Post by kingfaraday on Aug 25, 2017 11:02:16 GMT -6
While Walking Through The Park
by: Timewarper
Angela Saunders and fellow model Jess Caruthers were making the most of their break from practicing for their fashion show in the park.
Jess wore a tight blue, micro mini, vinyl skirt and a plunging, purple, leopard print top that showed off her ample breasts. Long, curly dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders to the mid back. Spiked black heels topped off the look.
Angela had on tight hot pink jeans, an emerald silk boustiere, and black high heeled boots. Her kinky curly, shoulder length, flame red hair and firehouse red nails complemented each other nicely.
Both ladies were walking down the park path, happy to for the chance to get away for a little while.
As they got out of sight of the group, they passed an elderly couple walking along through the park holding hands.
"Isn't that soooo sweet,"Angela whispered.
"Oh yeah, it's nice to see people their age still amorous and romantic with each other. Do you...?"
"Yes Jess, do I what?"
"You ever wonder what it would be like to be their age? I mean wouldn't it be fun if we could take a look ahead and see what we'll be like as..."
"....a couple of old ladies?"
"Well, yeah. But, I'm sure we'd be as cute as a button, and have an old man or two hobbling around after us?"
"Ya know, I'm sure you're absolutely right. We're knockouts now, and we'll still be going after the guys as the years go by. Just a bit more slowly, eh Jess
dearie?" Angela chuckled.
"Eh whaddya say?" Jess kidded back.
The two laughed together, and as they rounded a corner a small group of young men and women jogged past.
Suddenly, Jess spotted a strange glowing cave off to their right behind some bushes.
Grabbing her friend, the two proceeded to brush the shrubbery out of the way and enter the cave.
As they went on in, they noticed a bunch of glowing booths, which read on their bottoms,"Cosmic Ager".
After reading over a nearby control panel, Jess quietly stated,"Well, if this will do what I think it might, we can go ahead and indulge our curiosity."
"Are you sure about this?" Angela asked concerned,"they mentoned needing to have us back there in about an hour."
"We've got plenty of time, in a manner of speaking. C'mon, what have we got to lose."
"Our youth and modeling careers?"
"Hey, we'll get jobs as older models if we have to. I'll be old along with you, and we'll only do it for awhile and then change back."
"Oh, I guess so. What the hell, we might as well indulge our curiosity. Besides, I've always wondered about what sex as a granny might be like."
"You wild thing you," Jess smiled, " now I'll push the buttons, we'll climb into our chambers, and take a trip over the hill so to speak. No tellin what's on the other side."
A moment later the two had gotten into their chambers and closed the doors,as things began humming, buzzing, and whirring.
The two women in their mid twenties lost sight of each other, as their chambers went dark and then light again.
When they could see each other again, both women noticed the other had a counter, and the numbers were going passed 30, to 31, 32, 33, 34, 35 on Jess'
chamber. She had gotten chubby, hips and bottom had expanded, and a second chin showed.
Meanwhile, 37 year old Angela had a few fine lines, and her cheekbones and face overall looked more angular.
"Ya know, even though you've put on a pound or two and continue to plump, you're lookin good Jess."
"Thanks hon, and middle age suits you too," the 38 year old responded cheerily," and look at that, you just hit forty!"
"Hey, so did you. Guess that officially puts us over the hill, huh?"
"I suppose so," Angela responded, as the lights flashed again.
This time when they could see each other clearly again, the number were racing past 47, to 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53.
Jess had put on about 80 pounds,her butt and hips widened while her stomach had expanded. Her shoulders extended directly into her head, and grey hairs graced her topknot and her temples. Although she weighed more, somehow her clothing had adjusted to fit her larger form. She had cottage cheese thighs, and reaching down to adjust her pants she noticed gold lame tennis shoes, and cankles.
"Looks like I plump when ya cook me," laughed Jess," though I'm feelin warm, cold, and very uncomfortable!"
Passing 54, Angela remarked,"Oh, you wear it well though sweetie. And, I know what you mean about feelin uncomfortable. Guess we must be goin through the change."
Indeed, Angela had sandy grey and red hair on top, and ever deepening wrinkles. Her neck had begun to wobble, and she had silver and blue cat's eye glasses perched on the end of her nose that hung on a beaded chain around her neck. Her breasts had softened and sagged some, as she fanned herself while another hot flash hit. Her hands looked more weathered too.
