Madam’s Verde’s Mystic Costumes: Daughter's Choice

Chapter 4
Transformation

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Chapter Description: One more chapter to go.

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Just as the sun was peaking over the horizon giving its glowing light to the night sky, another glowing light was appearing all over town. Every costume in town from Madam Verde’s was glowing a bluish light at the same time. In Alison’s room, the light blue light could be seen coming from the cracks in the doors of her closet. Alison did not notice the light for she was still sleeping quietly in her bed. A minute later the light faded until it was gone once again.

A little girl, with her purple eyes shining brightly, was sitting up in her bed. “It’s time for the fun to begin,”, smiled little Miranda. She was wearing a pink child’s pajamas and clinging to a stuffed teddy bear. Her right thumb was wet from sucking on it during the night. Yawning, she stuck her thumb back into her mouth, “Still sweepy”, Miranda mumbled and curled up into a fetal position holding tightly to her teddy bear that was almost a big as she was. It was hard to imagine that this adorable little girl was the source of all the magic going on in Lewisville.

Alison’s clocked started beeping. Stretching her arms over her head, Alison yawned. “It’s morning finally”. She tossed the covers off her body and got out of bed and turned off her alarm. Standing there in only her bra and panties, she grabbed her cell phone.

Alison dialed Torie’s phone number and waited. It rang a couple of times before it was picked up.

“Hewwo”, came a little girl’s voice on the other end.

“Torie is that you? This is Alison”, asked Alison.

“He he yep, me widdle”, little Torie giggled.

“How does it feel?”

“Nice, me wearing nightie dipee’s, feel good. Oh and mommy is giviing me a bubble bath right before eats time.”, explained Torie. “Torie darling the bubble bath is ready”, came a young woman’s voice in the back ground. “Kay mommy”, Torie replied to the voice. “Aliie me go bye bye now, Kay”.

“Okay Tor, have a nice bath and see you later”, said Alison.

“Kay, bye”, and the phone went dead.

“I guess she started early and a bubble bath does sounds nice”, thought Alison as she put her phone on the night stand.

Alison opened her closet and pulled out her costume. She walked over to the wall mirror by her doorway. The size of the costume was so small compared to who was going to wear it.

Cupping her c-cup breasts Alison sighed, “Well babies, I guess we’ll be together later”. Take once last look at her teenhood, Alison took as deep breath. “Is est meus sumptus”, while holding the Red Riding Hood costume.

The costume glowed in a bluish light. The light moved its way up Alison’s arms like it was alive. The light soon enveloped her entire body. A warm tingling feeling was all over her body. The tingling feeling at her crotch was actually turning her on.

“This feels so good”, whispered a now 15 year old Alison. She closed her eyes and basked in the feelings.

If Alison was watching, the image in the mirror was slowly regressing through her teen years and coming up on her childhood. Her once c-cup breasts have receded back to a-cups and still going. At the same time, her bra and panties were also changing in style and color. Going from purple silk panties to pink cotton ones. Her bra suddenly changed into a training bra as Alison became 11 years old. The pleasure she was getting at her crotch diminished as puberty left her. A bright blue eyed 10 year old looked into the mirror.

“Look at me, a kid again”, said Alison in a now higher pitched voice. “And look cartoon panties”, she giggled looking at the Disney Princess underwear she was wearing. Her bra had long gone and in its place a small Tee shirt.

Alison watched as her height shrank in the mirror. The whole room was looking bigger by the second. The warm tingling feeling was also starting to tickle her more sensitive skin, causing her to giggle.

“Tickles”, giggled a 7 year old Alison. “Feels like I need to go pee”, she exclaimed as the tickling was still at her groin. She started to clamp her little legs together and waddle back and forth. “Should have gone potty first”, 6 year old Alison said. She was still holding the costume, which was closer in size for her to wear than before, because you could not let go until the process was complete.

Using her tongue, she felt her adult teeth recede back into her gums and baby teeth appear in their place. The feeling of needing to go potty intensified as she grew even smaller. As she reached being a kindergartener, her childish underwear changed into good nites, night time diapers.

“Need go pee pee”, 5 year old Alison strained.

The tickling feeling was not helping and it caused her control to leave. A stream of urine filled her night time diapers. A sigh in relief filled the toddler as the pressure reduced in her bladder.

“Ah dat better”, smiled 4 year old Alison, feeling he warm pee in her diaper.

The blue glow faded and left the toddler wearing night time diapers and a small pink Tee. Little Alison dropped her costume and looked into the mirror.

“Me dorable”, Alison smiled.

Sarah was sleeping soundly in her bedroom. She was awoken suddenly by a bouncing toddler on her bed.

