Here is a short story I created last year with bela04 on his AgeArts website. The artwork is by Bela and the writing is by me.

Part 2


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Dear Laura,

Congratulations! You have won!

Continue reading to learn how to receive your prize.

First, say these words out loud: LRIG ELTTIL YLGU NA EM EKAM

Second, you will not put down the letter until you finish it.

You may be wondering what that tingle was you felt just now. That is the magic taking effect. You see, those words you just read were a spell. The effect of the spell will be clear soon enough, so don’t worry.

No doubt, you are wondering why someone would send you a magic spell in a prize envelope. Well, that was a bit of a lie. I am not a representative of the “Thaumaturgic Prize Sweepstakes,” although I did buy the spell from them. I am your ex-boyfriend, Josh, and this is my revenge, you bitch.

Surprise!

And now, you might notice a slight shrinking sensation. That’s just the magic at work. Keep reading.

I sure hope you aren’t wondering why I’m doing this. I mean, after how you treated me, it should be pretty obvious why. You leeched money off of me for years while demanding my endless obedience to your every whim. Admittedly, it was my fault for going along with you through it all. Still, who could blame me? You were gorgeous and just about the sexiest person I had ever seen. Of course, I don’t need to tell you that. You were far too aware of what your body did to men. You were a master of manipulation, which might be the only skill you actually possessed.

Are you feeling it? Does everything seem a bit bigger all of a sudden? Does your mind feel a bit fuzzy? Keep reading.

I suppose I should have seen it coming. As soon as a new guy came along with better looks and more money, you jumped in bed with him and kicked me to the curb. That hurt. That hurt a lot.  I don’t blame him. I doubt you even mentioned that I existed when you met him. I do blame YOU for cheating, lying, and generally being a spoiled selfish child.

And, that’s just what you are now, a bratty, brainless little girl. This is your prize, your reward... your punishment. Everything you had in your life you got from your good looks. You were a master at using your body to manipulate the men around you. For that reason, I have taken your sexy body away. Say goodbye to your big tits and curvy hips. Get ready for a second trip through school and puberty. This time around, though, nature will be less generous with you. I’ll save you some suspense and worry. You won’t have a nice rack waiting for you when you get older or any real curves at all. Get used to the terms “flat as a board” and “petite.” Get used to looking up at everyone and people calling you “shrimp” or “shorty.” Get used to kids calling you “four eyes” for your glasses.

And now, you should feel the last of your mind draining away. Of course, there’s not a lot to drain. You might miss a few things, though, like your skill with makeup, your fashion sense, and your self confidence. Pretty much every adult skill you learned is being forgotten. How does that feel? How does it feel to know you’re getting dumber? Is it scary? Does it hurt? I hope it does.

There, now it’s done. Your adulthood is erased. Your whole history has been rewritten. You were never an adult. You are now just an ugly little girl in grade school. This is your life now.

You might be thinking, “Wait, but I remember it all. I remember growing up. I remember my old body, my old life.” Yes, that’s the final part of your punishment. You will forget everything you learned, but you will remember everything you’ve lost. Every time you struggle in school with simple assignments, every time you have to find a stool to reach high things, and every time you look in the mirror in disappointment, the memories of what you once had will be there to haunt you.

So, there’s your prize. You have won a fresh start. You have won decades of life back. You have won a second chance at being a better person. You may want to work on your personality and education this time around. They’re all you’ve got now.

With “love”,

Josh