Ok, so I just posted three new installments to this story universe. I will start working on the two requests now. Hopefully I will finish them soon. If you are enjoying this, it would be nice for someone to write an installment themselves.
Here is a quickie installment I did for fun. Hope you enjoy it.
Growing Old Together: A Great Age-Shift Story
Darcy was a cute 11 year old girl with short brown hair and freckles wearing what was likely her mother’s sexy Victoria Secret lingerie outfit that was both much too big and way too mature for her. It hung on her young frame like a tent. She was on the cusp of adolescence with no visible signs of puberty yet. But she was at the age of curiosity.
Next to her was a young 12 year old boy who looked like a boy scout wearing nothing but his tidy-whitey underwear.
“Are you sure this is what adults wear when they want to kiss?” asked the young girl.
“Yep, now do you want to do this or not?” asked the boy.
The boy hesitantly leaned over and gave the girl a quick peek on the lips. “Ewwww, that was gross!” said the boy. The girl squirted her eyes a bit. “Well it wasn’t that bad”
At this moment the time wave swept through the house and passed through the two children.
Suddenly, the girl aged to 14 and went through the first stages of puberty with a vengeance as her young body took on some curves and her breasts first appeared as puffy nipples and began to grow as her young toothpick legs began to take a more pleasing shape and tone. The boy shot up in height and seemed to gain a few pounds of muscle as he hit 15. They now seemed much more interested in each other’s bodies and more than just kissing. Their perception of reality was also aging with them, a much more rare form of this age shift.
“Greg, I want this first time to be extra special, after all, we can only lose our virginity once”
“Don’t worry Darcy, I do love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know they say we are too young to believe that, but I know it’s true. I also know we are both ready to make this commitment”. Greg leaned over and gently kissed Darcy who shuddered with excitement as he began to rub her young, developing 32B breasts.
Soon they continued to age, but gradually. It took a moment to see the changes occurring, but it was evident in the girl first as she quickly aged from 14 to 17. Her breasts suddenly grew quite large as her ass filled out as her hips widened and her body took on a very pleasing hourglass shape. Her legs grew long and very sexy as well. Soon, the Victoria’s Secret negligee that once hung on her youthful frame like a sack was now and she filled out to straining proportions as she finished maturing through puberty. As she matured into an 18 year old girl, her breasts were now a perfect 36C-cup and her hair lengthened to her shoulders as her face took on the look of a young woman and not a young girl.
The boy had shot up in height as well and his muscles seemed to swell a bit. They began to make more frantic foreplay as he slowly took off her teddy, revealing her large perfect and gravity-defying breasts with hard nipples.
Greg let his straining underwear drop to the floor revealing a very erect and enlarged penis. He gently led her to the bed as they continued to kiss and age. By the time they were lying on the bed, they were now both full-grown adults in their early twenties. They were out of college and just starting life as young adults. Greg’s face was now chiseled, while Darcy’s face sharpened as her body lost the last of its baby fat and her freckles disappeared. Her feet and hands were now womanly as they rubbed up and down along Greg’s body.
Darcy instinctively reached down and caressed Greg’s member as he moaned with pleasure, she lead it to her now full bush which had smooth and hairless moments before. As Greg mounted Darcy she let out a sharp squeal of pleasure. At the same time they both hit 30 years of age.
They should have been married a few years now and had a couple of kids by this point. Now both mature adults, one could see the lines of age begin to creep across their faces as slight gray hairs began to find their way into their hair. Darcy’s hair was now well past her shoulders, her taught body was aging faster as they began to gyrate and rock with passion. Each thrust made by Greg was like another year being added to their bodies. By the time they were both 40 years of age, Darcy’s impressive breasts seemed to enlarge a bit more and loose some of their tone as they seemed to spread a bit as she bit her lip in ecstasy. She was now older than her own mother. Time was speeding up for the two of them as they began to have frantic sex. 45 years of age, 50 years of age. Her daughter would have been a young adult herself now and getting married and starting to have a family of her own.
They were both beginning to look their age as they were now mature middle-aged adults about eligible for AARP instead of the two young 5th graders they once were. Greg was having a harder time as his energy level was decreasing. His salt-and-pepper hair showed his age as he lost more muscle mass. Darcy had tucked her legs up more, the once smooth suppleness of youth was gone as cellulite could be seen spreading across her upper legs and thighs. They were rubbing the side of Greg’s body with her now mature feet, that looked older than her own mother’s as her hands began to thin out, the fingers seeming more worn as she scratched Greg’s back as she moaned louder and louder. Her daughter should be a mother herself by now and Darcy would have been a grandmother by this time.
“Dear God Greg, more! More! Harder! Faster!” she screamed in a voice that was obviously much lower than before and much more mature.
Greg did his best but was losing ground fast as they both hit 60 years of age. Darcy’s hair was more gray than brown and Greg was now a silver haired distinguished looking man. Darcy’s body began losing its fight with time as she lost muscle tone and her breasts spread more as well as her once firm bubble butt which now had widened and softened. Her feet which were still rubbing up against Greg were now knarled and very bony, with calluses along the soles of her feet.
