Mary Ann Ridgeway made her daily commute to her job not thinking that today’s flight would be any different than any other. Sure, there were always possibilities of literally anything happening on a domestic flight between Chicago and San Francisco but after being a flight attendant for nearly 30 years, she thought she had seen it all.
“Hey Mary Ann” Bob Packard, chief of security at O’Hare airport said waving her through the employee line. “You had a few days off didn’t you?”
“Yeah, it was nice to just relax but…back at it today” she replied.
Bob put her rolling piece of luggage on the conveyor belt as she moved her travel coffee mug between her hands. She wore her United Airlines flight attendant uniform of a white blouse with a blue scarf, navy blue jacket, knee length navy blue skirt, blue hose and navy blue pumps.
At 52, she had made this customary stop so many thousands of times, it was all just part of her routine. “How’s that new grandson of yours?” Mary Ann asked Bob.
Bob beamed “Awesome; never thought being a Grandpa would be so great”
“Spend as much time with him as you can” Mary Ann replied as he passed her over her bag.
“I intend to” he answered. “Have a good flight; I see you’re still on the SFO run”
“Yep” she said as she fiddled with her scarf and got her bag rolling “It’s been my route for so long I almost can’t remember some of the other airports I used to visit”
“Yeah” Bob laughed “Have a good one”
“You too” Mary Ann said getting going to her gate.
She had plenty of time and the airport seemed a bit quieter today than usual so she stopped into The United club and checked her hair and make-up. She kept her light brown hair, now streaked with the occasional gray hair, short, just below her ears, to keep it efficient and neat while she worked. Her makeup was light but she wore it to maintain her professionalism. Many of the younger attendants went more casual these days but not Mary Ann, and besides she thought “Got to cover up those lines somehow”
She had married but never had children and she was now divorced so she didn’t mind the longer runs. She would fly to San Francisco during the day then fly to New York tonight before making her return trip to Chicago out of JFK the following morning.
Concourse C was United’s and her flight was scheduled at gate 22 “Oh, here’s the crowd” she said upon seeing a large group already at the gate. As she made her way up to the desk, she noticed a young woman.
The woman had her legs up and across three seats even though several people were standing. She was engrossed in her phone and had earbuds in. Her hair was long and straight and jet black and her facial features sharp and perfectly symmetrical. Her hands typed away at her phone at the end of extremely long arms and Mary Ann caught a glimpse of a tattoo on her left wrist of two intertwined hearts.
She wore an army green tank top with a pair of intricately torn expensive jeans and brown sandals, her right foot tapping to the beat of the music in her ears.
Mary Ann had seen it all before though as she checked herself in. She went to the door, swiped her badge and went down the jet way to start preparing the plane.
Kylie Evans was oblivious to the world around her and the nasty looks she was receiving as she lay her long trim legs out over the hard blue seats at Gate 22.
Kylie was on her way home having finished a two week stint in New York City as a model for Tom Ford. She had been modeling for the last two years since being discovered at a small café in San Francisco and signed on the spot. The former college student never attended another class.
Her manager had been working on getting her into movies along with her own dream of her own recording contract. She had guest starred in the background of a few TV shows, and had just shot a scene playing a prostitute on an episode of Game of Thrones.
The only time she looked up was to see if the board still read ‘On Time’ before she went back to her own world.
“This is United Flight 3464 from Chicago to San Francisco” the man at the desk announced overhead “We’re on time for a takeoff of 10:34…just a little over 45 minutes from now. We’ll begin boarding momentarily by group number so please have your boarding pass or smart phone app ready when your number is called”
Kylie sighed barely hearing the announcement. She pouted as she saw her battery life was down “This flight better have good Wi-Fi” she thought annoyed.
Mary Ann read the roster and saw she would be working 1st Class which was sometimes a good thing and sometimes a bad thing. “Hope nobody entitled gets on this flight” she thought; a common mantra for her. Nothing was worse than a passenger who believed you were there strictly to fulfill their every need. She stocked in drinks and prepackaged food for after takeoff.
Kylie stood up never hearing the comment from the woman behind her who said “Bout time you moved your ass off the seats”
She scanned the crowd with a look on contempt and walked up to the counter as she put on a pair of designer sunglasses. “I need to change my seat” she said despite the fact the man was already talking to another passenger.
“Hey!” she said louder to the man behind the counter “I’m speaking to you”
He smiled “I’ll be with you in a moment Miss; I’m already engaged with another customer”
“No, she can wait. I need to move my seat. I’ve decided I want to sit on the aisle and not by the window, do you understand me” Kylie said in a petulant tone.
“Miss, please wait your turn and I can check the seating chart…”
“Asshole!” she cut him off, turned and marched up to the front of the line and stood there before any boarding numbers had been announced.
Kylie pouted and slouched, her mouth a determined frown of indignation as she dropped her back pack at her feet.
“And here they come” Mary Ann said as the first passengers began streaming down the jet way toward her, led by the woman in the torn jeans and the pissed off expression on her face. For some reason, she had a bad feeling about this flight.
Mary Ann plastered a smile on her face, stood up straight and folded her hands together in front of her “Good Morning Welcome to…” she began.
“I want the aisle seat in row 3, I want a Dasani water chilled with lemon and here…” Kylie said handing over her bag “Be a good girl and put this away for me. Think you can do that?” she ended in a sarcastic tone, lips almost sneering and waiting for a protest to come back to her.
“I’ll be glad to help you with your bag and if you would like to change seats, you will need to ask the passenger assigned to that seat”
“No. I’m sitting there; you can tell him or her that it’s my seat now” Kylie responded before pushing her way past and sitting down, crossing her legs to make it more difficult for whomever would need to get to the window seat to get by.
