This by all counts is my 50th story Ive posted-and it is definitely my weirdest. Written over two years mostly when Ive been ill or really really drunk (I would have to be)-but i just kept adding and adding and adding to it, and what I came out with was a lot different than what I intended to write in the first place. But enjoy or don't, hey its a free country and you are reading a story for free.
Hope you Enjoy...
Adobeman 10
Positives and Negatives
By Adobeman10
“Its all bullshit you know” Leanne stood there protesting while the doctor inserted the injection. Her taught 38 double E’s shook as she struggled against the chairs restraints. She was a curvy gil, easily 5’8 with a booty that would make J-Lo jealous and boobs that even the tightest T-shirt would not restrain. She had thicker thighs and a little bit of a pouchy stomach and big cheeks and lips. But with the curvy assets she had, Leanne had no trouble having the boys see what she wanted them to see. Which is why she was in the predicament she was in.
“Leanne dear, you got a sexually transmitted disease. You cant keep sleeping around like this. You are 21 dear, its time you learned your lesson.” Her mother Olivia pleaded with her for reason. At only 38, she knew the lessons of promiscuity when she was younger. Its how she had her daughter at only 17, and another step-daughter 2 years later. She too was quite the Milf Bombshell, also with very curvy assets like her daughter though slightly shorter and not quite as busty. She knew the lessons of being sexually active and did not want her daughter to repeat the same mistakes.
“Its your own damn fault, you slut.” Nadine said with delight. The shortest of the Dumon family, Nadine was only 5’3 with barely a B-cup bra and not nearly the assets of her step-mom and step-sister. She was quite stunning and in very good shape, she never attracted the looks and stares the way her step-mother and step-sister did. Her father married Olivia Dumon years ago after her mother died-she was happy to see her father happy for the few short years he had left. But when he passed, she was all alone with the Dumon’s. Olivia the short-sighted mother who put Leanne on the pedestal and Leanne-the curvy dimwit who was as big a bitch as her boobs. She couldn't wait to see Leanne taken down a few pegs, “I cant wait to be the bigger sister.”
“Only for a week squirt! Then I grow back, right doc?” Leanne looked at the doctor for confirmation. This was a new routine treatment that was furnished for such cases as STD’s. The newest treatment was Re-gen. Purification through regression, the doctors regressed all the cells, and when the cells ‘re-booted’ the subject would grow back to their template age with all traces of the malady gone. It was very short treated and not every subject reacted the same way. But for the Dumon’s it was worth the risks to treat their precious little girl. The Beautiful and gorgeous Leanne, the Pride of their family.
“Yes dear, you will slowly regress to the reboot body template that was free of the malady within a weeks time. You will grow shorter and smaller and more youthful; that is only temporary though. Your body is cleansing itself, ridding itself of toxins. When your body has hit the primary start; you will then begin to grow every day until you are back to yourself. Free of any problems.” The kindly man with glasses said with optimism. Most patients felt fear of growing smaller, but it was merely a bump in the road back to sickness free. It was often weird seeing husbands and wives with regressed spouses, but no funny business was allowed other it might stunt the process and they would be much worse than before. The Dumons had signed all the paperwork and treatment and knew what was entailed.
“Well maybe they can tie your legs so you don't become a pregnant slut” Nadine said with spite. She loathed her step sister, for the boyfriends she stole and the attention she received. She had gotten better grades, worked harder in life-yet it was her beautiful step sister who got all the attention.
“Girls please” Olivia pleaded for her daughters to get along. “Not here.”
“All done,” the doctor said as he removed the straps. “Now you will experience discomfort, but it is all temporary. I will see you in two weeks for your follow up.”
“Move it squirt” Leanne said as she shoved her sister to the side.
“Ow, you bitch!” Nadine said as she tried to throw a punch only to have it blocked by Mom.
“I told you two before, KNOCK IT OFF.”
The doctor oblivious to the two fighting proceeded to give instructions as if it were normal. “Now, we have your Pills that you must take when you reach your baseline. Once you have cleansed. You must take three pills a day for a week. This will insure proper vitamin and reversion to yourself. Very important to take these pills.”
Olivia was barely paying attention as she was texting her friend, the same with Leanne. The only person seemingly interested was Nadine who found the whole procedure, fascinating.
