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Post by timewarpee on Nov 15, 2019 17:31:01 GMT -6
I also think it would be fun to see something go sideways with the aging of the young ladies--plus, it might be fun to see what Amy would be like mentally at say 50, 70 and 90. I would love to see something happen to the two guys---plus it might be fun to see side effects happen to our 3 main characters from being near the machine so much when it is used, as well as maybe the side effects happening to a few of the ones the machine has already been used on
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Post by chronoeclipse on Nov 16, 2019 15:22:52 GMT -6
New installment should be up tonight or tomorrow - but your suggestion has sparked some thoughts. So I've put up a poll in regards to what people would like to happen to Dave and Mikey, our two main dudes.
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Post by chronoeclipse on Nov 16, 2019 19:26:48 GMT -6
“It took a few days of arguing and threatening a break-up but Amy managed to convince hard-headed Dave to meet up with Fernando and ask him to come back to the team. They agreed to meet at this little sandwich place along the Venice Beach boardwalk. They have this fantastic grilled chicken melt there… but that’s besides the point. I’m just saying, if you’re ever in the area go there and check it out - your taste buds will thank you! Anyway, where was I? Right Dave, Amy and Mikey drive down there to meet Fernando and grovel and whatnot in the hopes that he forgives them and comes back on board. Naturally, Mikey was told to sit and wait in the car.”
Dave, Amy and Fernando are sitting around a small table outside of a quiet eatery. Fernando has his arms folded and his jaw clenched. Amy was looking at Fernando sympathetically while Dave was looking like a kid whose mom was making him apologize to the neighbors for breaking their window.
“I’m sorry okay! I shouldn’t have done that.” Dave mumbles grudgingly.
“Sorry for what?” Fernando asks raising his eyebrow.
“For doing whatever it is that made you quit.” Dave said in an exasperated voice.
“Which was…?” Fernando pressed.
Dave sighs. “For making you old without telling you, then making you mentally old without your permission and leaving you like that for an afternoon…” He blurts out and then slumps in his chair.
“And for trying to pretend you didn’t but changing Fernando back and wiping his memory of it.” Amy adds.
“WHOSE SIDE ARE YOU ON!?” Dave exclaims.
Amy puts a hand gently on his arm. “Yours… both of yours.” She saw with an optimistic smile.
Dave shakes his head in frustration. “Fine, and i’m sorry for changing you back but trying to pretend that nothing had happened to you.”
Fernando mulls over the apology for a moment and then nods. “Fine then. Apology accepted.” He says.
“So you’ll come back?” Dave asks surprised it was that easy.
“No. I think not.” Fernando says dismissively.
“C’mon Fernando! You gotta come back! We’re a team - you need us!” Dave insists.
“I will do fine on my own, thank you very much. I am very, how do you say it? Well endowed. I was made to thrive here. This is the San Fernando Valley and *I* am FERNANDO!” The pony-tailed man says dramatically with a flourish of his hands.
Amy giggles and Dave rolls his eyes.
“The Valley wasn’t named after you pal! And dudes with big packages are a dime a dozen around here. Don’t you want to be part of something different? Something special?” Dave states with passion.
Fernando rubs his chiseled chin. “Is it truly Fernando who needs you or….”
“Fine. We need you okay? You’re the only guy with a body like yours who doesn’t get queasy at the idea of fucking college coeds that have been aged into 90-year-old grannies.” Dave concedes.
Fernando tilts his head in agreement. “It is true - your aging device and your approach to pornography truly fascinates me.”
“See! We need each other!” Dave insists.
Fernando holds his hand up. “Ah but what are you going to do to make amends?”
Dave slides his hand down his face and sighs. “Okay fine, we’ll cut you in for a percentage of the profits. You won’t be a paid talent anymore you’ll be a co-investor and fellow producer.”
Fernando holds out his hand to shake but then pulls it back at the last minute. “Equal partnership.”
“Yeah, fine. Three-ways, you, me and Mikey.” Dave says holding his hand out to close the deal.
“Four ways.” Fernando says firmly.
Dave looks at him confused.
“You wonder why this beautiful flower wishes to play in Fernando’s garden. It is because Fernando treats her with respect.” He says taking Amy’s hand and kissing it.
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me…. Fine. Four-way partnership. Me, Amy, You and Mikey.” Dave says causing Amy to jump up and squeal in excitement like the teenager she now appeared to be.