“Mommy mommy wakey”, shouted little Alison as she bounced up and down on the bed. Her shoulder length blonde curls moving out of sync of her movement.

Sarah saw the daughter she has not seen for 12 years. “Alison?”, she asked still groggy from sleep.

Alison stopped bouncing, “It me, mommy. Me little”.

“I can see that. Why so early though. It’s still morning and trick or treating is not until later today.”

“Cause me wanted to be little longer”, smiled Alison and tossed herself into her mother.

Sarah hugged her now smaller daughter. Alison liked the feeling of her mommy holding her like this.

“I’ve forgotten how cute you were at this age”, smiled Sarah as she pulled Alison more onto her lap. Her hand cupped her daughter’s bottom. It was then that she felt some wetness. “Alison sweety, did you wet?”, asked Sarah.

Alison lifted her head from her mommy’s chest. “Sorry mommy, me wet, forgot potty first”.

“That’s okay. At least you were wearing your Good Nites.”, smiled Sarah and kissed her daughters forehead.

“Mommy can I have bubble bath?”, asked Alison with a smile.

“Sure you can, how can I resist that adorable face.”, Sarah said and rubbed the top of Alison’s head.

“Yea, bubbles”, giggled Alison.

Sarah swung her legs over the edge of the bed and carefully lifted her daughter. She carried her to the master bathroom. Alison meanwhile hugged her mommy tightly. As they entered the bathroom, Sarah slowly lowered her daughter to the floor. Once Alison’s bare feet touched the floor, she went to the bathtub. She was amazed how big it looks to her now.

“The tube is so big”, exclaimed Alison. Her hands were on the edge of the tub and she was on her tippy toes trying to look in. Even though it was a two person whirl pool bath, for Alison is even bigger.

“It’s because you’re so little now. Hmm, now where is the bubble bath.”, Sarah said while looking through the cabinet under the sink. A bottle of lavender bubble bath solution was found in the back of the cabinet. Sarah has not used it in a long time. “Here it is.” Sarah grabbed the bottle and handed it to Alison. “Now hold tightly to it while mommy gets the bath ready.”

“Okay mommy”, said Alison holding the bottle in her tiny hands.

Sarah started the water and made sure it was at the right temperature. She motioned Alison to bring the bubble bath and pour it in the tub. Giggling, little Alison poured it in. Once the water was at the right level, Sarah turned off the water. Alison lifted her arms so Sarah could remove her baby Tee shirt, and next came her wet night time diapers being pulled off. Sarah was still amazed at the transformation of her daughter and the magic that caused it. She carefully lifted Alison over the edge of the tub and lowered her into the water. As soon as her bottom hit the tub, Alison started to play with the bubbles and acting like any other toddler would gleefully popping them with her fingers.

Seeing the actions of her daughter, she was afraid the magic overdid it. “Alison how old are you?”, Sarah asked.

“Me four mommy”, said Alison looking up at her Sarah.

“No how old were you before you turned four?”, Sarah questioned.

“I was big girl, sixteen”, giggled Alison. “Why ask mommy?”

Sighing, Sarah went to her knees so she could be closer to the tub. “I was afraid that the magic truly made you little on the way you are acting.”

“Dat silly, the magic is good. Me member everything. But magic helps me member being little too. Having fun”, said Alison and blew bubbles at her mommy.

“I can see that”, smiled Sarah and blew bubble back at he daughter.

Sarah and Alison played together as well as getting Alison clean. Before Alison’s fingers started to get pruney, Sarah lifted her out of the tub. Taking a towel she rubbed her toddler dry.

“Now what clothes can you wear other than your costume? All your clothes are made for a teenager”, asked Sarah.

“Me know. Me bought them”, grinned Alison and ran naked out of the bathroom.

While her daughter was out, Sarah decided to take a bath as well. “No since of wasting the water.” She slipped off her robe and her underwear. She stepped into the bath and relaxed. She turned on the facet to add more water to the bath and turned on the whirl pool function. “That’s better, this feels good.”

Meanwhile, little Alison dug through the bags she brought home. When she found what she was looking for, she pulled out a pink sun dress. Next she grabbed a pair of training pants and pulled them up her legs. She lifted the dress above her head and let it fall over her.

“It fits”, smiled Alison and danced around, twirling her dress around. Being Saturday, Alison knew what she wanted to do. “CARTOONS!!”, she gleamed and ran down the stairs to the livening room.

After 30 minutes of relaxing in the tub, Sarah got out and dried herself off. As she made her way down the stairs, she could not help but smiled when she saw Alison sitting on the sofa in a pink sun dress watching cartoons. Sarah went to the kitchen and made breakfast.

