You sit down on her bed wondering what to do. You figure since you were her that you should get your home work out of the way. Being in a much younger body now, the level of homework was a lot lower. With your college background in the body of a 12 year old, her relative IQ was raised to that of a genius to anyone who saw. Completing all of your homework in about fifteen minutes you were now free to do whatever you like.
You walk around her room looking through your new drawers. You find things like her jewelry, socks, and panties. The sight of her panties excites you a bit and you pull them out.
You are in awe of your newly developing body as you slide your hands across your body. Your hips still flat as a board. Your breasts barely budded. You reach over and hold a pair of panties in front of your sex. Admiring what it might look like on you. You slide into them and feel how they grip the void between your legs.
Next, you put your hair up into two long pony tails. You think you are absolutely cute. Shuffling through your closet, you find a simple white dress that hides your now promiscuous body. You skipped the idea of a training bra as you didn’t like how it felt. Finally, you put on a tan sun hat and figured you looked adorable.
You hear your mom call you for dinner and run downstairs.
“Alli, I thought you hated that dress.” Your mom says,
“I guess you could say I’ve had a change of heart, I decided to give it a try and i love it.” You said.
your mom smiled clearly pleased that her daughter liked the dress finally. You sit down to eat and can feel a small current going up your dress and chilling your small legs as you eat dinner. You didn’t care for it much, but it was Allison’s favorite so you’re body enjoyed it. You slowly started to feel parts of her mind open up as you remembered more from Allison’s life than just that day. You begin to recall her friends, preferences, crush, and turn ons... You didn’t realize stuff got to her at such a young age. You finish dinner and return upstairs. You get on her laptop and lay on her bed. You look behind you and see up your dress in the mirror, but you didn’t care too much. One of her friends had messaged her asking if you would like to hang out with her at her house for the night.
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