Quantum Jennifer

Chapter 4
The bridge

Chapter Description: Jenny dreams of a brighter yesterday.

Her week went past quickly as she pounded out more of her thesis. She soon found herself back at the lab with Professor Jankowitz undergoing another series of tests.

“Hmm, you lost some weight, but not enough to worry about. We must have measured you incorrectly the last time as you currently measure nearly an inch shorter at 5 foot 5 inches. The rest of the tests are every bit as good as the prior week. Are you ready for a second treatment, my dear?”

“I wanted to ask you about my pubic hair falling out first. Would there be any reason your treatment would cause such a thing?”

The professor scratched his chin whiskers and pondered for a moment. “I can think of nothing in my treatment that would cause such an event. Perhaps it could be a case of nerves on your part? Are there any rashes, infections, reddened skin or health issues that you’ve had since then?”

“No, aside from the hair falling out down there, I haven’t,” said Jenny.

“Then I suggest you undergo my treatment and we’ll see what next week brings, eh? You don’t have to, of course, we can stop at any time.”

“No, let’s do this. In for a penny, in for a pound, right?”

“Very well, if you’ll lay down on the examination table, we can forgo the muscle relaxant this time,” said the professor as he readied his quantum bridge device.

Jenny complied and felt the warm rays of the device as it slowly manipulated her brain’s pathways in the way that was hoped would give her quantum receptor capabilities.

Her lucid daydreaming began again and Jenny saw herself as a 16-year-old teen admiring herself in the mirror. She had on a white cotton summer dress and was going to a pageant as an usher. She wore a laurel wreath on her head, white cotton panties, and white sandals on her feet. The outfit was a simple one and she was glad that she only had to be an usher and not a contestant.

Her mother called for her to hurry up and be ready to leave soon. She responded with a “hold your horses” delivered with a half-moody teen attitude while doing a final check on her lightly shaded makeup. The call of nature interrupted her musings and as she took care of it, she noticed that she had completely hairless genitalia.

“That’s odd, at this age I was just as hairy as anybody else down there” Jenny pondered as she stroked the smooth surface and got a little excited over the tingle it produced in a nearby region. Her mother called for her again and she was off to the pageant. She could feel the soft cotton panties as they caressed her bare skin causing little electric thrills to radiate from the base of her spine while riding in the car.

Halfway through the pageant, Jenny felt a tingling sensation that started in her stomach and radiated over the rest of her body. It came with some regularity over the course of the next few hours and increased in intensity. She ignored it as best she could, but her adult self wondered what was going on as she had no recollection of the tingly feeling her teen self was experiencing.

With the pageant over, Jenny thanked her lucky stars again that she hadn’t been chosen for cleanup duty and congratulated the winner of the pageant, her friend Rosalie.

“Well done up there, Rosalie! You really nailed the swimsuit and poetry competition. Oh, the modeling on the runway was spot on as well!”

“Thanks, Jenny! I’ll be going to state levels next week, wish me luck!”

“Luck!” said Jenny with a sardonic grin and a light hug for her childhood friend.

“Well, I’d better be going, um, there’s just something I have to ask you if you don’t mind?”

“What’s that?”

“Have you lost weight? I only ask because that dress seems a bit big on you. You were fitted for it right?”

“No, everything’s just fine. I should be going as well, can’t keep mom waiting, bye!”

“Bye!” said Rosalie as she watched her friend walk away making thumping sounds on the pavement with her ill-fitting sandals and tugging the now baggy dress back from falling over her shoulder.

On the way home, Jenny felt a more aggressive tingle that would be better described as more of a feeling of pins and needles. Her mother couldn’t help but notice her discomfort and asked her if she was all right.

“I’m okay, Mom, really! I think I’ve got an itch from the dress and can’t wait to take it off when we get home.” Her mother felt that Jenny’s voice seemed a bit higher, but didn’t mention it.

Arriving home, Jenny’s ill-fitting sandals clopped loudly on the stairs as she hurried to her bedroom. The cotton dress which had fit well and stopped short of her kneecaps now stopped halfway between her kneecaps and feet. The laurel wreath drooped down the right side of her head and threatened to become a laurel necklace. She took off her clothes and a little girl of 10 or 11 stared back at her from her personal mirror.

The bulky cotton panties still held loosely to her waistline and puffed out at the sides while barely clinging to her hips.

The adult Jenny recoiled in horror at the sight of her aging in reverse at an accelerated rate. Teen Jenny was mortified at losing her hard-won curves and womanhood to reverse pubescence. Adult Jenny sprang into action, took over the reins, and had the girl put on a t-shirt that while baggy, would do for now.

She rushed down to the living room where her mother was and confided in her what was happening to her body.

“Well, it’s certainly not reasonably possible to age in reverse my dear, but here you are looking as cute as you did when you were 7 years old!”

“Seven? Oh, no! I’m still getting younger? Make it stop mommy! Please make it stop!”

Her mother gathered the small girl in her arms and comforted her, She could feel by her weight that the process was still ongoing. “There, there, dear. Shh, shh! It’ll stop soon, I’m certain of it!”

Jenny’s age reversal stopped at age two. Her mother took her to her bedroom and pulled off the baggy t-shirt, lay her down on her bed, and went to the hall closet, retrieving a box with baby things that she never got around to throwing away.

Putting her baby girl back into diapers and a onesie, she remembered her daughter’s happier times and hugged her. Jenny was unhappy and sniffling but adjusting to her new life and soon became engrossed with the toys that were in the large box. Her mommy pulled out a medium-sized teddy bear and handed it to her. Adult Jenny remembered wanting the bear from earlier and baby Jenny hugged the bear as if were a long-lost friend.

Later, little Jenny got put in a high-chair that had been brought up from the basement to feed her. Big Jenny adored the attention and kicked her counterpart’s legs in the air to feel the warm squishiness between her legs. No longer sad, she ate her meal with gusto and got a small scoop of vanilla ice cream for dessert. The coolness of the creamy, sweet flavor of the ice cream was felt from her mouth all the way to her belly.

After playtime, a bath, and a diaper change, Jenny was put to rest in her old crib. Her mother was glad that she still had most of her baby things in storage in the attic and basement and realized that she had never let go of her little girl as she grew. She thanked whatever force in the universe that had allowed her to raise her lovely daughter a second time and watched her baby girl sleep peacefully for a time before cleaning off the decade or so of dust from all the baby and toddler things that she’d retrieved from storage.