Alarms were going off in Mary Ann’s head already “Going to be a long flight” she thought. “She’s going to end up getting kicked off if she does anything else or anyone says anything about it and I won’t stop it”
Mary Ann put Kylie’s bag into the overhead compartment and returned to smiling and greeting the other passengers. Fortunately, whomever was assigned that seat never showed so no problem arose from Kylie’s impulsive seat change and she got the row to herself to boot.
As it approached time to take off, Mary Ann went over and had to tell Kylie to turn off her phone during takeoff “Please Miss, you’ll have to turn that off for a few minutes until we reach our cruising altitude then you can return to it”
Kylie let out a “Tsk” before rolling her eyes “Whatever” she responded making no intention of shutting off her phone. “And where’s the drink I ordered?”
“Once again, we will serve refreshments once we reach our scheduled altitude”
“This airline sucks” she said before looking Mary Ann in the eye “How does it feel to be a crappy waitress at 30,000 feet?”
Mary Ann caught herself and simply walked away before she said anything else.
She was sure she never turned off her phone, but she did put it away momentarily, Mary Ann saw as she made her way back through the cabin.
As they ascended, Mary Ann looked at the passenger roster to at least get a name on her problem child “Four hours…hope she just goes to sleep” she said to herself.
Mary Ann went into the 1st class galley and pulled the curtain, she was the only one working 1st class so she was alone as she loaded up her serving cart. Humming to herself, she was startled when the curtain slashed open before her.
“Oh my gosh” she jumped. She stood up and saw an angry and demanding Kylie Evans standing there before her.
“Oh you startled me…may I help you?” Mary Ann asked.
“Wow…I had no idea how bad this airline was; you have to be the worst flight attendant I have ever seen” Kylie began “And by the looks of it, you been at this for like 60 years so why are you acting like this is your first day on the job. I told you what I wanted when I got onboard; the fact that you haven’t gotten it for me yet means that once we land, I will be seeking out your supervisor and complaining about you…” she bent and looked at her name tag “Mary Ann”
“Miss” Mary Ann began as calmly as she could “You are not permitted in this area; I am going to have to ask you to return to your seat”
“No” Kylie said defiantly and flippantly.
“If you fail to comply with the orders of a flight attendant, I will be forced to summon the Air Marshall who is on this flight and have you arrested” Mary Ann replied “You could be in violation of Patriot Act laws for disrupting a flight”
“Oh My God you’re serious aren’t you?” Kylie said. “It’s one thing to suck at your job; it’s a whole other thing to suck and threaten to have me arrested”
“Miss, I’m telling you for the last time; please return to your seat” Mary Ann said through clenched teeth.
Kylie grabbed a water off the top of the cart and turned on her heel “I still expect you to serve this to me in a glass with lemon” she added walking away.
Mary Ann saw white; she was furious “Why that little bitch!” she thought. She took a minute to take a few deep breaths and compose herself. After the recent bad press for her company about mistreating customers, she knew to just shut up and smile her way through the rest of the flight.
Kylie returned to her seat fuming mad “I can’t believe how awful this is” she thought. She stared straight ahead and saw Mary Ann come out from behind the curtain. She twirled her bottle of water around never looking away “Yeah, I know you know I’m watching you, you old bitch” she thought.
Mary Ann could feel the eyes boring into her. She shifted her weight in her well-worn heels “Let her wait” she thought “Don’t let her get to you”
“I can wait all day” Kylie thought watching and waiting.
Mary Ann took her time with the first two rows. She moved her cart up past Kylie’s row and as she did, she dropped a can of Diet Coke which banged off the floor. Knowing it was useless now, she picked it up and took it to the galley.
Kylie popped out of her seat and followed her.
Mary Ann spun on her heel and said “Look; if you think you can do such a better job than me; I’d like to see you do it!”
Kylie just laughed “Ha…I know I could do a better job than you but why should I lower myself to your position. I don’t need to work some shitty little low paying job, I mean you wish you made my money”
“I just wish you were even the slightest bit humble is what I wish for. You’re nothing but a spoiled little brat” Mary Ann hissed trying to keep her voice down
“Little? Um…if you haven’t noticed I’m like almost a foot taller than you and I’d much rather be a brat that an old hag like you” Kylie replied. “You’ve never looked like this a day in your life”
Mary Ann gasped. She had so many things to say pop in to her head that she had to sort it out trying to pick out the best insult but instead her mind seemed to focus on an odd thought to her when she heard it rip through her mind “I wish I could trade places with you”
Kylie smirked and folded her arms over her chest when she felt a gust of air wash over her causing her to shudder.
Mary Ann also felt an odd chill run over her and she too shuddered; they locked eyes and Kylie sucked in her bottom lip giving it a slight chew.
“Of all the rude passengers I’ve had to put up with over the years you…” Mary Ann began to say but stopped when she felt air across the back of her neck. Her outfit didn’t feel right and her hands went to the back and sides of her neck where they touched her skin. As her fingers hit, she saw her red, white and blue scarf appear around Kylie’s neck. Just out of the blue, it was there.
Kylie blinked when Mary Ann’s scarf just disappeared exposing her neck. She wanted to say something but in the next instant, she felt something around her own neck. As Mary Ann’s hands went up, so did hers.
Kylie’s long, elegant fingers touched the light silk of a red, white and blue scarf that had suddenly appeared around her neck out of nowhere. Confusion clouded her eyes and her brain “How…Where?” she thought.
Mary Ann did a quick flick of her head when she saw her scarf appear across from her on Kylie. Her brown eyes widened a bit and she took a step forward, further into the galley.
Mary Ann stumbled though as she stepped, dropping suddenly and forcefully down, her left heel flat against the floor “Now what?” she thought as she looked down and saw an even stranger sight.
“What the…?” she said looking down to the ground.
Kylie was still engrossed in why she was wearing a scarf when she felt Mary Ann grab her forearm and pull her forward “Hey?!” she yelped as she stumbled stepped into the galley. Gaining her balance though told her something was off in her stance; her left hip, leg and foot were cocked up.
