"My name is Jane! I'm just a short, completely normal high school student!" Such an uninteresting self-introduction from a modern fantasy story came to her mind. By the time she returned from outside, passed through the kitchen, and somehow made it to her room, it was mid-afternoon, and she was exhausted enough to think of such an inconsequential thing.
The morning had gone quite well. She had enjoyed strawberries for breakfast, and was even able to make good progress on a drawing. It was in the afternoon when she got caught up in trouble. Jane's father, due to his allergies, had hired someone cut down the magnificent hawthorn tree in the backyard. Jane felt a bit sad while watching from the window in her room, but when the tree fell something unusual happened.
All of a sudden, something entered her, and she felt as if a vast amount of energy was spreading out from the center of her body. Before she could understand what happened, she involuntarily took her hand away from the
※ This story contains rapid growth and glamorization.
Blue sea. Rustling waves. White sand. Fluttering hair. Image after image reflected off the green eyes of a woman whose tan skin and brown hair gave an impression of liveliness. Gina thought her beach outing with her lover Jane was truly wonderful.
Wearing a loose, cream-colored off-shoulder shirt, she flopped backwards onto her bed on her exposed left shoulder and hugged the phone to her chest, swinging her legs with excitement.
"We should really go on another date together! Hiking in the mountains would be nice... or maybe touring another country?" she thought.
She held her phone at arms length and swiped to the next image. Then her eyes widened at the sight: a petite woman with dark hair and brown eyes wearing a white bikini. Her hand that was about to swipe to the next picture froze in place. Before she knew it, the distance between the phone and her face shrunk, her lips almost kissing the screen.
Gina pinched to zoom in
Note: This story contains female transformation and rapid growth and rejuvenation.
A day in the U.S. state of ○○○○. The autumn breeze began to herald the sunset, and even melancholy could be felt from the scattered, fallen leaves.
There stood an exceedingly normal house, save for the backyard which had a brand-new hawthorn stump. If a young man full of vigor were able to spy from its backstreet the lit room on the second floor, after seeing a figure pacing inside, he would be horny and curious.
That's because the figure was an attractive woman who was stunningly sexy and had quite a mysterious look to her, almost fairy-like in her beauty.
She was 6'2" tall, which is quite tall for a woman, and combined with her golden hair that was long enough to touch her thighs, she exuded an outstanding presence. Her well-proportioned face with eyes as blue as the clear sky gave a dignified yet somehow childlike impression to those who saw her.
But above all, her breasts were large enough to