The three of them shook on it and began to hash out the new division of responsibilities. While they met, Mikey waited a few blocks away in the passenger seat of Dave’s convertible. He was looking at the video of Betty’s shoot on his phone, going back and forth through the blowjob scene where she became young again. He would move his thumb across the cursor and watch in amusement as the young woman aged and wrinkled with Fernando’s dick in her mouth then let it play and watched her rejuvenate once more. He did this again and again to kill the time.
“Young… Old… Young… Old… College… Retirement… Sexy… Shriveled… Senior Varsity… Senior citizen… blow job…. Gum job....” He says getting a rise in his pants from this.
“Ah man, I wish we were shooting another one of these right now.” He said to himself looking around the street.
He saw several hot young women walking down the street doing various things. He closed his eyes and imagined each one becoming a shriveled old crone.
There was the girl with the dirty blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, power-walking back to her car from her pilates class. She was wearing nothing but a sports-bra and spandex shorts with bright pink sneakers. Mikey watched her and imagined her slowing and aging with each step until the last stretch to the car the woman was a grey pony-tailed granny hobbling down the side-walk with the aid of a walker. Her empty withered tits pooling at the bottom of her sports bra and her shriveled legs no longer filling out her spandex shorts as she hobbled to her car.
Walking in the opposite direction was a couple of preppy-looking young brunette girls walking in designer dresses clearly doing some retail therapy at the boutiques down here. They had popped out of one of the stores, bags in hand like they were in a commercial, laughing and comparing outfits. He imagined them suddenly wearing dowdy old housecoats - the kind you’d see some old crone in a nursing home wearing. Their hair no longer in long fashionable styles but in short-cropped pin curls. He imagined bifocals with beaded chains balancing on their pristine young noses and hearing aids coming out of their young ears. Instead of fancy boutique bags they were carrying plastic pharmacy bags along with wooden canes. One of the girls was pulling out a pair of red panties she had just purchased and showing it off to her friend with a giggle but as Mikey pictured it in his head the girl was pulling out a pair of depends and explaining to her friend how she no longer had control of her bladder. He watched as the pair walked down the street, aging to match these accessories in Mikey’s head until two frail old women hobbled around the corner.
Then he spotted a beautiful redheaded woman strutting out of the coffee shop. Clearly picking up her morning latte on the way to an audition. Her suitcase became an oxygen tank that snaked up to her now wrinkled upper lip and entered her nostrils. He imagined her sitting down into a motorized wheelchair and packing on the pounds as her gorgeous body became lumpy and wrinkled. Her beauty marks puffed into moles all over her body and her teeth became dentures.
“Excuse me- what are you doing?” The woman’s voice, with a slight Irish lilt to it, punctuated Mikey’s fantasy.
He realized that he had been holding up his hands to form a frame with his fingers around her and while he had been lost in his imagination the woman had spied him and was now standing beside the car demanding to know what he was up to.
Mikey scrambled to sit up in his seat and make sure the blow job video wasn’t visible on his phone screen.
“Oh I was just… I’m a film producer!” He blurted out suddenly.
The young woman’s demeanor changed from scandalized to intrigued. “Oh! That…. Doesn’t answer my question but I am an actress…” She says fixing her long red hair with her fingers quickly.
“Yeah I know… I mean, I got that sense.” Mikey said with a grin.
The redhead smirks and looks down at her feet. “Ah, I would hope i’m not that desperate looking.”
“No! No! You’re great! I was just thinking you would look great in a future project.” He says quickly.
The Redhead’s eyes twinkle. “I would love to hear more about it. My name is Grainne Hale.”
Mikey nods. “Grawn-ya. Heh, pretty name. Makes me think of Granny.”
Grainne laughs nervously. “Aye, if you find grans pretty I suppose…”
“Oh I should be upfront - I’m a producer of ADULT entertainment.” Mikey explains.
“Ah… You mean like pornography? I- I don’t think I can do that. Not for the reasons you might think! I just - i’m starting out, just moved here really and having pornos as your first few credits, well, it creates a bit of a stigma doesn’t it?” She explains.
Mikey nods in agreement. “Yeah totally, totally… but hey! What if you could get paid for the work AND no one would ever know it’s you?”
