They both looked around reassessing their new situations.
“It worked” Kylie said, her hands now slapping all over and around her larger, older, and thicker body “I’m you”
Connie bounced. She sprung up and down, her smile as wide as it could be, her hair going up and down, her tiny boobs barely moving, her super tight leg muscles twitching as she came up and landed repeatedly while giggling “I can’t believe this! I’m you! I’m young! I feel great!”
“I surprisingly feel great too” Kylie admitted.
Kim was beaming as she stood by with robes and slippers for each of them “Put these on to browse and pick out your entire outfits!”
They slipped on the robes and cinched them up as they slipped their feet into the slippers “We’re quite the pair…the woman 2 years away from 60 and the girl 2 years past being able to legally drink” Kylie said “And I’m the one pushing 60!”
“This is definitely NOT what I expected when I got up this morning” Connie agreed.
“I can’t believe how natural it feels. I feel at ease in this body, don’t you?” Kylie said. They had both stepped out into the area with the dresses. Kylie had simply turned to the right where the size 12 and 14’s were as Connie drifted left to the 0s and 2s.
“I was going to say the same thing! It’s like I’ve adapted already like this is MY self image already!” Connie agreed.
“I feel myself as a taller and older lady, it seems right, like I’ve placed myself into this body and life. I have no memories but I can emphatically understand what it’s been like to be you”
“I feel so much more than just ‘Hey! I’m cute and tiny’ I feel more confident in a way, comfortable at my size and I feel a need to prove that just because I’m small, you can’t take advantage of me. Like I need to prove myself more than others based on the fact that I still look like a kid…or, and Ariana Grande look-alike”
“And I know I’ve slowed down but my competitiveness still burns in me. I need to show people younger than me that I’m still as good as I ever was” Kylie said.
They both looked at each other with knowing smiles and nodded. “You’re getting the hang of this” Connie said.
“And you’ve got being me down already” Kylie said.
Kylie picked out a tan colored dress with black and green accents in floral patterns. It had tank top straps with a sewn in light cover up to go over her shoulders and upper arms while the skirt would go down to her ankles.
Connie had picked out a halter dress with a flowy pleated miniskirt that was white with thin red and blue stripes to accent it.
“Perfect!” they echoed.
They both picked out several dresses and retreated to the changing rooms with them.
Both did a whole fashion show and Kim had underwear ready for all of their outfit choices.
They critiqued and Kylie pointed out various ways Connie could wear her hair for each choice but both ended up deciding on their first choice.
They wore their dresses to the shoe department.
Kylie tried on a pair of tan heels with just a 1-inch heel “Oh. Oh no...that does not feel good at all!” she remarked after just a few steps.
“Haha! Told you!” Connie bragged as she marveled over the pair of white 4” platform stiletto heels she was about to put on.
Kylie sat back down “I can’t believe I would wear shoes like that” she remarked as Connie stood up easily in them and sauntered around flawlessly prancing back and forth.
“Well, one…your age does not scream a pair of shoes like this. Two, if you wore something this high you’d take yourself up over 6 feet tall and three, like I said, your feet, knees and back do not need that” Connie said “And besides…these babies are a size 6 so that means that they’re all mine!”
“I can’t shove my size 9 hams into something like that on a bet!” Kylie said eyeing a pair of tan flats or a pair of sandals that looked nice and open.
They had swapped jewelry with each other during their fashion show and both thought they had their complete looks for the wedding.
“Well since it’s at the Sheraton, maybe I will rent a room and you can come up and we can swap there” Kylie said.
“That could work…make it our home base…I’ll help pay for it” Connie agreed.
“So we take home our outfits then?” Kylie said raising a hopeful eyebrow with her smile.
Connie just nodded “I was hoping you would say that”
“So it’s simple. Put on the necklace and change, take off the necklace and change back” Kim said. “Now that your bodies are programmed to these and have experienced it, it will go faster to change back and forth”
As they walked back to their rooms, Kylie leaned down and whispered into Connie’s ear “How many times are you going to be me before next Saturday?”
“A lot!” she whispered back giggling.
“Good” Kylie replied.
Connie stopped and looked up so Kylie leaned down “So does that mean you’re going to spend some time as me too?”
“Oh God yes! This feels great!” Kylie replied “I’m planning on checking out a lot like this…sleeping as you too!”
Connie felt tears well up in her eyes and she began to cry “That means so much to me! Thank you! It means you think I’m pretty or at least pretty interesting”
Kylie wrapped the tiny Connie up in a hug “You are gorgeous…I’m gorgeous like this. It’s so great to get to share with you” she looked around, Kim was busy with her back turned. “In fact, why don’t you come by my place afterwards…I’ll hook you up with some clothes you can wear”
Connie’s big brown doe eyes quivered “You’d do that? For me?”
