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The week had been exhilarating for Rebecca. She was moving forward. She hadn't completely put her failed marriage, rejection and heartbreak behind her. But it was beginning to feel like that heartache belonged to a different person. There were quiet moments in the day or activities with her children where those feelings crept in. She powered through the sadness knowing that she had a greater hand in her fortunes.
For the time being, she had a new young body to enjoy. That body needed clothes. Clothes for work. And clothes for pleasure. Not knowing how long this boon would last also affected other decisions.
Do I try to avoid people who know me? Do I pretend to be someone else? What will happen when people see me older again?
She pondered a number of things while she shopped.
Her children took the changes better than expected. Luckily she had boys and they barely noticed anything. They noted her weight loss and less wrinkles. Both were easy to explain.
An unexpected windfall of the change was running into Jason, her estranged husband. The look on his face was far better than she expected. It was like he was fighting between indifference and feeling cheated. She quietly enjoyed it while thinking about
other
reactions he might have.
I blew your brother and he has a bigger dick than you.
"How much weight have you lost?!" Jason said as he looked her up and down. His hungry, curious gaze felt intrusive. Although he had seen her naked body more than anyone, he had lost that right.
Rebecca covered her breasts with her hands, but not before pushing them to demonstrate their new-found firmness. "I had a giant tumor removed from my life," she said, trying to be casually mean.
Jason was too taken in by her appearance to perceive the insult. "You look ten years younger at least," he said, continuing to stare.
With their new arrangement, the boys would stay a week with each of them and then switch houses. Jason was picking the boys up for his week. He had also asked to start gathering his belongings. In order to avoid the scene any further, she decided to go to the gym.
Wait until that bastard sees my yoga pants,
she thought as she went upstairs.
Once in her bedroom, she disrobed and admired herself in the mirror. She had trimmed her pubic hair into a neat landing strip. Rebecca was fortunate that her lady parts only needed minimal shaving. A little attention every few days offered her a smooth, hair-free vulva. She chose one of her new thongs, a sports bra, and a pair of leggings.
Secretly, Rebecca hoped that Jason would walk in on her. She imagined the expression on his face when he saw that she really was a younger woman. She would also be able to express rage at the intrusion. It would be a double win. She carefully arranged her breasts into the top to show the best cleavage. A quick pinch of her nipples and she was ready to go back downstairs.
"Have fun with your Dad, boys." She kissed them each on the head before grabbing her phone and keys. Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see Jason watching her with stunned disbelief. Rebecca had considered herself too old for popular clingy leggings. She didn't understand why they made her look good but it was apparent that men liked them.
She drove to the gym. Technically, she didn't need to work out her temporary body. But it was a good place to meet young people. Rebecca desperately needed a few younger girl friends. After 3 visits, she had potentially found one in Aimie.
Aimie was a cute, curvy brunette with doe eyes and a mediterranean complexion. Their initial introduction had been when Aimie asked her how she got 'such great cake'. After an awkward explanation, Rebecca came to understand that cake meant a shapely ass.
It was one of the interesting cultural changes that had passed Rebecca by. Growing up, she had always been embarrassed by her ass size. She thought it was too big and too round. As Rebecca had aged, the roundness gave way to sagging. Now, girls in their twenties did exercises like squats to try to add bulk. Like so many things, Rebecca didn't need to understand it. She only had a few weeks to worry about it. She decided to enjoy it while her body was in fashion.
Aimie had introduced her to her boyfriend Vince. Vince and Aimie attended the local college. He was a tall gym rat with lots of tattoos and a 'fuck it' attitude. As her circle of acquaintances grew, Rebecca felt like an imposter. It was exciting to be someone else. She felt like she was spying on a world that would have otherwise excluded her.
Rebecca's old circle of friends had dwindled over the years to a small handful. Of those remaining friends, the majority were intertwined with her life with Jason. Since she wanted to avoid divorce sympathy and the attention from her boon, she invested in her relationship with Aimie.
On this particular day, Vince, Aimie, and another friend, Jess, were filming 'cake checks' at the gym. "You've got to be in our video, Becca, you have such a great ass," Aimie begged before giving Rebecca's ass a swat and squeeze. "Please!"
These young girls touch each other way more than I remember doing
, she thought. Being groped like that made Rebecca slightly uncomfortable. Some of this was because it turned her on. A lot of it was that it drew people's attention. Thinking about both, she decided to try to lean into it. While she had the boon, Rebecca resolved to do the opposite of what her previous self would have done.
Rebecca agreed to be in their ridiculous video. The girls each laid on the gym floor. Vince then put weights on a barbell and then rolled it over them, starting at their feet. Starting with the 35 pound weights, it rolled and slapped them in the ass. This meant that they passed the 'test.
Despite her aversion to the size of her own 'booty', Rebecca really enjoyed the fullness of other women's asses. She could see the appeal for men. When the barbell rolled onto them, Jess's ass made a cute jiggle. Aimie's ass was so large and womanly, that it recoiled and pushed the bar back toward Vince. Rebecca wasn't sure how her ass looked but she felt it hit her. Everyone cheered.
At least the video doesn't show faces
, she thought, as she allowed herself a smile. They also ran the test on Vince and he barely passed.
Next was the 45 pound weights. This added inches of clearance. The bar rolled over Jess's ass. On the petite side, it rolled over her whole body. Jess was cute and sweet. She had a butt that was closest to what Rebecca wanted. Vince failed. Aimie passed the test. It hit her beautiful 'dump truck' and stopped. When it was her turn, Rebecca felt it graze her but it rolled over. Her new friends cheered anyway. She secretly enjoyed the sexual attention. Outwardly, she enjoyed the companionship.
When they were getting ready to shower, Rebecca saw Aimie snapping pictures in the corner of the locker room. That was one line that Rebecca wouldn't cross. She didn't like 'selfies' and was paranoid about embarrassing pictures living on forever on the web. Aimie took a picture of herself cupping her breasts, bending over, and lastly, of her pussy.
"Grabbing some shots for Vince?" Rebecca asked with curiosity.
"No. They're for my OF followers." she said casually. She put the phone in her bag and disrobed. Aimie grabbed a towel and said, "let's go." She slapped Rebecca's ass playfully as she walked by.
The girls showered together. They talked about guys in their class and one cute teacher's assistant at the college. Aimie and Jess were the type of girls that would talk about anything anywhere. Jess showed them her new hood piercing. Rebecca blushed with her forwardness. Aimie admired it like a new earring. She even knelt down to inspect it. She casually reached out and rubbed it back and forth before standing back up.
Rebecca felt her nipples hardening with arousal at the scene. She hid them as she shampooed her hair. A few weeks ago, she would have been the matronly lady rolling her eyes and sighing loudly as she passed the scene. Today she was one of the young girls. It was a thrilling sensation for her. It felt like going through a friend's diary or listening to neighbors having sex.
"Tell us more about you, Becca? You're so quiet!" Aimie said as she conditioned her hair.
"Not much to say. Spending a lot of time with the new job." Although Rebecca had been a member at the gym for a decade, it had been at least a year since she last attended. The girls wouldn't have known her. When Aimie introduced herself, Rebecca had chosen to lie and say that she was new to town. It seemed unlikely that they would run into each other later.
"I forget you're so old," Jess said almost incredulously. "What are you, like 26?"
"Something like that," she said shyly.
