“I know you’re all tired and cold and it’s way too early to be out here” Mr. Johnson, the Principal yelled out over the murmuring crowd gathered in front of the tour buses.
“Make sure you have your luggage stowed away on the bus you’re assigned to; don’t switch buses!” he yelled out to the bleary eyed crowd. “We’re going to do a headcount every time we exit or enter the buses so always check in with your assigned teacher…Let’s hope for a nice safe drive. We’ll be stopping a few times for breakfast and for bathroom breaks but we should still be in D.C. by a little after noon”
Stephanie Namath stuck her hand up once Principal Johnson stopped talking “Red Group!” she called out. “Come and check in and you can get on the bus and go back to sleep”
Stephanie began to check in her group of 25 students that would be her responsibility for their annual 8th grade trip to Washington D.C. Stephanie was the language arts teacher and was kind of a divisive figure amongst her students.
Stephanie was 28 years old; 5’8” with blonde hair cut into a bob and bright blue eyes. She had large breasts and long legs and every boy had a crush on her. The boys loved her while the girls hated her; they saw her as their competition, what they had to live up to and they didn’t like it.
Today, she was dressed for travel; she wore a pair of jeans and black boots that came up to her knees along with a red sweater that she currently had covered with a puffy black jacket and red scarf.
One by one, the students got their bags into the compartments underneath the bus and made their way to their seats.
“Are you excited Josh?” Stephanie asked Josh Brown as he came up to the front of the line.
“Yeah Miss Namath I am” the skinny boy replied with a smile. He was still shorter than her even though some of the boys had gone through growth spurts to overtake her in the last year.
Stephanie smiled at him as he went by; he was a good kid but he always had a look in his eye that she couldn’t quite place. He seemed like an old soul, his eyes always showing a deepness that she usually didn’t see in the typical 13 year old.
His girlfriend Emma Hughes came up next and checked in before the last one of her students, Nate Hopkins, completed her list.
“All good to go Ty” she said handing over her first checklist to Tyler Johnson, the Principal.
“Awesome Steph” he replied “Good luck with them” he added as she turned and climbed up the steps and onto the bus.
Nate was still standing in the aisle, his lip curled in slight disappointment. “Third wheel” he said to himself seeing that all the seats were taken and he was the odd man out. Josh and Emma sat together, Savannah and Abby were in the next row and Alex and Mike were behind them.
“I guess you’re sitting with me” he heard a female voice say behind him. “Do you want window or aisle?”
Nate turned; “I guess I’ll take the window seat Miss Namath” he said.
“I promise I won’t be a total old lady downer” she said smiling.
“Oh, you’re fine” he responded awkwardly. Like all the other guys in his class, he found his teacher attractive and now, he would be sitting next to her for several hours, just inches away physically but a thousand miles away realistically.
Stephanie stowed her purse under her seat and brought out a book to read while Nate put in his earbuds “Hope you’re fully charged” she told him.
Nate smiled; making small talk wasn’t his strong point and especially not with a Goddess like Miss Namath “Yeah, I’m on full charge and I have my backup battery pack too” he tapped the pocket of his jacket.
“Nice…I like to see a man who’s prepared” she said.
“Oh God” Nate thought as he glanced over at her jeans clad legs, knees together, boots tapping a few times on the floor “I am going to hear it when we get off this bus”
Nate stretched his legs out as much as he could. He had gone through a recent growth spurt which had taken his height up to 5’10” but his weight was still stuck at a scrawny 120lbs and it looked like a strong breeze might knock him over.
He had dark blonde hair that he spiked up in the front and a face that was in the middle of his awkward phase. His mouth was a bit too big for his face, he wore braces and had acne on his forehead but he had dark brown eyes that conveyed understanding and everyone could agree he was a nice kid.
They chatted a few times during the trip making observations about traffic or something overheard on the bus. Stephanie got up a few times to walk up and down the aisle and she talked to the other teachers on her bus as they went down the highway but for the most part, the trip was uneventful.
