Reshaper

By Ivan the Terror

Chapter 1

It started out really simply. 

Kris was the average 15-year-old nerdy type.  He was ignored by most of the girls in school, and got fairly good grades.  His best friend, Simon, was sitting in his normal seat on the school bus when Kris got on one morning.  Kris sat down next to him like usual, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.

After the usual morning exchange of pleasantries, they sat discussing various school things for a while, when Kris finally asked Simon, “Is there something wrong?  Are you feeling OK?”

Simon looked at Kris kinda funny and said, “What do ya mean?”

Kris looked closer at him and said, “You don’t look right... something to do with your head?”

“Yeah right, my head, you think I’m crazy or something?”

“Oh, forget it,” said Kris, not wanting to upset his friend.

Two months later Simon died of a brain tumor.

A year later is when things really started.  Kris hadn’t really been doing much around school, not since Simon had died, so it was a little irregular for him to be working after school on a physics project, when he heard someone a noise in the storeroom next to the lab. 

Curious, he went over to the storeroom and looked in the door’s window. Sitting in a corner crying was Tami Wells, a freshman who had been in an automobile accident the year previously.  She hadn’t been injured in the initial accident, but the car had burst into flames and she had been severely burned.  She had been really pretty before the accident, and still had much of her figure.  Unfortunately, most of the boys had been ignoring her because of the scars covering the whole right side of her face, and was rumored to cover most of the right side of her body.

Kris opened the door and asked, “Are you all ri...” when he was suddenly shocked to see a strange glow around her, seemingly focused on her scars.

Tami looked up and saw him standing there with his mouth hanging open.  “What do you want?” she asked in a sarcastic tone.

Kris pulled himself together and said again, “All you all right?  I heard you crying.”

“Yeah, I’m all right.  Sorry.”  Suddenly, Tami rushed across the room, leaned on his shoulder, and started crying again.  Kris froze for two reasons, one, he had never held a girl this close before and it felt great, and two, the instant she touched him he could sense, in some unexplainable manner, every cell of her body, how it tied together, what the injuries had done to her epidermal layer, everything.

As Tami stood there sobbing, Kris got more and more confused.  So many feelings were warring within him, the feeling of responsibility for helping Tami, this strange new sense, and an almost overwhelming need to grab her gorgeous tight 15-year-old ass.

Having been raised responsibly, he stood there, however, and just held her; meanwhile he was examining this strange new sense.  The more he concentrated, the more information he got.  The DNA coding, the knowledge of how each link in the DNA chain affected each and every other.  Experimenting, he attempted to block this feeling, and suddenly all he felt was the normal feelings one has when a girl in hugging you.

A little scared of this new sense and enjoying the hug, he decided to leave things like that for a while.

After sobbing for about 15 minutes, Tami suddenly stood up straight, muttered, “Sorry”, and ran out of the room.  Bemused, Kris went back into the lab and finished his assignment.

That night as he lay in bed, he decided to figure out what was going on. 

Concentrating, he tried to look at himself the same way he saw Tami earlier. Suddenly he knew how each and every part of his body worked.  Cool!  Thinking about this he drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up with the usual morning hard-on, thinking of the great hug from Tami the day before.  Reaching down he started to slowly masturbate. Playing with himself, he looked down and wished that he was a bit larger, “maybe the girls would like me more,” he thought.  Suddenly he felt something strange.  Looking down he noticed that his penis was growing!  Not just normal growth either, but literally growing. He was already at full erection, but his cock was getting larger and larger.  “Stop!” he cried out loud, a little scared as his erection deflated in fear.

Jumping out of bed and running to the mirror on the back of his door, he examined himself thinking “Wow!  I’m hung like a horse!”  As he examined himself, he couldn’t help getting hard again.  Pulling a ruler from his desk, he measured himself, a whole 11 inches!

He started wondering at that point – how did he do that?  Wondering if he could do it again, he looked down and concentrated, soon his 11 inches were an even 12, with nuts the size of golf balls.  After proudly observing himself a while longer, he got dressed and went down to breakfast.

At school that day he spent all day trying to come up with some other method of testing this newfound ability.  When Tami came up to him at the end of the day to apologize for the day before, it hit him.  Why not do something positive?  “Tami, can I see your hand for a moment?”

A little confused, she figured why not, and held out her hand.  It was covered with scar tissue from the accident.  “Why do you want to look at my hand?”  She asked, afraid that he only had a morbid curiosity.

“A little experiment,” he muttered, concentrating.  He looked at the hand, observing all of the epidermal damage and the configuration that her DNA said it was supposed to be.  Concentrating on her DNA pattern, he gave a mental push.

“Oh!” Tami exclaimed, “That tingles!”

Looking down at her hand, Kris said, “Wow! It worked!”

“What worked?”

“Look,” said Kris, lifting her hand.  There wasn’t a single scar on her hand. It was an extremely pretty hand too, Kris noted.

“Whaaa?!??!!” stuttered Tami, her jaw dropping, looking at both sides of her hand unbelievingly.  “How did you do that?  What did you do?”

“Just a little trick of mine.  Would you like to talk about it over a snack at McD’s?  I’m buying.”

“You bet I would!”

After getting some drinks and a booth away from the other patrons, she leaned over the table and asked, “So how did you do this?”  Wiggling her unscarred fingers at him.

“Can you keep a secret?”

“Um, yeah.”

“I seem to be able to change things.”

“What kinda things?”

“Well, things like your hand there.”

Boldly she asked, “How about other things, like my face for example?”

“I don’t know, I can try but I have to touch what I am changing.”  Reaching over he ran his hand down the side of her face, over the scar, and the scar disappeared like magic.  “It appears so.”

Jumping back, Tami felt her face, then hurriedly dug in her purse and pulled out a compact with a mirror.  “I can’t believe it!”

He was staring at her as well.  She was beautiful.  He immediately remembered the hug from the storage room.  “It seems to work everywhere.  I can fix everything else if you want.”  He said, before he could think about what he was saying.

Tami immediately blushed heavily.  “I thought you had to touch what you were fixing?”

“Well…” He stammered.

“Ok,” she muttered thinking about all the therapy and surgeries she had had.

“What?”

“Ok,” she said louder, “let’s do it.”

Chapter 2

Tami led him back to her house.  “My Mom doesn’t get home from work until 7:30,” she said.

“What about your dad?”

“Oh, he died when I was a baby.”

“Sorry.”

He followed her into the house.  He couldn’t help but notice her great ass, especially with his hormones in a royal tizzy with the idea of getting to feel her all over. She walked into the living room and asked him to have a seat.

Sitting in the chair across the room, she asked, “So how’re we going to go about this?”

With his hormones raging, he had a faux brazenness, so he said, “Why don’t we find some place you can relax, then you can get undressed?”

“Ok.”  She replied nervously, “How about my mom’s bed?  It is quite large.”

“Lead the way.”  He followed her down the hallway, practically floating.  His newly enhanced manhood pressed at the front of his jeans.

As they reached the bedroom, he noticed that there was a queen size bed.  ‘Good’ he thought, ‘nice and big’.  Tami, apparently deciding to waste no time, started to take off her blouse.  He just stood there, gaping with his mouth open, as she undressed.  On the left side of her body, she was perfect, on the right there was horrible scarring running up the whole side of her body.  He concentrated on the beautiful perfect 34B breast that came into view when she took off her bra, then glanced down when she removed her underwear.  Her entire crotch area was scarred.

She laid down on the bed.  He slowly approached the bed.  “Well?” she asked. “Are you going to just stand there or are you going to help me?”  He figured that she was a little scared, and so was being a bit rude to compensate.

He climbed onto the bed.  Not wanting to frighten her, he started with her right foot.  He slowly started to stroke it, feeling the flesh repair itself, watching perfect skin appear.

“Ooh!  That feels good.”  Tami muttered with her eyes shut.

He moved up that leg to the knee, repairing the skin, then moved to the other foot and started up.  Tami was so relaxed that he could barely tell that she was breathing.

He was getting a little uncomfortable, so he quickly removed his clothes.  ‘I am going to have to get a new wardrobe of pants’, he thought as his massive equipment was released.

He then moved to her arms, gently rubbing out the scar tissue.  He moved to her chest, slowly working downward.  Her left tit was perfect, but her right one was gone, removed in a mastectomy because it was so damaged.  He glanced over at her clothes and noticed that the bra was padded.  He knew that physics were involved here, and he couldn’t make flesh, only reshape it.  So how would he fix a missing breast?  The answer came to him in a flash.  Using a bit of his own body fat he moved it to her chest and then rebuilt the breast from that material.  It took a bit of work, he had to deep scan the DNA and match the growth to her relative age so that it matched the other breast.  While he was at it he thought, why not? And doubled the number of pleasure and touch nerves while simultaneously decreasing the pain sensors in both of the breasts.

Tami started moaning a little as he rubbed her super-sensitive breasts, and began to breathe rapidly.

He moved down, rapidly repairing the scar tissue on her stomach.  Her pretty navel wasn’t scarred and he spent a minute admiring it.  Time to do the back.  “Turn over, Tami.”  He said.

Tami rolled over, exposing a heavily scarred back.  Kris started removing the scar tissue, converting it to normal epidermal tissue.  When he reached the lower back, he moved down to the back of her knees, then worked upward, getting a nice feel of those supple thighs.  Soon he was at her ass.  Like her arms, the left cheek was mostly ok, whereas the right one was scarred.  He also noticed that she had had some operations, probably to allow her to defecate normally.

He worked a long time restoring her fantastic ass, repairing not only the scarring, but the doctor’s well-intentioned mess as well.  He must have spent a good half hour on that ass, when he was done he knew that that ass was perfect, a real work of art.

Tami was fast asleep by this point, occasionally moaning with a big smile.  Kris figured that since he was a little tired (although offset by how horny he was) that a lot of energy was being used to do the repairs.  Being as horny as he was, he decided to experiment a little.  Putting his hands on the side of her head, he attempted to read what she was thinking.

