Post by chronoeclipse on Nov 28, 2017 20:23:46 GMT -6
A while ago I had an idea for a bit of an AP project. I'd take a scene I laid out in my head and write it 5 different ways:
1) Once with both physical and mental AP
2) With mental AP but without awareness
3) With physical AP but without awareness
4) With physical AP and awareness of the change
5) With mental AP and awareness of the change
So I wrote out each scene and over the next week or so i'm going to share all 5 with the group one at a time. What I would like from everyone who reads the story (in addition to whatever general feedback, thoughts, general comments you have) is to reply in the comments: What would you like to happen next. Just a quick couple lines about what you imagine or wish to happen following the scene you've just read.
Also when they have all been posted I would love to hear from everyone about which of the 5 they enjoyed the most.
Here is the first scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “PHYSICAL AND MENTAL AGE SWAP” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
Both teens had their eyes tightly closed as they enjoyed the pleasure of sex. But suddenly as Ethan rocked back and forth into Ashley the poor girl suddenly aged 72 years to the age of 90 years old. Her well-conditioned copper hair turned light gray and fell lifelessly around her head. Her face pruned massively as her cherubic young face suddenly matured with decades of laugh lines, stress lines and frown lines piling onto it. Her eyes sunk deep into her skull, they were still framed by the heavy eye-liner. Her lip ring now adorned thin, sour lips. Her teeth disappeared completely. Her rose cheeks sloped into wrinkly jowls and her neck pooled forward into a waddle under her chin. Her perky tits shriveled and collapsed under Ethan’s chest, they sloped down and out, dangling off the sides of Ashley’s now visible ribcage. The colorful tattoo on her midsection looked absurd, now a completely warped and unidentifiable splotch of rainbow adorning her wrinkly soft waist that hung in folds along with her toneless pooching belly. Her pussy aged around Ethan’s member, drying and loosening, her labia drooping and flapping against his balls. The landing strip of soft chestnut hair now becoming a tuft of pure white pubes. Her thighs and calves lost all tone and definition. All of her time running and skate boarding lost from decades of seeming un-use as cellulite formed and muscle vanished leaving wrinkled, veiny skin bunching around her bones. Her knees became swollen and knobby. They popped a bit as she unraveled them from around Ethan’s legs. Her petite feet became veined and liver spotted as her dainty toes curled and bent from arthritis. The soles of her feet became clammy and her heels hardened and cracked. Her body shrunk a few inches as well as her body shriveled into how it would look when she was 90 years old. She pawed at Ethan’s bare back awkwardly with trembling gnarled hands. He thrust again into her loose aged vagina causing her to let out a shaky old moan.
“Ooo you like that baby?” Ethan asked feeling like something suddenly was not right.
“Ehhhh?” Ashley let out a horse sound of confusion.
Ethan opened his eyes to see an ancient looking wrinkled old woman with his girlfriend make-up, lip ring and hair style laying beneath him.
“Ashley!?” He exclaimed suddenly feeling like he was going to be sick.
Ashley slowly opened her sunken eyes and looked up at the handsome young man hovering above her.
“Eh? What’s that? Speak up sonny!” She rasped in a shrill tinny voice sounding nothing like the lyrical seductive voice she had moments ago. She brought her shaky veiny hand up to her now hairy ear to help her hear him better.
Ethan realized he was still inside the old woman and quickly slid out and jumped away.
“What the fuck happened to you? Y-you’re old!” He said now getting a good glimpse at what her naked body looked like at 90 years old. Every wrinkle and fold, all of the loose discolored skin dangling from her creaky old bones. He saw her faded malformed tattoos on her pale sagging body and began dry heaving.
Ashley felt very confused and disoriented. She didn’t understand why this young man was in her room yelling at her and… where were her clothes!? She reached down with great effort and pulled Ethan’s bedsheet over her shriveled naked body.
“You call yourself a home health care worker!?” Ashley shrieked at him determining that he must be the registered nurse that comes to take care of her. “I’m calling your agency and filing a complaint! You can’t come sneaking in on an old woman while she’s… she’s… what was I doing again?” She asked very meekly suddenly feeling very frail and senile, peaking under the sheet to confirm that she was, in fact, completely naked.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
Then suddenly decades seemingly melted off of her aged body. With every rock of her chair her aged tumbled downward. Her wispy gray and white hair began to regain color, becoming thicker and healthier and turning a golden blonde color, the wavy locks framed her face in a kind of modern pixie cut. On the other end of her body arthritis left her toes as they straightened and uncurled on the fluffy carpet. Her toenails became thinner and shinier as the yellow color vanished. Veins and age spots were no longer visible on the tops of her soft cute feet. Muscle tone began refilling her arms and legs as the skin smoothed and tightened around it. Vericose veins in her legs vanished, no longer marring the now creamy alabaster look of her shapely thighs. The blob of sagging wrinkled flesh that was her torso – where her shriveled empty tits rested on her wrinkly paunch reformed into the shapely mid-section of a teenage girl. Her belly melted back into a flat toned stomach and her breasts magically refilled into shapely orbs and levitated up her chest until their floated perkily under her chin, pushing the granny gown out and popping her top button revealing a gracious amount of smooth cleavage. Her back straightened and she regained several inches of height she had lost over the years. Her hands no longer shook as the fingers straightened out and became dainty looking. Her neck smoothed back, the turkey waddle lifting and tucking in better than any plastic surgery imaginable. Her sloping wrinkled jowly cheeks rose up and regained color as all of the lines on her face vanished. Her lips plumped out and regained a bit of natural red color, backed by a set of straight pearly white teeth. Her nose slightly upturned into a cute button nose. Her cheekbones were a bit more defined now that the puffy wrinkled skin has youthened around them and her eyes were big pools of blue twinkling with youthful excitement. Her ass unflattened and toned into two tight little ass cheeks, lifting her slightly. And finally her vagina rejuvenated back to its sexual awakening, her scraggly grey pubes in her granny panties refilling into a soft down bush of blonde hair. The vaginal lips regaining their color as her pussy tightened and became moist. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body emanating from her vagina. The now 18 year old Margaret shivered and wiggled in the rocking chair, her heart beating faster as she quickly unbuttoned the ragged old gown she was wearing and probed her body with her young hands.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the chair rocking back and forth.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He called from the kitchen.
The TV was way too loud and he figured there was no way she could hear him over that. He grabbed the bowl and walking into the living room. He heard a young girl making horny gasps and moans. He figured it was coming from upstairs and rolled his eyes. He finally walked over to the table and grabbed the remote from next to the glass of dentures and hit the ½ mute button.
“Margaret dear, I made you some oatmeal.” He said politely and then turned and went wide-eyed.
Jacob’s heart stopped for a moment because instead of a sweet little shriveled old great-grandmother was a beautiful blonde girl about his age who was fondling her own perky breast under her flimsy green night gown and clearly probing between her thighs with the other hand. The girl caught herself and slowly slid her hands off of where they were, looking up at Jacob with a mix of sheepish embarrassment and lust.
“Please, call me Peggy.” She said in a perky young voice and held out the hand that had just been stroking her own clit to shake the boys hand.
Jacob was frozen for a moment but put the oatmeal down on the tray and took the girls delicate hand in his. His heart was racing as he gave a bit of a dazed smile and lifted the hand to his lips to kiss it like a gentleman.
“Hi Peggy.” He managed to say through his disbelief.
Peggy blushed at having her hand kissed. She glanced at the show on TV for a moment and then at the brown haired boy in front of her. She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him with her big beautiful eyes.
“These guys on this soap opera are super cute… but you’re like, way cuter!” She said with a giggle and an insinuating wink.
A few minutes later Ethan came running down the steps.
“Dude! Dude! Something’s happened to Ashley! She’s like ancient! She became totally granny-fied all of the sudden!” Ethan yelled as he was bounding down the stairs.
At the top of the stairs a shrill voice yelled. “Helloooooo? Young man? Can you help me to the bathroom? My bladder… it ain’t what it used to be!” Ashley called down and then chuckled.
Ethan looked in the kitchen and didn’t see Jacob and then looked and saw the TV was muted and no one appeared to be sitting in his Nana’s chair.
“Jacob? Nana?” He called as he turned the corner into the living room and heard a squeaking bed and high pitched moans and squeals coming from the other room.
He walked through the living room into the hallway and the moans grew louder. He opened the door to his Nana’s room and was shocked to see Jacob, with his boxers around his ankles laying on his Nana’s bed as a completely naked blonde teenage girl was fucking him from on top.
“Dude! What the fuck? Who is this!? Where’s Nana!?” Ethan yelled angry and confused.
Jacob looked over to see his friend and panicked.
“Ethan! I can totally explain!” He began rambling.
But Peggy screamed at the sight of Ethan walking in on them and tossed one of her pillows at her great-grandson.
“Oh my god! Get OUT of here you perv!” She yelled covering her perky breasts.
Here is the second scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “MENTAL AGE SWAP – AWARENESS OFF” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
“This what you wanted?” Ethan asked with a cocky smile as he thrust deeply into Ashley’s soaking wet pussy.
“Oooo yeahhh!” Ashley said in a high pitched horny squeal.
She continued to moan louder with each thrust as her tight young body slid across Ethans but suddenly her mind aged over 70 years and her loud moans of ecstasy turned to slight moans of confusion.
“Ooo you like that baby?” Ethan asked wondering if he was suddenly doing something wrong.
“Ehhhh?” Ashley rasped in a still young pretty voice, opening her eyes and looking around blearily.
Ethan opened his eyes to see Ashley looking around seemingly confused.
“This good for you baby?” He asked again continuing to pump into her and now reaching up to squeeze her bouncing tit.
“Eh? What’s that? Speak up sonny!” She creaked, sounding like a teenage girl doing an impression of her great-grandmother. She brought her pretty young hand up to her hear to help her hear him.
Ethan furrowed his brow at Ashley’s response but laughed it off assuming she was joking around.
“Quit being weird. It’s not a turn on.” He said as he leaned down to kiss her soft plump lips.
Ashley saw the young man leaning in to kiss her and suddenly realized he was thrusting in side of her and her eyes went wide.
“Heeeelp! I’m being attacked! Somebody help! This young man is trying to have his way with me!” Ashley screeched causing Ethan to panic and immediately pull out of her and back away from the bed.
“Woah! Woah! Woah! This was your idea!!!” Ethan said quickly covering his exposed junk and holding up his hand to signal her to calm down.
The naked teenage girl sat up on the bed and drew in on herself, suddenly feeling very scared and uncertain about her surroundings.
“Wh-who are you?” The tattooed brunette asked the naked young man in front of her, trying to recall the answer herself.
“Who am I? C’mon stop fucking around… I’m Ethan!” He yelled not finding any of this funny.
“Ethan…” Ashley said slowly trying to recall why that name was so significant. Finally her face lit up at the recollection.
“Oh! Ethan my nurse!” She said with a bright smile with still a hint of uncertainty.
“No I’m-“ He began to correct her but she cut him off.
“Well shame on you Ethan!” She scolded suddenly realizing her nakedness and drawing the sheet over her young body.
“You call yourself a home health care worker?” Ashley continued. “I’m calling your agency and filing a complaint! You can’t come sneaking in on an old woman while she’s… she’s… what was I doing again?” She asked very meekly suddenly feeling very frail and senile, peaking under the sheet to confirm that she was, in fact, completely naked.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
Then suddenly her mind began regressing decades as she sat there. Her posture got a bit better as her demeanor appeared less worn down, even though her body was still old and withered. Then her posture shifted again to a more casual, irreverent way of sitting. She tossed her wrinkled leg over the arm of the rocking chair letting her wrinkled veiny foot dangle over the side. Her hip ached a bit from the contorted positioning – her joints were still stiff and frail, but she seemed to not notice the pain as she wiggled her winkled ass in the rocking chair smirking at the beefcakes on the TV. She was brimming with energy and a tingling sensation spread throughout her body emanating from her loose dry vagina. She giggled a bit as she watched the soap opera, not really paying attention to the story but more the attractive actors. She closed her eyes and fantasized a little bit, as her trembling hand found itself wandering up between the opening of her nightgown.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the old woman’s bony wrinkled foot and calve hanging over the side of the rocking chair as it seemed to be rocking at a decent pace.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He called from the kitchen.
The TV was way too loud and he figured there was no way she could hear him over that. He grabbed the bowl and walking into the living room. He heard croaking moans and horny gasps as he approached. He furrowed his brow in concern and hurried over to the tv quickly putting the oatmeal down on the tray and checking to see if the old woman was alright.
Jacob’s mouth dropped and his face turned red with embarrassment as he witnessed the 90 year old woman fondling her own shriveled breast with a palsied hand under her night gown. Granny Margaret caught herself and slowly slid her hand out from the gown and looked up at Jacob with a mix of sheepish embarrassment and lust.
“Woops, I guess you caught me red handed.” The old woman purred in a shaky old voice.
“Uh yeah… just uh, forget it.” He said wanting to get that image out of his head as fast as possible.
“I’m Peggy, what’s your name?” She asked him batting the eyelashes of her sunken old eyes.
Jacob assumed she must be sun downing or something.
“I’m uh Jacob… Ethan’s friend from school.” He told the old woman as she smirked at him and tucked her thin wrinkly bottom lip between her gums in an attempt to seem sexy and mischievous.