Kylie looked down “What kind of…” she muttered before losing her voice at seeing her foot encased in a navy blue pump.
Kylie stretched out her toes, constricted in a shoe that was at least two sizes too small for her by the feel of it and found they wouldn’t move very far.
Mary Ann could see her toes. They were gauzy in her blue nylons but instead of seeing a navy blue pump, she was wearing a brown sandal two sizes too big for her foot. Mary Ann lifted up her toes, raising them up in their hose and spreading them out freely and as much as she could.
Mary Ann leaned to her left since her right foot was still clad in its rightful pump heel, at least for the moment.
She rocked down, listing to the right as her heel came down flat and hard now in a matching brown sandal with numerous straps going back and forth across the tops of her feet in the obviously expensive shoes.
Her eyes drifted over a few inches when she saw navy blue.
Kylie rose up, her legs once again equal in height as her right foot suddenly felt tight as a matching navy blue pump encased it. “Uh” she managed as her arms and hands came up close to her body. She rose up on her toes before settling back down on the heels of the shoes. She rocked back and forth on them, testing them and feeling the pinch of them in her toes and heels.
Mary Ann reached up and hastily pulled the curtain closed cutting the two of them off.
“What’s going on?” Kylie asked flexing her feet in the tight shoes, her fingers nervously running over the silk scarf around her neck “What are you doing?”
“Me?” Mary Ann said “I’m not doing anything. I don’t understand this either in fact I…MMMPH!” she let out the strangled sound at the end when she felt air on her legs and looked down to see that they were now bare.
“AH!” Kylie let out a quick exclamation at the sudden encasing of her legs in a pair off ill-fitting navy blue pantyhose. She could see the tops of her feet in the shoes darken with the fabric over them but she could also see the blue through the holes of her jeans.
She felt their clinginess and itchiness on her legs. The top of them bunched up over her panties and under her jeans uncomfortably as they were not the right size for her body. Kylie was 5’11” and weighed 135 pounds while Mary Ann went 5’4” and 160 pounds.
Mary Ann crouched, bending at the waist to slap at her bare legs. She ran her hands up and down her calves and over her knees. Kylie’s hands flew up like she was under arrest.
“Something really freaky’s going on here“ Kylie said, her voice wavering. “Why are our clothes changing? Why am I wearing your clothes?”
“I don’t know!” Mary Ann said biting her lower lip; a gesture she had never made before but one that she had already seen Kylie do and whether subconscious or not, she was doing it now. “Don’t yell or scream though; we don’t need anyone’s attention right now” Mary Ann said.
Kylie nodded nervously and Mary Ann saw how young she was really for the first time.
“It’s hard though when you’re just standing here and you find yourself wearing someone else’s shoes and panty…eep!” Kylie said let the last word slip as she spoke. She was looking at Mary Ann and noticed her earrings pop out changing from two simple pearl studs into the large hoops she had been wearing.
Kylie’s hands went up and didn’t hit metal; didn’t hit anything until she got to her actual lobes and felt the smooth pearl studs that were there.
Mary Ann shifted her hips moving her torso all the way up to her shoulders. While she noticed the weight of the dangling earrings, she also noticed and was much more disturbed by the fact that she was now wearing a thing and it was shoved deep between her ample ass cheeks.
Kylie blinked feeling more bunching going on under her jeans. She wiggled her ass still staring at her earrings as she adjusted to wearing another woman’s panties.
“It’s not stopping; more things are changing” Kylie said before letting out a grunt and they both gasped together.
Kylie’s eyes shot down to the sight of her pantyhose clad legs under a polyester knee length navy blue skirt, loose around her waist and slung lower because of it.
Mary Ann gasped for a different reason. She suddenly couldn’t breathe. She sucked in but once a pair of skin tight elaborately torn jeans clasped around her more ample waist, the breath caught there.
“Oh my God” she whispered slowly letting her air out feeling the button strain against her slight pouch. She fumbled and unbuttoned the jeans but they were still uncomfortably tight. She saw her pale thighs through the frays and holes, pressed up and coming out of the holes they were so tight and her round and smooth knees too showed through.
“Look!” Kylie said now pointing at Mary Ann. “This has to stop!” she jabbed her finger forward but with the movement, she lose the leather bracelet around her right wrist.
Mary Ann felt it arrive a split second later, snapping around her wrist which was at her side.
Kylie’s mouth hung open as a second bracelet vanished along with a silver ring she wore on her right middle finger. She put up her left hand and saw the thicker silver ring she wore on her left index finger disappear from there too.
With each blinking disappearance from Kylie, Mary Ann felt it arrive on her. The rings were tight on her fatter fingers and the bracelets were an unfamiliar weight on her wrist.
Mary Ann brought up her right hand, seeing the bracelets poking out from beneath her navy blue jacket. She held it out and stared. “This is impossible” she said mostly to herself. Her hand shook slightly.
Kylie now tensed; her chest held still as tightness wrapped around her. She swiveled her chin and saw a thicker bra strap by the strap of her army green tank top. The stylish and lacy bra she had been wearing was gone, replaced by a standard white bra, “probably bought at Walmart” popped into her head. It was tight on her as it constricted her 34D breasts with its 36B cups
Mary Ann felt a bit loose up top. She could tell that she had more room in her bra for her breasts. The fit wasn’t as tight and when she inhaled, she felt the cups move a bit backward until they touched. She swallowed hard as a thought “Does this mean I’m going to fit in to these clothes?” ran through her mind.
A thought popped into Kylie’s mind too “The clothes make the woman” she furrowed her brow at the random yet clear thought that was lost in the next blink of an eye when she felt the weight of more clothes on her shoulders and warmth over her arms.
