Post by kingfaraday on Aug 26, 2017 9:48:28 GMT -6
The Fairest
By Chrono Eclipse
I was once the fairest woman in all the land. Here I am in my early forties yet I hold a body with greater beauty and youth than women twenty years younger than myself. For decades men have lusted and fought for a touch of my soft delicate skin. A look at my pert sumptuous breast. A rub of my dainty beautiful feet. My face is so beautiful even the mirrors worshiped me. But as always things change, and now by some misshapen twist of fate a girl has arisen who even surpasses me in beauty. That is something I could not stand. So I must destroy her. But at what lengths will I go to, to become the fairest in the land once more? The greatest sacrifices are needed for the greatest results. Therefore I have conceded to briefly loose my beauty (something I vow never to bring myself to ever again) to trick her into eating a poison apple.
I have begun the ancient magic to age my body. I wish to see, despite my conscience, what changes occur to my body. So here I stand in the nude in front of my favorite mirror. I writhe in pain as the magic takes affect. I stair closely as tiny lines begin to creep around my eyes. I know this is just the beginning but even this makes me cringe in disgust. Not long after a watched as my whole body began to change shape as my breasts, my cheeks, my ass, every curve, every inch of flesh I took pride in began to sag lower and wrinkle like I had taken a bath for much to many hours. I held my hand up and stared at its back. Thick purple lines were visible as it bent and wrinkled then skin thinner and transparent. I had a horrible thought. ‘If this is what my hand looks like then…’ I slowly looked down to my bare feet. They were once soft, delicate, beyond cute. Every one of my lovers took great pleasure in massaging them night after night and painting the nails of their toes. I would wiggle my toes and stretch my long sexy legs in pleasure. Now my legs were thin withered sticks and my feet, my feet were covered in wrinkles and veins. Those small beautiful toes were bent with age and they were bony. I looked back to the mirror and gasped. My firm bouncy breasts had lost there perky disposition and now hung low onto my belly which pooched out, a wrinkled gut where once was a firm flat belly of a young woman.
My breasts were beyond recognition. They no longer had any shape, like two wrinkled empty flesh colored sacks. My behind was the same, now leaning down to touch my hurting cottage cheese thighs. My long shiny dark hair had turned gray and white and hung scraggily down my bent over, skeletal back. My whole face was a collapsed collage of wrinkles. I stared at the body which only moments before any man in the world would give his life to touch and hold. In its place was the withered crone. I grabbed my robe and placed it over my now 90 year old body “For Snow White” I thought. Soon she would be dead and this would all be worth it. I began to laugh. The laugh of the fairest woman in the land.
The End
By Chrono Eclipse
I was once the fairest woman in all the land. Here I am in my early forties yet I hold a body with greater beauty and youth than women twenty years younger than myself. For decades men have lusted and fought for a touch of my soft delicate skin. A look at my pert sumptuous breast. A rub of my dainty beautiful feet. My face is so beautiful even the mirrors worshiped me. But as always things change, and now by some misshapen twist of fate a girl has arisen who even surpasses me in beauty. That is something I could not stand. So I must destroy her. But at what lengths will I go to, to become the fairest in the land once more? The greatest sacrifices are needed for the greatest results. Therefore I have conceded to briefly loose my beauty (something I vow never to bring myself to ever again) to trick her into eating a poison apple.
I have begun the ancient magic to age my body. I wish to see, despite my conscience, what changes occur to my body. So here I stand in the nude in front of my favorite mirror. I writhe in pain as the magic takes affect. I stair closely as tiny lines begin to creep around my eyes. I know this is just the beginning but even this makes me cringe in disgust. Not long after a watched as my whole body began to change shape as my breasts, my cheeks, my ass, every curve, every inch of flesh I took pride in began to sag lower and wrinkle like I had taken a bath for much to many hours. I held my hand up and stared at its back. Thick purple lines were visible as it bent and wrinkled then skin thinner and transparent. I had a horrible thought. ‘If this is what my hand looks like then…’ I slowly looked down to my bare feet. They were once soft, delicate, beyond cute. Every one of my lovers took great pleasure in massaging them night after night and painting the nails of their toes. I would wiggle my toes and stretch my long sexy legs in pleasure. Now my legs were thin withered sticks and my feet, my feet were covered in wrinkles and veins. Those small beautiful toes were bent with age and they were bony. I looked back to the mirror and gasped. My firm bouncy breasts had lost there perky disposition and now hung low onto my belly which pooched out, a wrinkled gut where once was a firm flat belly of a young woman.
My breasts were beyond recognition. They no longer had any shape, like two wrinkled empty flesh colored sacks. My behind was the same, now leaning down to touch my hurting cottage cheese thighs. My long shiny dark hair had turned gray and white and hung scraggily down my bent over, skeletal back. My whole face was a collapsed collage of wrinkles. I stared at the body which only moments before any man in the world would give his life to touch and hold. In its place was the withered crone. I grabbed my robe and placed it over my now 90 year old body “For Snow White” I thought. Soon she would be dead and this would all be worth it. I began to laugh. The laugh of the fairest woman in the land.
The End