“These guys on this soap opera are super cute… but you’re like, way cuter!” She said with a giggle as she stretched out her bony old leg to him and rubbed her arthritic foot on the crotch of Jacobs jeans.
Jacob jumped back pushing her foot away gently. He grabbed the oatmeal and held it up as a barrier between him and the seemingly senile horny old woman.
“Okay so… here’s the Oatmeal you wanted. You said you were hungry…” He said hoping that would calm her down so that he could get the hell out of there.
Granny Margaret hopped out of the chair, much more quickly and agilely than a woman her age should. She was breathing heavy and looking at him with intense lust in her eyes as she sauntered toward him, crossing one shaky leg in front of the other. She appeared to be completely oblivious to her own fragility.
“Oh I’m starving… but not for that…” She purred again in a quavering voice and pushed the bowl away with her veiny palsied hand.
A few minutes later Ethan came walking down the steps.
“Dude! Ashley is being like super weird. She’s like acting like she’s a little old lady or something.” Ethan said in frustration as he entered the kitchen.
Ashley shuffled slowly to the top of the steps, despite her young, trim body and yelled down in a mock-shaky voice. “Young man, if you’re going to the store can you pick me up some Metamucil? My pipes are all backed up… It’s hell getting old!”
Ethan made a disgusted face at Ashley’s overshare about having trouble pooping.
“See what I mean? I don’t know what’s gotten into her. But it’s totally a turn off!” He said loud enough for Ashley to hear. She shrugged and shuffled back off to Ethan’s bedroom.
Ethan looked around noticing his friend wasn’t in the kitchen and his Nana didn’t appear to be sitting in her rocking chair. He walked into the living room and nearly vomited at the sight of his elderly great-grandmother sitting in only her granny panties on the couch. Her wrinkled legs were tucked under her as she had her bare pendulous old breasts pressed firmly against Jacob’s arm as he sat stiff as a board looking light a deer in headlights. The old woman was running her gnarled fingers through Jacob’s messy brown hair.
“Why so nervous? I won’t bite… hard.” She said with a giggle.
Ethan was horrified. He had never seen his grandmother act this way. She had some memory lapses and she’d wander sometimes and forget why but this was insane.
“Ewwww! Nana! What are you doing!? Put your clothes back on!” Ethan yelled embarrassed and worried that Jacob would tell everyone about this at school.
His grandmother scoffed, sounding offended and then hopped off the couch with fluidity and energy Ethan had never seen in her before. She waved her head from side to side in an ‘oh no you didn’t!’ kid of way and held out her bony shaking hand in the air with her finger up and her other hand on her hip.
“As if! Do I *look* like someone’s NANA to you?” She asked pursing her wrinkly lips and raising a snowy white eyebrow before folding her arms over her shriveled tits.
Here is the 3rd scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “PHYSICAL AGE SWAP- AWARENESS OFF” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
But as they continued to have frenzied sex Ashley’s body began to surge forward in age. Very quickly the rosy cheeks and youthful countenance of a high school senior were replaced with the slightly lined angular face of a woman over a decade out of school. Small lines appeared around her eyes, forehead and mouth and then began to deepen into wrinkles as grey hairs peppered her brown locks. Her slender toned body began to expand a bit and swell as muscle aged into flab and her body’s metabolism slowed. Ethan, who had his eyes closed as he held her tightly and rocked in and out of her felt the middle aged spread of her body cushion him as he fucked her but didn’t think anything of it other than how nice and soft her body suddenly felt. Ashley also had her eyes closed as she moaned in a huskier voice at each thrust. She rubbed her veined feet up and down Ethan’s legs and winced a bit at the clicking of her hip. She tilted her head up causing the slight roll of her double chin to bunch up while he cheeks softened into jowls as she was now over 3 times her normal age. Stretch marks marred her tattoos as they became stretch and distorted against her aging skin. She leaned up and kissed Ethan with thin pruning lips and reached up to fondle her own sagging right breast as she aged past the age of retirement. She thrust and grinded her pelvis into the teen boy’s as her pubes turned gray and her vagina dried and loosened. Her ass sagged and flattened against the bed as the flab she had gained in middle age began melting away leaving her thin again but nothing was toned. Loose wrinkled skin hung in folds from her arms and legs. Age spots began to generously sprinkle themselves across her hands, feet and chest. Her hair was completely gray and began to lighten into white. Her face became a puffy mass of wrinkles and her eyes sunk deeply into her skull and her lids grew heavy and crinkled. The tit she was squeezing shriveled into just a blob of shapeless flesh under her hand but she didn’t seem to notice as she continued to moan and pant and writhe her withered naked body in sexual pleasure. Finally as her hair thinned and became completely snow white and her teeth all fell out of her mouth Ashley was 90 years old. It had only taken a matter of moments and neither of them seemed to notice as Ethan continued to hammer his dick deeply into the shrunken old woman. She reached up with a veiny gnarled hand and cupped Ethan’s ass tightly.
“OH Baby that feels so good! Fuck me harder baby!” She exclaimed in a horny, shaking high pitched voice.
“You like that sexy?” He asked thrusting harder into her.
The old woman gasped and purred. “Oooo yeah…”
Ethan smiled and leaned over, pressing his young muscular body tightly against Ashley’s loose aged body and moved in to give the girl a hickey on her neck. His lips met wrinkly dangling neck skin of a 90 year olds flapping turkey waddle and he opened his eyes startled and saw the mass of pale wrinkled flesh under him.
“Ah!” He yelled jerking up, his dick thrust again as he did so causing the toothless old lady he was fucking to moan and grin.
“Ooo do that again. I love the feeling of your hard cock!” The old woman quavered in pleasure.
“A-Ashley!?” Ethan exclaimed in fear and disbelief at the sight of the shriveled white haired woman laying naked underneath him. She was his great-grandmothers age but she had Ashley’s tattoos and lip ring on her thin pruned lip. He quickly pulled out of her and stepped away from the bed.
“What?” Ashley asked in a slightly surprised annoyed tone at the realization he was pulling out of her. She opened her eyes to see what was the matter.
Ethan noticed that the old woman’s eyes, even though they were tired and age, surrounded by drooping wrinkled eye lids, were still Ashley’s pretty green eyes, surrounded by thick eyeliner that looked silly on this aged crone.
“You’re- you’re like super old!” He exclaimed having no idea what was going on.
Ashley propped up her old naked body on the bed and furrowed her winkled brow. Her trembling bony hand was still clutching her empty pendulous tit.
“I’m like 6 months YOUNGER than you. What do you only like freshmen girls now?” She asked with a wrinkly smirk.
“No you’re like all wrinkly! And you don’t have teeth anymore! How you suddenly get so old!?” He asked her wanting to vomit but not being able to take his eyes off her elderly form.
Ashley looked at him like he was crazy. She brought her hands up to her toothless mouth and felt her lips as they were sucked around her gums, assuring herself that she still had a set of perfectly straight teeth. She looked down at her body and just saw the lithe young body of a teenage girl.
“Um, what are you talking about? Is this some weird fetish thing? You want to fuck a shriveled little old lady? Kinky.” She said with a wrinkly grin and wiggled her body on his bed. “Now stop being weird and come back to bed… I want to feel your thick cock inside my soaking wet pussy…” She croaked seductively as she extended her pale, withered leg toward him and brushed his hard abs with her arthritic toes, then brought the elderly foot down to rub his semi-erect dick. Ethan looked down at the liver-spotted foot stroking his cock and thought about how it had been smooth and sexy just a few minutes ago and screamed.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
As she rocked slowly in her chair her body grew younger. Bit by bit the blonde color in her hair returned and her back straightened. Wrinkles lifted from her face as the skin of her body smoothed and tightened. Her boobs swelled and regained shape under her night gown and then slowly rose up her chest until they stuck straight out at attention. Her belly flattened and smoothed out, her waist synched and toned. Her legs seemed to lengthen and become fit and appealing, stretching out of the bottom of her gown. The veins marring her calves dissappeared and the swelling in her ankles subsided. Her nose was cute and small on her bright, perky looking teenage face and her lips plump and inviting. She still has a serious, dour look on her young face though as she sat with her smooth youthful hands folded on her toned thighs and continued to rock slowly in the chair engrossed in the soap opera. The TV seemed much louder all of the sudden and she reached for the remote with her slender hand that no longer trembled and turned the volume down, reaching over dentures that she no longer needed.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the chair rocking back and forth.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He called from the kitchen.
“Oh! Bring it over here young man. I have a bit of trouble getting around at my age.” The regressed woman said in a slow yet youthful voice.
Jacob nodded, thinking that granny Margaret had a pretty voice for her age. He shrugged and brought the bowl of oatmeal around to the woman sitting in the rocking chair. As he turned to hand it to her he gasped because instead of a sweet little shriveled old great-grandmother was an incredibly hot blonde girl about his age, sitting slumped in the rocking chair with her hands folded neatly in her lap.
He couldn’t believe it. He wondered if he was being punked but this girl was wearing the same clothes his friend’s great-grandmother had been wearing and the same hairstyle. If this was a practical joke he might as well roll with it!
“Uh… Granny Margaret?” He asked the girl, feeling really weird to call anyone so young and beautiful ‘granny’.
The rosy cheeked blonde looked up at him with slow recognition.
“Oh is that my oatmeal? What a sweet boy.” She said and slowly and carefully took the bowl into her smooth hands and began delicately spooning the food into her mouth, using her lips to do all of the work as if she was pretending he didn’t have any teeth.
Jacob stared at the hottie as she ate her oatmeal and watched her soap crushing hard on her. Granny Margaret sat, not oblivious to the staring, slumped forward in the chair letting her smooth cheeks droop in a tired frown. She rubbed her soft petite feet together on the fuzzy carpet.
“Young man, my feet are cold would you mind helping an old lady-“ She began to say but Jacob, looking at her cute feet and sexy legs immediately cut her off.
“I’ll warm them for you! Here let’s get you someplace more comfortable!!” He said enthusiastically and then reached down to help the teenage girl out of the rocking chair.
A few minutes later Ethan came running down the steps.
“Dude! Dude! Something’s happened to Ashley! She’s like ancient! She’s like at least 90 years old and like wrinkled head to toe with tits sagging down to her waist but she doesn’t even realize it!” Ethan yelled as he was bounding down the stairs.
Behind him the elderly Ashley was standing in ill fitting jean shorts pulled awkwardly over her wrinkly ass. Her shirt was around her crooked shoulders but was unbuttoned and hanging open revealing her soft saggy breasts. She was holding her socks and shoes in one hand, her cap in the other.
“Oh my god you’re such a freak! I can’t believe I ever liked you!!!” She screeched in a quavering voice as she attempted to run down the steps barefoot, her dangling boobs swaying back and forth. The arthritis in her lavender painted toes caused shooting pain up her wrinkled legs as she did so and forced her to slow down as she approached the bottom of the steps. She winced, tears welling up in her sunken eyes as she quickly buttoned enough buttons on her shirt to provide her modesty as she held up a crooked middle finger at Ethan and hobbled out of the house, slamming the door behind her.
“Seriously dude! Did you see that?” Ethan asked his friend in disbelief.
He looked around and noticed Jacob wasn’t there and then glanced in the living room and saw his Nana wasn’t in her rocking chair but the TV was still on.
He rounded the corner into the living room and saw Jacob sitting on the couch tenderly massaging the soft pink soles of a beautiful teenage girl.
“Hey whose the hottie?” Ethan asked flashing a smile at the cute blonde with the pixie cut seemingly enjoying the foot massage as she watched his Nana’s soap opera.
“Uh, I can explain!” Jacob began feeling a little nervous that Ethan wasn’t letting up on his practical joke.
Margaret, who hadn’t been listening to the two boys craned her pretty head and noticed Ethan standing there.
“Hi dear. Are you having a nice night? I know I am! What a sweet young man you’ve brought home. I told him my feet were cold and I just expected him to fetch me my slippers but instead he’s giving this poor old lady a foot rub!” She said with a pleased giggle.
Here is the 4th scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “PHYSICAL AGE SWAP- AWARENESS ON” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
Unfortunately for the two teens, in the midst of their love making Ashley’s body suddenly aged 72 years. Her long silky brown hair turned instantly white and thinned. The muscle of her arms and legs shrank away to nothing until just loose wrinkly skin clung to her bones. Her belly oozed outward as her waist was no longer trim and tight, the skin becoming puffy and crinkled. Her breasts immediately lost all shape and form, flopping downward between their naked bodies and dangling down toward the bed as withered empty sacks. Her body shrunk and her pussy loosened and dried around Ethan’s dick. He wasn’t getting the same sensation of tightness so he reached around to grab the girls round ass cheeks to pull her tighter to him. As he did so he felt the plump booty wrinkle and age into sagging, pancaking ass of a 90 year old woman. His fingers felt the wrinkled skin seep around them. Ashley reached up to kiss Ethan and he felt thin, crinkled lips meet his. He opened his eyes to see Ashley’s now incredibly wrinkled, aged face. Her sunken eyes still shut and her pruned lips pursed to kiss him again.
“Ashley!?” Ethan blurted out shocked and horrified.
“What?” Ashley asked with a smirk slowly opening her eyes.
She brought her hand up to Ethan’s cheek to caress it and saw the veiny shaking hand and the loose skin of her pale arm and immediately screamed.