They were getting close and traffic picked up. Nate took out his earbuds and began to pay closer attention to his surroundings; he wanted to see the Washington Monument when it became visible.
“I remember my 8th grade trip to D.C.” Stephanie said “That would have been like 15 years ago now. It hits me every time we do this trip…such good memories”
“But I suppose it’s better going there as a teacher huh?” Nate said.
“Oh No way! It’s so much more fun to be the student on this type of trip. Frankly, being a chaperone sucks. You have to watch your group so close that you never get to see anything; it’s a pain in the you know what and really pretty nerve wracking making sure nobody gets lost or hurt or touches a display” Stephanie said.
Nate just looked at her having a hard time picturing her as a teenager “She was probably gorgeous then too”
Stephanie had no problem recalling her 8th grade trip and just how awkward she had been at that age; just like everyone else. She had been a late bloomer. At 13, she was flat chested, skinny and tall with braces, pimples and long kind of stringy hair. Her love of books, which she put to good use now, had her labeled as a nerd when she was in school. She just gave the good memories answer to kids these days to perk them up.
Seeing 13 year old Stephanie in her mind made her shudder from embarrassment. “You wouldn’t even want to date 13 year old me” she thought.
“I wonder if I was 28 if I’d have a shot with her or would I still be super dorky around her” Nate thought.
Their eyes met and they both smiled.
“I can see the skyline” Emma said in the seats behind them. Sure enough, the buildings came into view with the Monument the highest of them.
“First time seeing it is always the best” Stephanie said softly.
“It’s pretty cool” Nate said not taking his eyes off the window. Other well-known sights started to come into view as they exited the highway and made their way into the city.
Mr. Johnson made his way up the front of the bus “Our first stop is the Natural History Museum. We have 2 hours set aside there and then another 2 hours at the American History Museum after that. Please stick with your teachers but if you do get separated, look for familiar faces and we will meet at the big elephant in the main section of the ground floor at 2:45…is everybody clear?!”
Heads nodded up and down as they pulled up and began to get off.
Stephanie gathered up her group “Any questions before we get going?” no one offered a question. “We’re going to start with the oceans then go to other animal exhibits on the ground floor before we head to all the dinosaurs. Then it’ll be up to see the Hope Diamond before we go to the Egyptian area ok”
Once again heads nodded and they all filed in. Once inside, it was like herding cats. She maintained an overall sense of where they all were but they were also spread out enough to give her anxiety. Everyone was talking and going around at different speeds so if she stayed with the back of the pack, she would lose the faster ones and vice versa if she caught up to them.
“Why is this so stressful?” she asked herself. She could see all the kids enjoying themselves while she was a nervous wreck. “I wish I could just enjoy this trip”
“I’m going to be exhausted after this just like always, but I also won’t sleep either worrying about someone sneaking out” she thought.
“Hey Miss Namath, did you see the Triceratops?” Alex Gardner asked as he went past.
“Yes, amazing isn’t it” she replied with a weary smile.
They made their way up and through the museum reaching the Egypt portion with everyone still together.
Stephanie was almost barreled over by a little boy coming out of the room. His Mom struggled on heels to keep up with him. The boy looked upset but the Mom was giggling a bit and calling out after him “You need to wait for me Johnny”
“Don’t call me that” the boy said looking mad.
“It’s not my fault” The Mom said catching up to him “How was I supposed to know it only went one way”
Once there, they met up with Mr. Cook the science teacher and his group. He gathered everyone up and after a quick headcount, Miss Namath exhaled as she counted all 25 of her kids.
Mr. Cook was going to talk about mummification so Stephanie slipped backwards and let him take center stage. She looked around on her own, allowing herself a minute to think.
As she stood back, she heard one of her students, Gavin Ashcroft begin to make fart sounds “Oh, I wish I didn’t have to be the one to say something to him”
Nate and Josh were standing by Gavin. He thought he was the class clown but everyone just thought he was an asshole. “I wish I could say something to get him to shut up” Nate whispered to Josh.
