New Family Dynamic

 

New Family Dynamic

"There you go hun, all fixed. You look beautiful." The young girl blushed.

"Thanks, mom." She ran off with a wave and Amanda smiled. Her kids were now behaving themselves well. It had taken a lot of work to straighten them out but she was proud how much better they’d become as people. It had been rocky but she’d had her husband as a rock. Their relationship was perfect. She sauntered over to him and laid down. Their hands locked and the two were flirting almost immediately.

"Ugh," their son couldn't stomach it any longer. "I'm going to go hang out somewhere else." The two lovers shared a look and chuckled.

"Be back by dinner time," Amanda called out. He nodded and jogged off to play with some of the other boys. "Sad that they can't bear to see their parents in love."

"She's probably jealous you're ten times the woman she was. And ten times better looking too" Frank groped her slyly. She playfully slapped him, but didn't move to stop him. Amanda knew he was right. "He seems to finally accept that he’s now just a young boy. Meanwhile Nelly takes to it like she was never a man" Amanda peered over, and felt proud how her darling daughter had adjusted so well. A year ago they weren't the beautiful family they were today. They wouldn't have been able to afford a beach trip, let alone get along with each other.

Isaac was a teenage boy with a troublesome family. He was close with his sister, Nelly, but his parents were a mess. They basically ignored each other, barely acknowledging each other's existence. Frank was barely holding onto his job, putting in bare minimum effort and then coming home to laze around. Cornelia, the older sibling, had to regularly take part time jobs to make ends meet. Amanda did nothing but watch her soap operas and spend money that the family didn't have. It fell to Isaac to do the chores and budget to make sure everything went smoothly. The two siblings sat alone at the dinner table late into the night, taking solace in each other's company. Isaac was yelled at after scolding his mother for not cleaning up anything while he was at school. "You're not the mom, I am, so stop acting like one!" She'd constantly moaned at him, despite never acting like a mother once in her life.

"It's just so frustrating. I'm doing chores, school, budgeting and making meals. I wish I was the mother. That way I could raise them right."

"You'd be a perfect wife," Nelly half-joked. Isaac punched her lightly. "I wish I was the dad, I'd put in the effort to make sure this family had what it needed." Nelly felt compelled to continue her earlier thought for some reason, "In all seriousness, you'd be a perfect wife. You're kind, responsible, caring and can always make me smile after a hard day. I'd love to be married to someone like you." Isaac nodded weakly, taken aback by her enthusiasm. Something inside Isaac pushed him to return the compliment.

"You'd make a pretty good husband yourself. You're always there, supporting us. You always manage to shake off whatever is bothering you at the door and not let it affect your mood. You work hard and are always happy to make time for your family." Isaac felt more certain with each word he spoke. "If I was married, I'd wouldn't want what mom and dad have. I'd want a perfect relationship, where both people love each other deeply and are just happy to be together." He blushed at the next words forming in his mind but spoke them anyways. "And I'd want to be extremely attracted to my spouse, and them me, unable to keep our hands off of each other." Nelly didn't know why, but she found herself agreeing with her brother. She grinned and decided to add on.

"And I'd want both parents to be insanely good looking. Like making celebrities look ugly good looking." Nelly felt empowered by her fantasy, feeling stronger. Both Isaac and Nelly didn't notice the lights had dimmed, staring into each other's eyes. Nelly smiled at her blushing brother. For some reason he looked cuter. Softer than normal. She almost didn’t continue but when she looked into Isaac's eyes she felt safe. Loved. She felt like she could say anything and he'd accept it. "I'd want someone who knows how to make me feel good, and isn't afraid to take charge in the bedroom. I'd want a woman who loves sex just as much as I do and we can't get enough of each other's bodies. Who only has eyes for me." Isaac found himself blushing harder. Nelly looked taller, stronger, manlier. Isaac felt safe and protected being near her. Staring into her eyes he felt an all encompassing love. He felt driven to continue, to finish the fantasy. "I'd want a man who has endless stamina and enthusiasm. Who can't look away from me. I want us to be perfect for each other in every way." Upon finishing the two stared at each other wordlessly. The roomed seem to spin around them. Isaac eyes widened as he saw his sister's height skyrocket. She quickly tore off the ill fitting clothes and Isaac found himself unable to look away. Muscles bulged and her hands and feet grew, filling in her frame. Her modest chest vanished. Her hair shortened, darkening in the process. Her hips snapped in and her shoulder widened as her posture shifted. Some body hair began to sprout and she admired her new muscles. She looked like she'd been hitting the gym for years. They both stared at her crotch in amazement as her new equipment formed, extending into something way larger than both of them had seen before. Finally her face reshaped into what could only be described as extremely handsome. The changes seemed to stop and an Adonis towered over Isaac and he felt self conscious. Then their eyes met and Isaac felt something lurch deep within himself.