She let out an exasperated “Uh” when she saw that she was now wearing not only a white blouse, but also the fairly heavy navy blue blazer than went over it. She tugged at the bottom of the jacket before putting her arms out and watching seeing how much of her wrists showed beyond the too short sleeves.
Kylie felt the jacket tug at the top of her back and across her shoulders and she squirmed against the constrictive uniform she now found complete on her frame.
Kylie’s eyes drifted slowly up and over, away from her own clothes to those on the woman before her. She picked up at Mary Ann’s waist and saw her slight belly protruding and pushing out the army green ribbed fabric of her tank top. Her chubby upper arms were now fully exposed and her much paler upper chest lifted as she was breathing rather fast; the tops of her milky breasts showed a few goosebumps.
Mary Ann found herself now clothed entirely in Kylie’s outfit. She pulled her arms in close and tight, wanting to cover up more than she was “I don’t feel so good” she said.
Mary Ann felt an intense burning sensation centered at her belly button and she took in a deep breath trying to calm herself.
Kylie too now noticed a concentrated sensation seemingly at her core. She pressed her hands down on her stomach and winced “I have a bad feeling about this” she muttered “This is just so wrong”
Mary Ann was about to say something; she opened her mouth and raised her right hand but before she could speak, she felt what could only be described as a rumbling in her legs. They shook; quivered really before all the muscles tensed and locked. She sensed cramps beginning in her calves they were so tense. Then, her back muscles tightened and she felt a tingle run up her spine so fast, she shut her eyes. That was when she began to grow.
Her tense muscles began to relax but when they did, they expanded and stretched longer and stronger, Her entire frame gave a shudder as she began to lift up higher, growing taller “What the…?” she said amazed at how her body felt. It was lifting her up but she knew her feet were firmly on the floor. Where she had only come up to Kylie’s chin, now as she looked forward, she was evening up to Kylie’s shocked face.
Kylie’s jaw dropped at seeing Mary Ann grow taller. The feeling in the pit of her stomach intensified, driven by the fear and dread of what this meant. “If she’s growing, then what am I going to do?” she thought.
“I’m growing” Mary Ann said dumbfounded “How I am growing?” she followed up with trepidation in her voice. Kylie still stood slightly taller than her but the contents of the room around her looked different to her; smaller. She noticed the ceiling was lower to her.
Kylie’s shoulders trembled, her back suddenly ached and her long legs locked in place, her knees notched back. A tingle ran up her spine and she began to shrink.
She looking Mary Ann directly in the eye, slightly taller only by virtue of the uncomfortable heels on her feet. Now, she knew she was moving involuntarily. As the tops of their heads aligned for only a moment, Mary Ann’s mouth opened and hung down.
Kylie shifted her eyes up to maintain eye contact “UP!” her mind screamed at her as she held her breath, losing inches of height against her will.
Kylie looked down at the ground and got a sensation of vertigo as it was moving up closer to her. Her legs were shortening up, her back was compressing, she was getting smaller. She looked back up and saw that Mary Ann now had several inches on her. She wasn’t used to looking up to very many people let alone another woman but now it was her reality as she shrank down to the very average size of 5’4”
Everything looked so much bigger to her, Mary Ann was clearly several inches taller than her; the cabinets and cart came up higher on her body. The only thing that looked smaller to her, was her.
“You” Kylie began haltingly “You’re tall”
“And you’re short” Mary Ann said noting that the sleeves not fit her better, the skirt came down to the top of her knees like it was supposed to “You’re” she paused “You’re my height”
“We switched heights!” Kylie said “You’re as tall as I was”
“And you’re now my size” Mary Ann said in shock.
Kylie hiked her pantyhose up; she could easily pull it up to her waist now, they were still big on her trim legs but being shorter meant they were already fitting her better. She squirmed a bit and noticed that her shoes were no longer pinching like they had been.
“Wait a second” she said slipping her hose clad right foot out of her navy blue pump. She crunched up her toes “My toes look different” she said.
Kylie had very long toes which were currently unpainted by looking those the gauzy fabric, she saw red polish on top of toes that looked stubby and short. As she held her foot up staring at her toes, the sides of foot pulsated visibly. “AH!” she let out another small exclamation upon seeing the size of her foot change before her eyes.
The sides and heel all compressed at once to catch up with the changes to her toes “That’s not my foot” she said still holding it up and out. Her eyes traced over to Mary Ann’s feet, clearly visible with her sandals on them. She found an exact match.
“Your feet…” Kylie said. She slipped her right foot back into her shoe and pulled her left foot out and saw that it would match the right. The heel was no longer tight, it felt comfortable, it was her size, it was her shoe.
“I have your feet” Kylie said.
Mary Ann could only nod. A lump in her throat kept her from saying anything “We’ve switched clothes, we’ve switched sizes…now our physical bodies…I just watched another woman’s foot shrink down and change into an exact replica of my own” she thought.
Mary Ann felt warm. Her head seemed feverish. She looked down at her own body, now stretched out longer and taller than it had ever been before. All her features were still the same, she was just taller so far but not for very much longer.
The constant roar of the engines; the noise of the plane that Mary Ann had spent her life listening to seemed very far away. She concentrated on her feet. Her red painted toes were not near the end of the sandals she found herself wearing. Most of her toes were covered up by the straps; only her big toes popped out beyond the straps. Mary Ann gasped when she saw them start to elongate.
Her second toes grew out longer than her big toes even though they grew larger as well. The other toes caught up, coming out from underneath the straps one by one until the ends of her toes lined up with the ends of her sandals. The red polish on them faded lighter and lighter until it was simply gone and her plain toenails remained. The sides of her feet came out and her heels shifted backward getting softer as they grew snug against the back straps.
