Post by chronoeclipse on Feb 17, 2019 19:28:10 GMT -6
Here's a new story I wrote. The idea came from MeanMark and he gave his blessing to share it with the group. It's Old Age AP and it's purposefully a quick transformation - so if you are someone who only enjoys gradual transformations or AP that doesn't go past 60 this story isn't for you.
For everyone else though I would love to hear your thoughts on it! Also if you'd like there to be a sequel or continuation of this story and what kind of scenes or things you'd like to see happen in it! Post your thoughts and feedback below!
SENIOR WEEK
By Chrono Eclipse
Britney stands on the pathway leading up to her dormitory, holding her bookbag over her slender shoulder. She just finished her last class before a weeklong fall break but still the pretty, bookish, brunette looks tense. She closes her big green eyes and takes a deep breath before marching quickly to the dorm doors. A group of guys sitting on the front steps begin to whistle at her. She rolls her eyes.
“Yeah! One of the girls! Now it’s time to party!” A chubby brown haired kid yells.
“God you’re such a little hottie!” A muscular blonde guy with his shirt off screams in her face as she walks to the door.
“Wanna watch Netflix and chill?” A third tall pizza faced kid asks causing the others to laugh and slap him on the chest.
“Thanks fellas… not interested…” Britney says with a forced smile as she quickly opens the door.
Once inside she sighs again and shakes her head as the hallway is filled with bros that are hooting, hollering, wrestling and generally being idiot guys. A dude in a towel hops up to her, his crotch thrusting forward as he grinds against her laughing. She pushes him away. A couple other guys slap her tight fitting jean-clad ass. She turns around and slaps the second one.
“What??” He calls after her with a cocky grin on his face.
“I wanna be your boyfriend!!!” Another geeky guy yells from across the hall as she makes it to her dorm room and quickly rushes inside and slams the door.
“No thank you!” She says out loud in frustration as she presses her back against the door and slides down toward the ground a little.
Her roommate giggles. “Welcome to the Jungle amiright?”
Britney opens her eyes to see her roommate Kelsey sitting Indian style on her bed. Kelsey was a bit of a punk chick. Her hair was naturally blonde but she had dyed it magenta for a while but was slowly growing it back, leaving a bit of a pink and blonde ombre. She wore a lot of band shirts she had ripped and fashioned into tank tops and black leather skirts and fishnet stockings. She also loved putting on black lipstick and heavy eye liner in a rim around her eyes. She had all of the piercings and tattoos to befit an aspiring female rock star. Britney was the yin to Kelsey’s yang – a good girl, who dressed very preppy. Your more classic ‘girl next door type.’ Where Kelsey’s wall was decorated with metal posters and avant garde art designs, Britney’s was adorned with motivational saying and pictures of horses. Still they got along great. They were best friends since they met at orientation over the summer, and occasionally, depending on how much one or both of them hand drank, a little more.
“Well this might have been a record, I made it from class to the room with just two ass grabs and one dry hump… and like a million cat calls.” Britney said with a smirk taking off her jean jacket and tossing her bag under her bed.
“Boys will be boys…” Kelsey laments with a roll of her eyes.
“Or so says the housing office. God, what did we do to get stuck in a dorm that’s like 90% dudes.” Britney asks as she flops onto her bed.
“I don’t know but i’d like sell my SOUL to live in a dorm where I can walk to the bathroom without a bra on in peace!” Kelsey pleads. She then contorts her face to look more neanderthalish and does her impression of the idiot guys in their hallway. “Duhhhhhh show us yer tits! C’mon! We can practically see them anyway! Just like take off your top! Duhhhhh!” She mocks in a low, unintelligent guy voice.
Britney giggles at the impression. She observes the sheer white tank top that her roommate is currently wearing, being able to observe the location of her nipples through the fabric. The top was skimpy enough that the length of her gravity defying C-cup breasts pushed the shirt up and out leaving her midriff exposed. A glittery belly button stud glittered in the center of her flat stomach.
“Well to be entirely fair… you can basically see your boobs through that shirt.” Britney said with a smirk.
Kelsey grinned. “No you can see the OUTLINE of my boobs through the shirt.” She says and then grabs the hem of the shirt and pulls it up to her neck flashing her round perky breasts at Britney. “NOW you can see my boobs.” She said with a laugh.
Britney laughed but also blushed. “Did you mistake me for the lead singer of one of your favorite bands?” She teased.
“Ha, don’t be shy. It’s not like it’s anything you haven’t seen before. Show me yours!” Kelsey encouraged putting her shirt back down.
Britney smiled but looked like a deer in headlights. “Noooo! Absolutely not!”
“What? You’re afraid of corrupting my sweet young mind?” Kelsey joked and stuck out her tongue to show she’s a wild-child.
“Yes, next thing you know we’ll be dirty dancing.” Britney said with a giggle.
Kelsey laughs but then give a ‘come on!’ look to Britney. “Really? You’re going to just let me be the only flasher in this room?”
Britney hesitates and then sighs and smirks unbuttoning her blouse and reaching around to unclasp her bra pulling it out of her shirt and tossing it on her bed.
“Oooo pink and lacy!” Kelsey teases at the strawberry patterned bra.
“You’re going to blow your chance…” Britney warned.
“Okay! Okay!” Kelsey says and leans back on her bed waiting.
Britney takes a breath and then quickly opens part of her blouse to reveal her pink nippled B-cup breast. Then she quickly pulled her shirt back with a giggle.
“You took flash literally!” The blonde punk girl teased.
“You’re lucky you got to see any of this!” The brunette joked pointing all around her body.
Her mind drifted to the couple of times so far this semester that the two roommates had drunkenly made out. The first one was the night of the Welcome Mixer when they were cold and climbed into Britney’s bed drunkenly and just began to wrap their tongues around one another. Then there was the night last month they went to a frat party and Kelsey had kicked a frat guy in the balls and they ran home together. They ended up collapsing in the bushes outside the dorm and rolled around in the grass for a while drunkenly kissing until they got up the energy to drag themselves inside. The last time was last weekend when Kelsey came home drunk from a concert in the city. Britney sat on the bed stroking the girls pink and blonde hair and then they cuddled together and made out until they fell asleep. The only thing about that time was - Britney hadn’t been drinking. She never told Kelsey. She wasn’t actually sure if Kelsey identified as bi or not, she had a string of shitty boyfriends and Britney had never heard about Kelsey being with any other girls. But Britney had known she was bisexual for a couple years now and found Kelsey’s young punk, rebellious live-fast-die-hard persona incredibly hot. She just didn’t want to make things weird between them. Especially in their current living situation she didn’t want Kelsey thinking she was getting harassed from all sides. So just being BFFs and the occasional drunken hook-up was good enough for her. And if Kelsey wanted to flash her from time to time she wasn’t going to complain.
“Soooo are you going to this ‘Senior Week’ thing?” Kelsey asked breaking Britney’s train of thought.
Britney looked over to see her roommate was holding the formal invitation to “Senior Week for the girls of the Boys Dorm.” The invitation stated that a meeting would be held on this date in Alexis’ room. They knew Alexis, she was a junior and the oldest of the 6 girls living in that dormitory, she had also given Kelsey and Britney a lot of advice and tips about the campus and their current living situation in the past few months since the two girls were incoming freshmen. But the invitation didn’t provide much information beyond that. And when they had asked Alexis what the deal was with the meeting or why it was called Senior Week she simply said. “Just come and find out!”
“I’m not going if you don’t go.” Kelsey says flat out.
Britney shrugged. “I think we should go? I mean why not right? We like all the girls that are going and honestly my curiosity is going to kill me if I don’t find out what it is.”
Kelsey nodded examining the invitation some more. “Yeah it’s super weird isn’t it? I mean what do they mean by Senior week? None of us are seniors.”
Britney nods. “Yeah and like it just says the date of the meeting, are we going to be doing things all week? Guess we’ll find out!” She says cheerily and the two girls get ready.
When it was time for the meeting Britney and Kelsey stood awkwardly outside of Alexis’ dorm room. Alexis’ room was at the end of the upstairs hallway, which provided her a more spacious living space but a gauntlet of horny college guys to pass through to get there. If they weren’t frat guys woo-hooing and waving their t-shirts above their heads they were greasy socially awkward guys leering at the girls from the cracks in their door.
“Yeah Freshmen girls! Get ‘em while their skinny!” A random asshole yelled.
“Hey cuties! I will pay you a whole dollar is you make-out right now!” Another guy says.
Kelsey flips them off and Britney knocks on the door again. Alexis, a beautiful statuesque blonde girl pulls open the door with an annoyed look on her face, it softens when she sees that it’s the two girls knocking.
“Great! You came! Come in, come in!” She says excitedly ushering them into the room.
“Oh my god Alexis! You’re so fucking hot! I’m gonna nut!” A guy yells at her when she steps out of the room.
Alexis flips a dirty look at him with her piercing blue eyes.
“Fuck off Craig!” She yells and slams the door.
“Savages.” She says with a grin and a roll of her eyes once the door is closed to the other 5 girls in the room.
Britney looked curiously at the other girls in the very posh-looking dorm room. Besides Kelsey and Alexis there were three other girls with them -
Haley, a petite bleach blonde sophomore who was perpetually perky no matter what the situation. She was a criminal justice major who was the kind of girl who covered her wall with motivational saying and rallied the group to go do pilates regardless of how bad of a hangover they all had. At 5’2” and 100 lbs. From a distance she could pass for a much younger girl, she liked playing up the naive, ditsy blonde persona to her advantage, though Britney wondered if it was really an act.
“A guy called me a ‘spinner’ on my way down here? Does he mean like a fidget spinner? I’m super confused?” She said in her high pitched bubbly voice.
Alexis shakes her head. “No LB he means you’re tiny so he can… you know what never mind.”