“Heck yeah! You need to play honey” Kylie replied.
“Well then I can get some of my old stuff together for you too” Connie said.
“I’d appreciate that” Kylie replied.
“Anything for you…Connie” Connie added.
“You just gave me serious butterflies in my stomach” Kylie said breathlessly “Kylie” she added seeing Connie’s face light up.
They went into their respective rooms where Connie proceeded to strip down out of her dress and panties, even taking off all the rest of her jewelry. She ran her fingers over the necklace before reaching up underneath her hair to unclasp it.
As soon as she did, she felt a wave of pleasure, relaxation and release wash over her. She felt her body in motion; growing out except for her hair which she felt coming in. Within seconds, she was back in her original body as displayed in the full length mirror in front of her.
Connie heard a knock on her dressing room door. She held her robe up in front of her hastily and opened it only to crack up laughing.
There stood Kylie still in all of her outfit; now dragging on the floor as she had removed her necklace and changed back while still fully dressed. She looked like a little kid playing dress up in her Mom’s clothing. The dress was huge on her and she lifted it so Connie could get a look at her tiny feet in the big tan sandals.
“I see you two are still having fun with this” Kim said coming in.
They both just laughed.
“Good”
Kylie changed back into her sweats and flip flops and Connie emerged in her Birkenstocks and capris.
“So what do I owe you?” Kylie said taking out her purse.
Kim rang up her tan dress and sandals “118 dollars please”
“That’s it? What about the…you know…” Kylie said.
“That’s free with my compliments. Tell all your friends about my store” Kim replied.
Connie got her clothes rang up as well coming out at 198$ “The best money I ever spent. Never thought I’d pick out size 6 stilettos and a size 0 halter dress today but…since you insisted”
Kylie said “Follow me!” upon stepping outside and Connie drove behind her the few blocks to an apartment building.
“Nothing fancy but…it’s home” Kylie said.
“It’s nice” Connie said stepping in. She immediately started picturing herself living here.
“Follow me” Kylie said smiling as she led her to the closet. “Pick out whatever you want” she said.
“Oh my gosh” Connie said eyeing everything “I mean, I could go shopping and buy things at your size”
“Your size too” Kylie said making Connie blush. “But you need some things to get you started”
“You’re right” Connie said. She went through and picked out several complete outfits. Casual as in jeans, sweats, sneakers and t-shirts and sweatshirts to nicer tops and skirts and a dress along with flats, boots and heels.
They packed the clothes up but they weren’t done yet. Kylie added in several colors of nail polish and some haircare products along with a heavy duty wet brush “You’re going to need it” she said.
“Now it’s my turn” Connie said as they headed to their cars.
They drove a few miles in the opposite direction to a nice townhouse. “Wow” Kylie said getting out and following Connie to the door. Once she stepped in, she closed her eyes and pictured it as her own.
“I’m not…” Kylie started to say.
“I know you’re not in the same financial position as I am. Don’t worry about it” Connie added. She led her to her bedroom and opened the closet doors “Not nearly as exciting as yours”
“To me it is!” Kylie replied “Ohmygosh I love this sweater! Oh and this top! And this skirt!”
Kylie filled up two suitcases of clothes and shoes and underwear.
Connie handed over jewelry “It completes your look” she said about bracelets, additional necklaces, rings and a watch. She also handed over $1,000 cash to Kylie’s shock “Go shopping Connie” she told her with a smile and a nudge to her shoulder. “Tomorrow let’s meet for dinner if you’re free”
“Of course I am” Kylie responded.
“We can meet here. I’ll get food delivered and we can just talk” Connie said.
“Sounds like a great idea” Kylie said “I’ll see you then”
As Kylie drove off, Connie pulled the necklace out.
Kylie barely had the door closed and the suitcases laid out in her living room before she pulled out the necklace.
The next evening, Connie sat waiting for Kylie to arrive. She sat on her big comfy couch, her legs crossed and her foot bouncing in anticipation, her shoe flapping away. She hopped up when she heard a car in her driveway.
Connie stayed behind the door as she swung it open. She heard Kylie step in before she saw her.
She pushed the door closed and both women squealed.
Kylie looked down and wrapped her arms around the tiny little woman in front of her as Connie leapt up to get her hug from the tall blonde woman in her foyer.
“You have no idea how happy I am to see you like this!” Connie said.
“Likewise…but I had a feeling you know” Kylie replied kicking off her size 9 sandals. “I brought a pair of your shoes back home haha”
“The whole outfit is back home!” Connie said.
“I love what you picked out and your makeup is, how the kids say, on fleek” Kylie said.
“Nobody says that anymore” Connie said rolling her eyes and folding her arms over her tiny chest.
“I’ll confess. I’ve pretty much been you since the minute I got home last night” Kylie said taking a seat.