Mary Ann thought her feet felt fuller, better supported on the bottom when it hit her “You have the feet of a 21 year old; not a 52 year old anymore”
Kylie’s feet actually quaked a bit in her shoes as what was happening to her crashed down on her “I’m going to turn into her; my body is being changed into hers and it won’t stop until I’m her completely. I have her height…her feet…Oh God…I’m going to be old!” her hand shot to her mouth.
Their eyes met again just as Kylie felt a hardening in her calf muscles.
Her lower legs bulged out as they changed and became stockier; the pantyhose gripping and stretching out, holding tight as the legs beneath them changed. Her skin tone roughened up, small marks appeared currently concealed by the hose.
As the changes continued up her legs, Kylie noticed a dull ache settle into her left knee. She looked down, cautiously lifting her left leg up, she could tell that her knee was shaped differently. It looked rounder and when she put her foot back down and cocked her leg back, the pattern outlined in the hose looked unfamiliar to her eyes which were blazing, trying to notice ever little detail.
Kylie had to adjust her skirt again. She pulled it up noting that it was sitting better, tighter on her body which she could only chalk up to her growing and widening thighs.
She felt the soft flesh building up and coming together, touching at the top of her inner thighs. She felt the skirt come taut against the outsides of her upper legs as her thighs filled out round and packed yet softer and more yielding than her own legs had been. The pantyhose would hide the cellulite for the time being.
Her hips now had to move out to keep up with her legs if nothing else simply to keep her balance; her narrow hips wouldn’t move well if they had stayed atop her thicker legs.
Standing perfectly still, Kylie sensed her body moving even before she could see it. It was unlike anything else she had ever experienced before, the feeling of her body moving and shifting against her will; changing slowly into another woman’s body.
The skirt she had on filled out along the sides up to her waist but still sagged in the back. The wrinkles there began to smooth out as her ass inevitably caught up to her hips and thighs.
It started slow, with a few dimples popping into her softening flesh. A new pliability took hold as her cheeks puffed out growing wider and coming down further. The former strength and tone of her ass drained away as her body passed clearly into middle aged. Extra pounds settled onto her larger backside.
Trying to be discrete but blushing nonetheless, Kylie dug behind her, pulling her panties and pantyhose out of her ass and giving a quick shuffle to settle her now fitting clothes, she caught a glimpse of Mary Ann.
Mary Ann had watched in awe as Kylie’s legs turned into hers. She saw the familiar bulky calves appear, her puffy knees and her full and chunky thighs before seeing her also receive her wider hips and full ass. Mary Ann knew exactly what Kylie now possessed which made her own changes that much more stunning to her.
Model like legs had never been a phrase used to describe Mary Ann while she had been 5’4”, not even on her best days in her youth but that was changing. The super skintight jeans relaxed just a tad to start with as her muscles relaxed and prepared for their change.
Mary Ann’s ankles trimmed up first and she rolled her feet out slightly in response but quickly sprang back to standing up straight. Her calf muscles tightened and lifted creating a much higher and tighter curve to them, making the jeans hug them accordingly.
Her exposed knees popped as they changed causing her to shift her feet and settle her balance. Through the tears she saw tan skin, flawless and blemish free with less puffy and skinnier knees.
The spots on her thighs where she could see starting to back up, flesh and skin no longer stood out, trying to escape; instead, her legs thinned and trimmed becoming long and lean and muscular instead of her previously soft and supple look. The jeans fit better and better on her long legs as they continued to mold and sculpt themselves down to Kylie’s. The tops of her inner thighs separated in the first time in forever “I have a thigh gap” she realized.
Once more, Mary Ann rolled her ankles outward taking her feet over to their sides. Her hands came down to her sides and slapped down on her taut outer thighs.
Mary Ann could sense her ass and hips being forced to comply and move in to keep up with her legs. Her hips narrowed and straightened up almost coming to a point they were so sharp as she lost weight there.
Without seeing, she knew her cellulite was gone “There’s no way this body has those dimples” she thought stealing a glance across the way to where she could see what she had always known as her legs.
She watched as Kylie’s ass plumped up and her hips spread looking all too familiar to her.
Mary Ann ran her hands over her trim hips and craned her neck over her shoulder trying to get a look at her ass as it rose up pert and perky, round and tight.
Mary Ann clenched the muscles on her left side as she tucked her hand back and pulled the throng free before shifting a flexing her right side muscles. The feeling was foreign to her; her weight and balance felt off, it was centered higher and even though she was wearing flat shoes, she tended to think she was leaning forward, holding her balance on the balls of her feet to counter balance her flawless ass.
Mary Ann’s stomach rolled and her hands flew to her lower abdomen where she pressed down against a raging fury inside of her. A cramp took hold and her cheeks flared red.
Kylie had been watching Mary Ann’s ass tighten and lift up, filling out her jeans with the picture-perfect handfuls when she too felt her stomach roll.
Her hands went to her lower abdomen, it felt like she had been stabbed but only for a second; then a chill settled in before a warming feeling “Are we changing everything?” she said “Like internally are we changing too because if so…oh God…we must be”
They locked eyes again and gave each other the slightest nod.
Mary Ann knew menopause was approaching but not any longer; her body was rejuvenating. She felt stronger and now a totally different feeling swept through her internally; a feeling she remembered but never realized that she had lost until it returned to her.
Mary Ann swallowed and grew still, her shoulders gave a quick jerk and her knees flexed. Her thigh muscles tightened in anticipation. The first spasm caught her off guard. She could feel her body changing in the most intimate way possible. Warmth flowed through her coming forward; she could tell her pubic hairs were retreating; she felt them pull back into her sensitive skin brushing ever so slightly against her panties as they left.
Her now smooth mound lifted, plumped up and shifted. Her vaginal lips slid against and away from each other as they reshaped themselves. Her clitoris engorged causing her to squirm against her changing body. One touch would bring her to her knees but she knew to not go near herself until her body could calm itself.
