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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2019 19:02:42 GMT -6
"Wow!" Molly cups her breasts in sheer delight. "This is amazing! I got grandma tits!" Molly claps, her boobs falling downward like a bungy. The sensation was simply incredible!"Thank you so much!" Molly grins happily. "Now, about my body. I kinda want a pot belly. I wouldn't mind being big and round." Molly bites her lip. "But I also wouldn't mind being thin and delicate like brittle. Whichever you preffer is fine with me, Rita!"Meanwhile, two patrons were thinking about doing karaoke, after they enjoy a few appetizers!Name: Moldy Pitts the Yellow Cap Age: 4,000Type of Being: Spirit Sage. Formerly a Goblin Wizard.Fun Facts:- From a Fantasy World of Dragons, Elves, and Wizards-Follower of a Goblin Religion which states the universe is merely a thought-Died saving a village of Beastmen from slave traders-loves cheese!"Hey, Nuri, If I get an order of mozzarella cheese sticks, will you share with me?"
Name: "Nuri" En Sabah Nur Age: over 5,000 years old Type of Being: Mutant Fun Facts: - From a morality flipped Marvel Universe -Basically Charles Xavier - Married to Lady Loki, Queen of Asgard -Girlfriend of Mephisto
"Sure." Nuri nods. "Geeze, those two demons over there are so noisy!"
Moldy looks over at the ginger and the giant barbarian.
"I don't think they're demons. At least, not any I've come across."
"Well, whatever they are, they need to keep it down before we do karaoke."
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Post by amoscrow on Feb 1, 2019 19:21:02 GMT -6
-Amos placed a hand up to Augustus, before the large man could speak, and said simply to the woman he had over heard- Ma'am, I am no demon, no more than I would assume to think to assume you a kobold. So please, be a bit...wiser in your observations. As for Being too loud, I can tone it down. The one being loud here is Augustus. Men of his era never learned proper manners anyhow. -Amos chuckled in a playful and mischievous, as he then got up and dusted himself off a bit- Now I believe I did set the ground rules of this challenge. -he said, now looking back at Augustus-
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Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2019 20:13:07 GMT -6
"What's a kobold?" Nuri glares at the strange, grinning man.
"Well, where I'm from, they're dog people. But they could also be lizard people, I think." Moldy laughs. "Sorry about my friend, she gets a little hangry."
"Because it's taken you ten minutes to order! We're at Magic's, you could literally have anything you want!"
"That's what makes it hard, though! Do I want mozzarella cheese sticks, or do I want potato skins? Oh, or maybe I want jalapeño poppers?! I only have so much cash on me, but with infinite options!"
Nuri sighs.
"I'm really not in mood for your indecisiveness."
Moldy lowers her head.
"I'm not either, I'm sorry."
Nuri takes a good look at her friend and frowns.
"No, I'm sorry. You know how impatient I get when it comes to food! Anyways, what's really bothering you?"
Moldy groans.
"Welp... the Princess of Janice, the kingdom that centered the slave trade network throughout the nine continents, well, her soul's finally being processed."
Nuri was aware the Queen, princess at the time, was a tyrant responsible for the enslavement of hundreds of thousands of elves, Beastmen, and the deaths of many innocent Goblins, Trolls, and Forest Orcs.
"Apparently, I get to decide her next life."
"Really? Wow, that's a big deal!"
When you plan out a soul's next life. You plan out everything. How they'll look, how they'll act, the paths they'll cross, even when they die. It's a huge honor, and for Moldy Pitts, it's justice.
"So, what will you do?"
Moldy Shrugs.
"I'm a Thoughtist, I dedicated my life believing compassion and understanding is our greatest power... but I also believe in what your people call karma... I feel conflicted. She's the reason so many people suffered on my world, she's the reason I died, but... my people believe we must forgive even our worst of enemies."
"Here's the thing, you don't have to be vengeful. You could make her a better person this time around."
