Jon got an idea.
Why had he been worried that the Danielle that was in his room (the Danielle from when the picture was taken) would run into her current self?
That could be fun.
In fact, why limit it to the present Danielle?
Jon concentrated for a moment, and heard another noise in the closet.
The door handle jittered, then it opened to reveal a 25-year old Danielle in a jean skirt and a white camisol.
She had grown to about average height, maybe 5'5", but she was still petite and thin.
Jon willed her to have longer legs and she grew to about 5'10", but her skirt didn't, and it eased up to reveal her creamy thighs.
"What the fuck is going on?" said the 25-year old Danielle.
Jon willed away her curiosity and replaced it with two things: an intense sexual desire for both himself and the Danielle in the little dress that was on the bed, and complete submissiveness to his orders.
"Go sit on the bed, Danielle," he ordered. She obeyed.
She sat, biting her lip seductively and looking her younger self up and down.
Jon went back to the computer and clicked on the cup-size slider. He pressed the up arrow a few times.
The younger Danielle, who had managed to calm herself down a little, gasped and looked down as her breasts began to swell, growing from an A to a B cup. Her nipples were more prominent than ever.
He noticed the older Danielle glancing at the younger Danielle's new breasts with a look of jealousy.
He decided to push it further.
Finding it cumbersome to have to keep returning to the computer, he abandoned the sliders for the time being and decided to use the power of the ring he was wearing.