“Oh dear, Leanne, Bobby the very cute lawyer who wanted to represent you for some modeling needs to see your for your contracts. He thinks you have a great shot at some feature production stuff. But we have to go now.”
“Ma’am, im afraid we wont have your medication done for at least two hours.” the doc protested.
“Mooooommmmmm, I cant miss this. Make Nadine stay for them.” Leanne whined
“Thats a good idea, Nadine, sweetie, you can stay here for the prescription while we go to the meeting okay?”
“But I had a study session for class, some of us actually decided to go to college.” Nadine said in a snark at her sister.
“Nadine, now I am tired of you not supporting your sister. You will stay here until its ready-do I make myself clear?” Olivia said quite sternly. She knew Nadine was smart, but Leanne had a chance to do what she never could; a future model like Kate Upton.
“Yes Mom…” Nadine said reluctantly.
Three hours later….
Nadine sat playing solitaire on her phone while the battery teetered around 15% to the point she had to shut it off. It seemed like forever she had been sitting in this lobby.
“Your sister, she's a real bitch isn't she…”
Nadine looked up and saw the Secretary behind the desk. “Yeah, my mom doesn't see it though. Its because she's super pretty and has those damn boobs. With her personality, body would give her the time of day. I wish she knew what it was like.”
“I think I can help with that…”
Nadine’s eyebrows arched. “What do you mean?”
“Nevermind, I shouldn't have said anything.”
“No, no I really want to know. What do you mean.” Nadine was really interested and got up and leaned over the desk.
“See I have a sister thats just like that-total bitch-I wish I could get her in here because…”
“Because what?” Nadine gasped.
The secretary produced two bottles of pills, one with a red label and one with a blue label. “These red pills, these are the ones your sister needs to take once she's at baseline to grow back. Boobs, but and all. Now these Blue pills, these are Estrogen inhibitors. She starts popping these instead, she comes back part of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee, if you know what I mean. If I had my sister in here, Id have her shopping for training bras in no time.”
“What do I do with these Red pills then?”
“I dont know, they aren't harmful or anything; They were for your sister so she gets her jugs back. try them-maybe you might get lucky. And if you really want to screw with her, give her these in a few weeks” She said as she produced a bottle of white pills. “Lets just say it might change her outlook on life a bit.
Nadine was hesitant, it would just be a matter of switching the bottles. But maybe her sister needed to be taught a lesson. This would be the perfect way to do so, she thought with a grin.
DAY 1
Leanne adjusted her bra ever so slightly, she looked at her face in the mirror. Was she already getting younger? It was weird to go backwards, if only for a little bit; but still very weird. It had to be in her mind, it couldn't work this quickly.
DAY 2
Leanne cupped her boobs-they felt smaller. There was a distinct gap between her nipples now and the edge of the bra cup. She was an easy C cup as the mass reduced quickly. She had a small measuring board set up next to the wall-she wanted to track her size change and see how it worked. She leaned backwards against it and marked the top of her head. 5’6? She had already lost two inches, she had pulled out old clothes from when she was younger in preparation. Hopefully she wouldn't have to wear them too long.
Olivia looked at the pills on the counter. The blue pills just sat there staring at her. They were her daughters pills, but she would love a little extra umph in her cup size, just enough to possibly be larger than her daughter. Besides, whats a few pills going to cause.
Nadine felt a tightness in her clothes, they were definitely tighter than the day before. Perhaps these little red pills might make things VERY interesting.
DAY 3
Fuck, thought Leanne as she walked away from the measuring pole. 5’1?! How had she lost 5 inches in a day? Was this whole thing speeding up? Her C-cup bras would be too large for her now. With any imagination, she was now barely a B-cup the exact same size as her… ugh sister. She thought about Nadine, the two never had a great relationship, but she knew her step sister would never miss an opportunity to knock her down a few pegs. Her pants were very very loose and pooled around her ankles. She could no longer wear her old clothes, she had to wear the old clothes.
She opened up the boxes she had arranged in her room, she looked at the first box which had some old hand me downs from her sister in it. B-cup bra… Perfect. She put it on and was surprised at how well it fit. She tried to push her boobs together with her hands. No such luck, there was barely any cleavage to speak of. She found a nice blue shirt with some white shorts. She had lost a little bit of weight during the regression. Her thighs were still very thick for someone her age, and her butt was quite large for someone going into her teens. But at least she had her very blue eyes and gorgeous blonde hair. She would make this work. Somehow.