Ethan, now realizing that he was still inside of this screaming naked elderly woman immediately pulled out and jumped away from the bed as Ashley held both of her hands and arms up in disbelief, looking down at her shrunken old body making her scream and cry even harder.
Ethan noticed that nicely maintained, very appealing vagina she had had moments ago was now a swollen chapped mess, adorned with a scraggly tuft of white pubic hair. She looked ancient.
“Oh my god! I’m like a shriveled old lady!” Ashley cried, now past the pure screaming.
She cupped her pendulous boobs in her shaking hands and held them up to where they would hang normally.
“My tits! They’re like deflated!” She wailed and then looked further down her body.
“My tattoo! Oh god my tattoo is like fucked up by my wrinkled skin! I can’t get my hands to stop shaking- My hair! It’s-“ She yelled and grabbed a lock of her hair bringing it into her line of sight to confirm it was completely white. She balled harder.
Ethan felt pity on her even though he was very confused about what was happening and disgusted by Ashley’s new age and the fact that her whole elderly body was on display. He slowly walked over and put his hand on her age-spotted head, stroking her thin hair and then on her crooked bare back.
“There there! It’s all right.” He said trying in vain to calm her down.
“All right!? All right!? I look like I’m a fucking resident at a nursing home!” She yelled in a shaky voice.
She forced herself up and held her hand to Ethan’s for support she moved her veiny liver-spotted feet off of the bed and onto the floor as her swollen knobby knees popped. She slowly pushed herself to stand up off the bed, heavily pushing her frail arm onto Ethan’s shoulder for leverage. She finally made it. She winced as her breast now pulled downward and swayed in a way she wasn’t used to. She had lost a good foot in height and her back was curved from osteperosis. She shuffled feebily over to Ethan’s closet, holding onto furniture along the way to steady herself. Ethan got a good look at her pale back and waist that looked like her pale skin was melting down it. And her 90 year old shriveled ass, with cheeks that sagged past her tailbone. They puckered together looking like a fleshy wrinkled hot dog bun dangling above her thin dimpled thighs.
Ashley held a shaky hand on the closet doorknob as she stared at her full naked body in mirror. Gone was the sexy, confident, rebellious teenage skater-girl. Replaced with a sad, frail-looking elderly woman with loose wrinkled saggy skin all over her body, a ludicrous lip ring, and a splotch of color on her shriveled mid-riff. Her knees knocked together, barely strong enough to support her old body and her once beautiful face was just a mass of paper-thin wrinkled skin. Her cheeks and neck skin dangling into loose jowls below her tired face. A tear streamed down it.
Ethan, not sure of what to say decided to ask the thing that kept circling around in his head.
“So, like, what happened to you?” He asked hoping there was a way to fix it.
Ashley attempted to whip around and give him and angry glare but her bones ached and rebelled against any fast, sharp movements. She winced.
“How the fuck should I know!? Do you think if I knew what was going on that I’d look like this!?” She said gesturing to her shriveled body as she slowly turned around to glare at him.
Ethan stammered with what to say next. Ashley felt very embarrassed to suddenly be old in front of the boy she liked that she had just had sex with.
“Don’t look at me! I’m disgusting!” She said crying again and covering her naked body with her frail bony arms.
“N-no. You’re… Ashley. We’re gonna find a way to fix this!” Ethan stammered trying to say the right thing. He then impulsively grabbed his bed sheet and brought it over to her, draping it around her hunched body.
Ashley pulled it tighter around herself and gave him a sad smile.
“Thanks.” She said, wiping tears from her wrinkled cheeks with her crooked finger.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
She rocked back and forth slowly as suddenly her body became 72 years younger. The thin wrinkled skin covering her body smoothed and tightened around her bones. Her legs stretched outward and toned into shapely calves and thighs. Her toes straightened and the thick yellow nails became glossy and attractive. The liverspots on her feet and chest vanished. The veins snaking their way up her legs faded at her skin thickened and gained a healthy color to it. Her breasts firmed up and elevated up her chest becoming perky gratifying orbs. Her stomach flattened and toned, her waist was thin and trim. The loose skin of her neck sucked inward becoming the smooth neck and chin of a beautiful teenage girl. Her cheeks did the same, rising up her face and becoming rosy. Her mouth filled out with plump pink lips and her began dainty and slightly upturned. Her hair became a golden blonde and held some bounce as it fell neatly around her head.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the chair rocking back and forth.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He yelled from the kitchen.
When she didn’t answer him he decided to bring the bowl over to her. He grabbed the remote on his way and muted the TV.
“Here you go Margaret…” He said.
He was about to present her with the bowl of oatmeal when he saw, not a wrinkled shrunken old woman but rather a beautiful blonde teenage girl dressed in a ratty old night gown nodded off in the rocking chair. Her smooth cheek smooshed against her firm shoulder as a small bit of drool formed in the corner of her perfectly shaped mouth. She stirred awake and wiped her mouth looking blearily at the young man in front of her.
“Eh? Sorry young man. I must have nodded off… happens a lot when you get old-“ She said in a pretty, young voice. She blinked her big blue eyes with long eyelashes and noticed that she wasn’t feeling any of her aches and pains. Her arthritis that normally was never ceasing wasn’t bothering her at all. She then gasped at the sight of the young smooth hands resting neatly on her lap. She held them up and gazed at them in disbelief.
“Oh my god!” She exclaimed and then felt her face at the smooth unblemished cheeks.
“Oh my GOD!!” She repeated moving down to feel her tight unwrinkled neck.
“OH MY GOD!!!” She screamed cupping her full pert breasts with elation.
The teenage girl jumped, for the first time in decades, out of her rocking chair.
“I’m young! I’m young again!!” She cried happily looking at Jacob in disbelief.
Jacob just stared at the attractive teenage girl not knowing what to think. Especially when she tore off her night gown so that she was just standing topless in nothing but oversized off-white granny panties over her tight little heart-shaped ass, gawking at her own sexy body before running with wild abandon into the bathroom. Jacob couldn’t help but follow her to get another glimpse of her breath-taking body. He walked into the hallway outside the bathroom and observed the girl excitedly scrutinizing every delectable curve of her own body.
“God I’m so young! I must be a teenager again! My legs! I can actually move my legs! And my back! It doesn’t bother me anymore!” She said gleefully to herself.
She moved in to get a better look at her face and her pristine complexion.
“I forgot what a looker I was at this age. I’m… well, what do you think? How do I look to you?” She asked turning around brazenly and grinning at Jacob.
“I-I…Uh you’re beautiful.” Jacob stammered not sure what this girls deal was but he had to be honest. “Um… who are you?” He finally asked.
The girl tilted her head in confusion at his question and then burst out laughing.
“You don’t even recognize me! Of course! You just saw me as a pile of wrinkled skin and bones! It’s me… GRANNY Margaret!” She exclaimed in a fit of giggles. “Though, I don’t quite think it appropriate to call me ‘granny’ anymore.” She added.
She held out her hand to reacquaint herself with the boy. Jacob took her dainty hand and kissed it. Margaret blushed and grinned.
“It’s a pleasure to uh re-meet you Margaret.” Jacob said trying not to stare at her mostly naked body.
“Please, call me Peggy. That’s what I went by when I was this age… gawd, I was such a little hussy when I was this age… and here I am again, flashing my breasts at the first available man that walks into my sight line!” She said with another giggle now modestly covering her bare breasts with her arm.
“Oh uh, sorry.” Jacob said feeling embarrassed.
Peggy smiled appealingly at him. “Don’t be... You know, I meant it when I said you were a charming young man.” She said giving him a knowing look.
Jacob’s hands were sweating as he looked to her with anticipation hoping she was thinking what he was thinking.
“And I thought to myself. ‘If I were 60 years younger – I’d give that boy a run for his money!’… looks like we may have both gotten our wishes huh? Don’t think I didn’t notice how disappointed you were to be stuck baby-sitting the old lady while my great-grandson went to go tangle in the sheets with that fake little tramp.” Peggy said very bluntly.
“Oh I… uh I didn’t mind hanging out with you when you were an old lady…” Jacob began to explain defensively.
Peggy just smirked and dropped her arm and then lunged toward the boy, grabbing him and passionately kissing him.
“Oh yeah? You didn’t mind huh? Which do you like better, Peggy the girl that’s the same age as you… or old Granny Margaret?” She asked running her perfect white teeth over her plump lip sensually.
Jacob’s heart was practically pumping out of his chest.
“Definitely Peggy!” He blurted out.
Peggy passionately kissed him again, shoving her tongue into his mouth. When they came up for air she smirked and said:
“Good. I like me better this way too. C’mon!” She said grabbing him by the hand and dragging him into the other room. “I don’t know why but I’ve always been so goddamn horny when I was this age.” She added as they went. Jacob had no complaints there.
A few minutes later Ethan came running down the stairs.
“Dude! Dude! Something happened to Ashley! She’s like – become grannified all of the sudden!” He yelled.
“Wait Ethan! I can’t move that fast!” Ashley croaked from the top of the steps.
Ethan sheepishly nodded and rushed back up the stairs to Ashley who was now dressed in her jean shorts and panties that were loose on her wrinkled ass and bony old legs, her shirt that was buttoned over her sagging chest that remained braless, and her flat rimmed baseball hat that sat precariously on her snow-white hair looking silly. She looked like one of the old ladies in the Good Charlotte “Boys & Girls” video.
Ethan held out his arm and Ashley clutched it with her bony trembling hands and he gingerly walked down the stairs with her. Ashley’s lower back ached and her stiff legs protested bending to walk down the stairs. She had never felt so weak and unable to do simple things before. ‘I’m probably too old to skate now! I’ll fall and break my hip if I try!’ She thought to herself in horror.
They made it to the bottom of the stairs after what seemed like an eternity. Ashley clutched her chest with a talon like hand causing all of the bright colored wrist bands to jingle together as they dangled across her thin wrinkled arm. She was wheezing and her body felt ready to collapse.
“I need to sit for a hot minute and catch my breath.” Ashley said in a rattling high pitched voice.
Ethan helped the aged girl into a chair in the kitchen. She plopped onto it and sighed deeply, every inch of her face collapsing down toward the floor in exhaustion. Ethan looked over and didn’t see Jacob, nor did he see his Nana rocking in her chair.
“Hey Jacob? Nana?” He called as he headed into the living room. He turned the corner and heard ‘Mmms’ and the slurping sound of passionate kisses. He was taken aback at the sight of Jacob laying on his couch in just his boxer as a gorgeous blonde girl around their age was making out with him, topless in ill-fitting granny panties.
“What the fuck!? Who is this?” Ethan asked completely baffled.
Jacob scrambled to sit up, taking care not to knock Peggy off the couch.
“Woah dude! I can explain!” He blurted out.
Peggy grinned and covered her breasts with her arm.
“Hello dearie. Jacob and I were just getting to know one another… how do you like your Nana’s new look?” She asked with a giggle and tossed her blonde hair playfully.
Here is the 5th and final scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “MENTAL AGE SWAP – AWARENESS ON” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
“This what you wanted?” Ethan asked with a cocky smile as he thrust deeply into Ashley’s soaking wet pussy.
“Oooo yeahhh!” Ashley said in a high pitched horny squeal.
She continued to moan louder with each thrust as her tight young body slid across Ethans but suddenly her mind aged over 70 years and her loud moans of ecstasy turned to slight moans of confusion.
“Ooo you like that baby?” Ethan asked wondering if he was suddenly doing something wrong.
“Ehhhh?” Ashley rasped in a still young pretty voice, opening her eyes and looking around blearily.
Ashley focused on the young man pumping into her and looked shocked and scandalized. “Wha- get off of me, young man!” She snapped.
Ethan quickly pulled out and hopped off the bed. She squinted at him.
“Who are you!? What do you think you’re doing!?” She demanded.
Ethan thought she had maybe taken some mushrooms or something and was tripping out so he calmly approached her again.
“It’s me baby. It’s Ethan… the dude of your dreams!” He added in a cocky tone hoping that would get her back in the mood to have sex.
Ashley was confused by his words and pulled away covering her breasts from his sight. Or rather where she thought her breasts were. She suddenly looked down at the slim young arms folded just below her perky bare tits and nearly fainted. Her hands quickly shot up to feel her smooth cheeks and neck.
“Oh my god! I’m young? I’m young!!” She exclaimed now jumping out of bed and throwing the thoughts of modestly aside.
Ethan admired her toned heart-shaped rear as she rushed to the mirror.
“Young and smoking hot!” He added with a grin.
Ashley stood at the mirror fawning over her young body. A body that she believed she hadn’t had in over half a century. She cupped her gravity defying breasts in her hands and bounced them a few times.
“Oh my! They’re so perky! I had forgotten they were ever this perky! Oh and my cute little behind!” She exclaimed happily checking herself out in profile and running her hand along her toned ass cheek.
Ethan had no idea what was happening or what Ashley was on about, but he was enjoying the show.
Ashley ran her hand along her trim side. “You can make out my tattoos again! There are no wrinkles anywhere! I can’t believe I’m young again!!” She cried happily jumping up and down like a giddy teenager.
“Uh what do you mean ‘again’?” Ethan asked extremely confused.
Ashley turned around and looked at Ethan for seemingly the first time. She pursed her lips, admiring how cute he was. She hadn’t been able to hold the attention of a man this young and cute for many, many decades she thought.