Next to Haley stood Bella, the lit major, a thin, waifish redhead. Her bookish demeanor and delicate features made her what Alexis dubbed a ‘geek magnet’. Which she used to her advantage from time to time, getting the more socially awkward guys around campus to give her gifts and money by doing things like dressing up like Princess Zelda or posting a picture of herself posing in a bikini in front of a Tardis replica. This had proved to be lucrative for her but did come with the drawback of a small group of nerdy guys with an intense obsession with her. She managed it well though Britney thought considering how many dudes followed her around from class to class like puppy dogs.
The final girl in the room was a beautiful, perpetually tanned brunette named Tiffany who was a Junior like Alexis. She was a dance major and had the most gorgeous toned legs and ass that Britney has ever seen and she insisted on wearing booty-hugging yoga pants like basically everywhere. They were bubble gum pink and said JUICY across the sides of them. As if people weren’t already thinking that when Tiffany strutted by shaking her tight ass.
Alexis grinned from ear to ear at all the girls as if she was about to plan a heist. Alexis was a biology major, focusing on gerontology. She was also, gorgeous and assertive and charismatic in a way Britney hadn’t seen all together in one person before. She didn’t look like the type of person that would be studying how people age in a lab somewhere. In fact, in her current outfit of hip hugging jean cutoff shorts that showed off her impossibly long toned legs and a pink mid-riff baring tank top giving view to her perfectly flat trim stomach, she looked more like the movie starlet playing the part of the young biology genius than the student herself.
“Okay! Let’s get this party started.” The blonde woman says with a knowing look to the other women. Haley claps excitedly.
“First though, we need to give the newbies their names.” Alexis says tapping her well manicured finger on her smooth, perfectly symmetrical chin.
Britney looks over at Kelsey who seems equally confused.
“Uh we already have names. I’m Britney and this is Kelsey.” The young brunette explains gesturing to her roommate.
“Yeah… I’m not going to remember them. You need new better names. This is kind of like an un-official sorority girls, you’re basically like pledges.” Alexis explains and the other girls grin.
Kelsey and Britney look at each other, wondering what they’ve signed up for.
“It’s cool. She gave all of us names!” Haley perks up reassuringly. “I’m LB - for Legally Blonde, because I guess I resemble a young Reese Witherspoon?... I haven’t seen the movie but the poster has a cute dog!” Haley say in her chipper voice.
Alexis rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “It’s because you look like Reese Witherspoon AND you’re a criminal justice major! AND you’re blonde! It works on multiple levels.” She explains.
“That’s Belle.” Alexis says gesturing to Bella who gives a friendly wave to the two freshmen girls. “Because she loves books and looks like a god damn Disney Princess.” She adds.
“And well, my name is Bella so Belle/Bella - it makes sense!” The Redhead adds.
“Yes that too. And then this is Dash like KarDASHian.” Alexis says putting her hands on Tiffany’s shoulders.
Britney and Kelsey look confused.
“It’s because of my butt. It’s big like Kim’s.” Tiffany explains and the two younger girls give a nod of understanding.
Alexis examines the girls like someone scrutinizing a new painting. “Hmmmm I think your name is Winnie… Because you look like that girl from the show the Wonder Years.” She says to Britney.
“I’ve never seen that show.” Britney says googling the actress on the phone.
“Inconsequential. I dub thee now and forevermore - Winnie.” Alexis says putting her hand on Britney’s right shoulder and then her left like she is being knighted.
“Uh… oh. Okay.” Britney says guessing that there was no arguing the point.
Alexis ran her fingers over her smooth face in contemplation of Kelsey.
“Now you… What is your name?” She asked rhetorically.
Kelsey rolled her eyes. “Kel-”
“Shhhh! I almost have it.” Alexis says holding a finger to the punk girls lips to shush her. “Okay your make-up looks like one of those bunnies… bunny… bun… rabbit… bugs bunny…. Babs! Your name is Babs!” She says with a snap of her fingers.
“Okay cool, i’m Babs now are you going to tell us what we’re doing here?” The pink haired girl asked with a bit of attitude.
“Wait, what is your name?” Britney asked curiously.
Alexis smirked. “My name is Alexis, or Lex or Lexie if you’re nasty.” She said with a grin.
“What is that from?” Britney asked wondering if it was a pop culture reference or movie star she didn’t recognize.
Alexis shook her head looking at Britney like she was asking a silly question.
“It’s not from anything, it’s just my name.” She said patting Britney on her shoulder. “All right then, now that we all have names let’s get this Senior week started.” The tall blonde announced and the other girls excitedly took seats in a circle in the middle of the room.
Britney and Kelsey hesitantly took their seats as well.
Alexis folds her long creamy legs elegantly and looks around at each of the girls.
“So, now there are six of us. Our number are growing but it’s still six women and a hundred stupid horny straight guys. Does anyone have any stories to share?” Alexis asks the group.
“Uh yeah! I literally have to bring a one piece bathing suit to the shower to change into at the end of it because whenever I try to walk from the shower to my dorm dudes will just try to pull my towel off ‘as a joke’.” Tiffany explains.
“Oh god, that’s awful.” Britney says thinking that she would just die if she found herself naked in the middle of the dorm hallways.
“Wow, i’m not surprised though. There are literally drilled holes in the first floor showers. The guys are trying to pull some Porky’s bullshit. I told admin and they said they’d have maintenance patch it up. That was 3 weeks ago!” Alexis laments.
“Those assholes! I’m going to kick every last one of them in the balls.” Kelsey says balling her hands up in fists of rage.
Haley shakes her head. “It’s not worth it. The school has a zero tolerance policy on violence. But sexual harassment on the other hand…” She says rolling her eyes.
“Besides, it’s easier if you make the system work for you. Case in point how do you all like my new pedicure?” Bella asks tossing off her flip flops and extending her legs into the circle to present her cute, ruby red painted toes on pretty, nicely pampered feet.
The girls all ooo and aw. Britney is envious of the soft, uncalloused soles Bella is sporting, they look pristine like they’ve never touched the ground.
“Yeah so this guy Derrick like begged to give me a pedicure… so I let him! On the grounds that he didn’t do anything weird like try to suck on my toes or like lick my insole or anything… he wanted to. Believe me. But he was good, just painted my toes and gave me a foot massage and like complimented me a bunch. He is super nice but like waaaaaaaay too into my feet.” She says with a perky smile tossing her red hair to the side.
“Cool so we hit Derrick up when we want to get free spa treatment… good to know!” Kelsey said sarcastically.
“Haters gonna hate!” Bella said playfully wiggling her toes. “LB, how has it been with a boyfriend?” She asked the tiny blonde next to her.
Haley gave a cheshire cat smile and shrugged. “Eh, I still get hit on constantly but at least Craig yells at them when he sees them do it. I don’t know, i’m kind of over him. He’s cute and all but he’s like only ever interested in getting himself off. Like if I just posed naked like this -” She says as she freezes with her two hands making circles and her mouth puckered in an O shape. “I think he’d be happy. But at least he’s devoted. He’s sitting on my bed right now waiting for me to get back because I promised him a blow job if he drove me to the mall this afternoon.” She said with a proud smirk.
Alexis golf claps Haley. “Nicely done LB! Nicely done.”
Britney raises her hand. “Ummm I have a question.”
Alexi looks interested. “Sure Winnie, you can speak freely.”
Britney puts down her hand. “Me? Oh right, my names Winnie now, okay cool so... Why is this called Senior week if none of us are seniors and this isn’t the last week of the year.” The young brunette asked thoughtfully.
The other girls giggle and look knowingly at one another. Alexis jumps up excitedly.
She tosses open her closet dramatically and begins pulling out boxes of stuff.
“Dash can you give me a hand? This’ll go quicker if i’m not the only one.” Alexis said as she opened up the first box to reveal packages of adult diapers and canes.
“Uh…. what?” Kelsey asks seeing Tiffany drag a couple of walkers out of the closet.
“Just some supplies in preparation for our week girls. You’ll thanks me later.” Alexis said with her token mischievous grin as she opened a smaller box and pulled out bifocals and dentures.
Britney bursts out laughing. “So we’re going to like dress up as old ladies… as like what a disguise? Where are they grey wigs?” She asks in a fit of giggles thinking that this was really ridiculous but sounded fun.
Alexis looked at her seriously but excited to witness her reaction. “Not a disguise, we’re actually going to become little old ladies for a week.” She said matter-of-factly hanging canes on the backs of each of their chairs.
Britney and Kelsey look at each other at this revelation and then crack up laughing again.
“I know, it sounds totally crazy! I thought the same thing when I was a freshman and they told me about it but trust her. Lex is a genius.” Bella says grabbing a pair of bifocals and comparing them to her stylish glasses.
Alexis gives them a look seeing that the new girls aren’t convinced. She holds up a finger indicating for them to hold their thought for a moment and then runs over to the closet and pulls down a high tech case. She opens it up to reveal something that looks like a futuristic dust buster.
“This ladies, is the Venerator…. Or Geriatrifyer… I haven’t decided yet. But with one suck of this device it will render any pretty young girl completely invisible to the male gaze for 7 days.” She explains with reverence
Tiffany carries a walker back over to her chair and leans on it in a sexy pose. “So one week a semester the girls of boys dorm to gather together and use the Venerator… or whatever you want to call it to age up and get some peace and have fun without all the groping and cat-calls.” She explains.
Kelsey folds her arms. “You can’t just turn into old ladies. That’s not a thing.”
Alexis shrugs. “You don’t have to believe us, in a minute you’re going to see for yourself and then you’re going to try it.” She says flatly as she charges up the machine that begins to whirl and hum.
Britney suddenly gets very concerned and looks around at the other girls who all look cool with what is about to happen.
“But wait! What if we don’t want to uh… get old?” She asks fearfully.
“I totally asked the same thing last year. The idea of my boobies like sagging to my knees horrified me.” Haley explains sympathetically. “But I gave it a try and it’s totally worth it! Just for a week!” She said in her cheery voice.
“Put it this way - what would you be willing to trade for a week where you don’t get your ass pitched or get mentally undressed by every guy you walk by? Because I would totally trade my youth and beauty for a week for that.” Alexis explained as she brought he device over and sat down.