He'd been a short kid, so he was excited when he started gaining height as well. He quickly tore off his pants to watch himself grow. The man no longer towered over him but Isaac was still a good six inches shorter. He was slightly embarrassed, but his legs looked killer. His hands and feet slimmed down into something that could only be described as dainty. His skin quickly lost all body hair and felt much softer and smoother. He grunted as his hips cracked outward and his spine reshaped leaving him with an hourglass figure that would be the envy of every woman. His little friend shrunk away into nothing, leaving him with a slit. He was sad to lose his companion of 14 years, but soon he was distracted by his other changes. His arms gained some definition as if did some light workouts. The changes moved down to his stomach and left him with a tight core. He felt fat bubble under his skin and combine with his growing muscles to give him thighs sculpted into perfection. His ass followed suit and he was left with a bubble butt that was just the right mixture of firm and jiggle. Isaac felt his back muscles shift and the bubbling moved to his chest. They both stared as small mounds formed on Isaac’s chest, quickly ballooning out into two massive breasts. Hair started cascading down his head, lightening into an attractive shade of orange, not stopping until it reach the middle of his back. His face and throat shifted last. A smooth, deep, baritone voice slipped out from the man who used to be his sister.

“Oh my god, you’re breathtaking.” He quickly reached up and held his throat, marveling at his new voice. She laughed, enjoying the melodic sound. Her heart swelled with the compliment. For some reason it felt more flattering than any other compliment she’d received before.

“And you’re pretty damn handsome yourself mister.” Her dulcet tones delighted her. They both blushed as they realized they were checking each other out. But it didn’t feel wrong, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. “So, I think our wishes were granted.” The man in front of her nodded. “What should we call each other?” She asked and the man grinned.

“Well if I’m actually the dad now, you should probably call me Frank.” He nodded to himself, as if affirming it to himself.

“I guess that makes me Amanda then.” It felt right to her, if she was the mother it only made sense she took that name for herself. Unable to take their eyes off each other Amanda approached her new husband. Her hips swayed, oozing femininity and confidence. Frank hardened and she grinned at him. She stretched upwards onto her toes and his head moved downwards automatically. Their lips met and fireworks went off inside Amanda’s head. The kiss turned into a full on make out session, and Frank lifted her up and sat her upon the rapidly changing table. The world still spun around them, but the newly married couple didn’t have eyes for anything but each other. She lay back and he positioned himself to enter her. As he thrust in the spinning increased. Each new pleasure brought new memories flooding into Amanda’s head. She remembered growing up, her new parents, her first love. Then she remembered meeting Frank in college and how they’d both instantly fallen in love with each other. She remembered getting married and having their first born Nelly shortly after. With each new memory floating into her head she fell more deeply in love with the man in front of her. Frank seemed to be going through the same thing as his thrusting grew less erratic, and felt more loving. Like he was trying to bring her as much pleasure as he felt. Seeing the look on his face Amanda wrapped her legs around frank and pulled him in. They shared a meaningful kiss as he finished deep inside her. They both pulled apart, content. The room had stopped spinning. They looked around in surprise at the vastly different home they seemed to be inhabiting. Before they had been in a cramped kitchen, now they were in a spacious dining room. “Wow, this is new.” Frank nodded. He helped her down of the table and the couple began to explore the new house in shock. She slipped her hand into his and as their fingers locked she felt a flush of happiness.

The new house was huge. What had been a small, cramped one story home had turned into a large spacious house. Frank paused, “I’m a partner at my firm now.” He looked down at her, and Amanda felt herself flush in pride at her man and squeezed his hand.

“You always were brilliant and hard working.” While she had been entirely focused on her new body and husband a new thought entered her mind. “Oh shit, the kids!” The two shared a look and crept upstairs. They peeked into two new bedrooms to see their young children asleep. It seemed whatever magic had done this had reduced everyone’s overall age, giving them time to now raise their kids the way they wanted. When she saw her children Amanda felt some new love she’d never felt before awaken within her. She felt a protective all encompassing love. She shook her head as she realized she was feeling motherly. Sharing a look they both agreed then and there that this time they’d be raised right.

 

Source:  CCE8F9