“Never mind that…. Sooooo you’re my boyfriend?” She purred not sure how she ended up young again and in this boys room and not much caring as long as it stayed that way.
Ethan looked at her surprised, since he thought that Ashley wasn’t interested in a serious relationship. She had just talked with him about being laid back and having fun while they were young and didn’t have to worry about ‘labels’ now she was tossing out terms like ‘boyfriend’.
“Woah… I mean… uh I guess if like you’re…. uh…” He stammered over his words not sure how to answer.
Ashley walked seductively over to him appreciating how swiftly and gracefully she could move now with steady legs and no aching pains in her back and joints. She rolled her shoulders back feeling the regained strength of her body and moved close to him so that her bare breasts pressed against his chest and her plump lips could kiss his.
“It doesn’t matter sonny. Let’s just get back to what we were just doing.” She said kissing him firmly and motioning to the bed.
Ethan furrowed his brow at ‘sonny’, thinking it was a bizarre term of affection but feeling her lips against his and the invitation to have sex again was all he needed. He climbed into bed, kneeling in anticipation of Ashley laying down.
“Mmmm I’ll be on top. I was to give these young hips a spin…” She purred pushing him down onto the bed and mounting him hungrily.
Moments later the two teens were in sexual heaven as Ashley bounced up and down on Ethan’s dick. She tugged at her long brown hair and furiously stroked her own breasts and she pushed deeper onto him. She moaned loudly and laughed.
“Oh god! This is amazing! I haven’t had intercourse like this since before your parents were born!” She screamed while gyrating vigorously.
Ethan was moaning and enjoying everything as well until he heard that last sentence and then he looked up concerned.
“Wait – what!?” He exclaimed.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
Jacob had finished the oatmeal and was putting it on a plate to bring it over when Margaret’s mind regress 70 years. Her sunken eyes shot open at the sudden feeling that her entire body ached and suddenly felt very heavy. Jacob was walking over with the bowl when he heard the old woman scream. He quickly rushed over, carefully placing the bowl on her table next to her teeth and ran around to see the elderly grandmother holding her wrinkled trembling hands in front of her and staring at them in horror.
“Is everything all right??” He asked not sure what to do with what he assumed was a severe episode of senility.
He watched the 88 year old feel her drooping jowls on her face and her turkey waddle of a neck and then reach down and feel the soft formless sacks of her breasts laying limply on top of her paunch and begin to wail in terror. She looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“I’m old! I’m so old!!!!” She cried.
Jacob walked over to comfort her by patting her crooked back.
“There. There. It’s all right. We all get old eventually.” He said hoping it would make her feel better.
“But I’m only 18!! How did I get so old!?” She wailed feeling her wrinkled face again to confirm how old she was.
Jacob vaguely remembered someone once saying that you shouldn’t argue with Alzheimer’s sufferers. So instead he tried to be encouraging.
“You’ve lived a good life granny Margaret!” He said to her with a chipper smile.
The old woman looked up at him suddenly more distressed.
“Oh my god! I’m a grandmother!?? I can’t be a grandmother! I’m not even a mom! I haven’t even graduated high school yet!” She wailed through sobs.
Jacob looked around helplessly while rubbing her back, hoping she would snap out of whatever this was.
“Gran- er, Margaret…” He began to say.
“Peggy! My name’s Peggy! No body calls me Margaret!” She snapped, sniffling.
Jacob felt bad that she was so upset and seemingly forgetting the past 7 decades of her life. He stroked her thin while hair and gave her a kind smile.
“Peggy, do you remember where you are right now? I made you some oatmeal.” He said hoping that would jog her memory.
Peggy looked over disgusted at the oatmeal and then saw her teeth on in the cup.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god… are those my teeth!” She said quickly grabbing them out of the cup and shoving them into her mouth so she wouldn’t be toothless anymore.
“I don’t even have my own teeth anymore!? Like what if I’m on a date and the guy goes to kiss me and my teeth fall out!... who am I kidding? What guy would ever date me now?” She asked cynically as she shakily attempted to get up out of her chair.
Jacob held out his arm for the old woman to grip and steady herself. She clung to him tightly as she found that her frail old legs wouldn’t stand on their own without some support. Tears welled up again in her crinkly eyes. He looked down at the old woman trying to cheer her up and decided to placate her. He cupped her dangling cheek in his hand and smiled.
“You’re still beautiful! And uh… plenty of guys would be lucky to uh, date you… now let’s get you fed all right?” He said motioning back over to the oatmeal.
She looked at him and back at herself and her granny gown.
“You’re very nice… are you like my um ‘live-in nurse’ or something? God I’m not in a nursing home am I? Because that’s be like soooooo embarrassing!” She said looking around in fear that all of her friends and classmates were suddenly around laughing at her.
“No, no Gran- Marg- Peggy. You’re not in a nursing home. This is your house! I’m just visiting.” He said to her happy that she’s at least stopped sobbing.
“Are you my… grandson?” She asked as if she couldn’t bear to even say the word.
“Oh! No, I’m the friend of your grandson… great grandson actually” He said and then off of her horrified look quickly added. “But uh you’re really cool so I’m your friend too!”
She seemed to accept his answer and then smirked and looked at him with a twinkle in her rheumy eyes.
“I’m glad you’re not my grandson… or great-grandson or whatever. I think you’re kind of cute.” She said looking at him shyly and blushing. “Did you really mean what you said about me still being beautiful?” She asked hopefully.
“Absolutely!” Jacob said not aware of the fact that the old lady was flirting with him. He looked at her with a warm smile thankful that she seemed happy again.
Peggy took this as a bit of an invitation and without thinking hit him with one of her usual flirtation methods – the quick boob flash. But when she opened her housecoat to reveal her now shriveled breasts both of them yelped and jumped back in disgust.
“Uh, uh, uh, uh.” Jacob just rambled trying to think of what someone does when they are flashed by their buddies grandma.
Peggy meanwhile was on the verge of crying again, gripping the television for support and now peaking inside her housecoat at her offending breasts.
“Ewwww!!! Oh my god! Look at my tits!” She cried.
“I did!” Jacob said still in shock.
“They’re like shriveled up prunes!! Oh god, you must like want to run screaming!” She whined.
Jacob though took her comment as almost a challenge of his ‘nice-guyness’ and insisted.
“No! It’s fine! It’s cool! It’s cool! I don’t mind!” He said trying to convince himself as much as the old woman in front of him.
She looked at him hopefully.
“Really?” She asked, almost touched.
Jacob composed himself, knowing that this meant a lot to the old girl.
“Yes. Really.” He said stepping closer to her and giving her a gentle hug. She gripped him as tightly as she could with her weak arms and then looked up at him, the twinkle once again in her eye.
“Could you do one teensy little thing for me?” She asked wetting her lips in anticipation.
“Anything.” He said, proud of himself for being such a great guy.
“Um… old ladies get like… sponge baths right? Because we’re too old and feeble to clean our wrinkly old bodies? Would you um… GIVE me one? Pretty please?” She asked with the inflection of a teenage girl who was used to getting her way with men, not the frail old lady she appeared to be.
Jacob looked down at her wide-eyed not sure what to say as the ceiling above them creaked from the sounds of a pair of teenagers having passionate sex.
A few minutes later Ethan and Ashley came out of his bedroom sweaty and barely dressed. Ethan was just wearing his shirt and boxers while Ashley was just wearing one of Ethan’s dress shirts she had found in his closet. It came down to the middle of her creamy upper thigh.
“Mmmmm that was quite the work out sonny boy! It certainly put a hitch in my giddyup!” She said.
Ethan smiled enjoying the sex but quickly made a pensive face, becoming frustrated by her sudden insistence to talk like she’s a 90 year old woman.
“Yeah it was pretty good.” Ethan said.
They began to walk downstairs, Ashley looked around at the décor of the home and Ethan looked around for Ethan noticing that he wasn’t in the kitchen where they had left him and his nana also seemed to be missing.
“You know I don’t for the life of me remembered how we got here.” Ashley began as they got downstairs. “But looking around things are starting to make sense. I’m guessing I’m a friend of your granny and you secretly had a thing for this old gal so you seduced me and brought me up to your bedroom and then did some voodoo hoodoo so that you could sex me up while we’re the same age!” She said trying to make sense of what was going on.
Ethan was only half hearing what she was saying because he was trying to hear if everythign was all right with Jacob and his Nana. He could hear water running in the bathroom. He turned to Ashley to tell her to stop rambling crazy talk.
“Shhhh! Stop being weird. It’s not a turn on!” He said cautiously approaching the bathroom.
“Hey I’m not complaining sonny! I can’t imagine we would have gotten very far if you hadn’t made me young and vernal again!” She said with a chuckle running her hands down her sexy body.
Ethan slowly pushed open the bathroom door to reveal his shriveled old nana laying in the tub with Jacob sitting outside of it massaging the wrinkled soles of her aged, liver-spotted foot and rubbing a loofa down her veiny withered leg.
“Oooo Jacob, your hands are magic!” Peggy quavered with her eyes tightly shut, enjoying the feeling of his touch.
Ethan and Ashley stood in the doorway shocked and silent for a moment before bursting out laughing.
Jacob jumped back startled and embarrassed.
“Dude! I can explain!” He yelled quickly.
Peggy opened her eyes and saw the two teens laughing in the door and screamed covering her shriveled body with her frail arms.
“Aiiiii! Don’t look at me! I’m old and gross now!” She cried.
Ashley smirked.
“Don’t worry dearie. These boys can make you young and pretty again!” She told the mortified old woman.
1) Once with both physical and mental AP
2) With mental AP but without awareness
3) With physical AP but without awareness
4) With physical AP and awareness of the change
5) With mental AP and awareness of the change
So I wrote out each scene and over the next week or so i'm going to share all 5 with the group one at a time. What I would like from everyone who reads the story (in addition to whatever general feedback, thoughts, general comments you have) is to reply in the comments: What would you like to happen next. Just a quick couple lines about what you imagine or wish to happen following the scene you've just read.
Also when they have all been posted I would love to hear from everyone about which of the 5 they enjoyed the most.
Here is the first scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “PHYSICAL AND MENTAL AGE SWAP” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
Both teens had their eyes tightly closed as they enjoyed the pleasure of sex. But suddenly as Ethan rocked back and forth into Ashley the poor girl suddenly aged 72 years to the age of 90 years old. Her well-conditioned copper hair turned light gray and fell lifelessly around her head. Her face pruned massively as her cherubic young face suddenly matured with decades of laugh lines, stress lines and frown lines piling onto it. Her eyes sunk deep into her skull, they were still framed by the heavy eye-liner. Her lip ring now adorned thin, sour lips. Her teeth disappeared completely. Her rose cheeks sloped into wrinkly jowls and her neck pooled forward into a waddle under her chin. Her perky tits shriveled and collapsed under Ethan’s chest, they sloped down and out, dangling off the sides of Ashley’s now visible ribcage. The colorful tattoo on her midsection looked absurd, now a completely warped and unidentifiable splotch of rainbow adorning her wrinkly soft waist that hung in folds along with her toneless pooching belly. Her pussy aged around Ethan’s member, drying and loosening, her labia drooping and flapping against his balls. The landing strip of soft chestnut hair now becoming a tuft of pure white pubes. Her thighs and calves lost all tone and definition. All of her time running and skate boarding lost from decades of seeming un-use as cellulite formed and muscle vanished leaving wrinkled, veiny skin bunching around her bones. Her knees became swollen and knobby. They popped a bit as she unraveled them from around Ethan’s legs. Her petite feet became veined and liver spotted as her dainty toes curled and bent from arthritis. The soles of her feet became clammy and her heels hardened and cracked. Her body shrunk a few inches as well as her body shriveled into how it would look when she was 90 years old. She pawed at Ethan’s bare back awkwardly with trembling gnarled hands. He thrust again into her loose aged vagina causing her to let out a shaky old moan.
“Ooo you like that baby?” Ethan asked feeling like something suddenly was not right.
“Ehhhh?” Ashley let out a horse sound of confusion.
Ethan opened his eyes to see an ancient looking wrinkled old woman with his girlfriend make-up, lip ring and hair style laying beneath him.
“Ashley!?” He exclaimed suddenly feeling like he was going to be sick.
Ashley slowly opened her sunken eyes and looked up at the handsome young man hovering above her.
“Eh? What’s that? Speak up sonny!” She rasped in a shrill tinny voice sounding nothing like the lyrical seductive voice she had moments ago. She brought her shaky veiny hand up to her now hairy ear to help her hear him better.
Ethan realized he was still inside the old woman and quickly slid out and jumped away.
“What the fuck happened to you? Y-you’re old!” He said now getting a good glimpse at what her naked body looked like at 90 years old. Every wrinkle and fold, all of the loose discolored skin dangling from her creaky old bones. He saw her faded malformed tattoos on her pale sagging body and began dry heaving.
Ashley felt very confused and disoriented. She didn’t understand why this young man was in her room yelling at her and… where were her clothes!? She reached down with great effort and pulled Ethan’s bedsheet over her shriveled naked body.