Moldy shakes her head.
"I know... but a part of me just... I'm having an ethical crisis, Nuri. I'm not sure I can practice what I've preached."
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Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 3, 2019 9:29:37 GMT -6
"Wow!" Molly cups her breasts in sheer delight. "This is amazing! I got grandma tits!" Molly claps, her boobs falling downward like a bungy. The sensation was simply incredible!"Thank you so much!" Molly grins happily. "Now, about my body. I kinda want a pot belly. I wouldn't mind being big and round." Molly bites her lip. "But I also wouldn't mind being thin and delicate like brittle. Whichever you preffer is fine with me, Rita!" Rita Admired her work as the pretty young girl kept hefting and flopping down her sagging udders. She puts one hand on her chin in contemplation while uses her middle arms to form a small frame by raising her index fingers into L shapes and framing it around Molly. She snaps her left bottom hand. "Ah I think thin and frail with a wrinkly pot belly will be perfect!" She says as she moves closer and pulls up her shirt and places a cold hand on Molly's flat toned stomach. Rita's hand begins to vibrate and as it does the belly begins to expand and soften. The skin loosened and bunched and the belly itself began to jiggle as if filled with jelly. When she pulled away the otherwise young girl had a soft poofy gut pooching out with her now saggy breasts sloping to either side of it.
Rita nodded approvingly. She then began to dance around the girl, using her arms to pull and spin Molly as she did so. Molly's body was spun around as Rita danced faster and faster and by the time Rita stopped Molly found herself with the body of a frail 90 year old woman from the neck down. Her arms and legs were spindly and brittle, her back stooped, her hands and feet veiny and liverspotted. The shrunken shriveled frame looked funny holding up the fresh-faced head of a young girl.
"We could always leave you like this - it'd be a shame for that pretty face to take on the ravages of time..." Rita suggested. Patty nodded indicating that she thought Rita made a good point but also thought Molly looked very funny with her young head on her now old body. The Spinster seemed indifferent.At the bar Augustus scowled at Amos. "All right then. Magic dueling banjos or whatever backwater term you have for it then. What do you get if you win? Name yer terms and i'll name mine." He says as he conjours another big flask.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2019 13:13:22 GMT -6
Molly shook her head.
"Thanks, but I wanna look 80! I want age spots and wrinkles, and I also wouldn't mind a big mole on me cheek!"
Molly couldn't help but touch her octogenarian pussy with her bony fingers.
Oh, it made her crazy with excitement!
"And please, don't forget the dentures." Molly smiles for the last time with her real teeth.
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Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 3, 2019 15:44:40 GMT -6
Patty went wide-eyed at the sight of Molly shoving a trembling bony hand down her skirt and diddling herself. "Woah! You can't do that just out in the open girly! This is a classy establishment." She said. The young redhead guided Molly and the multi-armed women over to a private booth in the corner of the bar and hung up a fabric partition to give them some privacy. "There, now you can drop trow and enjoy your grey old puss as much as you'd like!" She said with a look of judgement at the formerly young girl.
Rita smirked, being beyond judgement at a mortals sexual fantasies. "All right then. The last bit. Mother, would you work the girls long beautiful brown hair and i'll do the face." She says as the Spinster grabs Mollys hair with four arms and begins to stroke it, as she does it's as if time speeds up for her hair and it turns grey and then white, thinning and turning whispy.
Rita meanwhile uses all of her hands to give the young girl a facial massage and also simulate applying make up. Molly's nose grows and becomes a bit bumpy, her eyes sink into her skull and her eyelids droop. Wrinkles multiply rapidly on her face and her jaw line sags into very droopy jowls. Her plump lips thin and her teeth fall out. slight grey hairs appear on her top lip and one on her wrinkled chin. A mole grows on her cheek and a thick hair comes out of it. Soon she has the collapsed old face of a woman who has lived a very long life and her head completely matches her body. Her loose neck skin dangles and trembled under her chin which Rita gently tugs down as a final touch.