A kid in the front asked Mr. Cook a question and Gavin’s brilliant comeback was to say the kid’s name in a falsetto voice.
“Ugh” Nate rolled his eyes and backed away, tired of Gavin and his antics.
Stephanie pretended not to hear and made her way over to two sets of small statues; one showed what looked like a girl standing in front of a woman and the next one showed a boy standing in front of a man “I wonder what these were for?” she asked herself as the card simply labeled them as examples of Egyptian clay models of adults and children.
A few of the kids starting drifting off, one of them being Nate Hopkins who made his way over “What’s over in this corner?” he asked coming up to his teacher.
“Just these couple of statues” she told him with a shrug. “Did you get tired of the display over there?”
Nate chuckled “I’m no teacher, but I would love to get an opportunity to bust Gavin”
Stephanie just looked him over “Are you thinking about going into teaching?” she asked.
“I don’t know…maybe…I mean it’s something to think about” he replied “Are you happy with your choice?” he asked.
Miss Namath began to think back to when she decided to become a teacher; it was when she was 13 and in the 8th grade but before she could say an answer, Nate had moved on.
“These are fascinating” he said leaning down to take a better look at the statues “Did you see the eyes on them?”
Stephanie leaned down closer “Oh! I didn’t notice that at all” she now saw what Nate saw; the eyes were made of precious gems.
A gleam of light must have hit them because as they examined them, the red eyes of the boy and the green eyes of the woman flashed out covering them momentarily in their light.
“Wow” Nate muttered leaning even closer.
Miss Namath was enthralled and captivated when she saw the eyes light up. “It doesn’t say what these were for but…oh!” she was caught off guard as now the green eyes of the man and the red eyes of the girl flashed bright at them.
“What are they doing?” Nate asked.
“I have no idea” Stephanie replied as the eyes twinkled. The red lights shot out and into Stephanie’s face as the green lights blasted out into Nate’s making them blink and stagger back as they both stood up straight.
The statues now moved as both Nate and Stephanie’s jaws dropped and hung open. The statue of the boy moved back and became one with the larger statue of the man but on the other side, the statue of the woman came forward and molded down, vanishing into the statue of the girl.
“What the…?” Stephanie mumbled watching the statues change shape as the eyes continued to glow. Suddenly nervous, she felt her stomach and throat tighten up.
Nate’s heart was pumping fast, he was getting scared “This is freaking me out” he said in a voice that didn’t sound particularly strong or deep; he sounded like a scared kid, which is exactly what he was.
As the statues solidified into a Man and a Girl, Miss Namath held her breath as time and everyone around them froze and stopped.
The room went quiet, all Nate could hear was the pounding in his chest and head “Miss Namath?” he said in a wavering voice.
“Yes Nate” she responded as calmly as she could.
“What’s going on? What’s happening?” he managed to say as the muscles in his chest began to tighten. He was tensing up, he could feel his leg muscles constrict up along with his arms.
“I don’t know…something’s not right” Stephanie replied, a wave of fear and anxiety crashed over her, her mouth went dry and her eyes widened as far as they could go. Out of the corner of her eye; she detected movement and turned to face Nate.
“Um…Nate?!” she said in a nervous and scared voice.
“What?” he said, his look of fear now mixed with confusion as he felt his body begin to move.
Nate looked down “What the…?” he said as he thought it looked like the ground was getting farther away. He looked to his teacher who looked shorter to him. He had to adjust his eyes to maintain eye contact with her “What’s happening to me Miss Namath? I feel like I’m growing!”
“Uh…Um…” Stephanie stuttered unable to process what she was seeing but to her eyes; it definitely looked like he was growing.
“This isn’t right!” he said running his hand through his dirty blonde hair “What’s going on?”
What had been a two inch gap in their heights was stretching out as Nate crossed the six foot barrier and kept growing taller; another 2 inches came on before he stopped at 6’2”, six inches taller than Miss Namath.