“You call yourself a home health care worker!?” Ashley shrieked at him determining that he must be the registered nurse that comes to take care of her. “I’m calling your agency and filing a complaint! You can’t come sneaking in on an old woman while she’s… she’s… what was I doing again?” She asked very meekly suddenly feeling very frail and senile, peaking under the sheet to confirm that she was, in fact, completely naked.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
Then suddenly decades seemingly melted off of her aged body. With every rock of her chair her aged tumbled downward. Her wispy gray and white hair began to regain color, becoming thicker and healthier and turning a golden blonde color, the wavy locks framed her face in a kind of modern pixie cut. On the other end of her body arthritis left her toes as they straightened and uncurled on the fluffy carpet. Her toenails became thinner and shinier as the yellow color vanished. Veins and age spots were no longer visible on the tops of her soft cute feet. Muscle tone began refilling her arms and legs as the skin smoothed and tightened around it. Vericose veins in her legs vanished, no longer marring the now creamy alabaster look of her shapely thighs. The blob of sagging wrinkled flesh that was her torso – where her shriveled empty tits rested on her wrinkly paunch reformed into the shapely mid-section of a teenage girl. Her belly melted back into a flat toned stomach and her breasts magically refilled into shapely orbs and levitated up her chest until their floated perkily under her chin, pushing the granny gown out and popping her top button revealing a gracious amount of smooth cleavage. Her back straightened and she regained several inches of height she had lost over the years. Her hands no longer shook as the fingers straightened out and became dainty looking. Her neck smoothed back, the turkey waddle lifting and tucking in better than any plastic surgery imaginable. Her sloping wrinkled jowly cheeks rose up and regained color as all of the lines on her face vanished. Her lips plumped out and regained a bit of natural red color, backed by a set of straight pearly white teeth. Her nose slightly upturned into a cute button nose. Her cheekbones were a bit more defined now that the puffy wrinkled skin has youthened around them and her eyes were big pools of blue twinkling with youthful excitement. Her ass unflattened and toned into two tight little ass cheeks, lifting her slightly. And finally her vagina rejuvenated back to its sexual awakening, her scraggly grey pubes in her granny panties refilling into a soft down bush of blonde hair. The vaginal lips regaining their color as her pussy tightened and became moist. A tingling sensation spread throughout her body emanating from her vagina. The now 18 year old Margaret shivered and wiggled in the rocking chair, her heart beating faster as she quickly unbuttoned the ragged old gown she was wearing and probed her body with her young hands.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the chair rocking back and forth.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He called from the kitchen.
The TV was way too loud and he figured there was no way she could hear him over that. He grabbed the bowl and walking into the living room. He heard a young girl making horny gasps and moans. He figured it was coming from upstairs and rolled his eyes. He finally walked over to the table and grabbed the remote from next to the glass of dentures and hit the ½ mute button.
“Margaret dear, I made you some oatmeal.” He said politely and then turned and went wide-eyed.
Jacob’s heart stopped for a moment because instead of a sweet little shriveled old great-grandmother was a beautiful blonde girl about his age who was fondling her own perky breast under her flimsy green night gown and clearly probing between her thighs with the other hand. The girl caught herself and slowly slid her hands off of where they were, looking up at Jacob with a mix of sheepish embarrassment and lust.
“Please, call me Peggy.” She said in a perky young voice and held out the hand that had just been stroking her own clit to shake the boys hand.
Jacob was frozen for a moment but put the oatmeal down on the tray and took the girls delicate hand in his. His heart was racing as he gave a bit of a dazed smile and lifted the hand to his lips to kiss it like a gentleman.
“Hi Peggy.” He managed to say through his disbelief.
Peggy blushed at having her hand kissed. She glanced at the show on TV for a moment and then at the brown haired boy in front of her. She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him with her big beautiful eyes.
“These guys on this soap opera are super cute… but you’re like, way cuter!” She said with a giggle and an insinuating wink.
A few minutes later Ethan came running down the steps.
“Dude! Dude! Something’s happened to Ashley! She’s like ancient! She became totally granny-fied all of the sudden!” Ethan yelled as he was bounding down the stairs.
At the top of the stairs a shrill voice yelled. “Helloooooo? Young man? Can you help me to the bathroom? My bladder… it ain’t what it used to be!” Ashley called down and then chuckled.
Ethan looked in the kitchen and didn’t see Jacob and then looked and saw the TV was muted and no one appeared to be sitting in his Nana’s chair.
“Jacob? Nana?” He called as he turned the corner into the living room and heard a squeaking bed and high pitched moans and squeals coming from the other room.
He walked through the living room into the hallway and the moans grew louder. He opened the door to his Nana’s room and was shocked to see Jacob, with his boxers around his ankles laying on his Nana’s bed as a completely naked blonde teenage girl was fucking him from on top.
“Dude! What the fuck? Who is this!? Where’s Nana!?” Ethan yelled angry and confused.
Jacob looked over to see his friend and panicked.
“Ethan! I can totally explain!” He began rambling.
But Peggy screamed at the sight of Ethan walking in on them and tossed one of her pillows at her great-grandson.
“Oh my god! Get OUT of here you perv!” She yelled covering her perky breasts.
Here is the second scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “MENTAL AGE SWAP – AWARENESS OFF” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
“This what you wanted?” Ethan asked with a cocky smile as he thrust deeply into Ashley’s soaking wet pussy.
“Oooo yeahhh!” Ashley said in a high pitched horny squeal.
She continued to moan louder with each thrust as her tight young body slid across Ethans but suddenly her mind aged over 70 years and her loud moans of ecstasy turned to slight moans of confusion.
“Ooo you like that baby?” Ethan asked wondering if he was suddenly doing something wrong.
“Ehhhh?” Ashley rasped in a still young pretty voice, opening her eyes and looking around blearily.
Ethan opened his eyes to see Ashley looking around seemingly confused.
“This good for you baby?” He asked again continuing to pump into her and now reaching up to squeeze her bouncing tit.
“Eh? What’s that? Speak up sonny!” She creaked, sounding like a teenage girl doing an impression of her great-grandmother. She brought her pretty young hand up to her hear to help her hear him.
Ethan furrowed his brow at Ashley’s response but laughed it off assuming she was joking around.
“Quit being weird. It’s not a turn on.” He said as he leaned down to kiss her soft plump lips.
Ashley saw the young man leaning in to kiss her and suddenly realized he was thrusting in side of her and her eyes went wide.
“Heeeelp! I’m being attacked! Somebody help! This young man is trying to have his way with me!” Ashley screeched causing Ethan to panic and immediately pull out of her and back away from the bed.
“Woah! Woah! Woah! This was your idea!!!” Ethan said quickly covering his exposed junk and holding up his hand to signal her to calm down.
The naked teenage girl sat up on the bed and drew in on herself, suddenly feeling very scared and uncertain about her surroundings.
“Wh-who are you?” The tattooed brunette asked the naked young man in front of her, trying to recall the answer herself.
“Who am I? C’mon stop fucking around… I’m Ethan!” He yelled not finding any of this funny.
“Ethan…” Ashley said slowly trying to recall why that name was so significant. Finally her face lit up at the recollection.
“Oh! Ethan my nurse!” She said with a bright smile with still a hint of uncertainty.
“No I’m-“ He began to correct her but she cut him off.
“Well shame on you Ethan!” She scolded suddenly realizing her nakedness and drawing the sheet over her young body.
“You call yourself a home health care worker?” Ashley continued. “I’m calling your agency and filing a complaint! You can’t come sneaking in on an old woman while she’s… she’s… what was I doing again?” She asked very meekly suddenly feeling very frail and senile, peaking under the sheet to confirm that she was, in fact, completely naked.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
Then suddenly her mind began regressing decades as she sat there. Her posture got a bit better as her demeanor appeared less worn down, even though her body was still old and withered. Then her posture shifted again to a more casual, irreverent way of sitting. She tossed her wrinkled leg over the arm of the rocking chair letting her wrinkled veiny foot dangle over the side. Her hip ached a bit from the contorted positioning – her joints were still stiff and frail, but she seemed to not notice the pain as she wiggled her winkled ass in the rocking chair smirking at the beefcakes on the TV. She was brimming with energy and a tingling sensation spread throughout her body emanating from her loose dry vagina. She giggled a bit as she watched the soap opera, not really paying attention to the story but more the attractive actors. She closed her eyes and fantasized a little bit, as her trembling hand found itself wandering up between the opening of her nightgown.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the old woman’s bony wrinkled foot and calve hanging over the side of the rocking chair as it seemed to be rocking at a decent pace.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He called from the kitchen.
The TV was way too loud and he figured there was no way she could hear him over that. He grabbed the bowl and walking into the living room. He heard croaking moans and horny gasps as he approached. He furrowed his brow in concern and hurried over to the tv quickly putting the oatmeal down on the tray and checking to see if the old woman was alright.
Jacob’s mouth dropped and his face turned red with embarrassment as he witnessed the 90 year old woman fondling her own shriveled breast with a palsied hand under her night gown. Granny Margaret caught herself and slowly slid her hand out from the gown and looked up at Jacob with a mix of sheepish embarrassment and lust.
“Woops, I guess you caught me red handed.” The old woman purred in a shaky old voice.
“Uh yeah… just uh, forget it.” He said wanting to get that image out of his head as fast as possible.
“I’m Peggy, what’s your name?” She asked him batting the eyelashes of her sunken old eyes.
Jacob assumed she must be sun downing or something.
“I’m uh Jacob… Ethan’s friend from school.” He told the old woman as she smirked at him and tucked her thin wrinkly bottom lip between her gums in an attempt to seem sexy and mischievous.
“These guys on this soap opera are super cute… but you’re like, way cuter!” She said with a giggle as she stretched out her bony old leg to him and rubbed her arthritic foot on the crotch of Jacobs jeans.
Jacob jumped back pushing her foot away gently. He grabbed the oatmeal and held it up as a barrier between him and the seemingly senile horny old woman.
“Okay so… here’s the Oatmeal you wanted. You said you were hungry…” He said hoping that would calm her down so that he could get the hell out of there.
Granny Margaret hopped out of the chair, much more quickly and agilely than a woman her age should. She was breathing heavy and looking at him with intense lust in her eyes as she sauntered toward him, crossing one shaky leg in front of the other. She appeared to be completely oblivious to her own fragility.
“Oh I’m starving… but not for that…” She purred again in a quavering voice and pushed the bowl away with her veiny palsied hand.
A few minutes later Ethan came walking down the steps.
“Dude! Ashley is being like super weird. She’s like acting like she’s a little old lady or something.” Ethan said in frustration as he entered the kitchen.
Ashley shuffled slowly to the top of the steps, despite her young, trim body and yelled down in a mock-shaky voice. “Young man, if you’re going to the store can you pick me up some Metamucil? My pipes are all backed up… It’s hell getting old!”
Ethan made a disgusted face at Ashley’s overshare about having trouble pooping.
“See what I mean? I don’t know what’s gotten into her. But it’s totally a turn off!” He said loud enough for Ashley to hear. She shrugged and shuffled back off to Ethan’s bedroom.
Ethan looked around noticing his friend wasn’t in the kitchen and his Nana didn’t appear to be sitting in her rocking chair. He walked into the living room and nearly vomited at the sight of his elderly great-grandmother sitting in only her granny panties on the couch. Her wrinkled legs were tucked under her as she had her bare pendulous old breasts pressed firmly against Jacob’s arm as he sat stiff as a board looking light a deer in headlights. The old woman was running her gnarled fingers through Jacob’s messy brown hair.
“Why so nervous? I won’t bite… hard.” She said with a giggle.
Ethan was horrified. He had never seen his grandmother act this way. She had some memory lapses and she’d wander sometimes and forget why but this was insane.
“Ewwww! Nana! What are you doing!? Put your clothes back on!” Ethan yelled embarrassed and worried that Jacob would tell everyone about this at school.
His grandmother scoffed, sounding offended and then hopped off the couch with fluidity and energy Ethan had never seen in her before. She waved her head from side to side in an ‘oh no you didn’t!’ kid of way and held out her bony shaking hand in the air with her finger up and her other hand on her hip.
“As if! Do I *look* like someone’s NANA to you?” She asked pursing her wrinkly lips and raising a snowy white eyebrow before folding her arms over her shriveled tits.
Here is the 3rd scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “PHYSICAL AGE SWAP- AWARENESS OFF” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
But as they continued to have frenzied sex Ashley’s body began to surge forward in age. Very quickly the rosy cheeks and youthful countenance of a high school senior were replaced with the slightly lined angular face of a woman over a decade out of school. Small lines appeared around her eyes, forehead and mouth and then began to deepen into wrinkles as grey hairs peppered her brown locks. Her slender toned body began to expand a bit and swell as muscle aged into flab and her body’s metabolism slowed. Ethan, who had his eyes closed as he held her tightly and rocked in and out of her felt the middle aged spread of her body cushion him as he fucked her but didn’t think anything of it other than how nice and soft her body suddenly felt. Ashley also had her eyes closed as she moaned in a huskier voice at each thrust. She rubbed her veined feet up and down Ethan’s legs and winced a bit at the clicking of her hip. She tilted her head up causing the slight roll of her double chin to bunch up while he cheeks softened into jowls as she was now over 3 times her normal age. Stretch marks marred her tattoos as they became stretch and distorted against her aging skin. She leaned up and kissed Ethan with thin pruning lips and reached up to fondle her own sagging right breast as she aged past the age of retirement. She thrust and grinded her pelvis into the teen boy’s as her pubes turned gray and her vagina dried and loosened. Her ass sagged and flattened against the bed as the flab she had gained in middle age began melting away leaving her thin again but nothing was toned. Loose wrinkled skin hung in folds from her arms and legs. Age spots began to generously sprinkle themselves across her hands, feet and chest. Her hair was completely gray and began to lighten into white. Her face became a puffy mass of wrinkles and her eyes sunk deeply into her skull and her lids grew heavy and crinkled. The tit she was squeezing shriveled into just a blob of shapeless flesh under her hand but she didn’t seem to notice as she continued to moan and pant and writhe her withered naked body in sexual pleasure. Finally as her hair thinned and became completely snow white and her teeth all fell out of her mouth Ashley was 90 years old. It had only taken a matter of moments and neither of them seemed to notice as Ethan continued to hammer his dick deeply into the shrunken old woman. She reached up with a veiny gnarled hand and cupped Ethan’s ass tightly.