The reality of more than doubling her age hit Kylie like a sledgehammer. She somehow knew that the woman she was becoming was 52 years old; 31 years older than her current age and her throat tightened at the thought “I’ll be 4 years older than my own mother”
The chill ran up and down her legs, up her spine to the base of her skull and down her arms culminating in her fingers going numb. Something deep inside her left her. She knew the exact moment it did even if she couldn’t describe it. Kylie saw Mary Ann’s eyes flutter and her lips plump the exact moment it left her body and entered May Ann’s.
“She has my youth; my vitality…my future” she realized “She’s Kylie now and I’m Mary Ann, whatever happens from here on out is just finishing the job”
“I’m 52” she said. She could feel hairs popping out of her skin, growing out and curling as they came into contact with her panties. Her mound flattened out, dropped and shifted. Her thigh muscled tensed anticipating further changes. Her clitoris hummed to life as her skin shifted and changed taking on Mary Ann’s shape. Her legs quivered and her toes curled; she cleared her throat trying to get her body to stop pulsating, craning her neck against the scarf chaffing her warm skin.
Kylie’s hands were still resting on her lower abdomen. She lifted them up higher, moving them to her stomach just as it began to soften and puff outward in a middle age spread. Her waist spread outward finally making the skirt came into its rightful place as her flat and firm stomach rose up like bread dough.
Kylie dug at the bottom of her white blouse and blue jacket enough to expose a crack of skin. Her stomach was no longer tan but now a pale white, soft to the touch as she pressed her finger down deep.
Mary Ann’s waist came in, way in creating even more of a curve than before above her hips. Her lower back strengthened and her posture changed thrusting her chest out confidently.
Mary Ann pulled in a deep breath through her nose. Her stomach was firming up and coming in flat with defined abdominal muscles. It was easy access as she lifted up her army green tank top and gazed at her tanned stomach; even her belly button looked small and cute unlike her old one that seemed too deep for her now.
Mary Ann’s sides came in thinner, the few rolls of slight fat that sat along her sides and back vanishing across the way; she could see Kylie’s jacket bunch up as she received them filling out her navy blue blazer with her middle aged body.
Kylie shifted and tugged on her top layers of clothes as her body continued to change underneath. Her sides thickened and soft flesh puffed out loosening up her back. Her shoulders sank rolling in and down as her back muscles weakened and her upper back rounded. Three layers down, underneath a cheap white bra, Kylie’s large nipples puckered and shrank. Her wide brown areolas came in and turned pink as her perfectly round 34D breasts began to age and transform into Mary Ann’s.
The textbook mounds grew smaller at first before they pulled into more teardrop shaped breasts lowering down and easing the tension on her shoulder straps
Kylie’s shirt changed position as they lowered, shrinking and settling into the smaller 36B cups and while she could have gone without a bra and had them still sit up perfectly before, now, her bra was an absolute necessity.
Even though they were smaller, they felt heavier to her. Kylie’s posture changed, the way she carried herself was now totally different; tired, less defiant and more compliant.
Mary Ann’s shoulders pulled up and back strong and confident as she experienced a building up in her chest. Her teardrop shaped breasts lifted, rising up to pert status. The youthfulness of her skin and muscles carrying them higher as they filled out rounder and fuller. Her nipples rose up thicker atop wider and darker areolas poking at the 34D bra, almost noticeable through it and her tank top.
Although larger in size, Mary Ann actually felt lighter as they held themselves up, gravity no longer playing much of a role on her body.
Mary Ann’s arm quivered as a shockwave rolled down them to the ends of her tingling fingers. They grew longer again after the initial growth spurt that came as part of her increased height. Now her exposed chubby upper arms tightened; trimming up and becoming firm and taut. Her skin tanned and her muscles popped.
Her forearms shifted and she flipped her left arm over at a digging sensation just above her wrist. Mary Ann watched intently as Kylie’s intertwined heart tattoo wove its way onto and into her flesh. She clenched her hand into a fist as it did even noticing that her veins looked different beneath her skin.
The bracelets fit her slimmer wrists better and the rings didn’t feel as tight either.
Mary Ann’s hands were transforming. The backs of her hands smoothed; lines and veins vanished down under more supple skin. Her fingers elongated with less wrinkles, less rigid knuckles and thicker fingernails.
Her nails, which she always kept short for work now grew out longer. Dark purple polish took hold on her manicured nails as she flashed her hands back and forth taking in the sight of them.
Kylie could feel her arms shrinking and filling out. She felt the sleeves of her blouse and jacket tighten over her plumping upper arms and she was glad they were covered up.
Tighter and tighter her sleeves got, goosebumps broke out up and down her arms as they shrank up “This can’t be my body” Kylie said breaking her shocked silence “I won’t…I can’t…we have to stop”
“I don’t think we can stop” Mary Ann replied still holding her elegant hands out “I don’t know how we can even be actually, physically changing bodies but I don’t think stopping is an option”
“But this is impossible, this can’t be happening to me!” Kylie said stomping her pump clad foot petulantly. “I want to change back into my own body; I don’t want your old body…I’m not 52 for fuck’s sake. I am 21”
Kylie felt the digging at her left wrist and she crooked her elbow out to expose it from her sleeve just in time to see her tattoo fade away into plain pale skin.
Kylie stepped forward and put her hands into Mary Ann’s chest and shoved her backward.
“Ah!” Mary Ann exclaimed, surprised by the action. She took a step back but quickly sprang back forward, her body much stronger than Kylie’s “Don’t touch me!” she said.
Kylie thought her shove would push Mary Ann further and harder but it barely moved her. She looked at her hands, shaking slightly with fear and anger. Her nails pulled in coming down quite short and pale as her purple polish faded and vanished. Her fingers became stout, her knuckles thickened and ached. Her skin thinned and dried allowing for veins and lines to appear.
“You need to calm down” Mary Ann said.