“One week where all the guys basically ignore us or even better - bend over backwards to be NICE and POLITE to us because we look like their old sweet grannies. Yeah, sure the cost is that we’re old and wrinkly and have the same aches and pains old women have.” Bella explains.
“And you’re a LOT slower and less mobile than we are at our age. That took a little getting used to… “ Tiffany ads.
“But who couldn’t benefit from slowing down a bit anyway right? College has us running around like made women all day.” Alexis chimes in.
Britney looked at the diapers and the dentures. She thought Alexis made a good point but was still frightened by the prospect of it. She subconsciously cupped her perky breasts and felt her smooth face and cheeks.
“Like what if we have a heart attack or like die of old age?” She asks.
Kelsey rolls her eyes. “Brit… sorry ‘Winnie’, it’s not real. They can’t make us old. They’re fucking with us. It’s some stupid initiation. They are going to have us put on the depends and the hearing aids and like hobble around the hall with the canes and get a good viral video.” She said cynically.
Alexis stays cool during Kelsey’s summation of what was about to happen but acts like its not worth a response. She then turns to Britney. “Cool. So to answer your question my device ages you in a completely safe way. Our hearts, brains and all our vital organs stay young and healthy… bladder and intestinal track… not so much, hence the diapers… sorry, but it’s really a small sacrifice. Your physical body in most ways will age 70 years but we’ll be the healthiest 88 - 90 year olds on the planet. Oh! Thanks for reminding me - you can’t get preggers while you’re aged but if any of you have a little bun in the oven I can’t have you go through the process. Giving birth to a 70 year old baby would… not be good. So you’re all square? No secret pregnancies?” She asks looking around deadly serious at all the girls who all vigorously shook their heads.
“Awesome, well then, lets get senior week started! I think our froshy’s need to see it to believe it.” Alexis says enthusiastically. “As always, i’ll go first.” She says as she passed the device to Tiffany who walked behind the beautiful blonde 20 year old and applied the device to the base of her smooth neck.
Britney and Kelsey watched wide-eyed as Tiffany flicked the machine on and they watched there gorgeous young host begin to vibrate and shake in her chair. Her whole body seemed to be rapidly jostling around convulsing. Britney could swear that she caught glimpses of an older blonde woman around her moms age here and there before seeing the vibrating mass that was Alexis’ bright blonde hair suddenly go grey and white. As her shaking and shuddering began to slow the freshman girls gasp at the stooped over 90 year old woman sitting in the chair while long thinning white hair hanging from her hair, still in it’s youthful style. The other girls all excitedly hoot and clap like she just did an amazing Karaoke performance.
Her formerly tight thigh hugging short shorts were now quite loose and a bit inappropriate as they show-cased her now bony, wrinkled stick thin legs. Her mid-riff baring bright pink top was even more obscene as her soft wrinkly bell oozed over her jeans and her now shriveled breasts appeared to be poking out from the bottom hem of her shirt as she sat hunched over, gnarled hands on knobby knees, heavily breathing.
The elderly woman examines her wisened hands with a wrinkled smile and cackles. “See? Told ya!” She then looks down at the rest of her body. “Woops, looks like I underestimated how far the girls would droop with this shirt!” She says tugging the shirt to cover the wrinkled dangling nipples. The girls laugh hysterically.
“Cover it up granny!” Bella says teasingly.
Alexis wags a crooked finger at her.
“We’ll see how pretty those perky tits of yours look when it’s your turn dearie!” Alexis counters with her best sweet old lady voice, which was easy now since her voice was higher pitched and rattled like a woman of her current age.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Britney says, her heart feeling like its about to jump out of her chest.
“You’re wicked old!” Kelsey says what Britney is thinking, looking dumbfounded.
“Uh duh! That’s what I said was going to happen wasn’t it?” The youthfully dressed old woman says with a raised white eyebrow. “Now, who’s next? Winnie? Babs? One of you newbies ready to see what your senior years have in store?” She asks with a wrinkled smirk.
The two youngest girls vigorously shake their head no. The old woman shrugs.
“I’ll go! I’m like soooo ready to spend a week as a granny. Look!” Haley says as the petite girl reaches around to the pocket of her peacoat. She pulls out a handful of werther's originals. “I totally came prepared. I’m going to give hard candies to kids at the mall!” She says excitedly.
Alexis wheezes as she slowly stands to her feet. She reaches over and grabs the cane from the back of her chair and hobbles over to Haley, holding the device.
“Nice LB, bonus points for bringing your own props.” Alexis says as she places the device on the base of the perky platinum blondes neck.
“Wrinkle city here I come!” Haley shouts excitedly as the device is turned on and she begins to shake and convulse in her chair.
The girls all watch as they observe the dainty criminal justice major rapidly age. It looks like her body bloats out a bit in middle age before shriveling and shrinking more. Her bright blonde hair appears to lighten to pure snow white as he head shakes around. After a few moments her body begins to settle and in the place of an energetic young 19 year old there is a shrunken, white haired 89 year old.
‘Wrinkle city’ was right Britney thought. Haley was the wrinkliest old woman she had ever seen. Like her tiny body literally just shriveled into a billion criss crossing crinkles. She was also now toothless as the old woman brought a trembling old hand up to her thin pruned lips to confirm that she needed dentures.
“Well, I know I promised Craig a blow job. I hope he doesn’t mind getting a gum job instead!” She said in a very high pitched shaky voice. The other girls roar with laughter.
“Your teeth are gone!?” Britney asks horrified.
The wrinkly woman gives her a gummy old smile.
“No biggie! I was like, already a vegan and this is just an excuse to drink more smoothies!” Haley chirps happily.
“Belle, sweet disney princess, ready to lose your youth?” Alexis asks Bella hobbling over to the redhead.
“You know it! Just pass me my old lady specs… I was blind as a bat last time and couldn’t see the rest of you age!” Bella said grabbing her long crimson hair and lifting it up so that Alexis can attach the machine to her neck.
Tiffany tosses her a pair of granny glasses. Bella catches them with one hand and attempts to put them on. “Woah that’s a strong prescription… i’ll wait till i’m old.” She said holding the glasses in her hand.
Alexis turns on the machine and the waif begins to jiggle and flail in her seat. From Britney’s vantage point she can see the redheaded girl’s neck and chin slid and droop further and further until it becomes a waddle of wrinkled neck skin dangling down and flapping as she convulses around. Her firey hair gets pailer and pailer until it is finally white with a reddish tint. Her body settles and she sits there slightly shivering, a bony frail looking 89 year old. She brings her trembling hand up to place the glasses on her shriveled face and blinks her sunken eyes.
“There we go, now I can see.” She chuckles looking down at her extremely old body, her eyes trail the blue and purple veins down her wrinkled thin legs to her swollen knees and her stick-like calves down to her veiny liverspotted feet. Red nailpolish covers hard thick yellow nails and her toes are all bent and knobby. She lifts her feet with great effort to get a better look at them and Britney can see her soles are incredibly wrinkled and old looking.
“Aw that’s a shame, perfectly good pedicure gone to waste because of sudden old age!” She cackles, the other old women and Tiffany laugh as well.
“I bet Derrick won’t mind giving you another one when you’re young again.” Tiffany says with a smirk.
“Young again, nothing! I bet that weirdo would suck on my wrinkled old soles right now!” Bella says trying to wiggle her old toes but they don’t bend much. “I’m going to make that boy give this old gal a sensual foot massage and ease the arthritis in these gnarled toes of mine.” She says stretching her creeky old legs and crossing her crinkling ankles in front of her, continuing to try to wiggle her aged toes.
“Okay… just Tiffany left before you new girls join us in an early retirement…” Alexis says with a big wrinkly grin hobbling over to the tanned athlete.
Britney couldn’t fathom Tiffany wanting to go through with this. She was a dancer. Her toned body and flexibility was her livelihood. No way she’d agree to spend a week with all her assets drooping to the floor, needing to get around with support of a cane. So it was shocking when Tiffany enthusiastically bunched her brunette hair into a ponytail and let Alexis apply the device to her tan neck.
Everyone watches as the machine whizzes on and Tiffany begins to flail and jiggle around rapidly. Britney observes as the curvy, athletic girl begins to swell up in her chair as if expanding like a balloon being blown up. They hear the chair creak and groan from the added weight of a chubby middle aged Tiffany but then if begins to get relieved as the girl begins shedding the weight as fast as she put it on, like the air being let back out of the girl shaped balloon. Her brown hair goes grey very quickly and though it’s hard to see with her shaking all around, her sagging body gives off the look of melting toward the ground. After a few moments the device dies down and Tiffany stops vibrating. Instead of the shapely young tanned dancer was a pale skinned fluffy looking granny with a big puffy gut drooping out of her skirt and thick wrinkly thighs stretching her Juicy Couture yoga pants to lengths they had never been stretched to. Her grey and white hair stilled pulled in a pony tail, her smooth cheeks had aged into fat wrinkly jowls.
Tiffany rubbed her aching hips. “Ugh it’d be great if I didn’t become a fat granny. All this extra weight all at once is uncomfortable.” She groans.
Alexis smirks. “Quit your complaining granny and show us that big ol’ saggy booty!” She cackles.
It was an absolutely bizarre thing for one 90 year old woman to yell at another. Stranger still was Tiffany climbing up slowly from her chair and grasping the walker in front of her. Her saggy pillow boobs sway noticeably in her top, flopping against her wrinkly belly. She shuffles with small steps around in place until her back was to the rest of the women. At which point she jiggles her hips like she’s doing a sexy dance, except with her age and girth it causes her big, sagging butt to jiggle epically, the girls can see every fold of her collapsed ass flap around because of her skin tight pants. The saggy ass cheeks settle very low and ripple against her thighs. The other old women holler at her like they are at a bachelorette party.
“Think the guys will be cheering like that when I shake my ass down the hallway?” Tiffany cracks causing the other women to shake their heads with a satisfied smile.
“B-but… you’re old!” Britney blurts out causing the elderly women to all stare at her for a moment and then laugh.
