"Mommy says you don't like girls?" Rachel, Jean's oldest, her spitting image, pulls at Emma's leg as Emma tries making spaghetti. "Do you not like us?"
Before Emma could say anything, she notices Rachel's big, gleaming eyes and pouty lips.
"... Of course I like you girls." Emma assures.
"I told you she like girls, Natty and Maddy!" Rachel shouts loudly, running into the living room victoriously.
Jean, sitting at the kitchen table, smirks with a glass of wine in hand.
"... You really don't know how to cook, do you?" Emma comments, trying to ignore the kids arguing in the front.
Jean shirts her spongy shoulders. Emma had to literally restart dinner. She has no idea what Jean was trying to do, but involved processed cheese and noodles! *** "Processed cheese and noodles?" Emma raises a brow as her date for the night, a young version of her wife, blushes a deep shade of red with a slice of pizza in hand.
"It was our first dinner as a married couple... I've never cooked before.
Emma laughs. She walked passed Jean after school, causally asked her out to dinner as a gesture of good will and impulsive reflex. Jean, absent minded, accepted, and now they're going over what Hợi should and shouldn't do in the kitchen.
"Have you heard of anyone, ever, making spaghetti noodles with process cheese?" Emma laughs, her belly jiggling like a wave.
"Well... I just thought that Mac and cheese..."
"Jeannie, sweetie, No." Emma sighs. "This must be genetic, my wife can't cook if her life depended on it!"
Jean starts to blush. Thinking about that relationship.
"So, um... I was wondering... how's you two get together?" Jean asks, dying to know the answer.
Emma smiles, fondly thinking about her past.
-"Jean and I were a lot like you. Rivals." -"Jean saw me one day in high school, demanded I go on a date with her, and the rest is history." -"She ran me over with a moped." Emma laughs.
"We weren't fighting over Scott though. When we were kids, the fight was over Logan."
Jean makes a disgusted face.
*** "Logan?" The Young Emma questions as she washes dishes with the Milf Jean.
"I was just so..."
"Competitive?" Emma answers.
Jean cackles much like a mom at a PTA bake sale. Emma cringes. Is that just a laugh that grows with time?
... And why did she kinda like it?!
"She didn't even love Logan. You... She just didn't want me to have him." Emma explains.
Jean contemplates the relevance there. Does she even want Scott or does she just hate the idea of Emma having him?
Is it even really about Scott?!
"She beat the crap out of me." Emma adds. "And well... the fight quickly turned into something else entirely.'
"In the middle of class?!" The Young Emma drops her jaw.
"It was just kissing!" Jean laughs..." Okay, I got to second base. But that's it!"
"... I don't understand how I... no... how this world's me started dating you after that."
"Let's just say I'm a real good kisser." Jean winks at the young version of her wife.
-The Older Jean insists Emma shares a bed with her. -The Older Emma and Jean end up at a bar. -Time Skip to The next therapy session
"I just got Hope to lay down which means it's time to hit the hay!" Older Jean said excitedly. She grabbed young Emma's hand and began pulling her towards the master suite.
"Er...I thought I'd be sleeping in the guest room?"
Jean cocked a brow and put a hand on her spongy hip. "But you're not a guest? You're an alternate version of my wife. So you're sleeping in my bed. With me. Don't worry -- it's a king-size so there's plenty of room. And you're so tiny -- it'll feel huge."
"Jean, I can't possibly do that! I'm married!" Emma flashed the ring on her left hand. Scott had spent a pretty penny on it -- knowing his girlfriend would say no if it wasn't an impressive rock.
Jean completely ignored the blonde and continued to pull her to the master bedroom. When they got there, Jean pushed her onto the bed and waddled over to the bathroom.
Emma heard the sink turn on as the redhead washed her face and put on a green cucumber mask. She came back out in a fluffy robe that did little to hide her massive, swaying hips and freckled cleavage. Her wife's younger self was still as the redhead plopped down on the bed, causing it to groan under her weight. Emma could only imagine what kind of stress the poor bed was under when the older Jean and Emma...did it! That visual should've disgusted her but, for some reason, now it made her feel all...warm.
Jean grabbed a cheesy romance novel off the nightstand and smirked at the blonde. "If you're feeling horny, just let me know. It's not cheating -- you're my wife."
Emma winced. "God, no. No. Definitely no. I'm married. And I'm sleeping on the couch."
Jean rolled her eyes. "You'll come back. That sofa is killer on the lower back. My Emmy knows that."
Emma didn't reply. Instead, she focused on curling up on the admittedly very uncomfortable couch and trying hard not to think about Jean. Although they were in counseling, it was clear the older Jean and Emma were crazy for each other. And, just like Emma, they'd been fighting over a boy. Was all their fighting really worth it? Should they have been looking at each other all along?
- Older Emma takes Jean to a bar - Older Jean wonders if Younger Emma is submissive or dominant
The week progressed rather fast, with the Young Emma getting into the swing of things at the Frost Household.