“OH Baby that feels so good! Fuck me harder baby!” She exclaimed in a horny, shaking high pitched voice.
“You like that sexy?” He asked thrusting harder into her.
The old woman gasped and purred. “Oooo yeah…”
Ethan smiled and leaned over, pressing his young muscular body tightly against Ashley’s loose aged body and moved in to give the girl a hickey on her neck. His lips met wrinkly dangling neck skin of a 90 year olds flapping turkey waddle and he opened his eyes startled and saw the mass of pale wrinkled flesh under him.
“Ah!” He yelled jerking up, his dick thrust again as he did so causing the toothless old lady he was fucking to moan and grin.
“Ooo do that again. I love the feeling of your hard cock!” The old woman quavered in pleasure.
“A-Ashley!?” Ethan exclaimed in fear and disbelief at the sight of the shriveled white haired woman laying naked underneath him. She was his great-grandmothers age but she had Ashley’s tattoos and lip ring on her thin pruned lip. He quickly pulled out of her and stepped away from the bed.
“What?” Ashley asked in a slightly surprised annoyed tone at the realization he was pulling out of her. She opened her eyes to see what was the matter.
Ethan noticed that the old woman’s eyes, even though they were tired and age, surrounded by drooping wrinkled eye lids, were still Ashley’s pretty green eyes, surrounded by thick eyeliner that looked silly on this aged crone.
“You’re- you’re like super old!” He exclaimed having no idea what was going on.
Ashley propped up her old naked body on the bed and furrowed her winkled brow. Her trembling bony hand was still clutching her empty pendulous tit.
“I’m like 6 months YOUNGER than you. What do you only like freshmen girls now?” She asked with a wrinkly smirk.
“No you’re like all wrinkly! And you don’t have teeth anymore! How you suddenly get so old!?” He asked her wanting to vomit but not being able to take his eyes off her elderly form.
Ashley looked at him like he was crazy. She brought her hands up to her toothless mouth and felt her lips as they were sucked around her gums, assuring herself that she still had a set of perfectly straight teeth. She looked down at her body and just saw the lithe young body of a teenage girl.
“Um, what are you talking about? Is this some weird fetish thing? You want to fuck a shriveled little old lady? Kinky.” She said with a wrinkly grin and wiggled her body on his bed. “Now stop being weird and come back to bed… I want to feel your thick cock inside my soaking wet pussy…” She croaked seductively as she extended her pale, withered leg toward him and brushed his hard abs with her arthritic toes, then brought the elderly foot down to rub his semi-erect dick. Ethan looked down at the liver-spotted foot stroking his cock and thought about how it had been smooth and sexy just a few minutes ago and screamed.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
As she rocked slowly in her chair her body grew younger. Bit by bit the blonde color in her hair returned and her back straightened. Wrinkles lifted from her face as the skin of her body smoothed and tightened. Her boobs swelled and regained shape under her night gown and then slowly rose up her chest until they stuck straight out at attention. Her belly flattened and smoothed out, her waist synched and toned. Her legs seemed to lengthen and become fit and appealing, stretching out of the bottom of her gown. The veins marring her calves dissappeared and the swelling in her ankles subsided. Her nose was cute and small on her bright, perky looking teenage face and her lips plump and inviting. She still has a serious, dour look on her young face though as she sat with her smooth youthful hands folded on her toned thighs and continued to rock slowly in the chair engrossed in the soap opera. The TV seemed much louder all of the sudden and she reached for the remote with her slender hand that no longer trembled and turned the volume down, reaching over dentures that she no longer needed.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the chair rocking back and forth.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He called from the kitchen.
“Oh! Bring it over here young man. I have a bit of trouble getting around at my age.” The regressed woman said in a slow yet youthful voice.
Jacob nodded, thinking that granny Margaret had a pretty voice for her age. He shrugged and brought the bowl of oatmeal around to the woman sitting in the rocking chair. As he turned to hand it to her he gasped because instead of a sweet little shriveled old great-grandmother was an incredibly hot blonde girl about his age, sitting slumped in the rocking chair with her hands folded neatly in her lap.
He couldn’t believe it. He wondered if he was being punked but this girl was wearing the same clothes his friend’s great-grandmother had been wearing and the same hairstyle. If this was a practical joke he might as well roll with it!
“Uh… Granny Margaret?” He asked the girl, feeling really weird to call anyone so young and beautiful ‘granny’.
The rosy cheeked blonde looked up at him with slow recognition.
“Oh is that my oatmeal? What a sweet boy.” She said and slowly and carefully took the bowl into her smooth hands and began delicately spooning the food into her mouth, using her lips to do all of the work as if she was pretending he didn’t have any teeth.
Jacob stared at the hottie as she ate her oatmeal and watched her soap crushing hard on her. Granny Margaret sat, not oblivious to the staring, slumped forward in the chair letting her smooth cheeks droop in a tired frown. She rubbed her soft petite feet together on the fuzzy carpet.
“Young man, my feet are cold would you mind helping an old lady-“ She began to say but Jacob, looking at her cute feet and sexy legs immediately cut her off.
“I’ll warm them for you! Here let’s get you someplace more comfortable!!” He said enthusiastically and then reached down to help the teenage girl out of the rocking chair.
A few minutes later Ethan came running down the steps.
“Dude! Dude! Something’s happened to Ashley! She’s like ancient! She’s like at least 90 years old and like wrinkled head to toe with tits sagging down to her waist but she doesn’t even realize it!” Ethan yelled as he was bounding down the stairs.
Behind him the elderly Ashley was standing in ill fitting jean shorts pulled awkwardly over her wrinkly ass. Her shirt was around her crooked shoulders but was unbuttoned and hanging open revealing her soft saggy breasts. She was holding her socks and shoes in one hand, her cap in the other.
“Oh my god you’re such a freak! I can’t believe I ever liked you!!!” She screeched in a quavering voice as she attempted to run down the steps barefoot, her dangling boobs swaying back and forth. The arthritis in her lavender painted toes caused shooting pain up her wrinkled legs as she did so and forced her to slow down as she approached the bottom of the steps. She winced, tears welling up in her sunken eyes as she quickly buttoned enough buttons on her shirt to provide her modesty as she held up a crooked middle finger at Ethan and hobbled out of the house, slamming the door behind her.
“Seriously dude! Did you see that?” Ethan asked his friend in disbelief.
He looked around and noticed Jacob wasn’t there and then glanced in the living room and saw his Nana wasn’t in her rocking chair but the TV was still on.
He rounded the corner into the living room and saw Jacob sitting on the couch tenderly massaging the soft pink soles of a beautiful teenage girl.
“Hey whose the hottie?” Ethan asked flashing a smile at the cute blonde with the pixie cut seemingly enjoying the foot massage as she watched his Nana’s soap opera.
“Uh, I can explain!” Jacob began feeling a little nervous that Ethan wasn’t letting up on his practical joke.
Margaret, who hadn’t been listening to the two boys craned her pretty head and noticed Ethan standing there.
“Hi dear. Are you having a nice night? I know I am! What a sweet young man you’ve brought home. I told him my feet were cold and I just expected him to fetch me my slippers but instead he’s giving this poor old lady a foot rub!” She said with a pleased giggle.
Here is the 4th scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “PHYSICAL AGE SWAP- AWARENESS ON” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
Unfortunately for the two teens, in the midst of their love making Ashley’s body suddenly aged 72 years. Her long silky brown hair turned instantly white and thinned. The muscle of her arms and legs shrank away to nothing until just loose wrinkly skin clung to her bones. Her belly oozed outward as her waist was no longer trim and tight, the skin becoming puffy and crinkled. Her breasts immediately lost all shape and form, flopping downward between their naked bodies and dangling down toward the bed as withered empty sacks. Her body shrunk and her pussy loosened and dried around Ethan’s dick. He wasn’t getting the same sensation of tightness so he reached around to grab the girls round ass cheeks to pull her tighter to him. As he did so he felt the plump booty wrinkle and age into sagging, pancaking ass of a 90 year old woman. His fingers felt the wrinkled skin seep around them. Ashley reached up to kiss Ethan and he felt thin, crinkled lips meet his. He opened his eyes to see Ashley’s now incredibly wrinkled, aged face. Her sunken eyes still shut and her pruned lips pursed to kiss him again.
“Ashley!?” Ethan blurted out shocked and horrified.
“What?” Ashley asked with a smirk slowly opening her eyes.
She brought her hand up to Ethan’s cheek to caress it and saw the veiny shaking hand and the loose skin of her pale arm and immediately screamed.
Ethan, now realizing that he was still inside of this screaming naked elderly woman immediately pulled out and jumped away from the bed as Ashley held both of her hands and arms up in disbelief, looking down at her shrunken old body making her scream and cry even harder.
Ethan noticed that nicely maintained, very appealing vagina she had had moments ago was now a swollen chapped mess, adorned with a scraggly tuft of white pubic hair. She looked ancient.
“Oh my god! I’m like a shriveled old lady!” Ashley cried, now past the pure screaming.
She cupped her pendulous boobs in her shaking hands and held them up to where they would hang normally.
“My tits! They’re like deflated!” She wailed and then looked further down her body.
“My tattoo! Oh god my tattoo is like fucked up by my wrinkled skin! I can’t get my hands to stop shaking- My hair! It’s-“ She yelled and grabbed a lock of her hair bringing it into her line of sight to confirm it was completely white. She balled harder.
Ethan felt pity on her even though he was very confused about what was happening and disgusted by Ashley’s new age and the fact that her whole elderly body was on display. He slowly walked over and put his hand on her age-spotted head, stroking her thin hair and then on her crooked bare back.
“There there! It’s all right.” He said trying in vain to calm her down.
“All right!? All right!? I look like I’m a fucking resident at a nursing home!” She yelled in a shaky voice.
She forced herself up and held her hand to Ethan’s for support she moved her veiny liver-spotted feet off of the bed and onto the floor as her swollen knobby knees popped. She slowly pushed herself to stand up off the bed, heavily pushing her frail arm onto Ethan’s shoulder for leverage. She finally made it. She winced as her breast now pulled downward and swayed in a way she wasn’t used to. She had lost a good foot in height and her back was curved from osteperosis. She shuffled feebily over to Ethan’s closet, holding onto furniture along the way to steady herself. Ethan got a good look at her pale back and waist that looked like her pale skin was melting down it. And her 90 year old shriveled ass, with cheeks that sagged past her tailbone. They puckered together looking like a fleshy wrinkled hot dog bun dangling above her thin dimpled thighs.
Ashley held a shaky hand on the closet doorknob as she stared at her full naked body in mirror. Gone was the sexy, confident, rebellious teenage skater-girl. Replaced with a sad, frail-looking elderly woman with loose wrinkled saggy skin all over her body, a ludicrous lip ring, and a splotch of color on her shriveled mid-riff. Her knees knocked together, barely strong enough to support her old body and her once beautiful face was just a mass of paper-thin wrinkled skin. Her cheeks and neck skin dangling into loose jowls below her tired face. A tear streamed down it.
Ethan, not sure of what to say decided to ask the thing that kept circling around in his head.
“So, like, what happened to you?” He asked hoping there was a way to fix it.
Ashley attempted to whip around and give him and angry glare but her bones ached and rebelled against any fast, sharp movements. She winced.
“How the fuck should I know!? Do you think if I knew what was going on that I’d look like this!?” She said gesturing to her shriveled body as she slowly turned around to glare at him.
Ethan stammered with what to say next. Ashley felt very embarrassed to suddenly be old in front of the boy she liked that she had just had sex with.
“Don’t look at me! I’m disgusting!” She said crying again and covering her naked body with her frail bony arms.
“N-no. You’re… Ashley. We’re gonna find a way to fix this!” Ethan stammered trying to say the right thing. He then impulsively grabbed his bed sheet and brought it over to her, draping it around her hunched body.
Ashley pulled it tighter around herself and gave him a sad smile.
“Thanks.” She said, wiping tears from her wrinkled cheeks with her crooked finger.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
She rocked back and forth slowly as suddenly her body became 72 years younger. The thin wrinkled skin covering her body smoothed and tightened around her bones. Her legs stretched outward and toned into shapely calves and thighs. Her toes straightened and the thick yellow nails became glossy and attractive. The liverspots on her feet and chest vanished. The veins snaking their way up her legs faded at her skin thickened and gained a healthy color to it. Her breasts firmed up and elevated up her chest becoming perky gratifying orbs. Her stomach flattened and toned, her waist was thin and trim. The loose skin of her neck sucked inward becoming the smooth neck and chin of a beautiful teenage girl. Her cheeks did the same, rising up her face and becoming rosy. Her mouth filled out with plump pink lips and her began dainty and slightly upturned. Her hair became a golden blonde and held some bounce as it fell neatly around her head.