“How can I calm down? I’m turning into another person! I’m losing my body to you and you want me to calm down?”
“Yes” Mary Ann said. “Once this is all over, then we can try to find out some way to reverse it or even just figure out why it happened but for right now and for the rest of this flight; we need to play this as calm as possible. Because if we start screaming and telling everybody under the sun what just happened to us, they’re going to lock us up in an asylum for the rest of our lives so you need to shut up and calm down” Mary Ann said.
Kylie was taken aback; what she had been told was true “When we land; you’re not going anywhere without me, do you understand me?” she said through her teeth.
“Of course” Mary Ann replied as she felt her neck stretch out and thin out, her loose skin firming up below her chin.
Kylie was looking up and could see Mary Ann’s chin firm up and as she swallow, she felt her own neck pull down and the skin loosen up. Her right hand went to it and swept under her chin grabbing the loose flesh that now made up her slight double chin.
Her chin and jaw now began to shift and pull down and back much less prominently and the whole shape and look of her face began to change. Her mouth began to pull down as her chin flattened and she could feel the start of her teeth moving as her jaw shrank beginning the chain reaction.
Her head and face compressed taking on MaryAnn’s size and dimensions and Kylie popped her jaw in response to the pressure build up.
An odd metallic taste formed around a tingling sensation in her left back molar as Mary Ann’s filling moved into her mouth. Kylie’s teeth began to shrink and shift and move on their own taking up new positions. She tasted coffee in her mouth now, a bit stale but also spearmint from trying to cover the coffee with a breath mint.
Kylie’s lips were what had caught that model scout’s eye originally; they were full and pillowy with just a touch of pout to them; and now they began to thin. Deeper lines cut into them as they went from extraordinary to ordinary, if on the thin side.
Lines etched in at the corners of her mouth showing her age as she lost her natural pout. Kylie gasped and her fingers came up lightly touching her foreign feeling lips as red lipstick came on to them. Her fingers fell the tacky surface and showed small red marks when she pulled them away; she was even going to be wearing Mary Ann’s make-up.
Her perfectly symmetrical nose and deep divot underneath it in her upper lip now caught up and began to change as well. Her upper lip came in and slight, barely visible hairs appeared, something that as a model she made sure to take care of, was no longer taken care of. Her nose rose up, changing shape while remaining small on her face but taking on the look and size of Mary Ann’s.
Her high, streamlined cheekbones shrank down less prominent and became rounder in shape; her fingers still moving about the surface trying to keep up with her changes. “No” she said.
Mary Ann’s eyebrows went up hearing the single word and Kylie swallowed hard, a look of confusion passing over her changing face.
“That didn’t sound right” Kylie thought. Her green eyes bulged as her hands went down to touch her throat.
Mary Ann had felt her chin and jaw lengthen and shift forward before she felt every muscle in her face twitch. Her forehead and cheeks took off and she blinked rapidly as her head grew larger changing into Kylie’s size and dimensions. She popped her jaw and moved it back and forth before feeling her teeth begin to shift inside her mouth. Still looking at Kylie and watching her mouth and face begin to look more and more like her own, Mary Ann felt her teeth growing and sliding through her gums as they moved and took up slightly different placements. The taste in her mouth changed, her tongue changed growing longer and thinner. She ran it over the roof of her mouth and thought the ridges up there even felt different.
Her skin began to moisten and elasticity returned to the corners of her mouth smoothing out any and all lines there as her lips began to plump. She thought she was making a face, exaggerating her new features but they were natural and how she held her face now. Her lips would get her magazine covers as her career grew. The divot in her upper lip dove down and her tiny hairs vanished.
Mary Ann’s small nose grew out slightly longer to fit her face and became a perfectly symmetrical nose void of the bump she had always carried on the bridge of her own.
Hearing Kylie speak, she knew their voices had also changed but more disturbing than that; the voice inside her head had also changed its sound. “I’m even thinking in her voice” she realized. She cleared her throat and let out a cautious “Um…Hello”
Kylie’s small mouth dropped open upon hearing her voice coming out of another woman’s mouth. She shook her head, her long black hair waving back and forth in front of her changing face “No…not th…” she shut her mouth tight still shaking it.
Kylie heard a new voice come from within her. Her whole body vibrated upon the words leaving her mouth, passing over her thin lips even as her puffier cheeks gained small sun spots and a layer of concealer over them. “My voice” she said.
“Is now my voice” Mary Ann finished for her
“But I’m a singer” Kylie said “It’s more important to me than my acting…my modeling…I want to be a singer”
Mary Ann stared into the shorter woman’s eyes before her. Her cheeks were lifting and streamlining out high and majestic. Her ears turned hot as they changed shape, growing slightly larger as they changed into Kylie’s ears.
Kylie’s own ears shrank down into Mary Ann’s although neither could see this as they were covered up by her mane of hair. “It’s almost over” Kylie realized seeing Mary Ann almost totally transformed into her.
Mary Ann wondered what all that hair was going to feel like on her “It’s nearly down to her waist” she saw as her eyes began to change. Mary Ann’s vision cleared and strengthened; her own eyes hadn’t been bad she had thought but she was definitely seeing clearer now.
Her brown eyes lightened to an emerald green; they widened out and grew larger on her face. Her eyelashes thickened so much she could feel them when she blinked.
Kylie’s eyes weakened and narrowed down, changing from her natural green to Mary Ann’s natural brown eyes. In the blink of an eye, she was seeing the world through another woman’s eyes. Her eyelashes thinned and more lines etched into her drier skin at the corners of her eyes; laugh lines.
Kylie’s thick dark brown eyebrows began to thin and lighten up in color. Lines came across her forehead digging down to accentuate her mature face just before her concealer came up and eyeliner appeared.