“Me too” Connie put her hand up “Guilty” she headed to the kitchen and returned with two glasses and a bottle of wine. After pouring, she curled up in a chair, her little legs tucked underneath her while Kylie kicked back with her legs crossed.
Both of them talked about their lives, their families, their friends, their jobs, their likes and dislikes. Connie talked about growing up in the 70s and 80s and filing in the young woman in her body about pop culture references from so many years ago “I remember Woodstock! I was 7 sure but I remember hearing about it” the now 23-year old said as they began to eat their delivered meal.
“Well my birthday just went back from 1997 to 1962 so…I’ll try to brush up on my Brady Bunch and Disco moves” Kylie said.
“You’ll get the hang of it. I have to update and act like I’m so much better at technology than I actually am now if I’m going to pull off being you. I found your Social Media accounts…” Connie said.
“I’ll give you my passwords if you want to log in as me” Kylie offered.
Connie blushed “Um…ok”
They talked all week. Meeting up every night, they became friends and found that they did have quite a lot in common.
On the day of the wedding, they had to show up as their original selves though due to the fact that they were bringing dates.
Connie was divorced and a mother to two adult children but had been seeing a guy named Jack for about 2 years while Kylie had been dating Matt since their junior year of college, almost 3 years now.
Both arrived early and had their boyfriends wait in the lounge while they carried their dresses upstairs under the guise of going to see a woman to get their hair done up in one of the rooms who had been hired for the guests.
They were taking the next step tonight; it would be the first time interacting with the other’s significant other. The night could lead them home as the other as well, they were both willing to see where it went.
Kylie got in first. She couldn’t wait to grow into her more mature body again. Matt had been out of town until yesterday so she had been free to be Connie for most of the week outside of her job but now, she had been Kylie for almost 24 hours straight.
She laid out the tan and olive green dress and tan sandals along with all the jewelry she was going to wear when she heard the door open and Connie come in. “Oh am I glad to see you” Kylie said.
“Likewise” Connie replied as she put down her purse. She unzipped her bag and brought out the tiny white stripped halter dress and platform stiletto heels.
“Bet you can’t wait to get into that dress huh” Kylie said only able to think about how much those heels would hurt her feet.
Connie rolled her eyes “You have NO idea…I haven’t been you all day”
“Well I haven’t been you since yesterday…I feel like I’m going through withdrawals” Kylie replied “Matt has been up my butt since he hadn’t seen me in over a week”
Connie just laughed “You are such an old woman”
“You know it” she laughed in reply “Although we did go out last night and it was nice to go dance without my back, my knees and my feet all hurting”
“Now you’re understanding why it feels so good to me” Connie said “Pain free”
“I don’t have that much pain being you but I can tell a difference” Kylie admitted as she striped down.
“I’ve started running in your body on my treadmill and it has responded well. I’m up to 5 miles already again. My knees wouldn’t let me run at all anymore…your knees however…” Connie said.
“Oh wow! I never ran like that. I played sports in high school but never track” Kylie said “I was a soccer player”
“You mentioned that; that’s why I figured I could try to run and see how I did” Connie admitted. She was down to just her bra and panties. They both took off their last few items and stood before each other naked as they put on their necklaces.
“This is the first time since the first time that I’ve gotten to see us both swap at the same time” Kylie said.
“I know right! It does add an extra element to it” Connie agreed.
As the necklace came to rest against Connie’s chest, her skin tightened and lightened. She began to shrink and her hair began to grow. Her face thinned and lifted into her youthful visage. Her eyebrows stood out quickly over her big dark brown eyes and she batted her eyelashes as they thickened. She wiggled her shrinking nose and her mouth curled up into a satisfied smile.
Connie looked down and her hair cascaded down with her. Her chest pulled in and her stomach went taut and flat as her hips flared. Her breasts perked up and pulled up.
Kylie’s necklace dropped and she began to grow. Her stomach pushed out, giving way as her sides and waist shifted first. Her changes worked from the middle both up and down creating a wider body as she put on height.
Her hips and ass flared as her thighs thickened. Her skin grew rougher with age, her breasts filled out and slipped down lower on her chest.
As Kylie’s calves and ankles thickened, her upper arms filled out as well taking her shoulders out as well. She felt her feet grow wider and longer in a release that gave her chills every time.
Kylie flexed her hands as her neck skin loosened, her cheeks loosened and the skin all around her face lined and creased before her hair pulled up in a severe rewind leaving her with short blonde hair swept off to the side instead of the mound of heavy hair she had carried in.
As Kylie shook out her short hairdo, Connie watched the changes trim her thighs and lift up her calf muscles as she went in a straight line top down method of changing. Her ankles thinned and her feet shrank all the way down to her tiny little toes which she lifted and wiggled giving way to a full body chill.
Where Kylie had stood a minute ago, now Connie stood and where Connie was, Kylie now was.