DAY 4
Leanne looked with apprehension as her now B-cups, the bras she had borrowed from Nadine were now too big for her little boobs. It wasn't just the loss of height that bothered her, its that her sister. Her younger sister would now have bigger boobs than her. Even though it was temporary, she didn't like the change in positions. She knew her step- sister was lording it over her at every opportunity she got. She did not look forward to dinner time, she would have to sneak it upstairs so she didn't have to see her. She found a small A-cup bra in one of the boxes and fastened the clasps in the back. Damn… it was still a little loose. She went to the measuring board. 4’9. She had almost had the complete regression and almost 3 days ahead of schedule. Maybe she should start taking the pills early? The doctor said to wait exactly til Day 7, but she wanted to be normal as soon as possible.
She went over to her full length mirror-she had started making notches in the corner as each day passed-Each day the notch was a little lower almost as if it were speeding up.
Olivia felt the elastic quite loose on her panties, she looked in the mirror was she losing weight? She smiled, perhaps taking Leannes pills wasn't so bad. Maybe she would get the nice tight bod and look younger. She hated the way her daughter stole the attention of men she had. She knew she had at least a couple weeks of not having to compete with her while she regressed, but it was only a brief moratorium until she came back to her usual slutty self. Was it bad she thought of her own daughter as competition?
Nadine sucked it in on her bra, it just wouldn't fasten-it was no use. She was now much larger than her normal B-cups. Even her pants felt tighter in her ass. She was wondering how much of a change her sister was feeling. She had purchased a set of C-cup, D-cup, and E-cup bras (Wishful thinking-she thought) They were all aligned in her bottom drawer of her room.
DAY 5
Leanne woke up and dreaded this day. She looked down at her chest. Nothing, less than nothing. Two tiny pink nipples poked up from her vacant breastplate. Where once monstrous boobs lied over and spilled to the side of her frame. Now nothing was there. In fact her belly looked larger with nothing to balance it. She hopped out of bed as her panties fell loosely to the floor. She looked down there, hairless… ugh. People said getting older sucked, nobody warned her that getting younger was worse. She went to the mirror, she truly looked young, all the makeup in the world couldn't change it. She had to accept it.
In the boxes was a pair of children's overalls. Looks like that was going to be the order of the day.
Olivia bounced around the kitchen, she felt years younger. Her face had lost quite a few lines on it, and her energy level felt amazing.
DAY 16
Leanne jumped to reach the top shelf of her closet, her clothes were all the way up on the top hanger. Damn it! She thought as she was just short of it with every leap. The doctor said that there may be a delay in her growth and that it was nothing to be concerned about, but Leanne wasn't convinced this was normal. She had gone through the puberty part again with all the acne that went with it for a day or two, but several things still hadn't happened. Her pussy still hadn't grown its hair back-she looked minuscule down there. And most importantly her breasts hadn't even begun to fill in yet. She stood there naked in front of the mirror studying her body. Instead of the firm full E-cups, she still had pointy pink nipples on her flattened chest. She tried rubbing them with no luck, she had no feeling and no stimulation at all. She wasn't even horny in the slightest. She looked at her Hooters work uniform lying on the bed, what would she say when she had to go back to work? What about the modeling gig? What the fuck was going on?
Olivia sat there on her bed looking down at her nubbin little boobs. What had happened? They had shrunk out of existence entirely! She had been stuffing her bra now for several days so that her D-cup bras would look at least slightly filled. But it was almost 95% stuffing now. Even her ass her very buyont ass had taken a hit, she looked behind herself and what used to be a nice round butt that would make mens heads turn was now a fraction of its former self. She looked positively boyish in comparison. She couldn't stuff her panties full of tissue.
Nadine continued to jump in front of the mirror. She loved seeing her now prodigious boobs bounce in rhythm. They were easily large double D’s now and much more full than even her mothers had ‘been’. She knew that her mother was sneaking Leanne’s pills and she saw the toilet paper nudging its head out of her bras. Serves her right, Nadine thought, her mom shouldn't have been so greedy and trying to capitalize on Leanne.