After scrapping some scrambled eggs onto a plate, Sarah called out, “Breakfast is ready Alison”.

“Coming mommy”, was the reply from the living room.

Sarah watched as her toddler daughter bounced into the kitchen. She was two pink ribbons tied in her hair. Alison climbed into one of the chairs and sat on her legs.

“Me hungry”, said Alison grabbing the plate.

Sarah made herself a cup of coffee and some breakfast as Alison tore into hers. Sitting down at the table she watched as her youthened daughter ate.

“So what do you want to do until tonight?”, asked Sarah sipping her coffee.

Alison lifted her glass of milk, “Pway mommy”, and dribbled some milk at the sides of her mouth.

“Play huh, what do you want to play?”

Wiping her mouth of the milk, “Pway games with mommy”

“Like we used to?”

“Yep”, smiled Alison as she put another bite of eggs in her mouth.

Sarah and Alison continued to finish their breakfast. Even Alison helped her mommy clean up afterwards. Sarah and Alison grabbed some old board games from the storage closet and started playing. Sarah was enjoying the time playing with her daughter. She had missed doing this for a long time. Alison also had fun playing games with her mommy and found out that she had trouble reading the words. Oh she remembered the words, but for some reason they looked like gibberish on the paper. Boards games turned into hide and seek and a tickling match that ended with both of them on the living room floor exhausted. Alison went to sleep while on top of Sarah.

“I guess it’s her nap time”, cooed Sarah and gently lifted her daughter. She carried her to the master bedroom. She them laid Alison down and climb in bed herself. Sarah gently cradled her daughter close as she sang some nursery tunes. “Sleep tight, mommy is right here”.

Alison dreamed playing with her mommy, all the while Sarah read a book right next to her. Two hours later, Alison woke up.

“Mama”, Alison yawned and rubbed her eyes.

“Yes baby, mama is here”, said Sarah and cuddled her daughter to her. “So did you have a nice nap?”

Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, Alison replied, “Yes mommy, tummy making funny noises”. A grumbling sound came from the direction of Alison’s stomach.

“That’s because its past lunch time”, said Sarah as she rubbed Alison’s tummy.

Sarah carried the still groggy toddler to the kitchen and made them both some lunch. During lunch Sarah was curious on what costume her daughter picked for her.

“Sweety, what costume is mommy going to wear tonight, can I see it?”, asked Sarah as sweetly as she could.

“Secret. Want be surprise for mommy”, mumbled Alison as she bit into her sandwich.

“When do you want me to use the costume?” question Sarah

Swallowing her food, Alison answered, “After lunch mommy, kay” and took another bite.

“Okay, I trust you. I hope it’s nice.”

“Mommy, you be pretty in it”, smiled Alison before grabbed her glass of juice.

Sarah decided to wait until Alison was ready, but she kept on trying to figure out how old she was going to end up. After lunch and cleaning up, the phone started ringing.

Sarah picked up the phone, “Hello this is the Moores residence.”

“Hi Sarah, this is Tracey Miller, Torie’s mother”, came the voice on the other side.

“Oh hi Tracey, how is Torie?”

“Oh just fine, she’s taking a nap right now”

“I see, so when will you be over?”

“We’ll be by around 4:00. So did you find out what Alison got you as a costume?”

“No, she’s keeping it a secret until she is ready.”

Sarah heard the crying of a baby in the back ground. “Is that Torie crying?”

“Oh no, that’s little Tommy. He’s made a mess in his diaper and needs changing. Tommy, mommy is going to change you, don’t wake up Torie.”

“Tommy? You don’t mean your husband”

“Sure is, even at 2 years old he can be demanding at times.”

“Tracey you sound different, did you change?”

“Noticed huh, right now I’m sweet sixteen again. No more wrinkles and joint pain, even my breasts are perky again.”

“I’m wondering how old Alison picked for me.”

“Don’t worry about and just enjoy it. It’s only for one night right”

“Okay I’ll try. I’ll see you in two hours then.”

“See you in a few”, and the line went dead.

“Mommy who dat?”, asked Alison.

Sarah put down the phone. “That was Torie’s mommy. She’s coming over in two hours.”

“Oh goodie”, smiled Alison. “Then it’s time mommy change too”.

Before Sarah could say anything, Alison ran up the stairs to her bedroom. Sarah followed her daughter and found the door to her room closed. Willing to wait Sarah walked to her bedroom and sat on her bed. After a few minutes, Alison came walking in holding something behind her back.

“Mommy promise you close eyes and not peak, pretty please.”, begged Alison.