Apparently the brain was more complex than the body because, although he could read the DNA and RNA strands in her mind, all he could get were vague impressions. He could sense general areas of the mind however. Very carefully he started inserting connections in her mind, mapping the sexual parts of her mind to link with thoughts of him.  Then he linked her religious ideals with those same thoughts of him.  He figured that she would think of him sexually all of the time, and also worship him.  Enough experimenting.

He rolled her over, spent a few minutes admiring her new tits again, and then went to work on her crotch area.  As he felt inside he realized that she had had a whole hysterectomy.  He worked for over an hour rebuilding her ovaries and uterus.  It took some work, since he had to artificially mature some of the eggs 14-15 years so that they would be viable.  He also had to look at her pituitary and reset it since it was a little messed up from the artificial hormones she had been taking to compensate for the missing ovaries.  He also removed the track marks from the hormone injections in her left arm.

After a rest, he then started fixing her epidermal scars, rebuilding her pussy and clit.  Like her breasts, he added extra pleasure nerves to the area.  He also enlarged the clit a little and reprogrammed the skin in that area not to grow hair.  Kind of a permanent shaven look.  Tami was moaning and twitching the whole time.  He stood up and stepped back, observing her, checking for anything he missed.  He noticed a funny glow in her upper chest so he reached out and put his hand between her breasts.  That is when he noticed that she had a heart valve problem.  Easy enough to fix.

He was completely worn out by this time and collapsed next to Tami and dozed off.

Chapter 3

“Eeeek!”  Came the shriek that woke him up.  Tami’s mother, Sara, stood in the doorway staring at Tami and him, still naked, lying in the bed.  She was pretty, looking a lot like Annette Bening.  “Tami!  What are you doing!”

Tami had moved onto her side so that she was sleeping curled up against him.  As she awoke, she rolled over.

“Tami!  What happened to you?  What happened to all of your scars?”  Her mother gasped, eyes wide in shock.

Tami looked down and exclaimed, “Kris, it worked!  No more scars!”  She turned to him and gave him another big hug.  Both of them being naked made it much more interesting than before, however.

Unfortunately her mother picked this moment to faint.

Tami rushed over to her mother, Kris following, admiring her twinkling ass.  He could see from her mother’s aura that she was just fine.  He knelt down next to her and gently inserted the same links in Sara’s mind that he had inserted into Tami’s.

Sara came to, looked over at Kris, and smiled.  “I’m sorry that I yelled at you, I was just surprised.”

“It’s ok.”  He replied.  To test his programming, he said, “Why don’t you join us on this big bed?”

“Sure!” Sara eagerly replied, and started pulling her clothes off.  Tami just sat on her heels and smiled at him.  He motioned her over next to him and, putting his arm over her shoulders, started massaging her left tit.

Sara was built like a supermodel.  She had the stretch marks of childbirth, but otherwise looked like an older sister to Tami.  He decided to fix these discrepancies, and told her to get on the bed.

“Tami, did you know that your mother looked so much like you?”

“No really.  Pretty amazing isn’t it?”

“Yes it is.”  He reached out and started stroking Sara’s belly as she started to moan.  He erased her stretch marks, and while he was at it, undid her tube-ties so she was fertile again.  He then moved up to her breasts, which were nice, but had lost the teenage perkiness.  He tightened them up a little, making them look like a 16-year-olds with puffy nips.  Moving up to the face he relocated some body fat from the belly to her cheeks and around the eyes, rebuilding her baby fat.

Moving down he firmed up the muscles on her arms and hands, adding some more of the baby fat as well.  Saving the best for last he moved down to her feet and started restoring them, removing calluses and doing general maintenance.  Like her daughter before her Sara was fast asleep by this time.

Moving upwards he approached her pussy.  After the standard pleasure nerve enhancement, he fixed all her birthing scars, tightened up her pussy, restored her hymen (just for fun), and reprogrammed her so that no hair would grow below her neck, just like Tami.

Standing back, he couldn’t believe it, she was literally a twin to Tami.  She looked like she was 15-16 years old, with a nice innocent look on her face.  Tami had watched everything with an expression of awe, almost worship.

While her mother slept off the energy drain, he called Tami over.  He was hard as a rock, and needed some help.  As he turned around Tami’s eyes locked on my cock and didn’t move.  He lay back on the bed with his pillar pointing straight up and said, “Please help me take care of this.”

“Yes, Kris.”  Tami crawled over and grabbed his cock, then started licking it all over.  This was wonderful, but what he needed was some pussy.  Pulling her to him so that she was straddling him, he positioned her so that she was over his cock and started pressing her down.  Tami threw her head back and bit her lip as his cock rubbed along her slit.  She suddenly lifted her legs and put all of her weight on her pussy.  He sank in a good 8 inches.

“Arragh!” she exclaimed as her hymen broke and she felt a cock for the first time.  Looking down she noticed that there was still a good four inches to go.  She was getting a little moist by this point so she could thrust up and down.  A minute later she was buried to the whole 12 inches.  What a feeling!  He could feel her cunt muscles squeezing his cock like crazy.  He didn’t last long and started cumming, blasting her insides with a good liter of cum.

Tami felt the warm comfortable feeling of the cum in her belly and came herself, arching her back, making fists, and bouncing about like she was having a seizure.

As they both came down from the massive orgasm, he heard Sara ask, “Is it my turn yet?”

Chapter 4

He picked Tami up and put her to the side as she recovered.  As Sara got a good look at his hard-on she gasped, “Wow!”  Turning around and thrusting her ass in the air she said, “Damn, I need that.  Take me, please?”

Never one to turn down a lady, especially one as beautiful as Sara, he positioned himself behind her, lined up with her dripping cunt, and rammed his entire 12 inches home in it. 

“Yes!” she exclaimed.  She didn’t even notice her new hymen breaking again as she frantically started ramming back at him.  Since he had just cum, he was able to last for a while, holding back as she came with a very loud scream.  He started slowly thrusting again, speeding up as Sara recovered and started thrusting back again.  After a few minutes they were fucking so fast that it was almost a blur.  Suddenly they came together.  He dumped another liter of cum in her waiting pussy, and Sara screamed even louder than before.

He collapsed on the bed, holding Sara in the spoon position, still buried to the hilt in her tight pussy.

He awoke with a start.  Looking at the bedside clock, he noticed that it was after 10:00!  His parents would kill him!  He said his reluctant goodbyes, the girls crying at his leaving.  In fact they were such emotional wrecks at the thought of him leaving that he had to promise to return the next day after school.

Chapter 5

Fortunately his parents had thought that he was in his room all this time and so didn’t react when he came home.  His sister was another story.  13-years-old and snotty, she was standing in front of his bedroom door when he got upstairs.  Since he had just spent the last 5 hours fucking two beautiful women, he noticed how pretty Stacie was. She had long blond hair, nice pert tits, and a figure to die for.  He decided that he wasn’t going to sleep alone any more.

“Kris, you know that you weren’t in your room...” she began, a prelude to blackmail if he ever heard one.  So he walked up to her, leaned down saying, “Sis, don’t worry about it.” And kissed her on the forehead.  As he kissed her, he made the same mental links that Tami and Sara had.

“Sis, why don’t you get undressed and come to bed with me?”

“Sure thing, bro.”  With that Stacie undressed, dumped her clothes down the chute, and climbed into his bed!  He wasted no time, he ran to the bathroom, took his evening leak, brushed his teeth, and went and jumped in bed.

Stacie just stared at his boner, unable to speak.  He prompted her, “Well, sis, what do you think?”

“It is so big!”

“All the better to fuck you with, my dear.”

Stacie looked a bit nervous but giggled and said, “ok” spreading her legs.  She had a light blond bush (a real blonde!) and bare pussy lips.  He reached out and stroked her pussy, giving her the nerve enhancements and freezing the pubic hair development as it was.  She had a beautiful clit that poked out of her pussy lips.  He couldn’t resist and leaned forward and started sucking on that clit like a lollipop.  “Oh!”  She exclaimed, “Oh! Oh! Oh!”

Her pussy was dripping juice all over his mattress, but he wasn’t complaining, it was delicious.  Moving up to her perfect 13-year-old tits, he started nursing like a baby.  He then moved up and gave her a nice French kiss as the tip of his cock probed her pussy lips, catching on her clit.

“Fuck me,” she whispered in his ear.  He raised himself up, and pushed her legs to her shoulders so her pussy was open and waiting, and slowly slid forward.  After about an inch he hit her cherry.

“Ready?” He whispered.

“Yes.”

He thrust forward.  Since he had removed most of her pain nerves when he had increased her pleasure ones, she barely felt him take her cherry.  All she could feel was his fantastic cock spreading her waiting pussy.

He sank in to about 7 inches, the length of his original cock, when he hit her cervix.  “Why did you stop?” She asked, noticing 5 inches still outside her pussy.

“No reason.”  He replied, and used the contact of his cock as a control to rebuild her pussy.  He made it long and narrow, easily able to hold his cock.  He then slid in the rest of the way, all the way to the hilt.

It was so kinky to be fucking his little sister that he came almost immediately, and she came as well.  He noticed that they came the same way, closing their eyes, grunting, and clenching all their muscles.  Gotta be genetic. He thought.

He rolled her on her side, keeping his cock in her like he had done earlier with Sara.  They both fell asleep in the spoon position.

Chapter 6

Waking up the next morning he noticed that he was still hard inside of Stacie. She had this huge smile on her face and her tits were erect and hard. Unfortunately, it was time to get up for school.  As he slid out of her cunt she woke up.

“Time for school sleepyhead.” He shooed her off to her room, then got dressed and headed out for school.

As he sat in first period, he pondered things.  He had three sex slaves, and couldn’t handle many more as things were.  Even though Stacie was great, he mildly regretted taking her.  It would be difficult to hide things with her.  Ah well, C’est la voix !  He had this great power, but if anyone found out he would be swamped with people begging to be cured of this or that.  He didn’t mind healing people, but liked his privacy. Besides, if he had this great power, he didn’t want the government finding out, they would probably drag him off to some lab or something and test him to death.