DAY 20
` Leanne struggled to pull her underwear up past her legs, they were just so damn tight in the leg holes. She felt a small rip in the hole on the left leg, but it managed to get over her leg-so mission accomplished? she guessed. She couldn't find panties that fit her large ass and resorted to wearing some mens tighty weighty underwear to keep everything tight in. Her stomach lip pooched over the top part of her underwear and rounded near the apex almost a full few inches out from her chest. Her nipples were quite pointy and stuck out like an underdeveloped girl from her flattened chest. She pulled her nylons on, extra large and they were stretched to the absolute breaking point. Better not move too quickly today, she thought. She had to get back to work at Hooters, she had been gone nearly 3 weeks now and if she didn't show up today-she would be fired and she couldn't afford to lose this job. The tips and money were great, plus she needed the esteem boost badly.
She pulled on the Super wonder bra-the one with water balloons filled up in the top. Even with it on she didn't look anywhere near the girl she was when she took her leave a few weeks ago. The Water jostled and didn't sit right on her chest the entire time. But it was still better than being flat. She applied concealer over her face to try and hide the acne that wouldn't go away. Even her cheeks looked bigger than ever, she spent nearly an hour trying to make them look smaller. Her hair looked flat and lifeless even with all the conditioner in the world in it and an hour in the curlers. The hardest part was cynching her stomach girdle into place. It was like a vise to push in. But when it was all said and done, she looked at least presentable. She put her shoes on, much too tight for her chubby little feet on the sides and very loose in the end part. She pulled herself up, she was shorter;MUCH shorter, she estimated maybe 4’10 at this time. A far cry from her previous height of 5’8. But it did make her fake boobs look bigger.
“Leanne, good to see you; we missed you” Rita said as she gave Leanne a great big hug followed by the other girls of Hooters. Leanne felt her water balloons push hard into her chest and hoped that they didn't feel the obvious fakeness of it.
“Thank you, im glad to be back; the procedure took a little off.” The girls nervously chuckled as they all saw the apparent height difference. “But good things come in small packages right?” Everybody giggled, Leanne saw Melanie who at 5’2 was formerly the shortest girl here. Not anymore she thought sadly.
Randy the Manager came up and asked Leanne to come to the side away from the others. “Im glad you are back and feeling better Leanne, but this is the hard part. You know we have an image to present here.”
Leanne grew cold, he knew. He knew her boobs were fake!
“I know surgery can be tough and you dont move around a lot, but you will need to excise some of the extra… extra, if you catch my drift. Its okay for a few days, but part of your job is being presentable and in good shape for the guests. Ok?”
Leanne felt a sigh of relief, he was just referring to her weight; if he only knew what she had hidden; he would’ve either fired her or sent her home immediately. “Yes sir, I will work on it” She knew she was always a bigger girl at 5’8, but with a giant ass and boobs-that was acceptable. Now, she didn't have any of that going for her.
The day went on like any other work day; Leanne did her job with a smile and the guests seemed almost disappointed when they found out she was their server and not one of the other much hotter girls. She stumbled and bumped into the other hostesses and was trying to adapt to her knew height and center of gravity.
Until,”woah!!” she felt her foot catch on another waitresses shoe, she stumbled with her plate of hot wings and went to the ground hard right on her chest. She felt the splash as she felt her weight smash her water bra on impact. Her girdle snapped in the back as well, For a moment she just lied on the ground on top of the water and the plate of chicken wings; praying for a miracle and that no one would even move her. That miracle never came.
She was helped up by two other servers who were stunned to see a soaking wet flat chest and a huge belly sticking out of a Hooters uniform. The girls all murmured, the guests were stunned. The only person who went to action was Randy. “Okay Ryan, clean this mess up. Leanne lets get you to the back.”
Leanne just sat there in the chair, her feet dangling off of it. Her stomach cradled in her lap soaking wet and covered in chicken wing sauce. “Is there something you wish to tell me?” Randy said while sitting as his desk.
“There were complications,” She said under her breath.
“I can see that,” Randy said, “And so could the other guests. I cant have you as a server anymore Leanne, it doesn't fit with company image-you obviously knew that and thats why you chose to hide it.”
Leannes position shifted from that of embaresment to that of survival, she needed this job-she couldn't lose it. “Please Randy, I need this job-I can do other things too. Please dont fire me.”
Randy thought about it for a minute, “Jaime left earlier today-we do need a person in the kitchen. You still have four hours on your shift, do that and we will see how you do.”