“I am? Oh my god! I am! I’m super fucking old! I’m like older than my own grandma!” Tiffany sarcastically yelled looking down at her saggy body.
“No I mean… don’t you like… aren’t you a dancer? How are you going to dance like - *that*.” She says gesturing to Tiffany’s fat old frame.
Tiffany shrugs, sitting back down with a groan.
“Eh, I push myself pretty hard to work out and practice when i’m young. Looking like this gives me an excuse to take a break for a week. And I guess if I really miss dancing this week i’m sure there’s like a senior swing class down at the local YWCA…” She says with a wrinkly smile.
Alexis rubs her veiny old hands together looking at the last two young women in the room.
“All right my pretties… who’s gonna grow old next?” She asks with an excited tone.
“I…. um…..” Britney begins searching for a way to back out of this. She looked around at all the former pretty college girls who were now sunken, shriveled old women. It was super freaky!
“I’ll go!” She hears the voice next to her say. She looks over astonished at her roommate who was raising her tattooed arm.
“Kelsey! Seriously? Did you see how old that thing makes you!” Britney says concerned.
The punk girl smirks at her. “Yeah, i’m actually really curious to see what a counter culture teen rebel like me will look like when i’m almost 90.” She says with a smirk.
Britney furrows her brow. “Not good… I can’t imagine lips piercings and stomach tattoos looks great on little old ladies!” She tries to reason.
“Chill out Brit, it’s going to be fine. I’ll be the most bad ass granny anyone has ever seen. I’m going to go to as many shows as I can punking the hell out of my old friends when they see me rocking out with my tits sagging to the floor, dry humping my walker!” Kelsey says sticking her tongue out and making the rock on symbols with her hands and then grabbing Tiffany’s walker to demonstrate how she planned to treat it when she was a granny, causing the other old women to titter and laugh. The only other teenage girl in the room scowled unamused with her arms folded.
“They’ll probably lock you up in a nursing home thinking that some old Perry Como fan went senile and accidently hobbled her way into a rock show!” She retorted.
Kelsey put her hand on Britney’s shoulder. “It’s not a big deal. Like they said, its seriously going to cut down on the amount of ass pinches we get… unless we find a dude that likes particularly shriveled asses… and it’s just for a week. Why not right?” She says.
Before Britney can argue further Alexis pulls up Kelseys blonde and pink hair and placed the device on her neck. It hummed alive and the girl began jiggling about. Her head shook rapidly and her limbs flailed around, her tattoos creating colorful waves as her body vibrated.
But Britney could see as her friend shook and spasmed in front of her that she was getting older, she seemed to grow a few inches in height and then seemed to bloat out a bit, as her young metabolism gave way to middle aged flab. But soon she began to thin out once again as her skin seemed to be flapping loosely off of her. Her head was a swirl of white and pink and her body began to stoop over.
The machine stopped and Kelsey’s body stopped shaking around leaving a frail looking 88 year old woman with long pink and white hair and a wrinkled pallid face. Her dark eyeliner circled now heavy, tired sunken eyes and her lip ring dangled off of thin pruned lips. Her band tank top was now covering a pair of sagging breasts and a wrinkled gut that was seeping out of the bottom of it over her jean’s waist line. She clutched Britney’s shoulder again for support as her old legs had a lot of trouble standing on their own. The tattoos on her arms were almost unrecognizable, just splotches of color covering loose wrinkled skin that dangled from her bony arms.
Britney looked at the frail wrinkled woman standing in front of her. Kelsey has a wizened cantankerous look that reminded Britney of her grandmother - that is, if her grandmother had gone wild and gotten a bunch of piercings and tattoos and dyed her hair half pink! The teenager girl lifted her hand up and cupped her roommates jowly old cheek and looked her in her make-up painted wrinkled face. This is what her friend is going to look like when she’s old. Britney thought getting a little misty-eyed at the thought of her BFF being at the end of her life, a doddering, weak old woman who needed to be cared for. She thought of the strong independent teenager that Britney liked to drunkenly cuddle and kiss and how someday she would be this frail, wrinkly old woman standing in front of her now.
“Aw Kels…” She said feeling like she was going to cry.
Kelsey saw her roommate getting sentimental and suddenly felt a little self conscious about being so much older than her friend now. Her instinct was to make it not be a big deal. So she gave a wrinkled smirk, conveying an attitude more befitting someone 80 years younger and shrugged her slouched bony shoulders.
“It’s cool. I think I aged pretty awesomely.” She says with a look at her elderly body. “Might need to touch up my tatts though. They got pretty faded over the decades.” She said lifting her shirt a little to see the tattoo on her hip and the sparkling belly button piercing lost in the folds of her wrinkled belly.
“Well Winnie… you’re up whippersnapper!” Alexis says with a wrinkly grin holding up the machine.
Britney looks around at the group of old women who had all been pretty young college girls a few minutes ago.
“It really is a one of a kind experience. Completely worth trying at least once!” Bella says in a quavering voice, reaching over to rub the wrinkled soles of her liver-spotted foot.
“We’re gonna have a lot of fun this week! Like people seriously underestimate old women! We can get discounts ANYWHERE and like just walk into places and people think ‘oh she’s so old we’ll just let her do her thing!” Haley says with a toothless grin.
“I can’t imagine you’re not at least a little curious about what you’ll look like? This way you won’t have to wait the 80 years to find out.” The fat granny Tiffany wheezed while leaning on her walker.
“And like, what do you want to do this week that you won’t be able to do as a little old lady? Want to have sex? Go for it! I know i’m going to with literally any guy that’s still willing! Sex as a granny is the best! Like I said - it’s all elderly down there so no muss, no fuss… just have a lot of lube on hand!” Alexis cackles rubbing her wrinkly bare thigh suggestively.
“C’mon Brit, you’ve got to do it. I can’t have a roommate that’s young enough to be my great-great granddaughter! That’s weird. Plus you’ll totally make fun of me for how many times I have to go pee throughout the night!” Kelsey says with a shrill croaking old voice.
Britney suddenly felt very awkward about being the only young woman in the entire dormatory. She looked at her smooth hands and legs and the wrinkly faces of her friends and then sighed.
“Okay… make me old.” She says wincing, hoping that she wouldn’t regret this.
The elderly coeds cheered as Alexis hobbled forward and applied the machine to Britney’s neck. It felt slightly warm and there was a sensation of suctioning as it whizzed on.
Britney felt her body begin to rapidly jostle. It felt a bit like being on one of those carnival rides that spins you with centripetal force. She was vibrating so quickly that she couldn’t really observe her own aging as it was happening. But to her surprise she didn’t feel like her energy and vitality was being sucked away, rather she felt more like all of the weight of her stress was being lifted from her shoulders. She felt lighter. Sure she could feel her body begin to naturally sag and stoop. She could feel her cheeks slide down her face and her breasts pooling at the bottom of her bra cups, but the feeling of the process as a whole was a bit euphoric.
When the machine finally stopped Britney instinctively brought her hand up to her line of sight. Her eye sight was a bit fuzzier but close up she could see the veined gnarled elderly hand in front of her, speckled with age spots. She felt her wrinkled jowls and her thin lips that were sucked inward.
“I lost muh teef!” Were the first words she said upon becoming 88 years old.
“Yeah! Welcome to the denture club!” Haley squeals enthusiastically.
Britney reaches a trembling hand around to rub her back as a new persisting ache is radiating from there and her knees appear to be a bit swollen. She looks down at her wrinkled calves.
“I shouldn’t have worn a skirt to his.” She says giving a wrinkly frown to her exposed old legs.
“Oh don’t be silly! Own your new age Winnie! Show off those vericose veins!” Alexis says with a cackle.
“I wonder if that’s what Danica McKeller will look like when she’s old.” Tiffany asks referring to the actress that Britney resembled.
“She’s already kind of starting to look like that a bit.” Bella says with a wrinkled smirk.
“I wouldn’t knock how she looks. She looks young enough to be all of our great granddaughter.” Britney says grasping the cane on the back of her chair and getting up to her feet. She was stooped over a bit and her legs were shaky, she could feel her modest breasts sway with each step. She hobbles over to the tattooed granny next to her who holds out a shaking hand.
“Thanks for doing this Brit. I didn’t want to be old by myself.” Kelsey says quietly to her friend.
Britney winks a sunken eye at her roommate. The two of them now looks like they had been close for over half a century.
“Anything for you Kels, we’re going to be roommates when we’re in a nursing home too right?” Britney asks with smile.
“You know it!” Her punk friend nods her grey and pink head.
“For now i’m just looking forward to when some guy in the hallway goes ‘Errr you’re not wearing a bra! Show us yer tits! Errrr!!!’ and I can give him an eye full of these!” Kelsey rattles lifting up her tank top halfway to her neck to reveal a pair of shriveled, dangling pale breasts that were sagging toward the floor.
Britney and the rest of the girls nearly all had heart attacks laughing. But there was also a twinkle in the elderly freshman’s eye as she looked at her 88 year friends exposed chest and wondered what it would be like this week if they got a bit tipsy and she had the opportunity to cup those sagger in her hands. She made mental plans to crack out the wine coolers tonight…
“Okay girls… or you I say ladies! Senior Week has officially begun!” Alexis declared with a wheeze.
“Woooo!” the old women all yell excitedly like they are girls at spring break.
“Okay! Get whatever supplies you need.” Alexis instructs.
“Um I think I need to get changed into a pair of depends… we obviously didn’t know what this was at first and well… i’m wearing a pair of my sexy panties and I don’t want old lady control issues to ruin them!” Britney explains.
“Good call, I need to get some diapers on too. With this big old saggy ass, you better believe I had big old granny farts.” Tiffany cackles, patting her on the back with a wrinkled hand.
“All right girls, grab your canes and old lady undergarments and let's head down to the showers and give those Porky’s wannabe mother fuckers a real show!” Alexis cackles triumphantly.