Fifty six year old Jess commented,"We're goin through lots a changes, could ya be more specific?"
"Menopause dear,menopause," replied Angela, passing 57, as the lights in their chambers flashed again.
This time as the lights flashed back on, the timer raced past 64 to 65, 66, 68, 69. 70, and 71.
Jess gazed at her friend, watching avidly as Angela's curls went completely grey and began going white. Her eyelids sagged, a second set of bags had taken up residence under her eyes, and an age spot or two showed on face and hands.
She still wore the same glasses, but now they were bifocals she carefully adjusted on the end of her nose to check out her friend.
"My, but we sure aren't spring chickens anymore. Heck, I even sound old," she added in a raspy voice as she passed 73.
"That's so true dearie," replied a 74 year old Jess, her hair now a red/grey mix, with more white creeping in by the second. She leaned forward slightly, her breasts sagging and leathery resting on a bit of a paunchy tummy. Her face had become weathered and ancient, the years clearly leaving their mark on her."Still though, we gots one a nuther eh?"
"That we do girlie, that we do!"
"Heh, heh, guess they's jes nuttin... like...uh... old friends, huh there girlie? By the way,nice moustache," the 75 year old added.
"Thanks, I think, and that all depends," cackled Angela.
"Heh, heh, heh," cackled Jess back, "you said Depends."
"An yeer probly wearin em by now."
"Hey, I is wearin em. How'd ya know?"
"Cuz I am too hon-ney, me too. By the way, how old ya go an set this here thing fer?"
"Hafta jest wait an see there ya nosey old biddey," chuckled 77 year old Jess as the lights went down again on the two aging models.
When the lights came up again, the timers raced past 83, to 84, 85 86, 87 and came to a stop at 88.
Both women leaned on canes, and managed to gradually hobble out of their chambers as the doors burst open.
"Hey, might be a lookin fer us by now, doncha think Jess?"
"Eh, who be lookin fer us old gals?"
"Weel, mebbe they might need some wise advice from a couple a models with...with... lots a..."
"Years a sperience?"
"Yeah, dats right, some sperience. We's full a it alright, might need to some more these adult didies on the way home," the mostly white haired Angela remarked. Hints of grey still hung around the edges. One hand braced her back as she griped her cane tightly with
her other gnarled hand.
Jess' hair had gone almost totally white as well, and her skin had become a mass of bags, sags, and wrinkles.
Adjusting her large square glasses on a beaded chain, she proceeded to take her teeth out of her mouth and check them out.
"Gosht denshers in my moush too?" she mumbled.
"Well dearie, I'd put em back in ifn I was you."
"We goin to some place wit a senior special?"
"Eyeah, mebbe later,"Angela replied as they shuffled out of the cave, oblivious to all else but a couple of old men up ahead of them.
About that time, Jess noticed them as well, and the two were shuffling as fast as they could go.
"I gots da one on the right girlie," Jess cackled.
"Dat's fine by me dearie," Angela answered,"they look bout our age, far as I can tell. And theys not too far head of us, so hurry ya old broad, hurry now."
"Oh, jest hold them horses. Ain't got quite gittyup I once did. Sides, they ain't goin hole lot faster an us. We'll catch em.... in...
"....in our own good time,"Jess croaked," but jes holds up a sec there. I's gottsa adjust these here support hose." The two women disappeared from view shuffling around a turn in the path.
Awhile later their was a fashion show, only revamped a bit. It became a baby boomer of the future show, and went over big.Which was great, since all the models were at least 65 or older.
A way back up the path, by the cave, a couple of outof this world humaniod visitors smiled to themselves.
"That always seems to catch them, those two old enchanted people walking down the path. They can't help themselves, and the next thing we know, our space ship is powered again and we can take off.
"Yeah, we just tap into their issues with time and aging, relieve them of a bit of youth for awhile, and then in the process fill our fuel cells."
"I know we have other fuel sources, but they are so fun to play with.If they only knew they could regenerate their bodies at any time."
"They'll discover that eventually. In the meantime, their a great fuel source, and a hilarious show."