He needed a controlled environment where he could make money and help the unfortunate at the same time.  It suddenly hit him.  He could heal the rich for a lot of money, and moonlight helping the poor.  The rich wouldn’t ever tell anyone except each other (advertising!), and he would take precautions when moonlighting.

The next problem was how to start?  He needed a fake clinic.  He could use his girls as staff, but he needed startup capital.  Aha!  The old widow Eve that lived on the edge of town.  She was in her 60s and kept trying to look younger with face-lifts and things, but, of course, all that stuff didn’t really do anything.  She had been very beautiful 40 years before and had married a billionaire oil baron.  When he died she inherited all his money and his huge estate just outside of town.  The estate would be perfect as a clinic for the rich and famous, and Eve would become one of his girls (after suitable restoration).  He just had to get close enough to create the mind links and she would by his!

He planned the details all day.  After school he went over to Tami’s house (after all, he had promised).  After a three-hour orgy in the living room, he mentioned his idea. Sara and Tami were enthusiastic about it (of course).  Sara told him about how everyone had commented about how great she looked at work today (she was an accountant).  “None of the girls were worthy of you, so I didn’t tell them my secret of youth.” She said.

This surprised him a little until he thought about it.  He had linked in religious ideals with everything else, so the girls wanted to evangelize a little.  He had no problem with that as long as they were a little circumspect.

Sara said that she knew Eve, and that she could get him in to meet her.

“How?” He asked.

“I’ll just show up and say that you made me twenty years younger.  She’ll practically kidnap you to find out how you did it.  She knows me and can see the changes.”

“Sounds good, how about tonight?”  It was Friday, and he had taken the precaution of telling his parents that he was staying at a friend’s house.  Stacie was coming over at about seven to join them for the night.  Mom wouldn’t let her go without doing her homework first, much to her frustration.

They waited until Stacie showed up then left for Eve’s estate.  They drove up and Sara told the gatekeeper (gatekeeper??!?) that she needed to talk to Eve, that it was very important.  He called the house and then let them in.

They drove up to the main house (there were several smaller houses, servants quarters he guessed).  Standing in front of the house was Eve.  Sara jumped out of the car and literally skipped over to her and said, “Look at me!”

Eve just stared and said, “What happened, you look like a teenager!”

“I had a rejuv treatment from a young friend of mine, Kris.  He has offered to help you as well if you are interested.”

“If that is the result, I certainly am!  Who is he, and where can I find him?”

“He is my daughter’s boyfriend,” (Tami’s boyfriend – hmmm, why not?) “And he is waiting in my car.”

“Well, let him out and let me meet him!”

“Ok.”  And Sara turned and waved Kris over.

Kris walked over and smiled.  “Hello, Ms. LaRue.”

“I hear that you have some sort of new rejuv treatment young man.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“What does it entail?”

“I can’t tell you, but it obviously works, doesn’t it?”

“It sure does.”  Being rich she immediately thought about the money.  “What kind of remuneration do you require?”

“Don’t worry, we can discuss that afterwards.”

“How long does this take?”

“A few hours.”

“Only a few hours?  My last facelift took a week of preparation and two months of recovery!”

“I’ll guarantee that it will not take longer than this evening, Madam.”

“THIS evening?  You mean now?  Are you kidding?”

“No, I have everything I need with me.”  He implied that there was stuff in the car.  He didn’t want to tell her that there were no tools except him.  “All I need is a place that is quiet and you can lie down for a while.”

“Oh, really?  Well, there is a lounge in the main ballroom that would work.  I am curious to see how this works.”

“Lead on, Madam.”  He followed her into the house, Sara, Tami, and Stacie following, looking around in awe.  Eve led them to a gigantic room that had a huge dance floor and furniture around the outside.  On one side was a huge chair with an ottoman built in.  Eve lay down on it and said, “Do your stuff, young man.”

He was getting annoyed with all the “young man” comments, and decided not to make her 20 like he originally planned, but 13 like Stacie.  Kind of a revenge.  He touched her forehead and she was instantly asleep.  He decided not to make the links in her mind until later; he wanted to see her reaction when she woke up.

“Help me remove her clothes, will you?” He said to his entourage.  Soon Eve was naked.  She was old and shriveled and a bit gross, but he steeled himself to work on her.  She was skinny from dieting, so reshaping her mass into that of someone Stacie’s size would be viable.

Starting externally he went over all the skin on her body, reforming it to match her DNA’s idea of what it was like when she was a teenager.  Kris couldn’t believe how soft her skin was, even softer than Stacie’s.  Going around the face he did that first. He reshaped the ears to match the DNA profile, then the nose.  He undid all the damage from the facelifts and replaced all the fatty tissues under the skin.  Going over her skull he revitalized the hair follicles and forced a head of beautiful auburn hair to grow.  He reset her pituitary and thyroid to age 13 so that she would grow normally.

Moving down he did her arms.  He shortened them by several inches to match the length of Stacie’s, and then used the extra flesh to rebuild the baby fat in her new arms and hands.  He still couldn’t believe how soft her skin was.

Moving to her legs he did similar work there, except he had to borrow a little of his own body fat to rebuild the thighs and ass.  Reversing her menopause and recreating her eggs, he also did the standard modifications on her clit nerves and body hair.  He also reset her hymen.  He liked all of his girls to be technical virgins when he took them.  He moved up to her torso and rebuilt her internal organs to be like when she was 13. He noticed that she had a pretty high amount of cholesterol in her arteries so he converted it to baby fat.  Since he had to shrink the torso a little he had enough tissue to rebuild a nice pair of hyper-sensitive 13-year-old tits and some baby fat for around her navel and chest area.  He also removed some stretch marks.  She must have had a kid at some point.  Now there was a mystery!

He picked up the cute girl who was lying there and gave her a big hug as he sent his power throughout her body taking care of small details, removing her osteoporosis, and strengthening her muscles to those of an athletic 13-year-old.

Putting her back down he then touched her forehead again and she awoke.  “Well, young man, when are you going to do someth…?”  She stopped talking as she realized that she didn’t sound like an old lady any more.

“Well, YOUNG LADY, I already have.”  He replied, smothering a laugh.

Eve lifted her hands and looked at them.  Her jaw literally dropped.  Then she noticed that she was naked and shrieked loudly, grabbing her clothes from next to the table.  The girls were laughing openly at this point.  Eve got up and started to run out of the room, but almost immediately fell over as she overbalanced.  Tami caught her.

“What have you done to me?” She cried fearfully.

“What you asked for.  You are now 13 years old.” He replied, “You may have to learn to walk again because of your shorter legs and changed center of mass, but I think that that is a minor price to pay for losing 55 years, don’t you?”

Eve looked down at her naked body and noticed her youth.  She felt her face, “I don’t believe it!”  She dropped her dress, forgetting her faux modesty, and ran to a big mirror on the wall.  “Oh, My, God!”  She stammered.  “You really did it!  But… But…  I am TOO young!  How am I going to convince anybody of who I am?  I look like I should be in grammar school!”

She turned to him and started to berate him about how he had messed up her life, blah, blah, and blah.  Ungrateful wench.  So he reached out and touched her forehead, making the standard obedience links.  Her eyes widened, then she started to apologize for her behavior and begged for his forgiveness.

After a night of fun, he got down to business.

He had her sign over the entire estate to him.  Eve apparently didn’t have many servants, just a maid, gardener, and two security people.  For now they kept them as staff (the Swedish maid was cute anyway).  He had Sara sell her house and move into the estate and start to set up a financial structure for the business.  Tami’s intelligence he enhanced so that she graduated high school in just a few months along with him. His parents were so happy that they didn’t protest his new job at Eve’s estate (he didn’t tell them that he was the boss!)  He moved there right after graduation.  Stacie was disappointed, but she was allowed to work there evenings and stay weekends.  Her enhanced intelligence had her ready to graduate in just two years as well, but we are getting ahead of the story.

Chapter 7

Eve used the rich people’s gossip brigade to pass on the message.  Soon they were getting inquiries.  Mostly from Hollywood actors and actresses.  It was about this time that he made a surprising discovery.

Stacie came in one day after school with another girl, a beautiful redhead, who was two or three years older than her, close to 17.  Kris asked her who this was, and why did she bring her. 

“I thought you might like to add her to the staff.  Tanya is obviously your type and is a computer genius.”  While Stacie was telling him this, Tanya was staring at him with an intensity that he had never seen before, not even from his girls.

He said, “Hello Tanya, nice to meet you.”

Tanya replied, “My lord, it is wonderful to meet you!”

He was a little surprised at this reaction, and raised an eyebrow to Stacie in question.

Stacie looked a little embarrassed and said, “Well, to be on the safe side, I sort of did what you do and made her one of the girls.”

He looked at Stacie in shock, then reached out and put his hand on Tanya’s forehead.  She had been reprogrammed with much more detail than any of the girls, like an artist.  It was better work than he could do.  He quickly put his hand on Stacie’s forehead. Her programming was still intact; in fact it had sunk in as a basic part of the way her mind worked.  He did a DNA scan and found something surprising.  He hadn’t checked for it before on her, but his sister had an ability similar to his!  He was relieved that he had gotten to her before she had got to him.

He looked at Stacie for a while then commented, “Well it looks like I have a partner.”  Since he thought it was gross to work on guys, he decided to give the actors to her, and take the actresses himself.  They could double their business that way.

He told Sara to take Tanya upstairs and make her comfortable.

Chapter 8: Customer: Pam Anderson

Their first customer was Pamela Lee Anderson.  In the questionnaire she said that she wasn’t getting any jobs anymore (her TV show was a complete flop), that she was too old.  He offered to reduce her age by 15 years, and she jumped at the chance.

She came in with an entire entourage.  He had Eve separate Pam from the group, and lead her to his office.

“What is this kid doing here!”  She exclaimed with a snotty tone of voice.  He was pissed at her attitude, but she was paying him three million dollars so he kept his cool.

