The Cold War Trilogy Part Two: FIREarms
A smile stretched itself on Mara's face as she decided to test the suspected human ability that Christopher Friedman had revealed to her.
Electric feelings cocooned her as she felt herself... stretch. It was a feeling most (though not all) humans were unfamiliar with, for they usually only grew inches over months, while she was growing feet in the matter of seconds.
Normally teens took at least weeks to pass through a growth spurt, but Mara had never been normal.
Now she stopped growing, and screamed. She shrieked again and again, the accumulated passions from a decade of growth compressed into seconds finally taking their toll. She panted deeply. she still couldn't believe she could do what she had just done, and what any female child could do. It seemed almost magical.
Finally she recovered from the excitement and picked herself off of the floor. she gasped in awe as she stretched her
hands in front of her. In fact her entire
half-naked body was incredibly sexy.
Mara laughed, knowing that Rollins would gasp at how her clothes had been effortlessly destroyed by her body. she laughed even more as she walked over to the door, and she opened it. Rollins had definitely NOT known about her age changing abilites, or he would have at least tried to lock the door. She felt that with her new strength she could have smashed through the wall.
Mara decided not to dwell on it to much, and she whistled as she strolled along half naked. Occasionally a piece of torn fabric slid off and fell to the floor. Her erect nipples were far harder than steel. Now that I know humans can do these things, I want to explore my adult feelings, she thought. What is the first passion I want to act out? she queried herself as she walked. By the time she reached the main door she decided what human emotion she first wanted to fully explore now: Sex.
"Why stuck at this age?" asked Jesse.
Olivia did a double take. "What do you mean?"
"Have you tried shifting to fully adult?"
"You mean older than a teenager? Um... no..."
"Give it a try."
Olivia concentrated. She thought about what it felt like to change into her older form, being a woman not a child, and willed herself to go through such a transformation.
Immediately, she began growing up. Resigned to her new clothes being ruined, she watched how her pants, shirt, sweater, jacket, and boots were all destroyed at once, overlapping layers tearing in different directions. She looked around for a blanket as she slowly became a woman, eventually reaching the size and age of a thirty-year old adult. "Wow." she said, examining her reflection in the mirror. "I am so cute!"
"I thought so before." Mitch commented. "See if you can go any older."
Olivia complied at once.