“Why…am I…so tall?” he stuck his arms out straight, the cuffs of his hoodie coming back off his wrists. “I just grew like…a bunch and I don’t know why”
Stephanie could just shake her head, bewildered “You’re definitely taller…like, a lot taller to me”
A more subtle shift occurred as Stephanie dropped an inch in height to 5’7” as she spoke. Their eyes maintained contact with just a slight shimmer of adjustment made to compensate for a now 7 inch gap in height.
Nate looked around and finally noticed that no one was moving, the room was completely silent “This isn’t right at all” he said as he now felt his clothes growing tight on him. A pinch came at his waist as his jeans grew small; he wasn’t just growing taller, he was now getting bigger.
Stephanie froze, she could feel a stirring starting in her body. A tingle ran up her spine and neck and she shivered. As she shook, she felt her bra shift; all her clothes shifted.
Stephanie put her arms up; her sweater was loose, her sleeves weren’t as snug on her arms and she thought she could feel her jeans loose around her waist.
Nate’s legs and feet were changing underneath his clothes. His toes were jammed in the ends of his black and neon green Nikes. They were several sizes larger and now his toes grew wider straining the shoes even further. Nate looked down and saw his toes lift up against the ends, clearly defined. Hairs popped out on the knuckles of his big toes and a few on the tops of his feet as he went from a size 9 to a size 12.
His leg muscles grew stronger, his calves popped out wider and strained his skinny jeans “Wow that’s tight” he said wincing. Nate bent down and tried to get a finger underneath for relief but couldn’t as the changes continued up his legs.
Nate’s weight was increasing; no longer a 120lb whisper thin boy, he was growing into a man before his very eyes. His thighs grew long and new muscles appeared on them as well. The seams of his thighs strained to keep up as his legs grew, threads popped and then, his clothes changed.
The pressure on his lower body eased as his jeans darkened and went up several sizes changing in style as well to a looser fit. His tennis shoes now also changed into a pair of simple black ones in a much more appropriate size.
He wiggled his now free toes inside of them and slapped at his long and strong legs in the now fitting jeans, held up with a nice black belt as his hips and waist shifted outward. Even his ass grew larger and more muscled, filling out his jeans where previously, nothing much popped out behind him.
Stephanie noticed Nate’s continuing changes and took them in with open mouthed shock as her expression. “You’re still growing…you’re getting…big!” she said.
“I know but I still don’t understand!” Nate pleaded.
Stephanie shifted her weight slightly and when she did, she felt her boots move back and forth. Her foot slipped inside and the leather sides slapped at her shifting lower leg.
She looked down and saw her legs looked thinner; skinny to be exact. Her boots were a snug fit, her feet perfectly held in by the boots but now, they felt huge on her.
Stephanie’s feet hadn’t shrunk, they were still a size 9.5 but her feet had narrowed significantly.
Inside her boots, her socks flopped around her skinnier toes, smaller heels and narrow feet. Her ankles thinned and her calf muscles came inward.
Her jeans were loose too now where they too had previously had been a very tight fit to show off her curves. Now her curves were vanishing. Her thighs began to shrink down soft and slender. Her inner thighs came apart and her jeans gaped open at her waist.
Stephanie felt her jeans begin to droop and she thought they would fall off her “What in the world?” she finally managed to say as she grabbed for the waist and sides of her pants which were several sizes too big for her. “What’s happening to me…what’s happening to my legs?!”
Stephanie looked up, her eyes pleading in panic “Um…Miss Namath?” Nate said “You, um, you look different” he said.
The sound of Nate’s voice caught Stephanie off guard. It was deep and sonorous, not his usual teenaged voice at all.
“Um…you do to” she replied, her voice uncertain and weak and not quite able to put her finger on what was so different about him for a second. And then it hit her “Holy shit! You look older!” she yelled out pointing at him.
It then hit Nate what was so different about his teacher “And you look younger!” he yelled back “You look like you should be the kid Miss Namath”
Stephanie felt all the wind exit her lungs like a gut punch at his words “And you look like an adult” she barely whispered but both heard her clearly.