“This ‘kid’ is the one who will be helping you.” He replied.  “Please sit down.”

Haughtily she sat down.

“Now, according to the records, you want: 1) be reduced in age by 15 years, 2) have all your maternal and surgical scars removed, and 3) make your breast implants real.  You are scheduled for treatment tonight at 7:00.  Any questions?”

“I want to meet the doctor.”

“That is not possible.  If you do not want this treatment, you may leave at any time.”

“Ok, ok, ok.”

“Do you want the tattoo removed from your arm?”

Pamela thought for a moment, and then said, “No.”

“Well, that is it for the paperwork.  Eve, could you please show her to her room?”

That evening, in order to disguise what we were actually doing, He had Eve lead Pamela to a room that they had made to look like a hospital exam room.  She gave Pamela a hospital gown to change into, and then had her lie on the exam table. 

Sara came in and applied a dose of ether to knock her out.  He followed a few minutes later.  Eve and Sara removed her gown, and he examined the subject.

Pamela was really in bad shape.  Her muscle tone was poor, she obviously snuck in a cigarette once in a while based on the condition her lungs were in, her multiple surgeries were tacky and tasteless and had created more problems than they solved.

He decided to start from the top and work my way down.

The first thing he did was fix the hair.  With all the cigarette smoke and cosmetic gook she had been putting into it, her hair was lackluster at best.  He ran his hands through it, redoing the roots to the ones she had at age 15.  Along with that he rebuilt the roots of her eyelashes and forced them to grow.

Looking at her face he just closed his eyes put his hands over her face, and rebuilt it from scratch to that she had when she was about 20.  He also removed all the collagen from her lips, gross.

She had been quite pretty when she was 20, a lot like she was for the old Playboy centerfold.

Moving down he rebuilt her arms similarly, except for the tattoo, which he just faded a bit, but left there.  Moving to the legs and feet he did the same thing.

Now for the tits.  She wanted the surgical alterations to be permanent.  He was reluctant to do this, since big ungainly tits are not very attractive.  But business is business.  He reached under the tits through the skin and pulled out the implant.  Depositing them in the nearest circular file, he went back and rebuilt her original 20-year-old tits.  He then enlarged them as if they had natural growth to DD size, simultaneously strengthening the muscles in her pecks to support the monsters.

Moving down he noticed as he was repairing her stretch marks that her liver had some serious damage, and that her pancreas wasn’t far behind.  It looked a lot like cirrhosis; it appeared that she drank a lot as well.  As a bonus he fixed those as well.

After tightening her abdominal muscles, he moved downward.  She still had a cute pussy, as everyone who had seen her porno flick could testify.  He just tightened things up a bit, returned her virginity, and rebuilt the stretched muscles around her anus (likes it in the ass, huh!).  He also removed the cellulite fat in her ass, converting it to baby fat making her ass nice, round and soft again.

He had the girls return her to her room while he sat and rested for a moment.

The next morning Pamela woke up in her suite.  He was sitting there watching her as she opened her eyes, then with an exclaimed “Oh!” sat up.  Nice view.

“Good morning,” he said.

“Oh!” she exclaimed again, pulling her sheet up to her chin.  “What are you doing here?”

“Standard post-treatment interview,” he replied coolly.  “We take pride in our work here, so we like to make sure everything is satisfactory.”

“Post-treatment?  You mean it is over already?”  She then noticed her hands clutching the blanket.  Younger and without the age lines.  Looking up she peered into the mirror on the dresser across the room.  “Wow…”

She jumped out of bed and ran over to the full-length mirror on the bathroom door.  She just stood there, nude, staring at her reflection, turning this way and that to examine every angle.

After about ten minutes of observation, by them both, he cleared his throat.

“Oh!” she exclaimed for the third time, as she dived behind the door.

“Well, is everything to your liking?”

“Yes, wow!  How long did this take, I mean, what day is it?”  He told her. “Only one day?  How is this possible?”

“Trade secret.”  He replied with a grin.  “Do you want some time alone, or do you want to hear of the other changes?”

“Other changes?  Tell me please!”  She came out of the doorway and sat down on the bed, apparently deciding that he was like a doctor and harmless.  Who was he to tell her otherwise and spoil the view?

“In addition to the obvious physical changes, we have also repaired your mild case of emphysema from smoking, your damaged liver from drinking, your pancreas from the overdoses of pain killers, and removed a cist from your left ovary.  We have also repaired all the damage from your cosmetic surgeries, and your DD breasts are now real.”

“These are real?  Wow!” she exclaimed as she fondled her new breasts.  Since he had also done the standard nerve enhancements, she was also getting a bit turned on by this.  He could tell by the engorged nips.

“Oh, by the way, you are now technically a virgin.”  He added with a smile.

Her hands immediately darted down to her pussy and started probing.  The nerve enhancements made her groan in pleasure at this as she started masturbating right in front of him!  Suddenly she jumped forward at him, ripped off his shirt and pressed his lips to her left tit.  Purely for scientific purposes of testing he started licking and sucking on her nip as he pulled his pants and boxers down.

Grabbing her by the waist he lowered her onto the bed and began to feast on her clit and pussy while she screamed is ecstasy.  After she had cum three or four times he moved up and put the tip of his cock at the entrance to her dripping pussy.  He slowly slid in, popping her cherry, until his entire 12” were buried in her cunt.  She alternately was screaming in pleasure or grunting as her senses overwhelmed her.

He figured that since she had voluntarily decided to fuck him, that he would make one more small change.  He ripened an egg and made sure that she was fertile.  He also modified the DNA in the egg so that the poor kid would be much more intelligent than his/her mother.

After making her cum so much that she could only quiver in delight because she was so exhausted, he pumped rapidly and came, filling her fertile cunt with his spunk. She felt this and screamed in ecstasy one last time, then fell asleep.  He pulled put, got dressed, and left her there.

Chapter 9: Charity work

Kris was feeling guilty.  He had planned on using the money from the celebrities to do charity work, but hadn’t done anything yet.  He called a meeting of his girls and asked them, “What can we do?”

A brainstorm session ensued as the girls tried to come up with a plan.

Tami giggled and said, “Well, you could put on tights and dash around healing people...!”

They all giggled and Kris muttered, “I don’t think so...”

Sara said, “I think that you need to remain anonymous, right?  You could visit kids and people who have bad injuries like Tami had and help them in return for non-disclosure.”

“But how would I find them?  People with serious burns or disfigurements are not exactly listed in the yellow pages.”

Eve, with a thoughtful expression, said, “I think I can get you that list.”

They all turned to her and did the Spock eyebrow thing.

“After all, I am a major contributor to many charities, including some free clinics downtown.  If I had a good reason to get them, I could get you that list.”

Stacie said, “In the meantime, I know of a few people who could use our help.”

Kris noticed that she said “our”.  Well, he thought, I suppose I told her that she was a partner...  “Really?  Cool.  Tell us about them.”

“What about Anna Jones?  She got all sliced up by that car accident last year.  And then there is Suki Toshina, that girl that was born with the horrible harelip and missing arms, and Bobby Peterson, the former quarterback who was tackled wrong and broke his back.”

As she was saying all this, Tami, Tanya and Kris were all muttering, “of course, of course, why didn’t I think of them”?

They discussed it for another half-hour, by which time Kris was starting to get distracted.  Tanya was sitting next to him, dressed like all the other girls (in their birthday suits) and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her bright red bush.  As he started to stroke her pussy he told the girls that they would go out and take care of things after lunch.

Chapter 10: Recruiting Tanya

Tanya was delighted that Kris was noticing her.  She thought back to when Stacie had found her in the computer lab at the school, she had been really depressed, no guy would ever go out with her, she believed. 

Stacie had taken one look at her and led her to the janitor’s closet.  “Tanya,” she asked, “Would you like to be beautiful with lots of friends?”

Tanya didn’t know why she answered the plainly crazy girl, but she was so lonely that she would talk to anyone.  “Of course I would.  But that isn’t too likely to happen.”

Stacie had smiled and reached over and touched her forehead.  The next thing she knew, she was sitting on the floor of the closet without her glasses, but she could see perfectly.  Looking down, she realized that she was naked, but the shock was the long red hair flowing over her body (she had a bowl cut before), two perfect C size tits and a very curvy body.  She had been a bit gangly and awkward before. 

“What the hell!?!!”  she shrieked.  As she said it, something felt weird, so she felt her teeth.  They were all straight!

Stacie was standing there grinning.  “I fixed a few things.”  She then handed Tanya a compact.  One look and Tanya froze.  The most beautiful girl she had ever seen was reflected in the mirror.

“You sure did!  Wow!  How...?!?”

“That is a secret.  I can tell you only if you answer the following question correctly.”

“Ok...?”

“Here is the deal – you can get dressed and walk out of here right now, or you can join my group and help others.  You would have many friends there and we all work to help people.  The deal is that it is a permanent job.”

“What does permanent job mean?”

“You would have the job for the rest of your life.”

“That is quite a commitment; can I take some time to answer?”

“Sure,” replied Stacie.

Tanya got dressed.  It was really hard to get her jeans back on, her thighs weren’t beanpoles any more.  The rest of her clothes didn’t fit all that well anymore either.

She scurried out of the closet and headed for home.  Her dad was home “looking for work”.  Her mom worked hard at the local greasy spoon as a waitress.  Tanya was really scared and didn’t know what they would say to the change in her appearance.

Tanya opened the front door and went into the apartment.  Her dad was watching TV and said, “Would you get me a beer, honey?” without even looking up.  Tanya went to the fridge and got a can and handed it to him.  He still didn’t even look up.  She went over to her corner in the living room where she normally slept, curled up on her cot and, thinking hard, finally dozed off.

Tanya woke up when her mom got home at 10:30 that night.  She was afraid, but knew that she had to face her sometime.  She got up and wandered over to the kitchen.