A lifestyle dominated by parenthood, Jean watched as Emma tied the shoes of their youngest, Hope, wondering if Emma was the kind of woman that liked dominating or being dominated.
With her Emma, it was dominated. That relationship started with Jean on top and it's stayed that way for decades. Jean was curious if this was a unique trait, or, something all Emma Frosts happened to share?!
The night came, an exhausted Emma lays beside Jean, as far away as she could. It's the second night, Emma had enough of that brick of a couch! She hates sharing a bed with Jean of all people... but that guest bed? Amazingly worse on her back!
"I was wondering." Jean asks, night gown showing off her impressive cleavage. "Have you and Scott..."
"Obviously." Emma laughs. Unsure why Jean is bringing this up. But not surprised. That woman asks so many off the wall questions it's incredible. Not an hour ago, she asked Emma how she felt about cookie dough ice cream!
"Okay, but, well... do you like taking control or being controlled?" Jean asks with curiosity in her seductive voice.
Emma is a loss for words. What the hell is Jean talking about?!
-Emma answers honestly, she likes taking the reigns. -Emma answers honestly, she likes a man that takes charge. -Emma doges the question and goes to sleep. Snoring like a grizzly bear. This turns Jean on and she can't help masturbating to sound of her wife snoring.
"I mean...god, are you really...?" Emma groaned. Why was this Jean always trying to pry into her life? It was what the therapist recommended but still. Emma found it annoying.
"Please?" Jean looked at her with those big green eyes and Emma sighed.
"I guess...I guess I like taking the reigns. I initiate...and I'm on top." She groaned again and put her face in the pillow. "God, why am I telling you this?!"
Jean smiled happily. So this little Emma liked to be dominant? That's cute. Jean wouldn't mind having her wife initiate once in a while. And maybe even use the strap-on on her. Jean had always been so dominant that she'd never even thought about it.
"That's so cute! Do you peg him?"
"Shhh! You'll wake up the babies." Jean grunted and sat up, peeling off her robe and exposing her naked breasts to Emma for the first time. The blonde's blue eyes were locked on Jean's heavy, saggy tits and large, brown nipples. They were a shocking -- and admittedly arousing -- sight.
"Fine. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Goodnight, Emmy." Jean turned off the light and laid back down like it was nothing.
Emma laid there, staring at the ceiling and thinking about how strangely sexy Jean's chest was. Those saggy tits, that'd fed four hungry mouths, were certainly matronly...but Emma didn't mind that. Hell, it kinda turned her on.
Emma glanced over at Jean. She could tell from her quick breathing that the heavy redhead wasn't asleep.
- Emma acts like she's asleep and hears Jean masturbating - Young Jean admits she's submissive to Emma at a bar -- after many, many beers!
Was taking the Young Jean to a Lesbian Bar a smart decision?
"I just want to be held!" Jean slurs, holding a big glass of whisky in hand.
Nope. But Emma couldn't help but find the sight amusing! It was like a time machine, before Jean only drank red wine between pregnancies. Back when she'd drink wine coolers and slurp Jell-O shots!
4 Whiskeys and a 3 strawberry vodka shots and Jean was just out of control! Wooing to every single high spirited country girl song played on the jukebox.
"Scott never held me once." Jean sniffs. Emma nods, feeling more and more uncomfortable as Jean describes in detail what horrible sex she had with Scott.
"i bet you know how to treat me right!" Jean laughs.
Emma is happy they're isolated from most of the bar. Even a bar known for very casual, open sex, Jean was at an 8 when the tone was barley a 3.
Jean just couldn't help but confess that big, fat monkey on her back. How Scott just wasn't the one. And, ultimately, she just didn't like that Emma swooped in out of nowhere.
"I bet you like holding me down with your big, feminine arms, right?!"
Emma shakes her head. Regretting this entire night was her idea!
"No, that's something my Jean does, actually." Emma admits, sipping on a martini, trying to be refined in a trashy situation.
"I bet you like grabbing me from behind, nuzzling my neck, snipping at it again and again, and calling me names while you twist my sensitive nipples?!"
"Wow. No! Okay... First off, we're in public! Keep it down a notch. Secondly... no, you're describing my wife, darling."
"Boring. So I do all that stuff?!"
"I don't know your Jean too well. But me? I'd like to be dominated every now and then! Nothing too crazy, but I'm so tired of taking the reigns! And I'm 27! Who knows what how Jean feels about it!"
Emma can't deny that was strangely insightful and, perhaps, helpful. But her focus shifted as Jean rushed to the lady's room, in dire need of a toilet.
Emma smirks, grunting as she hoist her hefty body upwards. Maybe she has been a bit too submissive?
-The Young Emma wakes up to be being the big spoon... and can't help liking it! -The Young Jean wakes up to a horrible hangover and an incredibly helpful, greasy breakfast -Time skip to the therapy session.
Emma awoke to the sounds of little feet running across the hard wood. She groaned and attempted to turn over but quickly stopped herself when she realized what position she was in. Jean's plump form was curled up close to Emma, in a spooning pose. Her naked tits were spilling out onto the bed and, if Emma looked lower down, she knew she would've caught a glance of that massive ass -- as bare as the day the redhead was born!
