Rachel Clark woke up to the sound of her alarm clock going off as it always did this time of day. She was a fairly attractive young woman, just turned eighteen a few days ago and fresh out of High School. Part of her wished she was still in school though, lately her life had fallen into a rut. It was the same thing every day - getting up at 8am, helping her mom around the house, getting on the internet to chat with friends, going shopping for little things and then going to bed. Rachel longed for a change from her boring routine with every fiber of her being! Little did she know her wish was about to come true...
She was frying pancakes in the kitchen for breakfast and eating a cookie with some milk when she heard a knock at the door that startled her.
"Who could that be? No one stops by here this early." She mused to herself. "Mom isn't even up yet!"
Turning the flame down on the stove, she set her spatula aside and walked out of the kitchen, towards the front hall.
"Oh, my hair is a mess!" She pouted as she passed the mirror in the hall. Raising a hand, she tried to smooth it down. "I really hope it's no one important, I look like a monkey styled my hair."
Despite being worried about her appearance, Rachel knew she had to answer the door. It had to be something important, either that or some stupid salesman. She was really hoping it did end up being something big, at least she'd get a little excitement in her life that way.
"Hello?" She opened the door and peered outside.. but no one was there. Rachel blinked her eyes a few times and turned her head to look up and down the street for someone walking but again, there was no one. "Oh no.. I'm getting so bored that it really is driving my crazy."
She went to close the door when the edge tapped against a brown, paper wrapped package sitting on the porch. The cancelled stamps on the front were completely unfamiliar, Rachel figured they had to be from some obscure foreign country, but it was addressed directly to her in delicate, flowing script.
"Huh? Where did this come from?" She bent down and picked up the box. It was surprisingly light. "Maybe it's a late birthday present that mom ordered. Looks like it's from some place like Abu-Dhabi."
Shrugging, Rachel carried the package inside and set it down on the coffee table. If it was a present, her mom probably wanted her to wait to open it but she couldn't find anything on the label to indicate that and it -was- addressed to her.
"It must be something really special since the postman delivered it this early. Ohhh.. I have to open it, I don't think I can wait until mom gets up! Besides, I can just rewrap it later!" Rachel giggled, feeling excited over her mystery package.
Carefully she took off the paper and opened up the lid. She couldn't believe her eyes! Inside was....
A two piece bathing suit. Rachel pulled the top out and bottoms out, they were both black
in color. Rachel stared at them and she wanted to put them on right away, but had to wait
for her mother to leave.
"Rachel? What is that?" asked her mother
Rachel spun around and dropped the bathing suit back into the bow.
"Um, its a package" she said, hoping her mom wouldn't notice that it was opened.
He mother shrugged.
"Oh, all right then. Now while I am gone on this trip, I want you to clean up the house and
the pool, you got that?" Rachel's mother asked
Rachel nodded and her mother smiled. She then kissed Rachel on the cheek.
"Ok then, I will be back on Tuesday so I want to see this house still standing"
Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Mom, I am eighteen, I can take care of myself" she said
"All right! have a good time and be good!" said her mom
"Yeah, enjoy your trip, bye!" said Rachel
She waited until her mother was in the car and driving away before she ran into the
kitchen and turned the stove off.
"I am not hungry right now, I want to try this on" Rachel said
She took out the bathing suit again and took it into the bathroom. Rachel undressed and
put the bathing suit on. She looked in the mirror and frowned.
"Aw, it doesn't fit me well... Whatever, I will just keep it on for now" she said as she began to leave the bathroom.
Suddenly, Rachel felt very warm and her body began to tingle.
"What the?" Rachel said
A sudden dizzy spell made Rachel fall to the ground. Slowly the dizziness past and she
stood up, still feeling warm and tingly. Rachel stare into the mirror and her eyes widened.
"What is happening to me?" she asked
Rachel looked at her reflection. She didn’t seem any different. Rachel had been an early bloomer, like most girls her age. She was one of the first in her grade to need a training bra and her ample DD cleavage caught the eye of many a passing man. Of course, developing early had its downside too. Rachel was often mistaken for someone in middle school because of her short stature. Standing only 4 foot 11, she was shorter than her father and even her mother, who was a head taller than her. There also wasn’t much place for weight to go but her stomach, which was why she had to work hard to keep weight off of her.
As if sensing Rachel’s desires, the bathing suit responded by making Rachel feel tingly again. Her feet felt funny, as if they had fallen asleep. Looking down, she couldn’t help but wonder did her feet look a little swollen? To answer that question, Rachel bent down to look at them. They weren’t just swollen, they were growing!
Next, her legs felt tingly like her feet had. Standing back up, Rachel felt a sense of vertigo as the room seemed to shrink slightly. She looked back in the mirror, she could see her whole chest in it without standing on a stool. She quickly glanced down at her legs. They were definitely longer.
The changes accelerated moving upward through her body as her torso stretched along with her swimsuit. Her hips widened and her butt become more noticeable, filling out the swimsuit more. The swimsuit itself also began to change. It darkened in colour, to make her look more mature.
Rachel was also gaining a more athletic build if the appearance of her toned abs were anything to go by. She was built like a runner or a swimmer. The heavy DD cup breasts on her chest shrank to a less straining CC which fit nicely on her taller more hourglass figure.
Rachel’s arms tingled next as her hands grew longer and her fingers became more slender while dark downy hairs appeared on her toned forearms.
Rachel’s face began to mature, becoming more oval shaped and less round. Her lips became a little bit fuller and the rest of her features followed suit. Her skin gained a slight tan that looked as though she had spent some time outdoors.
Lastly, the short dark hair on her head became thicker and longer cascading down past her shoulders and stopping mid way down her back.
Rachel looked at the 40 something model-esque woman in the form fitting bathing suit.
“That’s me?” She said astonished at the throaty purr that came out of her mouth. She looked like an older, more idealized version of herself. A real MILF. Rachel was no mere girl anymore. She had fully grown into womanhood.
Mom wasn't going to be back until Tuesday... She would have plenty of time to figure out how to change back... OR to figure out IF she even wanted to change back. She could pass for mom's hot sister now. She winked at herself in the mirror as she took of the magic bikini and cupped her perfect breasts, this just made her life 10 times more interesting.