Tanya’s mother, Vera, was in a very bad mood.  She had been working all day, and had dropped a tray for which her boss had made her pay.  She was tired and just wanted a drink and to go to bed.  So when Tanya came over and sat at the kitchen table, Vera just ignored her.

Tanya was frustrated.  She was used to being ignored, but this was unreal!  Her whole appearance was changed, and her parents weren’t even noticing!  Heck, her mom should have at least noticed the missing coke bottle glasses and her long hair!

Angrily, she snapped, “Mom, I can’t take this anymore.  I am moving out tomorrow.”

When all she got back was a “Whatever”, Tanya decided to take Stacie up on her offer.

The next morning she got up, packed her few belongings in a trash bag, and headed out.  Stopping at the door, she looked in at the small apartment with a tear, whispered “good bye, mom and dad”, and then left.

At school, she checked the computer, hacked into the school files, and looked up Stacie.  She found out that Stacie was in a special early graduation set of classes, and went to find her.

She found Stacie in the library, reading a book.  Going up to her, Tanya said, “I accept your offer.”

Stacie just said, “Come with me” and headed back into the stacks.  Tanya followed her to a study table in a corner.  Sitting across from her Stacie reached out and tapped her on the forehead again.

The next thing Tanya remembered was thinking about how much she loved Kris.  It felt really weird since she had never met the guy.  Stacie told her to meet her outside the school after classes.

All she could think about all day was this Kris guy.  She knew how wonderful and perfect he was, but all she knew about him was the photograph that Stacie had shown her.  When the final bell rang, she was dashing as fast as she could for the exit.

Outside, Stacie led her onto a school bus.  They got off in the rich part of town.  Stacie led her to a giant gate, punched in a code, and marched up the road when the gate opened.  Tanya’s curiosity was peaked, but she was aching with need to meet this Kris guy.  When Stacie led her into an office she about keeled over with delight on seeing Kris.

Chapter 11: Charity Work

While still rubbing her large clit, Kris leaned over and started kissing her.  Being a nerd, Tanya had read a lot about sex, and her inhibitions had been pretty much removed by Stacie, so she eagerly Frenched him back.

Kris couldn’t believe how good it was to kiss Tanya.  She was fantastic.  He just kept kissing and kissing for what seemed like an hour, it was so good.  Suddenly she jumped into his lap and speared herself on his 12 inch cock, all the way to the hilt.  Her pussy immediately started massaging his dick, squeezing, rubbing, and sucking.  It was the most fantastic thing he had ever felt.  He lasted all of about 5 seconds, and then painted her cervix with a liter of white cum while she had her own orgasm, tensing up and snapping all her joints.

Rolling her over, Kris started pounding her as fast as he could.  She kept having orgasm after orgasm as her wonderful pussy milked his cock.  Her last orgasm was so powerful that she arched her back and he heard a loud “snap”!  Worried he checked and realized that she had literally broken her back in ecstasy!  He quickly fixed it before she regained consciousness.

It appeared that Stacie had gone a bit overboard reprogramming Tanya’s mind.  She had apparently directly linked the pleasure centers to the sexual sections of the brain.  Unfortunately, it had been a few days and the programming had sunken permanently into her brain, and Kris didn’t want to dink with it.  He would just have to be careful in the future.

Leaving Tanya to recover on the couch, he went to find the rest of his girls.  They were all waiting for him outside of the door.

“So who is first on the list?  Anna or Suki?  What do you ladies think?”  Kris asked the five sets of worshipful eyes.

“I know Anna from physical therapy,” began Tami, “she is a very nice girl.  I would like us to help her first.  Please, Kris?”

Kris saw that Tami really wanted this and said, “Anything you want, dear” and gave her a big hug.  Feeling that fantastic body against his started to get him hard again, his cock head rubbing against her clit.  Before he got too distracted he stepped back and said, “Let’s get dressed and head over to her place.  Who all is going?”

After discussion the girls decided that Tami would go with him since she knew Anna.  Kris and Tami got dressed and Sara drove them over to Anna’s house.

Kris followed Tami up to the door.  Tami knocked, and a minute or so later, a girl answered the door.  She was in pretty bad shape.  She was in a wheelchair with one leg missing at the knee, heavily scarred, one eye missing, a real mess.

Anna took one look at Tami and gasped.  “What the hell happened to you?”  Anna stared at Tami’s face.  She was in total shock.  “How did you do that?”

Tami said, “That is what we wanted to talk to you about.  May we come in?”

“Who is your friend?”

“This is Kris.  He is the one who figured out how to fix me.”

“How?” Anna asked again.

“That is why we are here.  I have a deal for you.  If you keep it completely quiet, we can help you.  But you cannot ever tell anyone who helped you.”

Anna didn’t have to think for more than a second.  “I can live with that.  But what can you do?”

“You will see.”  Smiled Tami as she waved Kris forward. 

He reached out and put Anna to sleep by tapping her forehead.  “How do you want to do this?” he asked Tami.  He figured that since this was her friend, she could lead the project.

Tami had him wheel Anna into the living room.  She then proceeded to remove all of Anna’s clothes.  She helped Kris move Anna onto the couch.  She looked at Kris and said, “Well, do your stuff, hotshot!”

Giving her a dirty look, Kris took a closer look at Anna.  He could see what appeared to be dead spots intermixed with a horrible shade of red where she was scarred.  The dead spots he figured must be were things were completely messed up.  Looking her over, he figured that he would leave the leg until last.

Starting with the arms he rubbed his hands down the sides, restoring all the scars to smooth skin.  Tami watched intently.  She muttered, “I love it when you do that.”  He moved up to Anna’s face, fixing the scars.  Rebuilding the eye took a bit of work.  He had to repair all the nerves underneath.  Moving down he cleaned up all the scars and damage on her chest.  Rolling her over he also got the back.  Her pussy didn’t need any work, so all he had left was the leg.  He sat back and rested for a bit.  Tami came over and hugged him as he recovered.  “Can you do the leg?” she asked?

“Yes, but it will take some work.  I am figuring out how to do it.  We are going to need something to create the leg.  She doesn’t have enough body fat, and I don’t think I have enough of my own and you certainly don’t.”

“Could you use something similar?”

“I suppose.”

“Hold on a second.”  Tami jumped up and ran into the kitchen.  She returned with a frozen haunch of beef.  “Will this work?”

Kris looked at it with his second sight.  It had a faint glow.  “Maybe.  Let’s try it.”

Going over to Anna, he took a closer look at the leg.  Absentmindedly fixing the scars on the other leg, he then used the available body fat she had to build a child’s leg.  It took some work to properly tie in the nerves.  Taking the haunch of beef, he laid it next to the leg and exerted his will, using the flesh from the haunch to grow the leg.  It took the entire haunch plus a bit of his own body fat.

“Tami, should we wake her up now?”

“Yes.”

Kris reached over and tapped Anna’s forehead.  Her eyes popped open.  “What happened?” she cried.  Then she realized that she was using both eyes.  They got big as she looked around the room, then she realized that she was naked.  Shrieking, she jumped up and grabbed her shirt that was sitting on the couch arm.  It took a minute for her to realize that she was standing there on two feet.  She froze and looked down, then fainted.

Tami sent Kris out to the car to sit with Sara.  A few minutes later Anna woke up.  Anna spent five minutes examining her new leg.  She was in a bit of shock.  All she could say was, “How?”

Tami replied, “That was the deal, you cannot tell anyone how or what happened.  Do you understand?”

“I understand, but thank you, thank you, thank you!  I don’t believe this!”

Tami just smiled and left Anna staring at her new leg.

The next day Tanya led the way as they went up to Suki’s house.  Tanya shared several A.P. classes with Suki and was sort of a friend.  Suki had a bit of a chip on her shoulder so she really didn’t have any really close friends. 

Tanya rang the doorbell.  Kris and Tanya could hear movement from inside, after a minute they heard someone say, “Oh for heaven’s sake, open the door.”  Slowly the door opened and a pretty woman who looked to be in her mid-30s stood there.  “Hello, can I help you?”  Behind her stood Suki, peering at them over the ladies shoulder.

Suki suddenly said, “Tanya, is that you?”

“Hi, Suki.”

“Holy...  What happened to you?  You look fantastic!  Did you get contacts?  A new hairdo?”

The lady looked over her shoulder at Suki, “Are these friends of yours?”  Turning back towards Tanya and Kris she said, “It is really nice to meet you.  Suki never has anyone over.”

Suki was getting a little embarrassed but that was overwhelmed by her curiosity.  She didn’t understand what had happened to Tanya, and who was this kid she was with?  He looked vaguely familiar, but she couldn’t place him.

“Suki, this is my friend, Kris.  May we come in and talk to you for a bit?”

“Uh, sure,” replied a confused Suki.

“Come in, come in, sit down.” Said the lady who Kris guessed was Suki’s mother.  They did look a lot alike.  Everyone tromped into the living room.  Kris and Tanya sat on the couch and Suki sat across from them on a chair.  Suki’s mom went into the kitchen to get some snacks.  She was all excited, Suki never had visitors, in fact, these were the first she could recall.

Kris and Tanya had discussed Suki’s case before going into the house.  It would not be a simple case of repairing damage, Suki’s injuries were congenital, so there was nothing to repair.  She would have to have things built from the ground up, maybe even have her genetic structure modified.  It would not be an easy job.

When Kris saw Suki’s mom, he had a brainstorm.  They looked a lot alike, so maybe he could use Suki’s mother as a template to build the arms.

Tanya started, “Suki, we are here on behalf of the Eve LaRue foundation.”  Tanya and Kris had also discussed this and had come up with the name.  They figured Eve wouldn’t mind.

Suki was a little disappointed that they weren’t here just to visit, but her curiosity was still bursting at the seams.  “So, what does this foundation have to do with me?”

Tanya replied, “The foundation helps those with physical issues.  They have some new high tech treatments that can actually change physical attributes.  For instance my new figure and I also had my eyes and teeth fixed.”

“I don’t understand.  They do cosmetic surgery?”

