

“That’s not right… I thought I had… A smaller one?” He blushed as he realized he’d been speaking aloud, and Victoria chuckled amusingly at the poor, unfortunate soul.

“Dear, you’ve been indulging on the treats too often. I told you no good would come of you having your daughter sell Girl Scout cookies.” Victoria purred, and the other women in the club laughed appreciatively.

“My… Daughter?” Paige blushed harder, a slight groan slipping from her lips as her hips flared. Her thighs plumped pleasingly, and she rubbed them against each other. “I mean…” She furrowed her brow. Wait… Wasn’t she just thinking of herself as a ‘he’ a second ago?

“Of course, little Amber.” The brunette cooed. “You do remember how you had to have a Caesarian for her, I assume? Or how her beautiful red hair matches your own so closely, right down to that cowlick.”

Paige brushed her lengthening hair from her face, blushing as she felt a strange sensation between her legs. She absently stroked it, nodding to herself as she didn’t feel anything out of the ordinary. Her hair brightened to a fiery red as she hummed, looking to Victoria.

Now that the woman mentioned it… She did remember. She remembered raising the little girl, dropping her off at school, slipping her a few extra dollars for ‘fresh’ Tagalongs, and even the nursery rhymes she’d sang for the girl.

And, of course, there was that trip to Disney… A smile flickered across Paige’s lips as they plumped, and she remembered how much the girl has loved the teacup rides. For some reason, Amber happened to love Alice In Wonderland-which was odd, given how hard Paige had tried to get her to like Sleeping Beauty, her own favorite movie.

“You still with us, Paige?”

Paige folded her arms under her breasts as they grew in, large and hefty. Her hips gently sashayed from side to side, and she grinned eagerly. “Sorry, I just haven’t been in the right mental space recently, you know? Still looking for that special someone.”

“I told you, a girl like you needs a man in your life.” Victoria laughed.

“Yeah, but…” Paige’s denial died on her lips. She was about to say that she liked women, but… That wasn’t right, not in the slightest. Sure, she’d experimented once in college with Victoria, but that didn’t count for anything.

“But?”

“But it’s just not the right time for one. I’ve listened to my heart, and it’s telling me ‘not yet’. Maybe I could use a dog?” Paige grinned, trailing her hand through her red hair, brushing it behind one of her pierced ears.

The woman arched her back, driven by a realization that her clothes didn’t quite feel right on her body. A quick stretch should take care of that… Her hoodie tightened into a cropped top, while her jeans tightened into yoga pants that showed of her pleasantly plump backside.

She hadn’t dressed up for today, even though she knew she looked amazing in a dress and jewelry. This was supposed to be a meeting with friends, so she’d settled on one of her jogging outfits, a comfortable but sexy attire in case they wanted to go out for drinks.

“Of course. And since you’re so skilled at losing things, I’d imagine you’d need a tracker. I could make… Erm, find one for you.” Victoria laughed good-naturedly, holding a book out to Paige. The little Kirby keychain jingling from a pierced bookmark marked it unmistakably as Paige’s-she was the only one in the group who had such a fondness for Nintendo.

It was something Victoria had put up with since they were kids, first having met in… Elementary school? High school? She knew it was one of the two, but they’d always had a hot debate about that. Paige hadn’t really befriended the girl until junior high, that much she was sure of. Not that she’d bullied her, but she also hadn’t tried to make any effort to become friends with her.

That all changed rather quickly after discovering Victoria had a secret fondness for Disney as well. Even though she didn’t share Paige’s love for Nintendo, well, nobody was perfect. The two had been inseparable since then, as far as Paige knew.

Paige blushed, taking it from her friend’s hand. As she did, her nails took on a ruby texture, lengthening a solid half inch. They clacked gently against the book’s hard cover, and Paige smiled. “Hey, just because I left this at your place last night… And last week… And the week before that… Well, it doesn’t meant that I lose things often! It’s just the little things in life, you know?”

Her brain felt like it was fogging slightly, thoughts of one life slipping from her head in favor of another. For the first time in forever, she felt completely at ease with who she was. The woman hummed a faint tune, a private jingle that she’d never admit was from Ocarina of Time.

“I’m sure it is.” Victoria chuckled, shaking her head. “So, can I get on with where we left off?”

“Oh, be our guest!” Paige giggled, flipping her book open to the pagemark. She smiled and eased back, glad that she’d signed up for this book club, unaware that her life had just become a whole new world.