Mary Ann’s forehead spread out wider as her skin smoothed out any and all wrinkles. Her eyebrows lengthened, thickened and darkened into finely sculpted and plucked brows.
She put her hands to her scalp and felt the hairs begin to grow over and through them. She ran her fingers through it as her short, mousy brown hair streaked with gray grew out long and black. She soon felt her hair inching down her back, over her shoulders and down over her breasts. Longer and longer it grew coming down over 3/4ths of the way down her back. She lifted it up and let it fall, covering her ears and seductively covering her left eye until she swept it back.
Inch after inch, Kylie’s hair crept higher and higher; lifting off and away from her breasts, rising up her back until it eventually rose off her shoulders and came up to just below her ears. The jet black color faded into light brown, gray hairs popped out and ran the length down, mixing in with the browns.
Kylie’s hands ran through her hair as an odd rushing and rippling feeling pulsated and coursed over them, around them, and through them.
Mary Ann’s arms flew up and out, her shoulders rising, her chest heaving forward as she rose up onto her tiptoes. The air seemed to suck into a whirlwind around them, Mary Ann heard a high pitched whistling sound in her ears.
Kylie’s hands shot out away from her hair, her arms straight out in front of her as her shoulders tensed. All of her muscles tensed, her knees and legs locked as the air sucked up around them encasing them for a moment before it all simply broke.
Kylie shook her head quickly at the evening up of the pressure “What just…happened?” she said haltingly looking down at herself. Her older, softer, shorter body wearing a flight attendant uniform.
Mary Ann eased back down flat footed “I don’t know” she answered. She realized she was hearing the usual sounds of an airplane around them. She tapped her hands against her stomach as she looked down and found her hair cascading down around her.
She flipped her head back to clear her hair “I need to get back to my seat”
“Yes you do” Kylie responded. She put her hands to her sides and they looked each other up and down.
Mary Ann turned and opened the curtain. She stepped down the aisle and returned to seat 3A.
Kylie stepped out and smiled returning to her cart “Why am I doing this?” she thought as she went to seat 3C and asked “Can I get you something to drink sir?”
“Just a Diet Coke” he responded without looking up “and I’ll have the lasagna and Italian dressing for the salad”
Kylie bent to the trays of heated food and began preparing the passenger his meal. She repeated it for the Man in 3D as well. She looked at Mary Ann with pleading eyes while mouthing “Help Me”
Mary Ann shrugged and shook her head giving her a confused look.
Kylie kept going, working her way down the aisle serving everyone as their orders dictated. By the time she got to the end of her area, she rolled the cart back up to its beginning spot, cleared it off, wiped it down clean and stowed it away.
She grabbed a trash bag and made her first trip back down the aisle collecting up the finished cups and disposable trays of finished food “I have never done something so disgusting in my life” her mind screamed but she smiled and said “Thank You” to everyone who tossed their trash at her.
She would make three more passes up and down gathering more trash, each time, she would look to Mary Ann who had her earbuds in and was concentrating on her phone.
“Why isn’t she paying any attention to me?” Kylie thought as she passed by.
“Excuse me Miss” Kylie finally said before bending down.
Mary Ann pulled the earbuds out “What?” she said in a bored tone.
“What do you mean what? I hope you’re enjoying your flight” she whispered.
Mary Ann smirked and licked her lips “As a matter of fact I am. I don’t think I’ve enjoyed a flight this much in a long time” she finished with a cock of her head and a toss of her hair.
She sat back, lounging with her leg kicked up over the arm rest and her foot dangling into the aisle. She focused back down at her phone, smiling and putting her earbuds back in.
“This isn’t finished” Kylie said as she saw the light go on overhead. She went to row 5 and answered the passenger’s question with a smile.
The phone from the cabin came on and Kylie answered it “Let everyone know we’re beginning our descent into SFO” the pilot told Kylie.
“Of course Captain, Thank you” she responded. She got on the overhead and made her announcement before even realizing how automatic it was for her. She reminded the passengers to buckle up and power down their electronic devices.
“Please wait for me at the gate” Kylie said to Mary Ann as she passed by.
Mary Ann stared emotionlessly back.
Once on the ground, Kylie made a few additional announcements until they reached their gate. She smiled and helped everyone off the plane, even telling herself “See, you can do it yourself” when she saw Mary Ann take down her bag from the overhead compartment. “Why did I think that?” then sprang into her mind.
She did her clean up duties a bit hastily, convincing herself that Mary Ann would be gone by the time she exited the plane but to her shock and amazement, she saw a rather bored looking Mary Ann sitting at the end of the row of seats, toes pointed inward, bag slung on the floor and texting away on her phone.
Kylie rolled her luggage behind her, her comfortable and worn down pumps did little to help her exhausted feet and the cramps in her legs. Her lower back and shoulders hurt as well but she wouldn’t show that to the now much younger girl who had stolen her body.
Mary Ann stood up as Kylie approached. She slouched to the right, her long hair flowing down as she folded her arms and pouted “I waited. What do you want?” she said.
Kylie looked up to her taller former body “I want my body back!” she spat out “I want to switch back. I don’t know what kind of witch you are to do this to me but you need to take it back”
“I can’t” Mary Ann said with a shrug. “I didn’t have anything to do with this; I’m not a witch and I didn’t put some kind of spell on us; I was as surprised as you were when this happened”
“That can’t be” Kylie said.
“Well, it is” Mary Ann replied. “Maybe it was a case of Karma for you acting like such a bitch all the time”
“I am not a bitch” Kylie responded taken aback.
“Really?!” Mary Ann replied.
Kylie stopped and thought back, a heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach. “I really need to get home; it was a really long flight” Mary Ann said picking up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder.
Kylie stood motionless, her mouth hanging open.
“Now why don’t you run along; you’ve got another flight to work” Mary Ann reminded her as she turned on her heel and walked away making a mental note to always fly Delta in the future.