“In a way, but it is completely safe and is to cosmetic surgery as a nuclear reactor is to a campfire.”  Alliterated Tanya.

A bit leery, Suki had heard similar claims before.  Although she could SEE the difference in Tanya.  Suki had had over 30 surgeries in her life, and she knew that things were not going to get better.  What the hell, she decided.  “What does this entail?”

Kris said with a smile, “That is where I come in.  I am the technical guy.”

A KID?  Was plainly written on Suki’s face, but to her credit, she said nothing.

Kris continued, “Normally we would just rebuild your arms and fix the facial scars based on your genetic code, but since you were born that way, that is not possible.”

Suki wasn’t sure what she felt.  She was astounded that they said they could even do that, but was sad that they couldn’t do it for her.

“But...” said Kris.

“But?” queried Suki.

“Was that you mom who was at the door?”  He asked.

Puzzled, Suki said, “Yes.”

“After seeing her I think we could clone her arms for you.  It would be highly experimental, but I think it would work.”

Trying not to get her hopes up, she asked, “And how much does all this cost, and how long will it take?”

Grinning, Tanya answered, “It is completely free, and it is an outpatient treatment.”

“Let me think for a minute.”  Suki sat back and pondered.  What were the pros and cons?  She knew that she would need another surgery soon, but that her mom couldn’t pay for it.  The insurance company had dumped them almost as fast as her father had when she was born with no arms, and her mom had just been laid off.  Maybe they could take care of that while doing her arms.  She was used to her prostheses, so getting arms were not the biggest issue here, she really didn’t believe that part anyway.  “I am scheduled for surgery on my foot and back.  Are those part of this?”  She asked.

Kris, grinning again, replied, “When you are done, you will never have to enter a hospital again for the rest of your life.  You will be in perfect health.”

“Hold on a sec.  Let’s get my mom in here,” said Suki.  “MOM!” she yelled.

“Yes dear?” said her mother as she came into the room.

“I think you should be here for this.  These two are from a foundation that says that they will pay for my surgery.”

“Really?  That would be fantastic!” she said, then turned to Kris and Tanya and asked, “But what is the catch?  We don’t have any money, if that is what you are after.”

“No, we have plenty of money.” said Tanya.

Kris, thinking fast, said, “This is what the foundation is for, and besides, it looks good on corporate reports.”

“Hmmm, I can see that.  How does this work?”

Kris knew he could do it right at that minute, but he wanted to preserve the mystery of the whole thing.  “The procedure will take one day.  Our private treatment center is just outside of town at the Eve LaRue mansion.”

“Huh?  What procedure?  Suki, didn’t you say they were paying for your surgery?”

Suki looked abashed, “Sorry mom, I didn’t tell you all of it.  They will do the surgery and also have a new technique for my arms.  They think that they can clone your arms and give me hands!”

Her mom whorled around to Tanya and said, “Are you serious?”

“Very.  There are openings tonight and tomorrow.  Which would you like?”  pushed Tanya, giving the assumption of acceptance.

“Ughh... Suki, what do you think?”

“The sooner the better.  Tonight?  Really?  You said that this is outpatient, so how does that work?”

Kris answered, “The procedure will be tonight.  You can go directly home if you want, but I would suggest staying the night to make sure everything is kosher.  You may want to take some time anyway since you will need to learn how to use your new hands.  That will take some physical therapy and that takes time.  The Eve LaRue foundation will pay for the therapy, of course.”

Suki’s mom worriedly said, “How long will this therapy take?  I need to be job hunting.  I lost my job today, and we are broke.”

Kris asked, “What do you do?”

“I am a contract attorney.  The head of the firm that I worked at died and the whole firm was dissolved.  Unfortunately, there is a glut on contract attorneys right now so I really need to start looking.”

Kris was struck at this wonderfully strong and smart woman.  That she looked a lot like Keiko from “Star Trek” was good as well.  “How would you like a full-time job for the Eve LaRue foundation?” he asked.

Suki’s mom gasped and Tanya rolled her eyes and gave him a dirty look.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.  We are in need of a good in-house lawyer.  Why don’t we discuss this tonight?”

“O-kaaay...”

Kris and Tanya had got up to leave the stunned women to think for a bit, when Suki’s mom suddenly held out her right hand and, with a big grin, said, “Hi!  My name is Azumi.”

Chapter 12: Another for the fold

When Suki and Azumi arrived that evening, everything was ready.  Azumi felt a little strange pulling up to the big iron gates, but she pressed the buzzer.  A female voice said, “Hi, we’ve been expecting you, come on in!” and the big gates opened.  Suki and Azumi glanced at each other, then Azumi drove in and up the driveway.  After a bit of a drive they came to a beautiful mansion.  Standing on the stairs was Tanya.

“I see you two made it!  Great!  Come on in.”

Azumi and Suki followed Tanya into the house.  Tanya led them to the “exam” room that they had used for Pam Anderson a few days before.  “Suki, please get into the gown.  Azumi, you are just fine as you are.”  Azumi was wearing a sleeveless dress.

A minute later, Kris came in and before either of them could do anything, tapped them both on the forehead, knocking them out.  Suki was sitting on the exam table and just fell back, but Azumi was standing and Kris had to grab her.  He called in the girls: Tanya, Tami, Sara, and Stacie were helping that evening, and they quickly brought in another table and he set Azumi on it.  The girls quickly stripped off Suki’s and Azumi’s clothes.

So that he had a good template, he started with Azumi, rejuvenating her to match her daughter’s age.  He started with the feet and slowly worked his way up.  She was beautiful.  All he did was make her younger, no need to change anything except for his usual enhancements.  He permanently removed all her hair below the neck and doubled the pleasure nerves on the breasts, nipples, clit and pussy; simultaneously decreasing the pain nerves.  He also got rid of the stretch marks.  Checking her eggs he was surprised that Suki was even born, they were all damaged for some reason.  He spent several minutes fixing all of her eggs.

Standing back, he admired Azumi for a minute.  She was a stone-fox.  Time to get to work on Suki though.  Examining Suki, Kris could tell that she was her mother’s daughter.  She actually had a beautiful pussy and breasts.  Without thinking about it Kris automatically removed all body hair below the neck.  She looked almost exactly like her mom.

Moving down, Kris could see that she had a clubbed foot which looked really weird on those perfect legs.  Checking out the other foot, which was perfect, he duplicated and mirrored the DNA and physical layout of it to the clubbed foot.  It took some work, he had to undo several surgeries that she had had on the foot.

Moving up he made the nerve adjustments to her pussy and tits.  She started breathing deeply as he rubbed them.  He moved up to her face and repaired the hairlip.  Unfortunately that left the hole between her nasal cavity and her mouth open again.  So Kris tried his big idea.  He turned around and examined the physical layout of her mother’s face and the DNA that had proper configuration for the face, then applied it to Suki.  Wow! Like Tami and Sara, Suki and Azumi looked like twins.

Kris thought, Now for the hard part.  Taking a really close look at Azumi, Kris read the DNA for the arms.  Going to Suki, he examined the DNA she had, it was seriously flawed.  Kris pushed in the DNA to match that of her mom.  Checking he also made sure the updates in her DNA for both the hairlip, club foot, and arms were pushed into her eggs.

Suki also had a few problems with her back – easily fixed.

At this point he took a rest.  Suki was at the point that he just had to grow her arms like he did with Anna.  He left them for a bit and curled up with his girls to take a nap.

An hour later he started on Suki’s arms.  Tami went and got a rack of meat for the mass needed, then Kris started.  He created baby arms on her stubs, then using the mass from the rack of beef, grew the arms until they were the right size.

Surprising Stacie, Kris turned to her and said, “Stacie, you are better at the mental stuff than I am.  Could you find the mental routines for controlling Azumi’s arms and copy them over to Suki?”

“Sure, this will be fun!” exclaimed Stacie, excited at having her first official duty.  Stacie went over to Azumi, put her hands on Azumi’s forehead, and carefully examined her cortex, finding the way she controlled and got feedback on her arms and hands, then going over to Suki, she spliced the information into Suki’s cortex.

Kris came over and examined it, “Great job sis!”

Unable to resist her programming, Stacie had an orgasm from Kris’ praise, closing her eyes, biting her lip, balling her fists, and grunting.  Kris grinned and gave her nipple a tweek.  He was tired, but he was also horny, so he had the girls dress Azumi and Suki and move them into a suite.  Meanwhile he laid Stacie back on the exam table and started licking her clit.  Stacie was thrashing all over the place.  Kris pulled down his shorts and slowly slid his very erect cock deep into her.  They slowly screwed for a few minutes, Stacie cumming almost constantly, until Kris painted her cervix with his white spunk which caused one more massive orgasm on her part before she passed out.

Smiling and content, but still a bit tired, Kris took another nap, spooning Stacie.  This was a shorter nap, only a half-hour, then he got up, got dressed, and headed to the suite where Azumi and Suki were.

Walking up the bed, the only way Kris could tell them apart was the way they were dressed.  Suki had on jeans and a tank top, and Azumi had her sundress.  Reaching out, Kris tapped them both on the forehead again, waking them up.

It was funny, they both sat up with a “Wha...”.  Turning to each other, their eyes went big and suddenly they were both shrieking, hugging and bubbling at each other.  Kris stated laughing which stopped them and made both of them turn and look at him at the same time which just make him laugh harder.  They both got this annoyed look on their faces which made Kris giggle again, but he got himself under control.

“Ladies, as you can see, everything is finished, any questions at this point?”

Azumi said, “What did you do to ME?  I thought you were just working on Suki!”

“We had to rejuvenate you to match Suki’s age so we could copy your musculature properly.  We kinda figured that you wouldn’t mind.” Said Kris with a grin.  “Don’t worry, if you want we can make you old again.”

“No, no that’s alright,” said Azumi quickly, and both Kris and Suki grinned at that one.

Suki held out her hands and slowly opened and closed her fists.  “This is unbelievable!  I can actually move my hands; ‘my hands’, I like the sound of that!  How did you do it?”