"There. A work of art. Molly you're an 80 year old widow now. Only you will remember your true age - though my mother has allowed you to keep two images of you. If you show both pictures to anyone they will remember you as you once were. Use them wisely." Rita explains.
In Molly's hands is a phone with two images on it - one of her in a pretty dress at her 18 birthday party and the other of her completely naked laying in a bed looking lustily at the picture taker.
"Enjoy your new life Molly the Mortal. You will live out your natural life span in this form!" The Spinster declares as the two magical women leave abruptly.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 3, 2019 16:32:27 GMT -6
Molly literally spent the next ten minutes fingering herself and getting a good feel on every wrinkly, saggy inch of her body!
She especially loved her scent. It smelled like ointment and cheap, old lady perfume! Mixed in with a little sweat and it was an intoxicating aroma!
Hands to her chin, Molly looks upwards.
"After today..." She musters in a warbled voice. "I don't really know what or who God is. But thank you, who ever you are, I am so happy right now!"
And so she was off, shuffling her feet as best she could, with plans to find a senior rec center tomorrow! She couldn't wait to play bingo for the next sixty years!
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Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 3, 2019 23:37:53 GMT -6
Patty shook her head as Molly shuffled out of the bar. She could only imagine how well things were going to go over at the bingo hall with all the other seniors when Molly began pleasuring herself to the thought of how old she now was. Eh to each their own.
Patty went back to her booth and began to flip through case files looking for a new one to complete. She wanted to try something from the Revenge folder since she hadn't done one of those yet. She pulled the top file out:
"Yasmine “Yaz” Malik" read the name of the client. She was evidently an intern at the law firm Cooper & Ford and wanted to age her competition out of the running for her dream job. Patty scanned the rest of the document considering it all and then shrugged.
"Let's see what this Yaz's deal is." She said to herself as she snapped her fingers and brought Yaz into the bar in front of her.
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Post by spyguy on Feb 3, 2019 23:47:33 GMT -6
An empty barstool began to squeak, spinning on its own, faster and faster until--WOOSH-- a honey haired young woman in a blazer and skirt came to a spinning stop. She glanced around, more than a little spooked. In one manicured hand she clutched a flashlight and in the other, a large, dusty tome covered in latin script.
"What the...it actually worked?!" She turns, spotting Patty. "So...are you, like, Satan?"
YASMINE "YAZ" MALIK
AGE: 27 PROFESSION: Law Student/ Summer Intern FUN FACTS:
- Middle child - hyper competitive - Wants to be her law firm’s youngest partner - secretly decompresses with karaoke
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Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 3, 2019 23:57:30 GMT -6
An empty barstool began to squeak, spinning on its own, faster and faster until--WOOSH-- a honey haired young woman in a blazer and skirt came to a spinning stop. She glanced around, more than a little spooked. In one manicured hand she clutched a flashlight and in the other, a large, dusty tome covered in latin script.
"What the...it actually worked?!" She turns, spotting Patty. "So...are you, like, Satan?"
Patty smirks at her. "Nah, honey. I'm from Boston. It's where hell freezes over. But if you want to meet the devil... you came to the right place. You're in a bar outside of time. You put in a request for a job and i'm the lucky Irish girl that gets to match you up with professional to fulfill said job. So now then, let's talk a little about your specific request. You're a lawyer?"