They laughed and looked each other up and down smiling.
Kylie did Connie’s hair while Connie applied makeup. Kylie’s own makeup and hair were much more subdued and took much less time. They got dressed in their dresses and heels and came down in the elevator together.
Kylie saw Jack and smiled walking towards him as he smiled. A man in his early 60s, he had salt and pepper hair and a beard and mustache to match. He put out his arm and she easily slipped hers through “You look absolutely radiant” he told her.
“Thank you” she smiled as they walked arm in arm to the ceremony.
After a quick glance, Connie beamed as she went up to Matt “Well that was totally worth it…you look amazing! You’re gorgeous…I love the whole outfit” he gushed,
“Well you don’t have to behave yourself…we have a room here tonight” Connie added with a wink.
“Oh my God” Matt said as they walked in together.
Connie balanced perfectly on her high heels; they were seated just a row behind Kylie and Jack for the ceremony.
After, it was time to head to the reception.
Connie lost her heels in favor of a pair of ballet slippers. Kylie noted that outside of children, Connie was the smallest one in attendance.
Kylie also noted that Connie was at the open bar at least twice before their food even arrived. Not that she wasn’t having a drink; the margarita in front of her was almost gone. “This is what we actually signed up for” she thought “I wonder if it will stop working after tonight” she added as she absentmindedly clutched her necklace.
Kylie was quite engaged in the conversation at her table. She was sitting with two of Alexa’s Aunts and Uncles and Alexa’s dance teacher and her husband. Who, had been Kylie’s dance teacher as well. Now the woman was 18 years younger than her but they were having a very nice conversation about dance.
Connie was at a table with Alexa’s friends from college and she was talking seamlessly, going along with stories and interjecting points that she and Kylie had gone over.
No one at either table had any clue that these two were not the real Connie or Kylie.
After they had eaten, the real fun began. Dancing and drinking.
Connie took to the dance floor and her body moved in ways she never thought possible. She didn’t dance, but moves come with this body so she did now.
Kylie knew tons of dance moves but her body didn’t cooperate. She was awkward and stiff; she danced like an old white lady.
After a few line dances, a slow song came on so Jack came out to dance with her “This is more my speed” she thought before retreating to the table to have another drink.
Kylie watched Connie dance like there was no tomorrow. She knew every step and was getting more comfortable and confident with every move she pulled off. She was a natural. All the years of dance training had somehow transferred to Connie.
Kylie felt heat rising up in her cheeks and across the back of her neck. She felt a little dizzy “This is the first thing that has changed between us beyond physical attributes. Nothing in our minds or mannerisms had ever swapped before…but now…she can dance and I can’t. I still remember my dance classes, all of them! But she has my ability to dance”
Connie was having the time of her life. She never sat down except when it was a time for just the bride and groom to dance.
When it came time for the bouquet toss, Kylie and Connie ended up right next to each other.
“Just us single girls huh” Kylie said with a little elbow bump.
“You know it” Connie replied “But with your height advantage, you’ve got me beat”
“I’ll miss on purpose if it comes our way…young girls like you deserve to catch it” Kylie responded.
“Matt already caught the garter belt” Connie said “I think that already means you’re next”
“Or does it mean that you’re next?” Kylie countered.
The bouquet arched in the air right at them. Kylie took a step back and it landed in Connie’s tiny arms. Kylie was the first one to clap and push her friend forward.
Kylie danced a few more slow dances and did the YMCA while Connie went non-stop seemingly getting better as the night wore on “I wonder if she knows she can do a backflip?” she thought before adding “I just hope she doesn’t try it in that skimpy little dress”
Bags had been packed in anticipation of staying overnight and Kylie and Connie had made sure their rooms were next to each other.
Matt had to support Connie on their way up to their room a bit while Kylie had taken her alcohol like a champ. The night was not over for either of them by a long shot.
Connie spun around once the door was closed behind them and began to kiss Matt passionately. She was out of her dress in seconds. It was animalistic and rough. Numerous positions and several times that lasted all night.
Kylie went in and went to the bathroom first. She undressed and took off her makeup while Jack also wound down. They climbed into bed together and took their time, a lot of foreplay before missionary but it was very pleasing. After which, they curled up and fell asleep.
The next day, they were both driven to each other’s respective homes and checked in from there.
“Well I guess we ended up where they thought we should be haha” Connie said “I’ll be over in a little bit”
They recapped their nights, Kylie blushing as she heard the stories Connie told her.
“So where do we go from here?” Kylie finally asked. “We got these…” she lifted up her necklace “…for the wedding but if I’m reading us both correctly; neither one of us wants to just end this now”
“No” Connie replied “I don’t see why we should have to stop. As long as we coordinate with each other I don’t see why we can’t keep sharing our lives and our bodies”
And for the next 20 years, that’s exactly what they did.