Mandy the Adventurer (Paid Post #3) (Patreon)

Amanda Hudgins was getting too old for this kind of work. She loved being an adventurer, but Her bones and muscles ached. Every movement was a dangerous act of defiance against time. Her body was falling apart. She needed to do something about it.

She heard about the fountain of youth, hell everyone on Earth had. It wasn't something Amanda believed, but she figured, if she was going to do one last trip it was going to at least find where it was hidden. Her research was impeccable and led her to the caverns of time. Her assistant had got her there, but refused to enter. The tales of the curse around the fountain scared them. Some say that if your heart wasn't absolutely the purest of the pure, you disappeared from existence, not just died. But poof gone, forever, erased, your whole life never leaving even the tiniest blip of a glimmer in time.

Amanda let her assistant know that she would see them on the other side, and her assistant wept in fear for her.  Amanda scoffed at their fear, if they should cry for anything it should be her retirement. Amanda Huggins, world class archaeologist was done after this last job.

She saw the cascading water dropping from the rocks and knew this was the place, she had done it, what no one else had the brains or know how to do. Find the mythical fountain of youth. She took her empty canteen, I mean she had to at least taste it right? She let a little of the water dibble in, and taste it.

She had to admit with all the talk of this great amazing water, this water that was supposed to revive the aches of time, and it tasted, well, awful. She took it and slipped it in her pouch and took three steps on the way out. That's when the sip hit her. Her body felt heavy, like she just ate a stack of pancakes. Her sagging calves felt like boulders holding her down. This was obviously the effects of some kind of poisoning. She tried to dig into her pouch for some antibiotics and that's when she saw her hand. The age spots were slowly fading, She was in shock, her eyes were failing her. She fell to her knees, her breathing was becoming erratic, she needed to be calm. She slipped off her glasses and tried to contract her pupils a bit better. That's when she realized she didn't have to. Was this what death was like? A final hoorah before shuffling from the mortal coil?

That's also when started to feel aches in her muscles, like they were cramping. She tried to lift her hand and saw that not just the age spots were gone, but she watched as her loose skin tightened to a smooth porcelain gloss. Her short stubby legs wracked with aches from her past adventures let go with a final stretch and pop. She laid on her stomach and lifted her butt up as her quads plumped into their former youthful glory, her glutes lifting to the way they used to pop for her adoring fans.  Her hands out stretched as her aching grinding bones filled with cartilage making it seem like she was getting slightly taller. Amanda slipped up to her knees and played with her hair as the gray melted away replaced with blonde.

Her back felt like recently whetted rice krispies as it arched and snapped, crackled, and popped with youth filling into her. Her chest growing and swelling her breasts popping up and filling with their youthful muscle. Making her feel like she was in her 30's again, no 20's! They were swelling so big that her top's buttons ripped open.

Finally the aches and pains had stopped and Amanda, no Mandy, as she used to call herself, felt up her new body.  What do you know? It worked! She could keep doing her adventures. She could be the young adventurer and uncover so much more. She filled her canteen. It was time for a resurgence!