“No” Nate said “No…that’s impossible” but his body continued to change on him. Much to his embarrassment, he knew his dick was growing. The bulge in the front of his pants was unmistakable. He could feel it getting bigger; wider and longer, he could feel his testicles getting larger and dropping lower, hair itched as it came in thicker.
Stephanie failed to notice that. She was much concerned about what was happening to her now. Her clothes changed like Nate’s had. She was no longer wearing jeans, now she had on a pair of black leggings which clung tightly to her extremely skinny legs. She spread her knees out as her boots changed style from supple leather to fabric which once again made them hold on tighter but also showed just how different her legs looked suddenly.
A visible thigh gap and colt like legs along with the words Nate had said about her looking younger all settled into a knot in the pit of her stomach. She now felt a stirring in her mid-section. Her hips slipped in taking away her mature curves and leaving her with skinny girl legs. Her ass began to shrink; lifting up and in losing roundness and mass quickly.
Her vagina tightened up like a drum and she felt an entirely different sensation coming from her body, an immaturity was rising up and taking over “Younger…” she said softly “I’m getting younger”
Stephanie looked up and saw Nate’s cheeks sporting stubble “We’re changing ages!” she screamed at him “Somehow we’re swapping ages with each other! You’re turning into an adult and I’m turning into a kid!”
“But how?” he asked.
Stephanie spun and pointed “Those!”
Nate turned and saw the statues; the Man and the Girl and remembered how the boy and turned into the man and the woman and turned into the girl “Holy Shit” he replied out of breath.
“Holy shit” he repeated staggered by the realization “So I’m going to be…?”
“28!” Stephanie told him “And I’m going to be a 13 year old” She now remembered her legs looking exactly like this…15 years earlier. “I’m going to be the same age as my students” she said dream like “Shit! I’m going to end up as a student!”
“The Boy into the Man…the Woman into the Girl…” she said looking at the statues with their still glowing eyes.
“No, this is so impossible” Nate said.
“Nate! Look at us! Look at yourself! There’s no other explanation” Stephanie said.
“No Miss Namath! You can’t be my age and I can’t be yours…I don’t know what to do!” Nate said. He could feel his arms and chest growing.
His back spread out and his hoodie grew even tighter. The light t-shirt he wore underneath pulled taut as his muscles bulged forward. His stomach was flat as his pectoral muscles defined; hair sprouted on his maturing body and chest. His shoulder muscles rippled and his biceps and triceps now came out as he matured.
He splayed out his fingers as even they grew larger and longer and rougher. “No Miss Namath…I don’t want this”
“And you think I do?!” Stephanie cried out “I have to go back and be a 13 year old all over again! I can feel my body regressing back” she slapped at her skinny legs and even reached around to her flat ass “Not again” she said. “You don’t know how hard this is”
“Actually, I do. I know all about how tough it is to be 13” Nate said “What I don’t know about is being 28 and an adult and what’s up with them?” he pointed to the frozen crowd behind them.
Stephanie sighed and rolled her eyes “Who cares about them? What are we going to do? This isn’t stopping!”
“I know I know!” Nate said. “But I can’t think straight while my body is changing like this”
“Well neither can I” Stephanie whined. Her stomach, already flat came down and in along with her waist. Her red sweater thinned and grew longer, covering her down to the tops of her thighs.
“Ah!!!!” she screamed as she felt the changes reach her ample chest. Her hands flew up and clamped down squeezing her breasts as they shrank in her hands. From a 38C bust that she didn’t hide and all the boys in her classes dreamt about down smaller and smaller they went.
Stephanie was back to being a flat chested late bloomer. Her bra vanished and was replaced by a simple cloth bra without a size; it was just needed to cover the small bumps she now possessed and kept her nipples from poking through her shirt.
Stephanie was mortified; her cheeks blazed a bright red and tears of frustration formed in her eyes “Damn it!” she stomped her foot and pressed down on her flat chest ”I cannot believe this is actually even happening to me…I’m 28 damn it… I’m an adult, I’m not some…some little kid!” As she put her hands up to run through her hair, she gasped realizing that her hair was growing out longer.