Jacob had finished making the oatmeal. He had found some maple syrup and cinnamon to flavor it a bit. He hoped granny Margaret would enjoy it. He looked into the living room and saw the chair rocking back and forth.
“Granny? Uh, Margaret? I um, made you that oatmeal you wanted.” He yelled from the kitchen.
When she didn’t answer him he decided to bring the bowl over to her. He grabbed the remote on his way and muted the TV.
“Here you go Margaret…” He said.
He was about to present her with the bowl of oatmeal when he saw, not a wrinkled shrunken old woman but rather a beautiful blonde teenage girl dressed in a ratty old night gown nodded off in the rocking chair. Her smooth cheek smooshed against her firm shoulder as a small bit of drool formed in the corner of her perfectly shaped mouth. She stirred awake and wiped her mouth looking blearily at the young man in front of her.
“Eh? Sorry young man. I must have nodded off… happens a lot when you get old-“ She said in a pretty, young voice. She blinked her big blue eyes with long eyelashes and noticed that she wasn’t feeling any of her aches and pains. Her arthritis that normally was never ceasing wasn’t bothering her at all. She then gasped at the sight of the young smooth hands resting neatly on her lap. She held them up and gazed at them in disbelief.
“Oh my god!” She exclaimed and then felt her face at the smooth unblemished cheeks.
“Oh my GOD!!” She repeated moving down to feel her tight unwrinkled neck.
“OH MY GOD!!!” She screamed cupping her full pert breasts with elation.
The teenage girl jumped, for the first time in decades, out of her rocking chair.
“I’m young! I’m young again!!” She cried happily looking at Jacob in disbelief.
Jacob just stared at the attractive teenage girl not knowing what to think. Especially when she tore off her night gown so that she was just standing topless in nothing but oversized off-white granny panties over her tight little heart-shaped ass, gawking at her own sexy body before running with wild abandon into the bathroom. Jacob couldn’t help but follow her to get another glimpse of her breath-taking body. He walked into the hallway outside the bathroom and observed the girl excitedly scrutinizing every delectable curve of her own body.
“God I’m so young! I must be a teenager again! My legs! I can actually move my legs! And my back! It doesn’t bother me anymore!” She said gleefully to herself.
She moved in to get a better look at her face and her pristine complexion.
“I forgot what a looker I was at this age. I’m… well, what do you think? How do I look to you?” She asked turning around brazenly and grinning at Jacob.
“I-I…Uh you’re beautiful.” Jacob stammered not sure what this girls deal was but he had to be honest. “Um… who are you?” He finally asked.
The girl tilted her head in confusion at his question and then burst out laughing.
“You don’t even recognize me! Of course! You just saw me as a pile of wrinkled skin and bones! It’s me… GRANNY Margaret!” She exclaimed in a fit of giggles. “Though, I don’t quite think it appropriate to call me ‘granny’ anymore.” She added.
She held out her hand to reacquaint herself with the boy. Jacob took her dainty hand and kissed it. Margaret blushed and grinned.
“It’s a pleasure to uh re-meet you Margaret.” Jacob said trying not to stare at her mostly naked body.
“Please, call me Peggy. That’s what I went by when I was this age… gawd, I was such a little hussy when I was this age… and here I am again, flashing my breasts at the first available man that walks into my sight line!” She said with another giggle now modestly covering her bare breasts with her arm.
“Oh uh, sorry.” Jacob said feeling embarrassed.
Peggy smiled appealingly at him. “Don’t be... You know, I meant it when I said you were a charming young man.” She said giving him a knowing look.
Jacob’s hands were sweating as he looked to her with anticipation hoping she was thinking what he was thinking.
“And I thought to myself. ‘If I were 60 years younger – I’d give that boy a run for his money!’… looks like we may have both gotten our wishes huh? Don’t think I didn’t notice how disappointed you were to be stuck baby-sitting the old lady while my great-grandson went to go tangle in the sheets with that fake little tramp.” Peggy said very bluntly.
“Oh I… uh I didn’t mind hanging out with you when you were an old lady…” Jacob began to explain defensively.
Peggy just smirked and dropped her arm and then lunged toward the boy, grabbing him and passionately kissing him.
“Oh yeah? You didn’t mind huh? Which do you like better, Peggy the girl that’s the same age as you… or old Granny Margaret?” She asked running her perfect white teeth over her plump lip sensually.
Jacob’s heart was practically pumping out of his chest.
“Definitely Peggy!” He blurted out.
Peggy passionately kissed him again, shoving her tongue into his mouth. When they came up for air she smirked and said:
“Good. I like me better this way too. C’mon!” She said grabbing him by the hand and dragging him into the other room. “I don’t know why but I’ve always been so goddamn horny when I was this age.” She added as they went. Jacob had no complaints there.
A few minutes later Ethan came running down the stairs.
“Dude! Dude! Something happened to Ashley! She’s like – become grannified all of the sudden!” He yelled.
“Wait Ethan! I can’t move that fast!” Ashley croaked from the top of the steps.
Ethan sheepishly nodded and rushed back up the stairs to Ashley who was now dressed in her jean shorts and panties that were loose on her wrinkled ass and bony old legs, her shirt that was buttoned over her sagging chest that remained braless, and her flat rimmed baseball hat that sat precariously on her snow-white hair looking silly. She looked like one of the old ladies in the Good Charlotte “Boys & Girls” video.
Ethan held out his arm and Ashley clutched it with her bony trembling hands and he gingerly walked down the stairs with her. Ashley’s lower back ached and her stiff legs protested bending to walk down the stairs. She had never felt so weak and unable to do simple things before. ‘I’m probably too old to skate now! I’ll fall and break my hip if I try!’ She thought to herself in horror.
They made it to the bottom of the stairs after what seemed like an eternity. Ashley clutched her chest with a talon like hand causing all of the bright colored wrist bands to jingle together as they dangled across her thin wrinkled arm. She was wheezing and her body felt ready to collapse.
“I need to sit for a hot minute and catch my breath.” Ashley said in a rattling high pitched voice.
Ethan helped the aged girl into a chair in the kitchen. She plopped onto it and sighed deeply, every inch of her face collapsing down toward the floor in exhaustion. Ethan looked over and didn’t see Jacob, nor did he see his Nana rocking in her chair.
“Hey Jacob? Nana?” He called as he headed into the living room. He turned the corner and heard ‘Mmms’ and the slurping sound of passionate kisses. He was taken aback at the sight of Jacob laying on his couch in just his boxer as a gorgeous blonde girl around their age was making out with him, topless in ill-fitting granny panties.
“What the fuck!? Who is this?” Ethan asked completely baffled.
Jacob scrambled to sit up, taking care not to knock Peggy off the couch.
“Woah dude! I can explain!” He blurted out.
Peggy grinned and covered her breasts with her arm.
“Hello dearie. Jacob and I were just getting to know one another… how do you like your Nana’s new look?” She asked with a giggle and tossed her blonde hair playfully.
Here is the 5th and final scene:
Ethan, Ashley and Jacob entered Ethan’s house through the back door off of the kitchen. The three high school seniors had just come back from skate boarding after school. Ethan, tall, blonde, Zac Efron-looking young man was hungry for a snack. Ashley, the slender, tan, brunette in the midriff baring shirt showing off the tattoo along the side of her waist and cut-off jean shorts that hugged her tight little heart shaped ass, clung to Ethan’s muscular arm and giving him looks that she was hungry for something other than a snack. Jacob, their third-wheel was a shorter, freckle faced boy with messy dark brown hair and was holding up an electronic device to his two friends.
“I’m telling you guys – this is the weirdest fitbit I’ve ever seen. It’s probably worth a ton of money!” Jacob said holding it up to them. Ethan and Ashley didn’t seem impressed.
Ashley stared at the screen with her big doe-eye painted thick with eye-liner around the tops and bottoms of her lids. The device appeared to blink on when she looked into it and registered ‘18F’ on the screen.
“Um looks like a really lame MP3 player.” She said crinkling her button nose in disinterest. She resumed fluttering her eyelashes at Ethan and biting her plump pink bottom lip suggestively.
“Eeeethaaaan?” A shrill shaky voice called from the other room.
“Hey Nana!” Ethan yelled into the other room.
Ethan resumed pulling out peanut butter and jelly and some bread and made himself a quick sandwich. He offered a corner to Jacob but he was too busy fumbling with his phone trying to google what the device he found was and Ashley quickly shook her head declining the sandwich and pouted a bit that Ethan was taking so long to eat. Soon they heard slow shuffling footsteps and a shriveled, shrunken old woman hobbled into the kitchen. She had a ratty thin light green night gown covering her hunched over old body and her short gray and white hair hung limply in wisps around her liver spotted scalp. She had thick bifocals on and squinted at the teenagers congregated around the kitchen counter.
“Ethan is that you?” The old woman asked horsely.
“Yeah it’s me Nana. We just came by to hang out for a bit.” Ethan said with his mouth full.
Ashley smiled sweetly at the elderly woman and waved hello, jingling the collection of brightly colored bands she had on her wrist.
“Hiya Granny Margaret.” She said in a friendly upbeat tone.
The old woman eyed the teenage girl, dressed in barely any clothes with tattoos on her waist and thigh and a ring sticking out of the side of her bottom lip and a flat billed trucker hat tilted to the side on top of her luxurious auburn hair and went “tch” immediately dismissing her and turning attention to Jacob.
“Who is this handsome young man you’ve brought into my home!” Granny Margaret asked Ethan, grinning widely, revealing her dentures.
“This is my friend Jacob, from school.” Ethan said finishing the last bite of his sandwich.
“Hi, uh, Granny Margaret. It’s nice to meet you.” He said holding out his hand.
The old woman placed a veiny wrinkled talon into Jacobs hand and he awkwardly brought it up and kissed her swollen arthritic knuckles like a gentleman.
“Oh my! What a charmer!” Granny Margaret said in a high pitch shaky voice, slightly blushing and holding her other hand to her wrinkled chest.
“Heh, stop hitting on my Nana!” Ethan joked punching Jacob playfully. Ashley giggled in the corner and Jacob felt suddenly a little embarrassed.
“No I was just-“ He sputtered trying to explain himself but was cut off by Granny Margaret who spied the device in Jacob’s hand.
“What’s this little do-dad that you’ve got there? I tell ya, every day you kids find some new-fangled thing-a-ma-bob.” She chittered, with a laugh.
She didn’t see that the device lit up and read “90F” on the screen.
“Yeah this is just a thing I found on the grass in the park.” Jacob explained but Margaret didn’t hear him. She shuffled around to Ethan and Ashley who were standing very close to one another now and making googly eyes at each other.
“Ethan would you make me some oatmeal? I haven’t had dinner and it’s almost time for my stories.” She said and didn’t wait for an answer before shuffling slowly while grasping the counter top into the entrance to the living room where she found her walker and hobbled back to her rocking chair in front of the TV.
Ashley licked her lips, playing with her lip ring for a moment and then leaned up on her tip toes and whispered something in Ethan’s ear, staring at him with intense bedroom eyes when he looked back down at her.
“Uhhh dude can you like… help my Nana with that? Ashley and I have to ummm… look for something in my room.” Ethan said not taking his eyes off of Ashley who was already flirtatiously playing with the buttons of her top.
“Yeah, we’ll like be back down in a few…” Ashley said not taking her eyes off of Ethan and backing up toward the stairs.
“Uh okay I guess. Where do you guys keep the bowls and the oatmeal and stuff?” Jacob asked annoyed, knowing what the two of them were on their way to do.
But Ashley and Ethan were already halfway up the steps to Ethan’s room. Ethan playfully slapped the teenage girls ass causing her to squeal and giggle running up the rest of the way.
Jacob sighed and tossed the device onto the counter and he opened all the cabinets looking for bowls and oatmeal. As he’s searching the device begins to flash and hum clearly processing information. Finally “MENTAL AGE SWAP – AWARENESS ON” flashes across the screen.
“Ah! Found it!” Jacob yells triumphantly as he pulls a carton of oatmeal down from the cabinet to read the instructions, completely unaware of what the device was doing.
Upstairs Ashley had tossed off her shoes and socks and unbuttoned her shirt revealing she was bra-less underneath. She tossed the shirt at Ethan who caught it and watched with excitement as the beautiful, slender, alt-punk girl stood topless in front of his bed and shimmied out of her jean shorts. She stood there in lavender thong panties giggling as she tossed her hat in the air and fell back onto Ethan’s bed. Ethan quickly scrambled to undo his belt and pants and catch up to Ashley in terms of nakedness as Ashley playfully stretched out her long sexy legs and tried to help Ethan by pulling his boxers down with her neon blue painted toes. Finally Ethan was undressed and climbed on top of Ashley, pressing his naked body against hers. She cooed and kissed him intensely on the lips. Ashley ran her hands through Ethan’s blonde hair and rubbed her feet up and down his hairy calves. Ethan slid the thong panties down her tattooed thighs and down to her ankles where she skillfully flung them onto the floor. The two teenagers rubbed their naked bodies together for a few moments, caressing every inch of each other. Ethan reached up to caress Ashley’s perky C-cup breasts causing her pink nipples to harden at his touch. She sucked on his neck with her plump lips, the metal of her lips ring grazing his skin.