A few minutes later the boy in Alexis’ hallway were confused and disgusted as a parade of scantily clad elderly women hobbled out of that hot blonde girls room with the assistance of canes and walkers. The old women blew kisses at the boys and pinched their butts with shaky old hands. Soon the hallways were completely clear as the rowdy boys ran in fear from the six brazen old women.
THE END.
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SENIOR WEEK
By Chrono Eclipse
Britney stands on the pathway leading up to her dormitory, holding her bookbag over her slender shoulder. She just finished her last class before a weeklong fall break but still the pretty, bookish, brunette looks tense. She closes her big green eyes and takes a deep breath before marching quickly to the dorm doors. A group of guys sitting on the front steps begin to whistle at her. She rolls her eyes.
“Yeah! One of the girls! Now it’s time to party!” A chubby brown haired kid yells.
“God you’re such a little hottie!” A muscular blonde guy with his shirt off screams in her face as she walks to the door.
“Wanna watch Netflix and chill?” A third tall pizza faced kid asks causing the others to laugh and slap him on the chest.
“Thanks fellas… not interested…” Britney says with a forced smile as she quickly opens the door.
Once inside she sighs again and shakes her head as the hallway is filled with bros that are hooting, hollering, wrestling and generally being idiot guys. A dude in a towel hops up to her, his crotch thrusting forward as he grinds against her laughing. She pushes him away. A couple other guys slap her tight fitting jean-clad ass. She turns around and slaps the second one.
“What??” He calls after her with a cocky grin on his face.
“I wanna be your boyfriend!!!” Another geeky guy yells from across the hall as she makes it to her dorm room and quickly rushes inside and slams the door.
“No thank you!” She says out loud in frustration as she presses her back against the door and slides down toward the ground a little.
Her roommate giggles. “Welcome to the Jungle amiright?”
Britney opens her eyes to see her roommate Kelsey sitting Indian style on her bed. Kelsey was a bit of a punk chick. Her hair was naturally blonde but she had dyed it magenta for a while but was slowly growing it back, leaving a bit of a pink and blonde ombre. She wore a lot of band shirts she had ripped and fashioned into tank tops and black leather skirts and fishnet stockings. She also loved putting on black lipstick and heavy eye liner in a rim around her eyes. She had all of the piercings and tattoos to befit an aspiring female rock star. Britney was the yin to Kelsey’s yang – a good girl, who dressed very preppy. Your more classic ‘girl next door type.’ Where Kelsey’s wall was decorated with metal posters and avant garde art designs, Britney’s was adorned with motivational saying and pictures of horses. Still they got along great. They were best friends since they met at orientation over the summer, and occasionally, depending on how much one or both of them hand drank, a little more.
“Well this might have been a record, I made it from class to the room with just two ass grabs and one dry hump… and like a million cat calls.” Britney said with a smirk taking off her jean jacket and tossing her bag under her bed.
“Boys will be boys…” Kelsey laments with a roll of her eyes.
“Or so says the housing office. God, what did we do to get stuck in a dorm that’s like 90% dudes.” Britney asks as she flops onto her bed.
“I don’t know but i’d like sell my SOUL to live in a dorm where I can walk to the bathroom without a bra on in peace!” Kelsey pleads. She then contorts her face to look more neanderthalish and does her impression of the idiot guys in their hallway. “Duhhhhhh show us yer tits! C’mon! We can practically see them anyway! Just like take off your top! Duhhhhh!” She mocks in a low, unintelligent guy voice.
Britney giggles at the impression. She observes the sheer white tank top that her roommate is currently wearing, being able to observe the location of her nipples through the fabric. The top was skimpy enough that the length of her gravity defying C-cup breasts pushed the shirt up and out leaving her midriff exposed. A glittery belly button stud glittered in the center of her flat stomach.
“Well to be entirely fair… you can basically see your boobs through that shirt.” Britney said with a smirk.
Kelsey grinned. “No you can see the OUTLINE of my boobs through the shirt.” She says and then grabs the hem of the shirt and pulls it up to her neck flashing her round perky breasts at Britney. “NOW you can see my boobs.” She said with a laugh.
Britney laughed but also blushed. “Did you mistake me for the lead singer of one of your favorite bands?” She teased.
“Ha, don’t be shy. It’s not like it’s anything you haven’t seen before. Show me yours!” Kelsey encouraged putting her shirt back down.
Britney smiled but looked like a deer in headlights. “Noooo! Absolutely not!”
“What? You’re afraid of corrupting my sweet young mind?” Kelsey joked and stuck out her tongue to show she’s a wild-child.
“Yes, next thing you know we’ll be dirty dancing.” Britney said with a giggle.
Kelsey laughs but then give a ‘come on!’ look to Britney. “Really? You’re going to just let me be the only flasher in this room?”
Britney hesitates and then sighs and smirks unbuttoning her blouse and reaching around to unclasp her bra pulling it out of her shirt and tossing it on her bed.
“Oooo pink and lacy!” Kelsey teases at the strawberry patterned bra.
“You’re going to blow your chance…” Britney warned.
“Okay! Okay!” Kelsey says and leans back on her bed waiting.
Britney takes a breath and then quickly opens part of her blouse to reveal her pink nippled B-cup breast. Then she quickly pulled her shirt back with a giggle.
“You took flash literally!” The blonde punk girl teased.
“You’re lucky you got to see any of this!” The brunette joked pointing all around her body.
Her mind drifted to the couple of times so far this semester that the two roommates had drunkenly made out. The first one was the night of the Welcome Mixer when they were cold and climbed into Britney’s bed drunkenly and just began to wrap their tongues around one another. Then there was the night last month they went to a frat party and Kelsey had kicked a frat guy in the balls and they ran home together. They ended up collapsing in the bushes outside the dorm and rolled around in the grass for a while drunkenly kissing until they got up the energy to drag themselves inside. The last time was last weekend when Kelsey came home drunk from a concert in the city. Britney sat on the bed stroking the girls pink and blonde hair and then they cuddled together and made out until they fell asleep. The only thing about that time was - Britney hadn’t been drinking. She never told Kelsey. She wasn’t actually sure if Kelsey identified as bi or not, she had a string of shitty boyfriends and Britney had never heard about Kelsey being with any other girls. But Britney had known she was bisexual for a couple years now and found Kelsey’s young punk, rebellious live-fast-die-hard persona incredibly hot. She just didn’t want to make things weird between them. Especially in their current living situation she didn’t want Kelsey thinking she was getting harassed from all sides. So just being BFFs and the occasional drunken hook-up was good enough for her. And if Kelsey wanted to flash her from time to time she wasn’t going to complain.
“Soooo are you going to this ‘Senior Week’ thing?” Kelsey asked breaking Britney’s train of thought.
Britney looked over to see her roommate was holding the formal invitation to “Senior Week for the girls of the Boys Dorm.” The invitation stated that a meeting would be held on this date in Alexis’ room. They knew Alexis, she was a junior and the oldest of the 6 girls living in that dormitory, she had also given Kelsey and Britney a lot of advice and tips about the campus and their current living situation in the past few months since the two girls were incoming freshmen. But the invitation didn’t provide much information beyond that. And when they had asked Alexis what the deal was with the meeting or why it was called Senior Week she simply said. “Just come and find out!”
“I’m not going if you don’t go.” Kelsey says flat out.
Britney shrugged. “I think we should go? I mean why not right? We like all the girls that are going and honestly my curiosity is going to kill me if I don’t find out what it is.”
Kelsey nodded examining the invitation some more. “Yeah it’s super weird isn’t it? I mean what do they mean by Senior week? None of us are seniors.”
Britney nods. “Yeah and like it just says the date of the meeting, are we going to be doing things all week? Guess we’ll find out!” She says cheerily and the two girls get ready.
When it was time for the meeting Britney and Kelsey stood awkwardly outside of Alexis’ dorm room. Alexis’ room was at the end of the upstairs hallway, which provided her a more spacious living space but a gauntlet of horny college guys to pass through to get there. If they weren’t frat guys woo-hooing and waving their t-shirts above their heads they were greasy socially awkward guys leering at the girls from the cracks in their door.
“Yeah Freshmen girls! Get ‘em while their skinny!” A random asshole yelled.
“Hey cuties! I will pay you a whole dollar is you make-out right now!” Another guy says.
Kelsey flips them off and Britney knocks on the door again. Alexis, a beautiful statuesque blonde girl pulls open the door with an annoyed look on her face, it softens when she sees that it’s the two girls knocking.
“Great! You came! Come in, come in!” She says excitedly ushering them into the room.
“Oh my god Alexis! You’re so fucking hot! I’m gonna nut!” A guy yells at her when she steps out of the room.
Alexis flips a dirty look at him with her piercing blue eyes.
“Fuck off Craig!” She yells and slams the door.
“Savages.” She says with a grin and a roll of her eyes once the door is closed to the other 5 girls in the room.
Britney looked curiously at the other girls in the very posh-looking dorm room. Besides Kelsey and Alexis there were three other girls with them -
Haley, a petite bleach blonde sophomore who was perpetually perky no matter what the situation. She was a criminal justice major who was the kind of girl who covered her wall with motivational saying and rallied the group to go do pilates regardless of how bad of a hangover they all had. At 5’2” and 100 lbs. From a distance she could pass for a much younger girl, she liked playing up the naive, ditsy blonde persona to her advantage, though Britney wondered if it was really an act.
“A guy called me a ‘spinner’ on my way down here? Does he mean like a fidget spinner? I’m super confused?” She said in her high pitched bubbly voice.
Alexis shakes her head. “No LB he means you’re tiny so he can… you know what never mind.”
Next to Haley stood Bella, the lit major, a thin, waifish redhead. Her bookish demeanor and delicate features made her what Alexis dubbed a ‘geek magnet’. Which she used to her advantage from time to time, getting the more socially awkward guys around campus to give her gifts and money by doing things like dressing up like Princess Zelda or posting a picture of herself posing in a bikini in front of a Tardis replica. This had proved to be lucrative for her but did come with the drawback of a small group of nerdy guys with an intense obsession with her. She managed it well though Britney thought considering how many dudes followed her around from class to class like puppy dogs.