She pulled her hands away and watched in shock as they too changed. Her fingers thinned and smoothed and a childish color of pink nail polish appeared on her small nails.
Nate looked down at the youthful girl before him, she looked like one of his classmates now instead of one of his teachers.
His clothes changed again and his t-shirt and hoodie were gone. Nate now wore a white t-shirt under a blue and black button down checked shirt and a gray ¾ zip up over the top of that “Very adult” he realized.
Nate now weighed an even 200lbs. 80lbs of muscle had developed on his matured physique but the changes weren’t done and for Nate, it would be a huge change as his face changed from that of an awkward and gawky teen to a man.
Stephanie’ changes continued; she had the body of a teenaged girl and now her face was going that way too. Her chin weakened and her jaw line came down, seeming to puff up a bit as it did. As her lips thinned and her teeth began to change, it gave her an overall look that made her mouth look a little bit too big for her face. “Oh God no…not those again” she said and immediately pursed her lips and looked pissed.
Sure enough, her teeth began to go crooked but then she felt them; braces. They snapped into place and she felt the unmistakable tugging and tasted metal in her mouth “Just like the first time I was this age” she thought.
Stephanie’s nose shrank down smaller as her cheeks rose up rounder. A few pimples began to break out now around the bridge of her nose, one on her upper lip, another on her chin and a few at her temples.
Her blue eyes were still large but her lashes and eyebrows thinned which stripped her of even more of her maturity and the last of her adult looks disappeared as her hair grew back out long, straight and a bit stringy.
Nate’s Adam’s apple came out as stubble broke out and thickened into a well-trimmed beard on his chin and cheeks as his jaw and chin strengthened.
Nate’s cheeks were sharp and full, seemingly sculpted as his nose came out straight and perfectly proportioned. Stephanie watched him maturing “He is hot!” she thought as she watched his adult face take shape.
His already deep brown eyes only deepened, soulful and caring as his brow came down and his ears grew out just ever so slightly. His hair darkened to full brown and stacked up thick and styled. Adult Nate completely outgrew his awkward phase and turned into a handsome man.
Stephanie was speechless. She stood before an adult version of her student while she had been turned into a child version of herself. He was handsome and well-built while she was skinny and gawky with acne and braces.
Her eyes went from Nate, down to herself, and then over to the statues. The eyes stopped glowing but only the two figures remained.
Nate too was torn between checking himself out and trying to comprehend what had happened to Miss Namath. But as the eyes stopped glowing; the world around them exploded back into life.
Noise filled the room and everyone was moving; kids pacing and other tourists coming and going along with the sounds of Mr. Cook talking about mummies.
Stephanie’s eyes bulged in fear as the world now came alive around her. She was in full panic mode but as some of her students turned around and even made eye contact, no one seemed freaked out at all by her status or Nate’s.
She noticed the girls from school turning and checking out Nate and always turning back with goofy smiles on their faces.
“They don’t see it” she said “I don’t know if that’s better or worse but they’re not seeing anything wrong with us”
Nate just shook his head “How can this be?!” he said in a harsh whisper.
Once their backs were turned on the statues, they once again separated into four distinct models; man, boy, woman and girl.
“Now head on back downstairs with Mr. Hopkins” Jim Cook said pointing to the back of the room “Our time is almost up and we’ll be heading over to the American History Museum next”
“Can I go to the bathroom Mr. Hopkins?” A boy named Kyle asked coming up to them.
“Um…yeah…everybody should before we move on” Nate said as Stephanie stood gap jawed and ignored next to him.
“Do you need to go Steph?” Emma asked coming up “Me and Savannah are going”
“Um, no…I’m fine” Stephanie answered. The two girls smiled and went into the bathroom. Most of the students did; only a few remained outside around them.
Nate leaned down and whispered into Stephanie’s ear “We have to get going but we will figure this out; I promise”
Stephanie could only nod “They’re treating us like you’re the teacher and I’m the student” she whispered back.