"That they are dearie, that they are," they chuckled together, as they headed into their space ship and prepared to head off into parts unknown.
by: Timewarper
Angela Saunders and fellow model Jess Caruthers were making the most of their break from practicing for their fashion show in the park.
Jess wore a tight blue, micro mini, vinyl skirt and a plunging, purple, leopard print top that showed off her ample breasts. Long, curly dark brown hair cascaded over her shoulders to the mid back. Spiked black heels topped off the look.
Angela had on tight hot pink jeans, an emerald silk boustiere, and black high heeled boots. Her kinky curly, shoulder length, flame red hair and firehouse red nails complemented each other nicely.
Both ladies were walking down the park path, happy to for the chance to get away for a little while.
As they got out of sight of the group, they passed an elderly couple walking along through the park holding hands.
"Isn't that soooo sweet,"Angela whispered.
"Oh yeah, it's nice to see people their age still amorous and romantic with each other. Do you...?"
"Yes Jess, do I what?"
"You ever wonder what it would be like to be their age? I mean wouldn't it be fun if we could take a look ahead and see what we'll be like as..."
"....a couple of old ladies?"
"Well, yeah. But, I'm sure we'd be as cute as a button, and have an old man or two hobbling around after us?"
"Ya know, I'm sure you're absolutely right. We're knockouts now, and we'll still be going after the guys as the years go by. Just a bit more slowly, eh Jess
dearie?" Angela chuckled.
"Eh whaddya say?" Jess kidded back.
The two laughed together, and as they rounded a corner a small group of young men and women jogged past.
Suddenly, Jess spotted a strange glowing cave off to their right behind some bushes.
Grabbing her friend, the two proceeded to brush the shrubbery out of the way and enter the cave.
As they went on in, they noticed a bunch of glowing booths, which read on their bottoms,"Cosmic Ager".
After reading over a nearby control panel, Jess quietly stated,"Well, if this will do what I think it might, we can go ahead and indulge our curiosity."
"Are you sure about this?" Angela asked concerned,"they mentoned needing to have us back there in about an hour."
"We've got plenty of time, in a manner of speaking. C'mon, what have we got to lose."
"Our youth and modeling careers?"
"Hey, we'll get jobs as older models if we have to. I'll be old along with you, and we'll only do it for awhile and then change back."
"Oh, I guess so. What the hell, we might as well indulge our curiosity. Besides, I've always wondered about what sex as a granny might be like."
"You wild thing you," Jess smiled, " now I'll push the buttons, we'll climb into our chambers, and take a trip over the hill so to speak. No tellin what's on the other side."
A moment later the two had gotten into their chambers and closed the doors,as things began humming, buzzing, and whirring.
The two women in their mid twenties lost sight of each other, as their chambers went dark and then light again.
When they could see each other again, both women noticed the other had a counter, and the numbers were going passed 30, to 31, 32, 33, 34, 35 on Jess'
chamber. She had gotten chubby, hips and bottom had expanded, and a second chin showed.
Meanwhile, 37 year old Angela had a few fine lines, and her cheekbones and face overall looked more angular.
"Ya know, even though you've put on a pound or two and continue to plump, you're lookin good Jess."
"Thanks hon, and middle age suits you too," the 38 year old responded cheerily," and look at that, you just hit forty!"
"Hey, so did you. Guess that officially puts us over the hill, huh?"
"I suppose so," Angela responded, as the lights flashed again.
This time when they could see each other clearly again, the number were racing past 47, to 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53.
Jess had put on about 80 pounds,her butt and hips widened while her stomach had expanded. Her shoulders extended directly into her head, and grey hairs graced her topknot and her temples. Although she weighed more, somehow her clothing had adjusted to fit her larger form. She had cottage cheese thighs, and reaching down to adjust her pants she noticed gold lame tennis shoes, and cankles.
"Looks like I plump when ya cook me," laughed Jess," though I'm feelin warm, cold, and very uncomfortable!"
Passing 54, Angela remarked,"Oh, you wear it well though sweetie. And, I know what you mean about feelin uncomfortable. Guess we must be goin through the change."
Indeed, Angela had sandy grey and red hair on top, and ever deepening wrinkles. Her neck had begun to wobble, and she had silver and blue cat's eye glasses perched on the end of her nose that hung on a beaded chain around her neck. Her breasts had softened and sagged some, as she fanned herself while another hot flash hit. Her hands looked more weathered too.