The final girl in the room was a beautiful, perpetually tanned brunette named Tiffany who was a Junior like Alexis. She was a dance major and had the most gorgeous toned legs and ass that Britney has ever seen and she insisted on wearing booty-hugging yoga pants like basically everywhere. They were bubble gum pink and said JUICY across the sides of them. As if people weren’t already thinking that when Tiffany strutted by shaking her tight ass.
Alexis grinned from ear to ear at all the girls as if she was about to plan a heist. Alexis was a biology major, focusing on gerontology. She was also, gorgeous and assertive and charismatic in a way Britney hadn’t seen all together in one person before. She didn’t look like the type of person that would be studying how people age in a lab somewhere. In fact, in her current outfit of hip hugging jean cutoff shorts that showed off her impossibly long toned legs and a pink mid-riff baring tank top giving view to her perfectly flat trim stomach, she looked more like the movie starlet playing the part of the young biology genius than the student herself.
“Okay! Let’s get this party started.” The blonde woman says with a knowing look to the other women. Haley claps excitedly.
“First though, we need to give the newbies their names.” Alexis says tapping her well manicured finger on her smooth, perfectly symmetrical chin.
Britney looks over at Kelsey who seems equally confused.
“Uh we already have names. I’m Britney and this is Kelsey.” The young brunette explains gesturing to her roommate.
“Yeah… I’m not going to remember them. You need new better names. This is kind of like an un-official sorority girls, you’re basically like pledges.” Alexis explains and the other girls grin.
Kelsey and Britney look at each other, wondering what they’ve signed up for.
“It’s cool. She gave all of us names!” Haley perks up reassuringly. “I’m LB - for Legally Blonde, because I guess I resemble a young Reese Witherspoon?... I haven’t seen the movie but the poster has a cute dog!” Haley say in her chipper voice.
Alexis rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “It’s because you look like Reese Witherspoon AND you’re a criminal justice major! AND you’re blonde! It works on multiple levels.” She explains.
“That’s Belle.” Alexis says gesturing to Bella who gives a friendly wave to the two freshmen girls. “Because she loves books and looks like a god damn Disney Princess.” She adds.
“And well, my name is Bella so Belle/Bella - it makes sense!” The Redhead adds.
“Yes that too. And then this is Dash like KarDASHian.” Alexis says putting her hands on Tiffany’s shoulders.
Britney and Kelsey look confused.
“It’s because of my butt. It’s big like Kim’s.” Tiffany explains and the two younger girls give a nod of understanding.
Alexis examines the girls like someone scrutinizing a new painting. “Hmmmm I think your name is Winnie… Because you look like that girl from the show the Wonder Years.” She says to Britney.
“I’ve never seen that show.” Britney says googling the actress on the phone.
“Inconsequential. I dub thee now and forevermore - Winnie.” Alexis says putting her hand on Britney’s right shoulder and then her left like she is being knighted.
“Uh… oh. Okay.” Britney says guessing that there was no arguing the point.
Alexis ran her fingers over her smooth face in contemplation of Kelsey.
“Now you… What is your name?” She asked rhetorically.
Kelsey rolled her eyes. “Kel-”
“Shhhh! I almost have it.” Alexis says holding a finger to the punk girls lips to shush her. “Okay your make-up looks like one of those bunnies… bunny… bun… rabbit… bugs bunny…. Babs! Your name is Babs!” She says with a snap of her fingers.
“Okay cool, i’m Babs now are you going to tell us what we’re doing here?” The pink haired girl asked with a bit of attitude.
“Wait, what is your name?” Britney asked curiously.
Alexis smirked. “My name is Alexis, or Lex or Lexie if you’re nasty.” She said with a grin.
“What is that from?” Britney asked wondering if it was a pop culture reference or movie star she didn’t recognize.
Alexis shook her head looking at Britney like she was asking a silly question.
“It’s not from anything, it’s just my name.” She said patting Britney on her shoulder. “All right then, now that we all have names let’s get this Senior week started.” The tall blonde announced and the other girls excitedly took seats in a circle in the middle of the room.
Britney and Kelsey hesitantly took their seats as well.
Alexis folds her long creamy legs elegantly and looks around at each of the girls.
“So, now there are six of us. Our number are growing but it’s still six women and a hundred stupid horny straight guys. Does anyone have any stories to share?” Alexis asks the group.
“Uh yeah! I literally have to bring a one piece bathing suit to the shower to change into at the end of it because whenever I try to walk from the shower to my dorm dudes will just try to pull my towel off ‘as a joke’.” Tiffany explains.
“Oh god, that’s awful.” Britney says thinking that she would just die if she found herself naked in the middle of the dorm hallways.
“Wow, i’m not surprised though. There are literally drilled holes in the first floor showers. The guys are trying to pull some Porky’s bullshit. I told admin and they said they’d have maintenance patch it up. That was 3 weeks ago!” Alexis laments.
“Those assholes! I’m going to kick every last one of them in the balls.” Kelsey says balling her hands up in fists of rage.
Haley shakes her head. “It’s not worth it. The school has a zero tolerance policy on violence. But sexual harassment on the other hand…” She says rolling her eyes.
“Besides, it’s easier if you make the system work for you. Case in point how do you all like my new pedicure?” Bella asks tossing off her flip flops and extending her legs into the circle to present her cute, ruby red painted toes on pretty, nicely pampered feet.
The girls all ooo and aw. Britney is envious of the soft, uncalloused soles Bella is sporting, they look pristine like they’ve never touched the ground.
“Yeah so this guy Derrick like begged to give me a pedicure… so I let him! On the grounds that he didn’t do anything weird like try to suck on my toes or like lick my insole or anything… he wanted to. Believe me. But he was good, just painted my toes and gave me a foot massage and like complimented me a bunch. He is super nice but like waaaaaaaay too into my feet.” She says with a perky smile tossing her red hair to the side.
“Cool so we hit Derrick up when we want to get free spa treatment… good to know!” Kelsey said sarcastically.
“Haters gonna hate!” Bella said playfully wiggling her toes. “LB, how has it been with a boyfriend?” She asked the tiny blonde next to her.
Haley gave a cheshire cat smile and shrugged. “Eh, I still get hit on constantly but at least Craig yells at them when he sees them do it. I don’t know, i’m kind of over him. He’s cute and all but he’s like only ever interested in getting himself off. Like if I just posed naked like this -” She says as she freezes with her two hands making circles and her mouth puckered in an O shape. “I think he’d be happy. But at least he’s devoted. He’s sitting on my bed right now waiting for me to get back because I promised him a blow job if he drove me to the mall this afternoon.” She said with a proud smirk.
Alexis golf claps Haley. “Nicely done LB! Nicely done.”
Britney raises her hand. “Ummm I have a question.”
Alexi looks interested. “Sure Winnie, you can speak freely.”
Britney puts down her hand. “Me? Oh right, my names Winnie now, okay cool so... Why is this called Senior week if none of us are seniors and this isn’t the last week of the year.” The young brunette asked thoughtfully.
The other girls giggle and look knowingly at one another. Alexis jumps up excitedly.
She tosses open her closet dramatically and begins pulling out boxes of stuff.
“Dash can you give me a hand? This’ll go quicker if i’m not the only one.” Alexis said as she opened up the first box to reveal packages of adult diapers and canes.
“Uh…. what?” Kelsey asks seeing Tiffany drag a couple of walkers out of the closet.
“Just some supplies in preparation for our week girls. You’ll thanks me later.” Alexis said with her token mischievous grin as she opened a smaller box and pulled out bifocals and dentures.
Britney bursts out laughing. “So we’re going to like dress up as old ladies… as like what a disguise? Where are they grey wigs?” She asks in a fit of giggles thinking that this was really ridiculous but sounded fun.
Alexis looked at her seriously but excited to witness her reaction. “Not a disguise, we’re actually going to become little old ladies for a week.” She said matter-of-factly hanging canes on the backs of each of their chairs.
Britney and Kelsey look at each other at this revelation and then crack up laughing again.
“I know, it sounds totally crazy! I thought the same thing when I was a freshman and they told me about it but trust her. Lex is a genius.” Bella says grabbing a pair of bifocals and comparing them to her stylish glasses.
Alexis gives them a look seeing that the new girls aren’t convinced. She holds up a finger indicating for them to hold their thought for a moment and then runs over to the closet and pulls down a high tech case. She opens it up to reveal something that looks like a futuristic dust buster.
“This ladies, is the Venerator…. Or Geriatrifyer… I haven’t decided yet. But with one suck of this device it will render any pretty young girl completely invisible to the male gaze for 7 days.” She explains with reverence
Tiffany carries a walker back over to her chair and leans on it in a sexy pose. “So one week a semester the girls of boys dorm to gather together and use the Venerator… or whatever you want to call it to age up and get some peace and have fun without all the groping and cat-calls.” She explains.
Kelsey folds her arms. “You can’t just turn into old ladies. That’s not a thing.”
Alexis shrugs. “You don’t have to believe us, in a minute you’re going to see for yourself and then you’re going to try it.” She says flatly as she charges up the machine that begins to whirl and hum.
Britney suddenly gets very concerned and looks around at the other girls who all look cool with what is about to happen.
“But wait! What if we don’t want to uh… get old?” She asks fearfully.
“I totally asked the same thing last year. The idea of my boobies like sagging to my knees horrified me.” Haley explains sympathetically. “But I gave it a try and it’s totally worth it! Just for a week!” She said in her cheery voice.
“Put it this way - what would you be willing to trade for a week where you don’t get your ass pitched or get mentally undressed by every guy you walk by? Because I would totally trade my youth and beauty for a week for that.” Alexis explained as she brought he device over and sat down.
“One week where all the guys basically ignore us or even better - bend over backwards to be NICE and POLITE to us because we look like their old sweet grannies. Yeah, sure the cost is that we’re old and wrinkly and have the same aches and pains old women have.” Bella explains.