“For now, that is a secret.  If you and your mom decide to stay here, you will find out.  Do you want the post-op details?”

“Of course!”

“Azumi, you are unchanged except that you are now physically 17.  Suki, there are a lot of things we had to repair.”

“Please tell me!”

“We fixed the obvious things like your foot,” Suki quickly pulled up her pant leg and checked out her new foot, “Your arms, hands, and hairlip repairs were cloned from your mother.  You may notice that your hands are exactly alike your mother’s hands.”  Suki held out her hand next to Azumi’s.  They were exactly the same. “We also fixed your back problems and resequenced your DNA so that any children you have will be normal.”

With big eyes Suki stared at him with a literal jaw drop.  “I can have kids?” she said simultaneously with her mom’s, “She can have kids?”

“Yes,” laughed Kris with a grin.  It really was funny how much alike the two of them were.  Exactly like twins.

“I’ll leave you two for a while to talk.  A late Dinner is in 30 minutes,” said Kris as he left the room.

Fifteen minutes later the two of them came out of the room.  Tanya was waiting for them and led them to the dining hall.  Kris and most of his ladies were sitting at the table, waiting.  There were two places set which Suki and Azumi sat at.  Suki had a little trouble figuring out how to hold the fork, but she ate almost as fast as her mother.  The two of them needed to replenish their energy.

After stuffing themselves, and the meal was winding down, Azumi said, “I like what you do here.  What kind of work would you need me to do?”

Kris answered, “We have been hiring out on a per item basis for legal work.  We would really like a in-house lawyer to handle things as they came up.  Like all jobs with the foundation, it would be permanent.”

“I am not sure I like the sound of that.  What if I don’t like something that the foundation does?”

“Azumi, the job is permanent, but you can leave at any time.”  Kris felt safe with this, since once she decided to stay, she would never WANT to leave.

“What are the benefits?”

“Well obviously full medical; a house on the grounds; and a standard salary.  I am not sure what it will be, that needs to be researched.”

“One last question, besides helping people like my daughter, what do you do here?”

“Well, we do cosmetic work on the rich for an income, then use the funds to pay for helping people who need it, like you.  We have had only two paying clients so far, and also have helped two people in need.”

Azumi thought for a moment, then replied, “We could sure use the medical, and I approve what you are doing here, so barring any unknowns, I will take the job.”

“Wonderful!” Kris said.  “Stacie, will you do the honors?”

“Sure thing Kris,” exclaimed Stacie with a big grin, and she jumped up and ran over to Azumi and Suki.  Rapidly she added the standard programming to their minds.

Chapter 13: Security

The next morning Kris was on his way to breakfast when he was approached by Eve.  “Kris, the staff wants to talk to you if you have a moment.”

“Sure, where?”

“In the study,” replied Eve and lead him to a room off the main hall.  Inside was all four staff members, the maid, the gardener, and the two security guys.

“What’s up?” asked Kris.

The left security guy (George) stepped forward.  “Sir, we have some concerns.  This house has changed considerably in the last few months.  We are not sure what our roles are anymore.  Frank (the other guard) and I are due for retirement.  Samuel (the gardener) says that he is happy but with the increased activity around the grounds, requests that a second gardener be hired.  And Sveta (the maid) has nothing to do!  Eve takes care of herself now.”  George took a deep breath.  “We would like to resolve these issues.”

Kris said, “Hold on a minute.”  He then went out into the hall with Eve.  “Eve, what do you think?”

“Well, Kris, I agree with them.  Things have changed quite a bit.  We still need security, and Samuel has needed help for a long time.  Sveta has been my personal maid for several years, but I really don’t need one now.  I really like her and would like to keep her around if possible.”

“Thanks, Eve,” said Kris as he stepped back into the room. 

“George and Frank.  I would like you to remain until we can get replacements, which will be soon.  I will pay a bonus for training. Is that OK?”  George and Frank indicated agreement.

“Samuel, we will hire additional personnel to assist you soon.  Until then you can ask some of the ladies if they would like to help, OK?”  Samuel looked excited at the proposition as he agreed.

“Sveta, you have three choices.  You can stay on as a general maid around the house, you can leave with a bonus, or you may join our group and be the head housekeeper.”

Sveta thought for a second, then asked, “If I join your group, will I get young again too?”

Sveta was a complete knockout, Kris didn’t see that she needed much by way of a rejuv, but said, “If you want one.”

“Then I will join.  I like the idea of being the head housekeeper.”

A few hours later, after Sveta had been programmed and youthened to about 16 (Kris’ age), Kris gathered his girls.  “Stacie, you and I have one more charity job this week.  Bobby Peterson.  He is the jock type, so do you think he would be interested in the security job?”

Stacie replied, “He just might.  Let’s go see.”

They drove over to Bobby’s house.  Bobby was a nice guy, everyone liked him, but almost no-one ever visited him now that he was in a wheelchair.  He had had enough credits to graduate, but he had lost all his football scholarships.  He essentially had no future any more.  They could solve that.

Stacie led the way up to the door.  This was her gig.  Answering the door was a black girl in her early 20s.  A complete knock-out.  She looked a lot like Vanessa Williams.  This may be more interesting than Kris had thought.  She must be Bobby’s sister.  Stacie asked, “Can we see Bobby please?”

The hot girl led them to the living room where Bobby was sitting in a big easy chair watching TV.  He looked up, wondering who would be visiting him.  He didn’t recognize any of the kids who had just walked into the room.  He asked, a bit puzzled, “How can I help you?”

Kris replied, “We would like to hire you for a job.”

A bit confused, Bobby asked, “What job?  And who are you?”

Kris launched into the standard spiel, “We are from the Eva LaRue foundation.  We need a new security person for the foundation property on the edge of town.”

Before Kris could go any further, Bobby exclaimed, “You do realize that I am paralyzed from the waist down?”

“That isn’t an issue.  In exchange for a one year contract, we would repair all physical damage.  At the end of that year, you may return to college and implement your scholarships, or you may stay at the foundation, your choice.”

As Kris was talking, Bobby’s eyebrows got higher and higher.

“Also, you would be provided housing on the grounds and you would be able to bring any family you may have.”

Bobby stammered, “You actually can repair my back?  I thought that was impossible!  All the doctors I have visited have said that it couldn’t be done!”

Stacie answered, “Yes, we can fix your back.  What have you got to lose?  If you are interested, stop by the Eva LaRue estate at the edge of town tonight at seven.”

Stacie then turned without saying anything else and herded Kris out the door.  As they headed to the car, Kris gave her a look, and she said, “He isn’t the type to make decisions fast.  Don’t worry, he’ll be there at seven.”

Sure enough, at 6:54 that evening, a car pulled up at the gate.  Bobby’s sister was driving and Bobby was in the passenger seat.  The sister hit the intercom button and Tanya exclaimed, “Hi, you are expected!  Come on in!”  and buzzed them in.  Bobby and his sister slowly drove up the long driveway, wondering.

Kris had discussed it with the girls.  Since Bobby would be in charge of security, he would have to know everything that was going on.  So when Bobby reached the mansion, he had Stacie meet them and wheel Bobby into his study.  Tanya had the sister wait in the main hall.

Bobby was looking around so much that Kris was wondering if he was going to get a neck cramp.  When he saw Kris sitting at the desk, he wheeled himself over in front of it.

Kris started, “Bobby, have you decided to take the job?”

“I am seriously thinking about it.  I don’t want to insult you, but…”  he hesitated, sighed, then continued, “how do I know that this place is legit?  You could be affiliated with the mob or something like that.  As much as I want to be out of this chair, I cannot accept this if there is any criminal activity involved.”

Kris grinned and said, “You worked on that speech, didn’t you?”

Bobby grinned.

Kris continued, “Nothing we do here is illegal.  If you give me your word that you will tell no one else what I am telling you, even if you don’t take the job, I will explain everything.”

Bobby thought for a second, then agreed.

“What we do here is help people.  We charge the rich and do the poor for free.  My sister and I can repair or change people physically.  There is no surgery, we essentially just touch you, will it done, and it is fixed or changed.”

Bobby had a look like he had swallowed a dead fish.  “Yeah, right.”  He was obviously disappointed, thinking Kris was a quack.

“I can see that you don’t believe me.  Tell you the truth, I wouldn’t believe me either,” said Kris.  He pointed to a small scar on Bobby’s arm.  “How did you get that?”

Not seeing that it would hurt to tell him, Bobby answered, “I fell on a lawn sprinkler while practicing when I was 10.”

Kris reached over and ran his finger down the scar.  Bobby exclaimed, “Hey!” and swatted Kris’ hand away.  Kris just grinned and said, “Check out the scar now.”

Bobby looked at his arm.  The scar was gone!  “Holy Shit…,” he whispered.  He slowly looked at Kris, “How the fuck did you do that?”

Kris replied, “Do you believe me now?”

Bobby looked at his arm again, sat up straight and said, “I’ll do it.”

“Good, then we can take care of your back now.  I will have my sister Stacie take care of that since I feel a bit weird working on guys.  That cool?”

Bobby blushed and with a guffaw, “Yeah, I can see that.”

Kris called Stacie into the room.  “Stacie, I have explained everything to Bobby here.  Take him to the exam room and fix his back for him, will you please?”

Stacie, all excited about her first fully official duty, exclaimed, “Sure!  Right away!”

Kris leaned over so only she could hear and whispered, “Have fun, sis.”

Stacie rolled Bobby down the hall to the exam room.  She helped him up onto the table, then started undressing him.  Bobby just sat there and enjoyed having this beautiful girl pulling off his clothes.  He was startled when she suddenly asked him, “Do you want to be awake or asleep when I do this?”

“Will it hurt?”

“No.”

Bobby was a little embarrassed, but was very interested in what she was going to do.  At least he was clean, having changed his diaper just before leaving his house.  “I would rather watch.  If you could explain things as you go that would be great.”

“I’ll try,” said Stacie.  “First, we are going to have to undo all the surgeries that you have had.  If we fix your back first, you will be in a lot of pain.”