Fifty six year old Jess commented,"We're goin through lots a changes, could ya be more specific?"
"Menopause dear,menopause," replied Angela, passing 57, as the lights in their chambers flashed again.
This time as the lights flashed back on, the timer raced past 64 to 65, 66, 68, 69. 70, and 71.
Jess gazed at her friend, watching avidly as Angela's curls went completely grey and began going white. Her eyelids sagged, a second set of bags had taken up residence under her eyes, and an age spot or two showed on face and hands.
She still wore the same glasses, but now they were bifocals she carefully adjusted on the end of her nose to check out her friend.
"My, but we sure aren't spring chickens anymore. Heck, I even sound old," she added in a raspy voice as she passed 73.
"That's so true dearie," replied a 74 year old Jess, her hair now a red/grey mix, with more white creeping in by the second. She leaned forward slightly, her breasts sagging and leathery resting on a bit of a paunchy tummy. Her face had become weathered and ancient, the years clearly leaving their mark on her."Still though, we gots one a nuther eh?"
"That we do girlie, that we do!"
"Heh, heh, guess they's jes nuttin... like...uh... old friends, huh there girlie? By the way,nice moustache," the 75 year old added.
"Thanks, I think, and that all depends," cackled Angela.
"Heh, heh, heh," cackled Jess back, "you said Depends."
"An yeer probly wearin em by now."
"Hey, I is wearin em. How'd ya know?"
"Cuz I am too hon-ney, me too. By the way, how old ya go an set this here thing fer?"
"Hafta jest wait an see there ya nosey old biddey," chuckled 77 year old Jess as the lights went down again on the two aging models.
When the lights came up again, the timers raced past 83, to 84, 85 86, 87 and came to a stop at 88.
Both women leaned on canes, and managed to gradually hobble out of their chambers as the doors burst open.
"Hey, might be a lookin fer us by now, doncha think Jess?"
"Eh, who be lookin fer us old gals?"
"Weel, mebbe they might need some wise advice from a couple a models with...with... lots a..."
"Years a sperience?"
"Yeah, dats right, some sperience. We's full a it alright, might need to some more these adult didies on the way home," the mostly white haired Angela remarked. Hints of grey still hung around the edges. One hand braced her back as she griped her cane tightly with
her other gnarled hand.
Jess' hair had gone almost totally white as well, and her skin had become a mass of bags, sags, and wrinkles.
Adjusting her large square glasses on a beaded chain, she proceeded to take her teeth out of her mouth and check them out.
"Gosht denshers in my moush too?" she mumbled.
"Well dearie, I'd put em back in ifn I was you."
"We goin to some place wit a senior special?"
"Eyeah, mebbe later,"Angela replied as they shuffled out of the cave, oblivious to all else but a couple of old men up ahead of them.
About that time, Jess noticed them as well, and the two were shuffling as fast as they could go.
"I gots da one on the right girlie," Jess cackled.
"Dat's fine by me dearie," Angela answered,"they look bout our age, far as I can tell. And theys not too far head of us, so hurry ya old broad, hurry now."
"Oh, jest hold them horses. Ain't got quite gittyup I once did. Sides, they ain't goin hole lot faster an us. We'll catch em.... in...
"....in our own good time,"Jess croaked," but jes holds up a sec there. I's gottsa adjust these here support hose." The two women disappeared from view shuffling around a turn in the path.
Awhile later their was a fashion show, only revamped a bit. It became a baby boomer of the future show, and went over big.Which was great, since all the models were at least 65 or older.
A way back up the path, by the cave, a couple of outof this world humaniod visitors smiled to themselves.
"That always seems to catch them, those two old enchanted people walking down the path. They can't help themselves, and the next thing we know, our space ship is powered again and we can take off.
"Yeah, we just tap into their issues with time and aging, relieve them of a bit of youth for awhile, and then in the process fill our fuel cells."
"I know we have other fuel sources, but they are so fun to play with.If they only knew they could regenerate their bodies at any time."
"They'll discover that eventually. In the meantime, their a great fuel source, and a hilarious show."
"That they are dearie, that they are," they chuckled together, as they headed into their space ship and prepared to head off into parts unknown.