“And you’re a LOT slower and less mobile than we are at our age. That took a little getting used to… “ Tiffany ads.
“But who couldn’t benefit from slowing down a bit anyway right? College has us running around like made women all day.” Alexis chimes in.
Britney looked at the diapers and the dentures. She thought Alexis made a good point but was still frightened by the prospect of it. She subconsciously cupped her perky breasts and felt her smooth face and cheeks.
“Like what if we have a heart attack or like die of old age?” She asks.
Kelsey rolls her eyes. “Brit… sorry ‘Winnie’, it’s not real. They can’t make us old. They’re fucking with us. It’s some stupid initiation. They are going to have us put on the depends and the hearing aids and like hobble around the hall with the canes and get a good viral video.” She said cynically.
Alexis stays cool during Kelsey’s summation of what was about to happen but acts like its not worth a response. She then turns to Britney. “Cool. So to answer your question my device ages you in a completely safe way. Our hearts, brains and all our vital organs stay young and healthy… bladder and intestinal track… not so much, hence the diapers… sorry, but it’s really a small sacrifice. Your physical body in most ways will age 70 years but we’ll be the healthiest 88 - 90 year olds on the planet. Oh! Thanks for reminding me - you can’t get preggers while you’re aged but if any of you have a little bun in the oven I can’t have you go through the process. Giving birth to a 70 year old baby would… not be good. So you’re all square? No secret pregnancies?” She asks looking around deadly serious at all the girls who all vigorously shook their heads.
“Awesome, well then, lets get senior week started! I think our froshy’s need to see it to believe it.” Alexis says enthusiastically. “As always, i’ll go first.” She says as she passed the device to Tiffany who walked behind the beautiful blonde 20 year old and applied the device to the base of her smooth neck.
Britney and Kelsey watched wide-eyed as Tiffany flicked the machine on and they watched there gorgeous young host begin to vibrate and shake in her chair. Her whole body seemed to be rapidly jostling around convulsing. Britney could swear that she caught glimpses of an older blonde woman around her moms age here and there before seeing the vibrating mass that was Alexis’ bright blonde hair suddenly go grey and white. As her shaking and shuddering began to slow the freshman girls gasp at the stooped over 90 year old woman sitting in the chair while long thinning white hair hanging from her hair, still in it’s youthful style. The other girls all excitedly hoot and clap like she just did an amazing Karaoke performance.
Her formerly tight thigh hugging short shorts were now quite loose and a bit inappropriate as they show-cased her now bony, wrinkled stick thin legs. Her mid-riff baring bright pink top was even more obscene as her soft wrinkly bell oozed over her jeans and her now shriveled breasts appeared to be poking out from the bottom hem of her shirt as she sat hunched over, gnarled hands on knobby knees, heavily breathing.
The elderly woman examines her wisened hands with a wrinkled smile and cackles. “See? Told ya!” She then looks down at the rest of her body. “Woops, looks like I underestimated how far the girls would droop with this shirt!” She says tugging the shirt to cover the wrinkled dangling nipples. The girls laugh hysterically.
“Cover it up granny!” Bella says teasingly.
Alexis wags a crooked finger at her.
“We’ll see how pretty those perky tits of yours look when it’s your turn dearie!” Alexis counters with her best sweet old lady voice, which was easy now since her voice was higher pitched and rattled like a woman of her current age.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” Britney says, her heart feeling like its about to jump out of her chest.
“You’re wicked old!” Kelsey says what Britney is thinking, looking dumbfounded.
“Uh duh! That’s what I said was going to happen wasn’t it?” The youthfully dressed old woman says with a raised white eyebrow. “Now, who’s next? Winnie? Babs? One of you newbies ready to see what your senior years have in store?” She asks with a wrinkled smirk.
The two youngest girls vigorously shake their head no. The old woman shrugs.
“I’ll go! I’m like soooo ready to spend a week as a granny. Look!” Haley says as the petite girl reaches around to the pocket of her peacoat. She pulls out a handful of werther's originals. “I totally came prepared. I’m going to give hard candies to kids at the mall!” She says excitedly.
Alexis wheezes as she slowly stands to her feet. She reaches over and grabs the cane from the back of her chair and hobbles over to Haley, holding the device.
“Nice LB, bonus points for bringing your own props.” Alexis says as she places the device on the base of the perky platinum blondes neck.
“Wrinkle city here I come!” Haley shouts excitedly as the device is turned on and she begins to shake and convulse in her chair.
The girls all watch as they observe the dainty criminal justice major rapidly age. It looks like her body bloats out a bit in middle age before shriveling and shrinking more. Her bright blonde hair appears to lighten to pure snow white as he head shakes around. After a few moments her body begins to settle and in the place of an energetic young 19 year old there is a shrunken, white haired 89 year old.
‘Wrinkle city’ was right Britney thought. Haley was the wrinkliest old woman she had ever seen. Like her tiny body literally just shriveled into a billion criss crossing crinkles. She was also now toothless as the old woman brought a trembling old hand up to her thin pruned lips to confirm that she needed dentures.
“Well, I know I promised Craig a blow job. I hope he doesn’t mind getting a gum job instead!” She said in a very high pitched shaky voice. The other girls roar with laughter.
“Your teeth are gone!?” Britney asks horrified.
The wrinkly woman gives her a gummy old smile.
“No biggie! I was like, already a vegan and this is just an excuse to drink more smoothies!” Haley chirps happily.
“Belle, sweet disney princess, ready to lose your youth?” Alexis asks Bella hobbling over to the redhead.
“You know it! Just pass me my old lady specs… I was blind as a bat last time and couldn’t see the rest of you age!” Bella said grabbing her long crimson hair and lifting it up so that Alexis can attach the machine to her neck.
Tiffany tosses her a pair of granny glasses. Bella catches them with one hand and attempts to put them on. “Woah that’s a strong prescription… i’ll wait till i’m old.” She said holding the glasses in her hand.
Alexis turns on the machine and the waif begins to jiggle and flail in her seat. From Britney’s vantage point she can see the redheaded girl’s neck and chin slid and droop further and further until it becomes a waddle of wrinkled neck skin dangling down and flapping as she convulses around. Her firey hair gets pailer and pailer until it is finally white with a reddish tint. Her body settles and she sits there slightly shivering, a bony frail looking 89 year old. She brings her trembling hand up to place the glasses on her shriveled face and blinks her sunken eyes.
“There we go, now I can see.” She chuckles looking down at her extremely old body, her eyes trail the blue and purple veins down her wrinkled thin legs to her swollen knees and her stick-like calves down to her veiny liverspotted feet. Red nailpolish covers hard thick yellow nails and her toes are all bent and knobby. She lifts her feet with great effort to get a better look at them and Britney can see her soles are incredibly wrinkled and old looking.
“Aw that’s a shame, perfectly good pedicure gone to waste because of sudden old age!” She cackles, the other old women and Tiffany laugh as well.
“I bet Derrick won’t mind giving you another one when you’re young again.” Tiffany says with a smirk.
“Young again, nothing! I bet that weirdo would suck on my wrinkled old soles right now!” Bella says trying to wiggle her old toes but they don’t bend much. “I’m going to make that boy give this old gal a sensual foot massage and ease the arthritis in these gnarled toes of mine.” She says stretching her creeky old legs and crossing her crinkling ankles in front of her, continuing to try to wiggle her aged toes.
“Okay… just Tiffany left before you new girls join us in an early retirement…” Alexis says with a big wrinkly grin hobbling over to the tanned athlete.
Britney couldn’t fathom Tiffany wanting to go through with this. She was a dancer. Her toned body and flexibility was her livelihood. No way she’d agree to spend a week with all her assets drooping to the floor, needing to get around with support of a cane. So it was shocking when Tiffany enthusiastically bunched her brunette hair into a ponytail and let Alexis apply the device to her tan neck.
Everyone watches as the machine whizzes on and Tiffany begins to flail and jiggle around rapidly. Britney observes as the curvy, athletic girl begins to swell up in her chair as if expanding like a balloon being blown up. They hear the chair creak and groan from the added weight of a chubby middle aged Tiffany but then if begins to get relieved as the girl begins shedding the weight as fast as she put it on, like the air being let back out of the girl shaped balloon. Her brown hair goes grey very quickly and though it’s hard to see with her shaking all around, her sagging body gives off the look of melting toward the ground. After a few moments the device dies down and Tiffany stops vibrating. Instead of the shapely young tanned dancer was a pale skinned fluffy looking granny with a big puffy gut drooping out of her skirt and thick wrinkly thighs stretching her Juicy Couture yoga pants to lengths they had never been stretched to. Her grey and white hair stilled pulled in a pony tail, her smooth cheeks had aged into fat wrinkly jowls.
Tiffany rubbed her aching hips. “Ugh it’d be great if I didn’t become a fat granny. All this extra weight all at once is uncomfortable.” She groans.
Alexis smirks. “Quit your complaining granny and show us that big ol’ saggy booty!” She cackles.
It was an absolutely bizarre thing for one 90 year old woman to yell at another. Stranger still was Tiffany climbing up slowly from her chair and grasping the walker in front of her. Her saggy pillow boobs sway noticeably in her top, flopping against her wrinkly belly. She shuffles with small steps around in place until her back was to the rest of the women. At which point she jiggles her hips like she’s doing a sexy dance, except with her age and girth it causes her big, sagging butt to jiggle epically, the girls can see every fold of her collapsed ass flap around because of her skin tight pants. The saggy ass cheeks settle very low and ripple against her thighs. The other old women holler at her like they are at a bachelorette party.
“Think the guys will be cheering like that when I shake my ass down the hallway?” Tiffany cracks causing the other women to shake their heads with a satisfied smile.
“B-but… you’re old!” Britney blurts out causing the elderly women to all stare at her for a moment and then laugh.
“I am? Oh my god! I am! I’m super fucking old! I’m like older than my own grandma!” Tiffany sarcastically yelled looking down at her saggy body.
“No I mean… don’t you like… aren’t you a dancer? How are you going to dance like - *that*.” She says gesturing to Tiffany’s fat old frame.