“Well that would be a beast of another color wouldn’t it?” Grainne said with an intrigued smile. “But how would that work now? You planning on filming me with a paper bag over my head?” She asks.
“Ha ha no nothing like that - it’ll actually really test your acting abilities… do you have an objection to wearing an adult diaper?” He asks.
She looks at him confused. “Like what old people wear to keep from pissing and shitting themselves…?”
‘CARIBBEAN QUEEN! NOW WE’RE SHARING THE SAME DREAM! AND OUR HEARTS THEY BEAT AS ONE… NO MORE LOVE ON THE RUN!’ Mikey’s phone began blasting.
Mikey holds up a finger. “Hang on one sec-” He answers the phone. “Hello? Harold? Dude! Good to hear from you man!”
Across town, at a senior center payphone the old man is huddled conspiratorially. “Mikey! I don’t have a lot of time so i’ll make this quick.”
Mikey looks concerned. “Oh no, Harold! Are you all right? Are you in the hospital?” He asks.
Beside the car Grainne can tell this call may take a while so she motions to Mikey that she has to run to get to her audition and passes him her card.
Mikey looks at it and smiles at her waving goodbye.
Over in the senior center Harold shakes his head. “No! No! I’m fine my dear boy. I have a plan - a plan to get back with Prudence! To make us young again!” He hisses into the phone.
Back at the car Mikey furrows his brow. “I don’t know man, I could have gotten into a lot of trouble last time. I promised Dave I wouldn’t try and break any more old people out of nursing homes ever again.”
“But that’s the thing! You wouldn’t be breaking any OLD people out! You bring the device to US! No one is going to arrest you for taking a couple of YOUNG folks out of a nursing home! Heck, they’d probably just kick us all right out themselves!” Harold explains.
Mikey thinks it over. “So wait, you want me to bring the aging pad over to the nursing home and we’ll make you and Prudence young again there?”
Harold nods vigorously. “Precisely! And - for being such a champ and helping a poor old man reunite with his lost love I thought up an extra special bonus - this gal who resides in the room next to Pruddie’s! Her name is Mildred - Millie for short! I’ve seen pictures of her from back in the day hanging in her room. She was QUITE the looker! You should’ve seen the gams on her! And her tush! Cute as a bug’s ear! I’m tellin’ ya!” Harold describes with the enthusiasm of an old-timey car salesman.
Mikey looks skeptical. “Uh yeah, that sounds great Harold… so you want me to make her young too?” He asks not sure where the old guy was going with this.
“No! Not for me sonny! Prudence is all the woman I need! I was thinkin’ Millie for you! Make her young again and she’ll jump right into your arms, boy you betcha!” Harold exclaims causing one of the staff across the room to yell at him to pipe down.
“Uh okay… well I’ll see what I can do.” Mikey says not sure about this plan.
“Okay - Meet me at the parking lot of the old drive-in movie theatre at sundown tomorrow night.” Harold directs.
“Uh old drive-in? I have no idea where that is.” Mikey explains.
Harold sighs. “The tanning Salon off of route 60…. Meet me in the back parking lot.”
“Okay man, but if this goes south i’m a ghost okay?” Mikey states.
Dave and Amy approach the car. “Okay well i’m glad that’s over!” Dave announces opening the car door.
Mikey quickly hangs up the phone and hops in the back so Amy can sit shotgun. Amy leans over and kisses Dave.
“Awww you handle it with aplomb and grace.” She says with a giggle.
“What happened? Is Fernando back?” Mikey asks.
“Yeah - and it only cost us half the company.” Dave says rolling his eyes as they drive back to the hotel.
As the group enters the hotel lobby a teenage girl is at the front desk.
“Please - can you just check and see if my mom left ANY messages about where she was going or ANYTHING?” The young woman asks.
The receptionist shrugs. “I looked when you called. Colleen didn’t even clock out from her last shift.” He replies and then adds. “Honestly, if she hasn’t been home for the past few days i’d go to the police.” He advises her.
“I did! They won’t file it as a missing persons because she answers her phone and says she’s okay!” The daughter explains.
Dave and Amy share concerned glances at one another as they hurry onto the elevator.
Once they get up to the room the group sets up for their next shoot.
“Okay so Fernando isn’t starting back with us until tomorrow so I booked us a little girl-on-girl action.” Dave explains.