“Okay, I promise”, Sarah said and stood up. She closed her eyes liked she promised.

“Hold out hands”, explain Alison and placed the white costume into her mommy’s hands.

Sarah could tell the material was soft and light. “Must not be very big”, thought Sarah. “So what now?, remember I never did this before.”

“Just say Is est meus sumptus”, said Alison as best she could.

Sarah took a deep breath, “Here goes nothing, Is est meus sumptus”.

Alison watched as the blue light engulfed the costume and her mommy. Already she could see the changes in her mommy’s face. The crows feet that had began to deepen were now fading away.

“It tingles and the warm feeling is nice”, said Sarah basking in the overwhelming sensations she was feeling.

No longer was her mommy in her 40’s but now she was entering her 20’s. This was the youngest she ever remembers her mommy being.

“Mommy you pretty”, said Alison looking at her young mommy.

“Thank you sweety, this feels nice”, said Sarah now the young college student. Her dark blonde hair was beginning to lighten in color.

When Sarah enter her teen years, the rush of hormones and the tingling in certain areas, were starting to turn her on. Feelings she had not felt in a very long time.

“This feels very nice”, sighed a young 16 year old Sarah. Her voice was lighter and slightly higher in pitch.

Sarah’s clothes have changed as well, no longer wearing what an older woman would wear but now had clothes that a teenager would put on. Her skirt had changed into a mini and her shirt was a tank top. She was rubbing her legs together from the feelings coming from her woman hood.

Sarah bit her lip, “Feels soooo good”, she moaned out. She was having her first orgasm in many years. She bent her knees and almost fell over.

Down Sarah went in age as little Alison watched in amazement. She’s never seen her mommy so young before. Sarah moaned out a second time as another orgasm hit her. But that would be the last one, since she was about to go out of puberty.

“Alison you never told me it feels this good”, moaned a 13 year old Sarah. “Am I done yet?, she asked.

“Not yet mommy”, smiled Alison as Sarah reentered childhood.

“Starting to tickle”, giggled a 9 year old Sarah.

Sarah was now wearing blue dress with a white sash around the middle. She was squirming from the tickling the light was giving her. Her hair was as blonde as her daughters now and was shoulder length. Sarah’s giggling was getting higher in pitch as she got younger.

“Feels like I need to go potty”, said a 6 year old Sarah crossing her young legs under her pink play dress.

Sarah was now barely taller than her daughter and was continuing to shrink before Alison’s eyes.

“Need go pee pee bawdy” squirmed 5 year old Sarah.

Alison saw a stream of pee run down Sarah’s leg and onto the floor. A damp spot appeared on her little dress. Curious, Alison lifted the front of Sarah’s dress and saw her mommy’s wet udies.

“Ahhh” sighed little Sarah from relief.

Alison watched as the undies changed into training pants. “Too wate, mommy wet”, thought Alison.

“Me feew funny”, said 3 year old Sarah.

Alison watched as her former mommy shrank smaller than her. Training pants changed into diapers and the dress vanished. Sarah fell onto her diapered bottom. Her blonde hair became wispy as Sarah became an infant below one years of age.

“Okay mommy open eyes and lookie at costume.” Alison said.

Tiny Sarah opened her eyes to an infant’s little angel outfit. It was white and lacey with what looked like real wings on the back. They were made with real feathers and time was taken to make them as real as possible. There was a golden glittery diaper cover and booties. The world around her was huge, even her toddler daughter was big. This scared little Sarah and she started to whimper with tears.

“Its okay mommy, it’s only for tonight. Me be big sister and take care of you.”, comforted Alison as she picked up her infant mommy.

Alison rubbed Sarah’s back and rocked her back and forth until Sarah calmed down.

“Let’s get you changed”, cooed Alison as she carried Sarah to her bedroom.

Alison laid Sarah on the floor and removed her wet diaper. Grabbing the supplies she bought, Alison began to clean and diaper tiny Sarah. Once diapered, Alison got Sarah dressed in her costume. Sarah tried to talk to her daughter, but all that came out was baby gurgles and babble.

Sarah could not help but gurgle happily when Alison tickled her round tummy. Alison managed to get Sarah in her costume including her diaper cover and booties. For the final touch, Alison put on the white bonnet with a tiny gold halo on top. Once finished, Alison picked up Sarah and carried her to the mirror on the wall.

Sarah was staring at her daughter holding an adorable baby girl in one of the cutest outfits she has seen. “Gaa”, exclaimed Sarah as she pointed to the mirror.

“Dat right mommy, dat you. See how pwetty”, cooed Alison.

There was a knock on the door.

 

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