Tiffany shrugs, sitting back down with a groan.
“Eh, I push myself pretty hard to work out and practice when i’m young. Looking like this gives me an excuse to take a break for a week. And I guess if I really miss dancing this week i’m sure there’s like a senior swing class down at the local YWCA…” She says with a wrinkly smile.
Alexis rubs her veiny old hands together looking at the last two young women in the room.
“All right my pretties… who’s gonna grow old next?” She asks with an excited tone.
“I…. um…..” Britney begins searching for a way to back out of this. She looked around at all the former pretty college girls who were now sunken, shriveled old women. It was super freaky!
“I’ll go!” She hears the voice next to her say. She looks over astonished at her roommate who was raising her tattooed arm.
“Kelsey! Seriously? Did you see how old that thing makes you!” Britney says concerned.
The punk girl smirks at her. “Yeah, i’m actually really curious to see what a counter culture teen rebel like me will look like when i’m almost 90.” She says with a smirk.
Britney furrows her brow. “Not good… I can’t imagine lips piercings and stomach tattoos looks great on little old ladies!” She tries to reason.
“Chill out Brit, it’s going to be fine. I’ll be the most bad ass granny anyone has ever seen. I’m going to go to as many shows as I can punking the hell out of my old friends when they see me rocking out with my tits sagging to the floor, dry humping my walker!” Kelsey says sticking her tongue out and making the rock on symbols with her hands and then grabbing Tiffany’s walker to demonstrate how she planned to treat it when she was a granny, causing the other old women to titter and laugh. The only other teenage girl in the room scowled unamused with her arms folded.
“They’ll probably lock you up in a nursing home thinking that some old Perry Como fan went senile and accidently hobbled her way into a rock show!” She retorted.
Kelsey put her hand on Britney’s shoulder. “It’s not a big deal. Like they said, its seriously going to cut down on the amount of ass pinches we get… unless we find a dude that likes particularly shriveled asses… and it’s just for a week. Why not right?” She says.
Before Britney can argue further Alexis pulls up Kelseys blonde and pink hair and placed the device on her neck. It hummed alive and the girl began jiggling about. Her head shook rapidly and her limbs flailed around, her tattoos creating colorful waves as her body vibrated.
But Britney could see as her friend shook and spasmed in front of her that she was getting older, she seemed to grow a few inches in height and then seemed to bloat out a bit, as her young metabolism gave way to middle aged flab. But soon she began to thin out once again as her skin seemed to be flapping loosely off of her. Her head was a swirl of white and pink and her body began to stoop over.
The machine stopped and Kelsey’s body stopped shaking around leaving a frail looking 88 year old woman with long pink and white hair and a wrinkled pallid face. Her dark eyeliner circled now heavy, tired sunken eyes and her lip ring dangled off of thin pruned lips. Her band tank top was now covering a pair of sagging breasts and a wrinkled gut that was seeping out of the bottom of it over her jean’s waist line. She clutched Britney’s shoulder again for support as her old legs had a lot of trouble standing on their own. The tattoos on her arms were almost unrecognizable, just splotches of color covering loose wrinkled skin that dangled from her bony arms.
Britney looked at the frail wrinkled woman standing in front of her. Kelsey has a wizened cantankerous look that reminded Britney of her grandmother - that is, if her grandmother had gone wild and gotten a bunch of piercings and tattoos and dyed her hair half pink! The teenager girl lifted her hand up and cupped her roommates jowly old cheek and looked her in her make-up painted wrinkled face. This is what her friend is going to look like when she’s old. Britney thought getting a little misty-eyed at the thought of her BFF being at the end of her life, a doddering, weak old woman who needed to be cared for. She thought of the strong independent teenager that Britney liked to drunkenly cuddle and kiss and how someday she would be this frail, wrinkly old woman standing in front of her now.
“Aw Kels…” She said feeling like she was going to cry.
Kelsey saw her roommate getting sentimental and suddenly felt a little self conscious about being so much older than her friend now. Her instinct was to make it not be a big deal. So she gave a wrinkled smirk, conveying an attitude more befitting someone 80 years younger and shrugged her slouched bony shoulders.
“It’s cool. I think I aged pretty awesomely.” She says with a look at her elderly body. “Might need to touch up my tatts though. They got pretty faded over the decades.” She said lifting her shirt a little to see the tattoo on her hip and the sparkling belly button piercing lost in the folds of her wrinkled belly.
“Well Winnie… you’re up whippersnapper!” Alexis says with a wrinkly grin holding up the machine.
Britney looks around at the group of old women who had all been pretty young college girls a few minutes ago.
“It really is a one of a kind experience. Completely worth trying at least once!” Bella says in a quavering voice, reaching over to rub the wrinkled soles of her liver-spotted foot.
“We’re gonna have a lot of fun this week! Like people seriously underestimate old women! We can get discounts ANYWHERE and like just walk into places and people think ‘oh she’s so old we’ll just let her do her thing!” Haley says with a toothless grin.
“I can’t imagine you’re not at least a little curious about what you’ll look like? This way you won’t have to wait the 80 years to find out.” The fat granny Tiffany wheezed while leaning on her walker.
“And like, what do you want to do this week that you won’t be able to do as a little old lady? Want to have sex? Go for it! I know i’m going to with literally any guy that’s still willing! Sex as a granny is the best! Like I said - it’s all elderly down there so no muss, no fuss… just have a lot of lube on hand!” Alexis cackles rubbing her wrinkly bare thigh suggestively.
“C’mon Brit, you’ve got to do it. I can’t have a roommate that’s young enough to be my great-great granddaughter! That’s weird. Plus you’ll totally make fun of me for how many times I have to go pee throughout the night!” Kelsey says with a shrill croaking old voice.
Britney suddenly felt very awkward about being the only young woman in the entire dormatory. She looked at her smooth hands and legs and the wrinkly faces of her friends and then sighed.
“Okay… make me old.” She says wincing, hoping that she wouldn’t regret this.
The elderly coeds cheered as Alexis hobbled forward and applied the machine to Britney’s neck. It felt slightly warm and there was a sensation of suctioning as it whizzed on.
Britney felt her body begin to rapidly jostle. It felt a bit like being on one of those carnival rides that spins you with centripetal force. She was vibrating so quickly that she couldn’t really observe her own aging as it was happening. But to her surprise she didn’t feel like her energy and vitality was being sucked away, rather she felt more like all of the weight of her stress was being lifted from her shoulders. She felt lighter. Sure she could feel her body begin to naturally sag and stoop. She could feel her cheeks slide down her face and her breasts pooling at the bottom of her bra cups, but the feeling of the process as a whole was a bit euphoric.
When the machine finally stopped Britney instinctively brought her hand up to her line of sight. Her eye sight was a bit fuzzier but close up she could see the veined gnarled elderly hand in front of her, speckled with age spots. She felt her wrinkled jowls and her thin lips that were sucked inward.
“I lost muh teef!” Were the first words she said upon becoming 88 years old.
“Yeah! Welcome to the denture club!” Haley squeals enthusiastically.
Britney reaches a trembling hand around to rub her back as a new persisting ache is radiating from there and her knees appear to be a bit swollen. She looks down at her wrinkled calves.
“I shouldn’t have worn a skirt to his.” She says giving a wrinkly frown to her exposed old legs.
“Oh don’t be silly! Own your new age Winnie! Show off those vericose veins!” Alexis says with a cackle.
“I wonder if that’s what Danica McKeller will look like when she’s old.” Tiffany asks referring to the actress that Britney resembled.
“She’s already kind of starting to look like that a bit.” Bella says with a wrinkled smirk.
“I wouldn’t knock how she looks. She looks young enough to be all of our great granddaughter.” Britney says grasping the cane on the back of her chair and getting up to her feet. She was stooped over a bit and her legs were shaky, she could feel her modest breasts sway with each step. She hobbles over to the tattooed granny next to her who holds out a shaking hand.
“Thanks for doing this Brit. I didn’t want to be old by myself.” Kelsey says quietly to her friend.
Britney winks a sunken eye at her roommate. The two of them now looks like they had been close for over half a century.
“Anything for you Kels, we’re going to be roommates when we’re in a nursing home too right?” Britney asks with smile.
“You know it!” Her punk friend nods her grey and pink head.
“For now i’m just looking forward to when some guy in the hallway goes ‘Errr you’re not wearing a bra! Show us yer tits! Errrr!!!’ and I can give him an eye full of these!” Kelsey rattles lifting up her tank top halfway to her neck to reveal a pair of shriveled, dangling pale breasts that were sagging toward the floor.
Britney and the rest of the girls nearly all had heart attacks laughing. But there was also a twinkle in the elderly freshman’s eye as she looked at her 88 year friends exposed chest and wondered what it would be like this week if they got a bit tipsy and she had the opportunity to cup those sagger in her hands. She made mental plans to crack out the wine coolers tonight…
“Okay girls… or you I say ladies! Senior Week has officially begun!” Alexis declared with a wheeze.
“Woooo!” the old women all yell excitedly like they are girls at spring break.
“Okay! Get whatever supplies you need.” Alexis instructs.
“Um I think I need to get changed into a pair of depends… we obviously didn’t know what this was at first and well… i’m wearing a pair of my sexy panties and I don’t want old lady control issues to ruin them!” Britney explains.
“Good call, I need to get some diapers on too. With this big old saggy ass, you better believe I had big old granny farts.” Tiffany cackles, patting her on the back with a wrinkled hand.
“All right girls, grab your canes and old lady undergarments and let's head down to the showers and give those Porky’s wannabe mother fuckers a real show!” Alexis cackles triumphantly.
A few minutes later the boy in Alexis’ hallway were confused and disgusted as a parade of scantily clad elderly women hobbled out of that hot blonde girls room with the assistance of canes and walkers. The old women blew kisses at the boys and pinched their butts with shaky old hands. Soon the hallways were completely clear as the rowdy boys ran in fear from the six brazen old women.
THE END.