A few minutes later he opens the door to the suite and ushers in two extremely attractive blonde girls - one with a light blonde pixie cut and the other with long golden blonde hair.
After a bit of hair and make-up and form signing Dave has them sitting on the bed together in nothing but their bras and panties.
The girl with the pixie cut wearing powder blue underwear waves at the camera.
“Hi i’m Kristi and i’m 18 years old.”
The slightly taller, bustier girl with long hair wearing a lavender set of underwear tilts her head with a smile. “And i’m Kayla! I’m also 18!”
“And you guys are best friends?” Dave asks.
“Yep!” Kristi says.
“And we’d do aaaaaaanything together!” Kayla says in a lusty voice and then giggles. “Just kidding! Just kidding!... Well kinda.” She says with another giggle looking at Kristi.
“Yeah kinda.” Kristi says busting into her own giggle fit.
“Oh wow! Okay… well we’ll have to put that to the test. How long have you guys been friends for?” Dave asks.
The two girls look at one another doing the math in their head.
“Uh 2 and a half years?” Kristi asks.
“No! 3 and a half! 3 and a half! We met like toward the beginning of freshman year.” Allie corrects.
“Nice. And have you guys ever kissed before?” Dave asks.
The two teenagers grin wryly at one another. “Yeah….” They say in unison.
“Well can you kiss each other now….” Dave prompts.
Allie tucks her hair out of her face and the two girls lean over to one another and press their pouty lips together making out with each other for several minutes.
“Ah perfect! So good!.... So have you guys ever been in a three-some together?” Dave asks.
“Oh yeah.” Allie says nodding vehemently.
“How many times?” Dave asks.
The two girls again do the math in their heads.
“Uh does blowing a guy at the same time count?” Kristi asks.
“Yeah, sure, why not?” Dave responds.
“Three times then!” Kristi declares.
“Ha! The way you guys were doing the math in your heads I thought it was going to be in double digits.” Dave replied.
The two girls laughed and blushed a little.
“So you guys are BFFs - Best friends FOREVER huh?” He prompts.
Allie nods. “Oh totally! We’re like going to be roommates together in like the nursing home in 70 years like reminding each other to put our dentures in!” She says with a laugh.
“Oh my god! Fantastic. I can’t believe you just said that. You’re too perfect.” Dave says holding his hand up to his mouth in disbelief and Mikey and Amy laugh at the irony.
“What? It’s totally true! Allie and I are like going to be roommates next year.” Kristi points out.
“Yeah totally totally - but like going back to you growing old together - any thoughts as to what the other might look like?” Dave asks still chuckling to himself.
The two girls look at one another and laugh at the thought.
“Kristi is probably going to be one of those shrunken little old ladies that’s all like shriveled and like trying to give Werthers candies to kids she doesn’t know.” Allie says with a smirk.
Kristi slaps her playfully. “Oh thanks! Well I think Allie’s tits will be like down to her waist and she’s going to be all like trolling the old folks home for that grandpa D.”
The two girls laugh.
“Awesome, I guess we’ll see who’s guess was closest in a bit.” Dave says ominously as he moves to direct them into the first part.
What change does he do once they get going?
A) Age Allie into her 40s first B) Age Allie into her 60s first C) Age Allie into her 80s first D) Age Kristi into her 40s first E) Age Kristi into her 60s first F) Age Kristi into her 80s first G) Age them both into their 40s H) Age them both into their 60s I) Age them both into their 80s
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bob
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Post by bob on Nov 16, 2019 19:32:04 GMT -6
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niddlyby43
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Age before beauty.
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Post by niddlyby43 on Nov 16, 2019 20:09:11 GMT -6
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Post by thetreerollins on Nov 16, 2019 23:17:21 GMT -6
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Post by camstoonia on Nov 18, 2019 8:07:21 GMT -6
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Post by timewarpee on Nov 20, 2019 14:55:44 GMT -6
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Post by timewarpee on Nov 30, 2019 12:59:30 GMT -6
Change mine to A
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Post by tej2506 on Dec 1, 2019 9:15:39 GMT -6
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Post by 123anon987 on Dec 6, 2019 18:51:03 GMT -6
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Post by chronoeclipse on Sept 26, 2022 13:38:17 GMT -6
I wrote a new updated version of this story with all-new AP transformation scenes. You can find it on my Patreon (available at any tier): www.patreon.com/ChronoEclipse
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