Quantum Jennifer

Chapter 6
The story rewinds

Chapter Description: Jennifer is now happy with her newfound abilities and wants more.

Jenny completed her thesis on quantum interactions with first-hand knowledge of the subject. She and the professor kept the results of their experiment a secret to prevent anyone else from being a potential candidate to destroy the universe as they knew it. The professor knew that he wouldn’t be receiving a Nobel for Physics anytime soon and decided to go off in another safer direction with his research.

Jenny walked into the professor’s lab for a visit. She was currently 12 years old, wearing a yellow, green, and white striped tank top, a pair of pastel yellow shorts with a stretchy waist that hid her child-sized diaper, and a pair of green bottomed flip-flops with white tops and straps.

“Jenny! What brings you here today? I see that you’re a bit younger than the last time I saw you, is there any particular reason for that?” asked the professor.

“Just stopped by to see if you could use a little help on your research, professor. I’m 12 today due to it being that time of the month in my actual timeline. It’s a lot easier to cope with it at this age.” She confessed.

The professor went to make further comments on her condition and grabbed his chest. His angina was particularly bad today and while reaching for his nitro pills, collapsed to the floor.

“Are you okay, professor? Asked Jenny as she put her hands on his chest. She was worried that he might not be long for this world.

“I’m… I’m…” said the professor as he passed out with a painful look on his face.

He awoke to Jenny hovering over him worriedly. He was lying in a small cot that he kept in the lab for those long nights that he did research. Although as of late, his health wasn’t very good and prevented him from pulling one. He sighed wistfully wishing for better health to allow him to do so.

“You should be fine, professor! I made some slight modifications to your physical structure that should have removed the material blocking your arteries,” said a concerned Jennifer “let’s stand you up and see how well they worked out for you.”

He found that he was able to stand up almost immediately with no pain. “Thank you, Jenny, I haven’t felt this good in years!” then he noticed that his voice was a bit higher than before and turned to Jenny accusingly “What have you done, exactly? I seem to be the same height as you are, did you rewind my clock, perchance?”

“Well, yes. I panicked a bit when you stopped breathing and didn’t know what else to do!” confessed Jenny “On the bright side, there’s a PG movie playing over at the Bijou, wanna go see it?”

The professor walked over to a mirror nearby and examined the 13-year-old boy that stood on the other side of it. A Woodstock t-shirt with a black crows-foot peace symbol imposed over a wooden guitar fretboard adorned his top while a pair of beige cargo shorts adorned his waist and stopped at the tops of his knee caps. Red-striped athletic socks that came halfway up his calves and a pair of Converse all-star sneakers covered his feet. A simple gold-colored wristwatch adorned his left wrist. His formerly snow-white hair was now parted on the side, golden brown with the sides cut short.

He smiled and admired his old-school metal braces and liked the look. “Very well, my dear,” he said offering his arm to her “we shall go to this PG-13 movie of yours. There’s just one thing, however…”

Jenny’s face took on a look of light concentration as the professor’s underwear ballooned outwards slightly pushing lightly against his pants. His Fruit of the Loom underwear became a thick teen diaper. He pulled out the top of his cargo shorts and admired her handiwork.

“Perfect! Now we don’t have to worry about the bathroom while we drink those big gulps they have at the Bijou,” he remarked, “what’s the name of the show?”

“Secret Magic Control Agency,” said Jenny as they strolled out of the lab to catch the show “you’ll love it!”

-Fin