“Thank you, thank you!”
“But you obviously cant wear that, I will have one of the other girls help you.”
Leanne sat in the break room as Jennifer one of the other servers helped her undress. As she removed her shirt and ruined water bra, Jennifer gasped. “My god girl, there is nothing left!”
Leannes eyes welled up with tears as she looked at her tiny little nipples on her chest, she knew Jennifer was right-it didn't help matters though.
“Its okay, lets get you changed out of those clothes.” Jennifer said as she helped with Leannes shoes.
Leanne stripped pulling off her now ripped pantyhose and shorts til all she was standing in was her stretched and slightly ripped underwear. She stood there embarrassed as Jennifer was the peak of perfection and she looked the exact opposite.
“Lets see what they have for you. A shirt, thats good-and some pants-they look a little large, but we can tie them up with a belt.” She kept pulling stuff out of the box of old clothes in the office. “But before you go in the kitchen, we got to do something about that hair and makeup.”
“What? Whats wrong with my hair and makeup?” Leanne protested.
Jennifer kneeled in front of the much shorter girl almost like an adult talking to a child. “Nothing sweetie, but you are going to be in the kitchen and you cant have long hair around that fire. I need to cut it back.”
“Nooo! You are not cutting my hair!” Leanne yelled.
Jennifer started to get upset, “Im just doing what Randy asked me to do, I need to get back out there and Im missing tip money because of this. You want me to tell him?”
Leanne was stunned, her hair? Her .last vestige of her former life? But she needed her job. “fine.”
Jennifer smiled with glee, “Dont worry girl, Ive been going to cosmetology school for years-Im quite good at this.”
She nearly pushed Leanne to the chair as she pulled out her scissors; while Leanne was dreading it-Jennifer was looking forward to it with absolute glee-in all her years she never got to cut hair on another woman before-she only did Boys cuts, especially after what happened with Mrs. Walters. Leanne felt her hair pulled back into a ponytail and with a snip, she felt a big weight off of her head. She knew her long blonde hair was gone. But she didn't stop with that, Leanne sat there as she saw the hair on the ground begin to grow and grow. How much was she taking off? Leanne lost in her thoughts wondering how everything went wrong until she heard “All done.”
She wanted to see a mirror, but Jennifer pulled out a huge wet washcloth and went to work on Leannes face. She scrubbed with the intensity of a power washer, making sure she got all remnants of Leannes huge foundation she put on. Until finally, “Finished!”
Jennifer pulled out a compact and gave it to Leanne. Leanne opened it with horror as she saw what Jennifer had done. She had just cut it to the limits-instead of her flowing blonde hair was now a short cropped boys cut. With her makeup scrubbed off-she looked like a young boy. Tears were in her eyes as she ran her fingers through her now short coif.
“Good right?” Jennifer said actually quite proud of herself. “Now lets get you dressed.”
Leanne pulled over the much too tight shirt as it exposed her belly button as it didn't quite cover.
“We better tape those babies down, dont want the customers getting weird you know?”
Leanne looked down as she saw two tiny nipples poking out like tiny circus tents on her shirt. Jennifer grabbed some duct tape and before Leanne could say anything, she had pulled the shirt up and duct taped them down. “All better.” She was right though, it didn't look like Leanne had anything there now.
The pants were huge and billowy; she looked like MC Hammer with such large pants.
“well are you ready to get back to work?”
Leanne stood there staring at her reflection in the full length mirror-normally a mirror she would use to touch up her makeup or fix her hair or pull her shirt down ever so slightly for that extra inch of cleavage. Now staring back at her was a short dumpy woman with a boys haircut. She didn't even recognize nor would've imagined in a million years that this was her staring back at her.
“Well lets go,” Jennifer beamed with pride-unknowingly obtuse to to the horrible haircut she did.
Leanne trudged to the kitchen area and began prepping the chicken wings for the cooks. As she was back there, she heard the murmurs of the other girls. Randy was first asking Jennifer why she did that, he just wanted her hair tied back, not cut off. The other girls were asking, was she always like this? Maybe on her time off, she did the surgery, she may be a boy?
Leanne kept scrubbing the dishes with tears in her eyes, she was once the sexiest waitress there; now everyone was doubting if she was even a woman! It was almost too much for her to bear. At least until Randy asked her to go out and start bussing tables because they were shorthanded.