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Post by spyguy on Feb 4, 2019 0:10:27 GMT -6
Patty smirks at her. "Nah, honey. I'm from Boston. It's where hell freezes over. But if you want to meet the devil... you came to the right place. You're in a bar outside of time. You put in a request for a job and i'm the lucky Irish girl that gets to match you up with professional to fulfill said job. So now then, let's talk a little about your specific request. You're a lawyer?" "Ah. That explains the bar. So it's like an evil Cheers?" Yaz glances around at the shapes lurking in the shadows. She was quite certain not all of them were human. She grips the flashlight a little more tightly as she turns back to Patty. "I'm not technically a lawyer yet. I'm interning right now for a big-time firm. That's why I'm here. I want Cooper & Ford's permanent placement position, but there's only one slot. That way I can have the perfect job waiting for me once I ace the bar exam next month, which I absolutely will..."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2019 0:12:47 GMT -6
"Well, this is just great." Nuri sighs.
"Right?" Moldy Pitts drools at her appetizer.
Attachment Deleted"I was talking about the revenge case." Nuri shakes her head. "What if they summon my boyfriend?"Moldy shrugs."He'll probably stay afterwards and do karaoke?""Exactly! And this is suppose to be a girl's night out! I don't need him showing off his pipes, again, practically sitting in my lap!""Practically?" Moldy laughs. "And while we're on the subject, why isn't cling one with us?"
"The exact same reason." Nuri laughs. "I love those two more than anything, but they're so possessive."
"They're really good at sharing, though."
"Yeah..." Nuri crosses her fingers, knocking on the wooden table. "Please, don't be Mephisto! Please, don't be Mephisto! Please, please, please, don't be Mephisto!"
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Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 4, 2019 0:21:33 GMT -6
"Ah. That explains the bar. So it's like an evil Cheers?" Yaz glances around at the shapes lurking in the shadows. She was quite certain not all of them were human. She grips the flashlight a little more tightly as she turns back to Patty. "I'm not technically a lawyer yet. I'm interning right now for a big-time firm. That's why I'm here. I want Cooper & Ford's permanent placement position, but there's only one slot. That way I can have the perfect job waiting for me once I ace the bar exam next month, which I absolutely will..." Patty shrugged. "Nah it's not really evil per se... how would my idiot nephew that's into all that dragons and goblins crap? This place is more chaotic neutral. You kind of get what you give here. So that being said, you want to be a lawyer... got it."
Patty says taking notes.
"And so you want to knock out the competition, by making them too old to be a viable candidate Eh? Okay that sounds doable. Now this... Monique. Your target, anything special to know about her? Under any deities or universal forces protection? Any children? Is she a public figure?" Patty asks tapping her pen on the table.
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Post by spyguy on Feb 4, 2019 0:32:34 GMT -6
Patty shrugged. "Nah it's not really evil per se... how would my idiot nephew that's into all that dragons and goblins crap? This place is more chaotic neutral. You kind of get what you give here. So that being said, you want to be a lawyer... got it."
Patty says taking notes.
"And so you want to knock out the competition, by making them too old to be a viable candidate Eh? Okay that sounds doable. Now this... Monique. Your target, anything special to know about her? Under any deities or universal forces protection? Any children? Is she a public figure?" Patty asks tapping her pen on the table. Yaz nods eagerly. "The older the better. I know everyone's all 'level playing field' and 'ageism has no place in our workplace' but that's all bullshit. No one's going to hire on a lawyer who can't remember her legal briefs or whose teeth fall out during a deposition." Yaz smiles with chilling glee. "I want her to retire before she can even get hired!"
"Now, as to your second question, she is anything but special. A fairly average legal mind. It's just people seem to like her around more than me. She's a..." Yaz rolls her eyes with disdain, "people person. No kids. Not a public figure, not that it stops her from using company time to go on Twitter. I can't 100 % confirm any deities because, well, I didn't believe in any until about thirty seconds ago?"
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Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 4, 2019 0:43:37 GMT -6
"Okay okay.... And do you want her to be aware of what is happening to her? If yes, would you also like her to know that you are the one that made her old? And... i've added this question based on past experience... if you are planning on masturbating to the aging please inform me ahead of time so that I can procure a private room for you. Will ya dear?" Patty asks with a pained smile on her face pulling out the picture of the victim 'Monique' from the file.
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