Bobby had not thought of this and was amazed that she had thought of it.  He watched as she put her hand down just above his cock and concentrated.  He heard her mutter, “Stupid doctors, always making such a mess…”  His jaw dropped as he saw her reach into the skin and pull out a big chunk of plastic.  “What the hell is that,” he exclaimed!

“It was a limiter valve that was put on your bladder to prevent you from leaking too much.  Now I am going to have to do your backside as well.  Please roll over.”

He rolled over.  Since he couldn’t feel or see what she was doing he heard her a minute later say, “That is now taken care of.  Let’s do the back now.”  Suddenly he felt her hands on his back, then seconds later, a strong pins and needles feeling in his legs.

“Araghhh, pins and needles!”

“It’ll go away in a second, your brain is not used to the input any more.  It will take a second to adjust.  I will now go over your legs and rebuild muscle mass from your body fat.  I will also fix a few dead spots caused by blood clotting.”

He felt (felt!) her start with his feet and slowly move up the legs.  It felt so good, suddenly he felt a hard-on forming.  He hadn’t felt anything down there in a long time, now he was embarrassed.

When she said, “Roll over” again, he was really embarrassed.  She commented, “Hmmm, nice one,” and continued to rub her hands up his legs.  When she reached the top, she commented, “Well, I see that you don’t need any enhancement there!”  And, with a big grin, gave him a squeeze.  His answering groan made her start stroking him expertly, soon he ejaculated all over her hand.  “That seems to work!”  She winked at him with a grin, and then to his amazement, she licked off his spunk from her fingers.

After washing her hands in the sink so things weren’t sticky, she helped him stand next to the table.  Handing him a robe from a closet next to the door, he was soon walking.  He went out the door, down the hall to where his sister was waiting, sitting in a chair, reading a magazine.  She didn’t notice him walking up, so he quickly put his hand over her eyes and said, “Guess who?”

Patty recognized the voice, but was confused, she hadn’t heard Bobby’s chair.  “Bobby” she said in an exasperated voice (the one only a sister can do).  He pulled his hand away, and the first thing she saw was his legs.  Moving her eyes up she was in shock, he was actually standing there!

“Well Sis, it appears they weren’t exaggerating when they said that they could fix my back!”

“Holy Shit,” she exclaimed!  She poked him in the stomach.  “You’re really standing there!”

“Yes I am,” he said proudly.  Then a little more seriously, “I took the deal.  I will be working here now.”

Ever the practical woman, Patty said, “Well, we have to go get your stuff then.  Mom won’t believe it.”

Stacie had followed Bobby out into the hall.  She commented, “I can go with you to help get your stuff and explain it to your mother if you like.”

“I think that is a good idea,” he replied.  He started to head down the hall toward the car. 

Stacie giggled, and called out, “I think you are forgetting something.”  She held up his pants.  He muttered, “oh, yeah,” and headed back to the exam room to change while his sister joined in the giggling.

They all climbed into the old station wagon and headed back to Bobbie’s house, leaving his chair at the estate.  He was also wearing a borrowed pair of underwear since his diaper wasn’t needed anymore.  When they reached the house and pulled into the driveway, Bobby jumped out and ran up to the house, Patty and Stacie following more sedately.

Stacie was talking with Patty, “So Patty, what do you do for a living?”

“I have my degree and I am a Nurse Practitioner.  I quit my job and have been taking care of my brother since the accident.”

Stacie immediately saw the implications of this, “You know, we are looking for someone like you at the foundation.  I think you should apply for the job there.  You can work there like your brother.”  Then with a snicker, “There is really good medical.”

Meanwhile Bobby was dashing through the house.  He found his mother in the kitchen.  She took one look and fainted.  Bobby rushed over and caught her, thankful he could do that now.  He lowered her into a chair.  He sat down across from her while Stacie and Patty wandered into the kitchen.

They all sat around the table and waited a minute for Bobby and Patty’s mother to wake up.  Bobby with a big grin on his face.  When his mom woke up she saw him sitting there.  Her brain rejected what she had seen so she said, “What is everyone doing sitting around the table?  Patty, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friend here?”

Bobby replied, “Mom, remember Patty and I were checking out that group that said that they could help me?”

“Of course I remember, it was only two hours ago.”

“Well, they were serious.  They were actually able to help me.”

“Really?  How?” she asked excitedly.

“They completely repaired my injury.”

She gave him the look and said, “No, really, what can they do?”

“I am serious mom.”  With that Bobby stood up.

“Oh!”  She exclaimed.  Then she jumped up and hugged him, “Oh, honey, that is so wonderful!”  She started crying.

“I also have a new job working there.”

Patty chipped in, “And so do I.”  Bobby looked startled.

Their mom said, “Really?”  (she must like that word).  And she started crying anew as she hugged both of them.  Suddenly she realized Stacie was sitting there and straightened up, “But where are my manners, who is your friend here?”

Stacie stood up and reached over to shake her hand.  “Hello, I am Stacie.  I work for the Eve LaRue foundation.”

“Honored, I am Tani.”  She was a little surprised at exchanging pleasantries with a teenager, but she was always polite.

“I am here to answer any questions you may have and to assist Bobby and Patty in moving to the estate.”

“You will excuse the question, but you seem awfully young.”

“While I am young, that is misleading.  One of the services we do are complete rejuvenations, someone who looks 15 may actually be 90!  Actually as a courtesy, since both of your children are working for the foundation, I can offer you a rejuv if you are interested.”

She didn’t have to think on that one!  “Of course I would like a rejuv!  What woman wouldn’t?”

“Also, we can offer you housing on the estate.”

“That would be wonderful.  We are about to lose the house anyway.  It is mortgaged to the hilt to pay for Bobby’s medical bills.”

Bobby exclaimed, “I didn’t know that!  Why didn’t you tell me?”

“We didn’t want to worry you.”

“I notice that you cook a lot.  Are you a good cook?”

Patty said, “Are you kidding, she is great!”

“Then how would you like the job as the estate chef?”

Tani’s eyes got big, “That would be the answer to my dreams!”

“Ok then…” said Stacie.  She reached out and touched both Tani and Patty’s foreheads and they collapsed.

Bobby yelled, “What did you do?”

Stacie said, “Trust me, I am just fixing up your mom like she asked, and checking over Patty.”

He relaxed.  Stacie went over to Patty and added the standard mental links, pushing a mental picture of Kris for Patty to fixate on.  Then Stacie went over to Tani.  She added the same mental links for a start, then she decided she needed some help.  “Bobby, I won’t ask you to help with your own mom, so why don’t you go pack.”  Bobby went upstairs, and Stacie woke up Patty.

“Oh wow, what happened?  And who is this wonderful Kris guy I keep thinking about?”

“Don’t worry about it, help me get your mother undressed and on the table.”

Being a nurse, Patty easily manhandled her mother onto the table.  “Why is she unconscious?”

“Because I am about to youthen her as she asked, and she really should be unconscious for that.”

“Oh.  How are you going to do that?”

“That is the big secret of the foundation.  My brother and I can just touch people and change them.  Watch.”

Stacie reached out and put her hands over Tani’s face.  When she pulled them away, Tani looked like a 16 year old girl.  Patty’s jaw dropped.  Stacie said, “Now help me get these clothes off.”

Patty quickly removed the clothes.  Stacie ran her hands up Tani’s arms and they looked like a teens arms.  She held each of her hands, then moved to her legs.  Moving to the crotch, Stacie stroked her hand up then put both of them flat over the area just above.  Patty noticed that there was no more pubes.  Stacie moved up and the belly cellulite melted away.  Moving up to the breasts, they tighted up and looked like an 18 year olds.  Stacie had Patty roll Tani on her stomach, then changed all the cellulite to baby fat on Tani’s ass and back.  Damn, her mom looked like her younger sister!  Unreal.  Then Stacie tapped Tani on the forehead and she suddenly sat up.

“Wha… What’s happening?”

“I just took care of the Rejuv that you wanted,” said Stacie.

Tani stared at her legs, then her hands.  “Wow, just like when I was a teenager!”  She exclaimed.  She ran into the bathroom next to the kitchen.  “I look like a teenager!”

Stacie grinned, “I’m glad the customer is happy.”  She let Tani ooh and ah for a few minutes then said, “Why don’t you two go pack a bag.  We can come back for the rest of your stuff later.”

Tani ran upstairs to pack.  She grabbed her suitcase from the closet and then realized that she didn’t have anything to wear.  She wasn’t a dumpy old lady anymore and Patty was 8 inches taller than she was so she would swim in anything Patty’s.  She had an idea.  She dug back into her closet for her clothes from the late 70s.  There were a few old outfits there plus her old cheerleading outfit from high school.  With a grin she pulled on the cheerleading skirt and halter top.  Looking in the mirror on the back of her closet door, she looked exactly like she did in 1978.  Just for fun she left the outfit on, dumped the rest of the old clothes (although they were a little musty) into the bag, added a few pictures from her dressing table, then headed downstairs.

Bobby was already waiting by the car.  He was running around in the front yard with a football, just enjoying being able to walk and run again.  Suddenly there was a cute cheerleader standing there saying, “Go Bobby Go!” and bouncing up and down.  She looked vaguely familiar.  When Patty came over and stood next to her, he froze, stared and exclaimed, “Holy Crap, is that you, Mom?”

She let out a titter (!!) and said, “Sure is Bobby!”  She bounced into the car.  Patty and Bobby following, both a bit bemused.  They both watched their mom bounce around in her seat.  “Wow!  I actually feel like I’m a teenager again!”

Soon they arrived back at the estate.  Stacie handed Bobby a set of keys and said, “The house by the gate is yours.  Your sister and mother can live with you or up at the main house with the rest of the estate personnel.”

Tani said, “To start with I would like to live with Bobby there.”

Patty said, “Me too.”

“Then I will leave you to settle in.  When you three are ready come up to the house and I or one of the other estate people will show you around.”