Laney nodded, looking up at Alfie. She was already blushing, though she wasn't exactly sure why. She figured it had to do with the fact that her power was so cheesy and kind of absolutely useless and not at all because Alfie was looking at her like she was suddenly the most interesting thing on the planet. "You're the only one I've told. Not even my sister knows." She didn't really trust anyone enough to tell them.
"I can like, age myself or whatever. Like I can make myself older or younger. I haven't done it in a while, but I can get to be like...I don't know, what looks like my sister's age."
She closed her eyes and bit her tongue. It took all the concentration that she could muster, and she wasn't a very focused girl to begin with. After what seemed like the longest minute of her life, she felt herself begin to grow. It wasn't by much. It was kind of a shock to her to find out that she wasn't going to be the tallest girl when she got older. Her height eventually stopped around five and seven inches. Her shirt tightened a bit as her breasts grew and she'd forgotten how much pain she'd been in the last time she'd decided not to take her bra off or wear a looser shirt.
After several minutes (as the process was slow), her hair had most of the streaks out and her face had lost the majority of it's baby fat.
"Weird, huh?" She asked, when she was finally done. She'd managed to make it to eighteen or so, not wanting to try further.