“You’re on the pill right?” He asked her in a whisper.
Her eyes were shut tight as she continued to stroke his chest and nibble on his earlobe. She nodded and whispered “uh huh.” In a high pitched turned on voice.
Ethan reached down to stoke her clit. Ashley was completely shaved down there except for a neatly trimmed landing strip. He tickled her clit and stuck his fingers inside her extremely wet vagina. She gasped and moaned and clawed at his shoulders with her neon blue painted finger nails.
“Stop fucking around babe and get inside me!” Ashley squealed in a horny voice and a wicked smile.
Ethan didn’t need to be asked twice. He quickly slipped his dick inside her causing her to moan loudly and pull him closer to her. She wrapped her legs around his entwining the two teens and Ethan began to thrust powerfully into Ashley. She let out gasps of pleasure at each gyration and kissed him passionately.
“This what you wanted?” Ethan asked with a cocky smile as he thrust deeply into Ashley’s soaking wet pussy.
“Oooo yeahhh!” Ashley said in a high pitched horny squeal.
She continued to moan louder with each thrust as her tight young body slid across Ethans but suddenly her mind aged over 70 years and her loud moans of ecstasy turned to slight moans of confusion.
“Ooo you like that baby?” Ethan asked wondering if he was suddenly doing something wrong.
“Ehhhh?” Ashley rasped in a still young pretty voice, opening her eyes and looking around blearily.
Ashley focused on the young man pumping into her and looked shocked and scandalized. “Wha- get off of me, young man!” She snapped.
Ethan quickly pulled out and hopped off the bed. She squinted at him.
“Who are you!? What do you think you’re doing!?” She demanded.
Ethan thought she had maybe taken some mushrooms or something and was tripping out so he calmly approached her again.
“It’s me baby. It’s Ethan… the dude of your dreams!” He added in a cocky tone hoping that would get her back in the mood to have sex.
Ashley was confused by his words and pulled away covering her breasts from his sight. Or rather where she thought her breasts were. She suddenly looked down at the slim young arms folded just below her perky bare tits and nearly fainted. Her hands quickly shot up to feel her smooth cheeks and neck.
“Oh my god! I’m young? I’m young!!” She exclaimed now jumping out of bed and throwing the thoughts of modestly aside.
Ethan admired her toned heart-shaped rear as she rushed to the mirror.
“Young and smoking hot!” He added with a grin.
Ashley stood at the mirror fawning over her young body. A body that she believed she hadn’t had in over half a century. She cupped her gravity defying breasts in her hands and bounced them a few times.
“Oh my! They’re so perky! I had forgotten they were ever this perky! Oh and my cute little behind!” She exclaimed happily checking herself out in profile and running her hand along her toned ass cheek.
Ethan had no idea what was happening or what Ashley was on about, but he was enjoying the show.
Ashley ran her hand along her trim side. “You can make out my tattoos again! There are no wrinkles anywhere! I can’t believe I’m young again!!” She cried happily jumping up and down like a giddy teenager.
“Uh what do you mean ‘again’?” Ethan asked extremely confused.
Ashley turned around and looked at Ethan for seemingly the first time. She pursed her lips, admiring how cute he was. She hadn’t been able to hold the attention of a man this young and cute for many, many decades she thought.
“Never mind that…. Sooooo you’re my boyfriend?” She purred not sure how she ended up young again and in this boys room and not much caring as long as it stayed that way.
Ethan looked at her surprised, since he thought that Ashley wasn’t interested in a serious relationship. She had just talked with him about being laid back and having fun while they were young and didn’t have to worry about ‘labels’ now she was tossing out terms like ‘boyfriend’.
“Woah… I mean… uh I guess if like you’re…. uh…” He stammered over his words not sure how to answer.
Ashley walked seductively over to him appreciating how swiftly and gracefully she could move now with steady legs and no aching pains in her back and joints. She rolled her shoulders back feeling the regained strength of her body and moved close to him so that her bare breasts pressed against his chest and her plump lips could kiss his.
“It doesn’t matter sonny. Let’s just get back to what we were just doing.” She said kissing him firmly and motioning to the bed.
Ethan furrowed his brow at ‘sonny’, thinking it was a bizarre term of affection but feeling her lips against his and the invitation to have sex again was all he needed. He climbed into bed, kneeling in anticipation of Ashley laying down.
“Mmmm I’ll be on top. I was to give these young hips a spin…” She purred pushing him down onto the bed and mounting him hungrily.
Moments later the two teens were in sexual heaven as Ashley bounced up and down on Ethan’s dick. She tugged at her long brown hair and furiously stroked her own breasts and she pushed deeper onto him. She moaned loudly and laughed.
“Oh god! This is amazing! I haven’t had intercourse like this since before your parents were born!” She screamed while gyrating vigorously.
Ethan was moaning and enjoying everything as well until he heard that last sentence and then he looked up concerned.
“Wait – what!?” He exclaimed.
Meanwhile downstairs Jacob was fumbling in the kitchen to put together a bowl of oatmeal while Granny Margaret rocked her old body in her comfy chair intensely watching a soap opera with the volume all the way up. The little old woman reached up with a palsied hand and took her dentures out, putting them into a cup of water on the tray next to her, figuring that she wouldn’t need them to eat oatmeal. She folded her veined trembling hands on her frail lap and breathed shallow breaths as the show played in front of her.
Jacob had finished the oatmeal and was putting it on a plate to bring it over when Margaret’s mind regress 70 years. Her sunken eyes shot open at the sudden feeling that her entire body ached and suddenly felt very heavy. Jacob was walking over with the bowl when he heard the old woman scream. He quickly rushed over, carefully placing the bowl on her table next to her teeth and ran around to see the elderly grandmother holding her wrinkled trembling hands in front of her and staring at them in horror.
“Is everything all right??” He asked not sure what to do with what he assumed was a severe episode of senility.
He watched the 88 year old feel her drooping jowls on her face and her turkey waddle of a neck and then reach down and feel the soft formless sacks of her breasts laying limply on top of her paunch and begin to wail in terror. She looked up at him with pleading eyes.
“I’m old! I’m so old!!!!” She cried.
Jacob walked over to comfort her by patting her crooked back.
“There. There. It’s all right. We all get old eventually.” He said hoping it would make her feel better.
“But I’m only 18!! How did I get so old!?” She wailed feeling her wrinkled face again to confirm how old she was.
Jacob vaguely remembered someone once saying that you shouldn’t argue with Alzheimer’s sufferers. So instead he tried to be encouraging.
“You’ve lived a good life granny Margaret!” He said to her with a chipper smile.
The old woman looked up at him suddenly more distressed.
“Oh my god! I’m a grandmother!?? I can’t be a grandmother! I’m not even a mom! I haven’t even graduated high school yet!” She wailed through sobs.
Jacob looked around helplessly while rubbing her back, hoping she would snap out of whatever this was.
“Gran- er, Margaret…” He began to say.
“Peggy! My name’s Peggy! No body calls me Margaret!” She snapped, sniffling.
Jacob felt bad that she was so upset and seemingly forgetting the past 7 decades of her life. He stroked her thin while hair and gave her a kind smile.
“Peggy, do you remember where you are right now? I made you some oatmeal.” He said hoping that would jog her memory.
Peggy looked over disgusted at the oatmeal and then saw her teeth on in the cup.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god… are those my teeth!” She said quickly grabbing them out of the cup and shoving them into her mouth so she wouldn’t be toothless anymore.
“I don’t even have my own teeth anymore!? Like what if I’m on a date and the guy goes to kiss me and my teeth fall out!... who am I kidding? What guy would ever date me now?” She asked cynically as she shakily attempted to get up out of her chair.
Jacob held out his arm for the old woman to grip and steady herself. She clung to him tightly as she found that her frail old legs wouldn’t stand on their own without some support. Tears welled up again in her crinkly eyes. He looked down at the old woman trying to cheer her up and decided to placate her. He cupped her dangling cheek in his hand and smiled.
“You’re still beautiful! And uh… plenty of guys would be lucky to uh, date you… now let’s get you fed all right?” He said motioning back over to the oatmeal.
She looked at him and back at herself and her granny gown.
“You’re very nice… are you like my um ‘live-in nurse’ or something? God I’m not in a nursing home am I? Because that’s be like soooooo embarrassing!” She said looking around in fear that all of her friends and classmates were suddenly around laughing at her.
“No, no Gran- Marg- Peggy. You’re not in a nursing home. This is your house! I’m just visiting.” He said to her happy that she’s at least stopped sobbing.
“Are you my… grandson?” She asked as if she couldn’t bear to even say the word.
“Oh! No, I’m the friend of your grandson… great grandson actually” He said and then off of her horrified look quickly added. “But uh you’re really cool so I’m your friend too!”
She seemed to accept his answer and then smirked and looked at him with a twinkle in her rheumy eyes.
“I’m glad you’re not my grandson… or great-grandson or whatever. I think you’re kind of cute.” She said looking at him shyly and blushing. “Did you really mean what you said about me still being beautiful?” She asked hopefully.
“Absolutely!” Jacob said not aware of the fact that the old lady was flirting with him. He looked at her with a warm smile thankful that she seemed happy again.
Peggy took this as a bit of an invitation and without thinking hit him with one of her usual flirtation methods – the quick boob flash. But when she opened her housecoat to reveal her now shriveled breasts both of them yelped and jumped back in disgust.
“Uh, uh, uh, uh.” Jacob just rambled trying to think of what someone does when they are flashed by their buddies grandma.
Peggy meanwhile was on the verge of crying again, gripping the television for support and now peaking inside her housecoat at her offending breasts.
“Ewwww!!! Oh my god! Look at my tits!” She cried.
“I did!” Jacob said still in shock.
“They’re like shriveled up prunes!! Oh god, you must like want to run screaming!” She whined.
Jacob though took her comment as almost a challenge of his ‘nice-guyness’ and insisted.
“No! It’s fine! It’s cool! It’s cool! I don’t mind!” He said trying to convince himself as much as the old woman in front of him.
She looked at him hopefully.
“Really?” She asked, almost touched.
Jacob composed himself, knowing that this meant a lot to the old girl.
“Yes. Really.” He said stepping closer to her and giving her a gentle hug. She gripped him as tightly as she could with her weak arms and then looked up at him, the twinkle once again in her eye.
“Could you do one teensy little thing for me?” She asked wetting her lips in anticipation.
“Anything.” He said, proud of himself for being such a great guy.
“Um… old ladies get like… sponge baths right? Because we’re too old and feeble to clean our wrinkly old bodies? Would you um… GIVE me one? Pretty please?” She asked with the inflection of a teenage girl who was used to getting her way with men, not the frail old lady she appeared to be.
Jacob looked down at her wide-eyed not sure what to say as the ceiling above them creaked from the sounds of a pair of teenagers having passionate sex.
A few minutes later Ethan and Ashley came out of his bedroom sweaty and barely dressed. Ethan was just wearing his shirt and boxers while Ashley was just wearing one of Ethan’s dress shirts she had found in his closet. It came down to the middle of her creamy upper thigh.
“Mmmmm that was quite the work out sonny boy! It certainly put a hitch in my giddyup!” She said.
Ethan smiled enjoying the sex but quickly made a pensive face, becoming frustrated by her sudden insistence to talk like she’s a 90 year old woman.
“Yeah it was pretty good.” Ethan said.
They began to walk downstairs, Ashley looked around at the décor of the home and Ethan looked around for Ethan noticing that he wasn’t in the kitchen where they had left him and his nana also seemed to be missing.
“You know I don’t for the life of me remembered how we got here.” Ashley began as they got downstairs. “But looking around things are starting to make sense. I’m guessing I’m a friend of your granny and you secretly had a thing for this old gal so you seduced me and brought me up to your bedroom and then did some voodoo hoodoo so that you could sex me up while we’re the same age!” She said trying to make sense of what was going on.
Ethan was only half hearing what she was saying because he was trying to hear if everythign was all right with Jacob and his Nana. He could hear water running in the bathroom. He turned to Ashley to tell her to stop rambling crazy talk.
“Shhhh! Stop being weird. It’s not a turn on!” He said cautiously approaching the bathroom.
“Hey I’m not complaining sonny! I can’t imagine we would have gotten very far if you hadn’t made me young and vernal again!” She said with a chuckle running her hands down her sexy body.
Ethan slowly pushed open the bathroom door to reveal his shriveled old nana laying in the tub with Jacob sitting outside of it massaging the wrinkled soles of her aged, liver-spotted foot and rubbing a loofa down her veiny withered leg.
“Oooo Jacob, your hands are magic!” Peggy quavered with her eyes tightly shut, enjoying the feeling of his touch.
Ethan and Ashley stood in the doorway shocked and silent for a moment before bursting out laughing.
Jacob jumped back startled and embarrassed.
“Dude! I can explain!” He yelled quickly.
Peggy opened her eyes and saw the two teens laughing in the door and screamed covering her shriveled body with her frail arms.
“Aiiiii! Don’t look at me! I’m old and gross now!” She cried.
Ashley smirked.
“Don’t worry dearie. These boys can make you young and pretty again!” She told the mortified old woman.