She enjoyed the warmth for a moment of the matronly woman and the soft sounds of her snoring. She was a gorgeous woman. Every bit as pretty as her reality's Jean...just older and much plumper. But still a looker. Emma had to admit it -- she found Jean quite attractive.
"Ice skating practice, Emmy," Jean muttered under her breath. Her eyes were still closed but there was a slight smile teasing her lips. Had she been reading Emma's mind?!
Embarrassed, Emma jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes and went to grab Madelyne and Natalie. It was already awkward enough that Emma had admitted such a sensitive confession to herself. The thought that Jean had heard...the blonde needed to get out of that house ASAP!
"That smells both amazing and disgusting," Young Jean said groggily as she limply walked into the kitchen of her suite at Xavier's. "Did you make all of this?"
Emma, dressed in sweats and an apron, nodded as she flipped another pancake. "I knew you'd need a greasy breakfast to get you going after last night."
Jean plopped her bubble butt onto a bar stool and took the Advil and glass of water Emma handed her. "Yeah...I'm sorry about all that. Things got outta hand..."
"Jean, you admitted to an entire bar that you'd like a woman 'with strong feminine arms' to pin you down, call you names, and twist your nipples. It was more than just out of hand!"
Jean's face turned a bright pink. "God, yeah. What a mistake. I didn't mean those --"
"You did. And that's okay." Emma turned her attention to the bacon. "You clearly like women, Jean. And you clearly like Emma."
"You want this reality's Emma to pin you down, don't you? It's okay to be honest with yourself, Jean."
Jean's blush somehow intensified. "No! What?! Look, everything I said...I was drunk. That's it."
"Uh-huh. Sure." Emma put five strips of bacon, eight pancakes, and three eggs on Jean's plate. "Alright, eat up."
- Skip to the next therapy session - Young Jean can't deny her feelings anymore -- she admits she wants Emma to dominate her - Older Jean continues to tease Young Emma
JackpotMans: Bracket has been updated!
Feb 2, 2021 0:55:05 GMT -6
MeanMark: Would anyone be interested in contributing to a "FaceApp Creations" thread? Basically a place to share your face-agings of either celebs or people you know.
Feb 3, 2021 12:49:27 GMT -6
JackpotMans: If you are a part of round 2 of the AP Tournament, please check your messages! I would prefer to talk over discord if you use it, but I don't mind conversing here.
Feb 4, 2021 11:53:39 GMT -6
unknown: Is there some Italian?
Feb 11, 2021 14:55:40 GMT -6
unknown: discord.gg/3EvqCxvfsn I created this server in Italian about all kind of transformation in Italian language. But there isn't anyone in old age progression.
Feb 11, 2021 15:01:41 GMT -6
JackpotMans: AP Tournament has been updated! Check out the updates!
Feb 19, 2021 18:01:22 GMT -6
MeanMark: Just started an intractables thread -- join the FaceApp fun!
Feb 23, 2021 10:38:17 GMT -6
JackpotMans: Voting for round 2 will close tomorrow!
Feb 23, 2021 11:37:55 GMT -6
MeanMark: Two-fer Tuesday in the FaceApp thread!
Mar 9, 2021 15:13:46 GMT -6
MeanMark: If you're a fan of age swapping, today's post is for you (kinda)
Mar 18, 2021 13:33:13 GMT -6
kappa: More like age transfer? I get what you mean though. ❤️ It!
Mar 18, 2021 14:31:45 GMT -6
MeanMark: Has anyone else been using the Tapatalk app to access the boards on their phone? This site is suddenly gone from that app.
Mar 19, 2021 7:32:01 GMT -6
MeanMark: The forums are back on the Tapatalk app — weird!
Mar 21, 2021 11:36:43 GMT -6
JackpotMans: The final match for the AP tournament is up! Voting goes live tomorrow!
Apr 1, 2021 20:55:19 GMT -6
kappa: As a TG Fan, I've come across a lot of Great Shift stories, comics, and captions. Feel like this would be a fun AP theme. Have seen AP TG Great Shift Captions though, which definitely supports my thoughts on this cause those are awesome.
Apr 19, 2021 10:05:11 GMT -6
kappa: Y'all might enjoy Jupiter's Legacy. It also might bum ya out how youthful a woman 100+ looks. 🤣
May 7, 2021 13:55:29 GMT -6
kappa: R.I.P Paul Mooney ❤️
May 19, 2021 21:41:16 GMT -6
kappa: Episode 2 of Modok had an interesting AP scene in the end ❤️
May 26, 2021 10:09:28 GMT -6
kappa: Just watched the trailer to the new Space Jam movie. Candi Milo plays granny and her bits are awesome. "I'm gonna go old school on his butt!" Followed by break dancing with a walker. Also, SHE DRINKS A MARTINI.
Jun 8, 2021 9:52:26 GMT -6
kappa: i feel like they genuinely made this film for an older audience 🤣
Jun 8, 2021 9:52:42 GMT -6