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Young Shandra just wanted curls like all the beautiful women she'd seen on TV. Their hair always looked so voluminous. She just wanted hair like them, but her mom always said, “When you're older sweetie.” and she was so tired of waiting, She felt like she was never going to get older.

She had on her little pink undies and looked into the mirror, “When I'm older? I'm never going to be older! I'm gonna be too young forever! I just want curly hair!  Why can't I be older now!?”

Suddenly, Shandra felt a sharp pain in her tummy. She doubled over, grabbing her belly, her scalp itched. She scratched at her head as she felt her nails getting longer. It's like it was all happening at once, legs stretching, ass blooming, torso lengthening, she was becoming older just as she wanted. She peeked in the mirror, watching as her lips plumped. But most importantly, gleefully shaking as her hair was becoming so very very curly.

She was finally old enough for curly hair, and she finally got curly hair. There was no one that was going to tell her she was too young for anything ever again.


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