As they both reached 70 years of age Greg made one last hard thrust, “Here it comes sweetheart” moaned the old man in a raspy, deep voice.
“Oh GOD!” screamed the old woman as she shuddered with a multiple orgasm stronger than she ever felt was possible.
The 80 year old Greg collapsed into Darcy’s arms, sweat pouring off his body which was now that of a very old man’s. Darcy was now quite old as her lips were trembling and she wrapped her sagging arms around the man she loved. “That was so special my love” she rattled in an old woman’s voice. “I feel so very tired, I so wish we were young again” the 90 year old woman mumbled unaware that Greg was sound asleep in her arms. They were now both 95 as it stopped and looked every year of it. Her daughter would have been a grandmother at this point and Darcy a great-grandmother. The very old, elderly woman feel asleep with whom she now considered her husband of 75 years.
They would now have to be taken to a retirement home where they would live out their few remaining years together, a loving elderly couple.
Last Edit: May 3, 2019 14:33:43 GMT -6 by agemagic
Cheryl was a beautiful 18 year old High School Senior girl who had a crush on her high school English teacher, Mr. Parks. Mr. Parks was 48 years old, but quite handsome for his age and she just loved the way he read poetry in her class and as she was an avid bookworm, he seemed to be the only person she could relate to. He often joked that she was wise beyond her years, but she knew he would never show any real interest in her as she was too young.
Sitting at home reading “Withering Heights” she hoped to one day meet someone like Mr. Parks who would fall in love with her like Heathclift and sweep her away. She walked into her bathroom and stripped off her clothes. She had on a hot pair of red panties and matching bra and she decided to try something racy.
She set up her smart phone to take a selfie from a selfie pole stick. She laid back on her bed and posed and snapped the picture. She was a very well-endowed young girl on the cusp of womanhood and beautiful enough to be a model. Perhaps she would get the courage to text the picture to Mr. Parks one day.
As she was fantasizing about Mr. Parks, the time wave hit. Cheryl felt very warm all of a sudden. She soon began aging years in seconds. 18, 19, 20, 21 years of age. Her gravity-defying breasts exploded on her chest as they had a final teenage growth spurt as she raced into adulthood going from 34 C’s to 38 double D’s as her red bra could not contain them as it snapped off, much to Cheryl’s relief as they overflowed in her hands. She was now a full grown adult woman and stunningly beautiful. 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30….the freshness of youth was fading fast as she entered her thirties on the way to middle age. 31, 32,33,34,35,36,37,38….cellulite began forming some on her thighs as deep lines gained a foothold on her face as her hair dulled and frizzed out as gray streaks appeared.
“What’s happening to me?!” she cried out socked as her voice was now a good octave lower than before.
39, 40, 41,42,43,44,45,46,47,48,49, 50 years of age and it finally stopped.
She was now a very mature middle-aged woman of 50, not a teenaged girl on the cusp of womanhood, but of menopause. Shocked she examined herself in the mirror. Her once proud, perky gravity-defying breasts were now huge and sagging and as her whole body looked tired.
As she stood there in shock examining her middle-aged body she heard the music on her radio stop. It was followed by the elderly voice of a man claiming to be the hip DJ she had just been listening to as he read the news bulletin about the time wave. As the reality of it sank in, she stripped off her now way too small and tight red panties and bra. She winced at the sight of her now aging pussy and her hands looked more like her mother’s now, only she was now much older than her own mother and felt it, but then again, who knows how old she is now Cheryl thought. Hell, she could be just a kid now and I would have to become the mom! She put on a red top and nothing else as she thought about things for a bit.
She went to her mother’s bedroom and found some hair dye that her mother used to keep the gray hairs at bay and washed it into her own hair so it all looked black and eliminated the gray streaks. She then took some black finger nail polish and put it on, hoping it will hide the varicose veins in her aging hands more. Next she used some of her mother’s make-up to do her face. When she was 18 she rarely used any make-up as her skin and complexion had been flawless. Now, however, her face was worn and tired looking, but still not bad for a woman of her age now. She used eye-liner a bit heavily to cover up the crow’s feet and then some light lip gloss. She then took a few of her mother’s conservative bracelets on put them on. As she examined herself in the mirror she felt she didn’t look so bad for a woman of 50. But she was also feeling some hot flashes as she realized she was on the cusp of menopause.
Then a thought hit her, she was now old enough for Mr. Parks! That excited her and she decided it was time to do something about these feelings. This time she was going to do something even more racy as she felt so mature and sexy now, so grown-up and adult. She half-way put on one of her mother's light blue nighties, but her breasts were much bigger than her mother's, still she left it on and took a seductive shot trying to look pouty as she showed off her new mature breasts.
She turned on the water in her bathtub and added a bit of bubble bath soap as she shimmied out of her stretched red panties and stood completely nude in the bathroom. She then caught a glimpse of her nude body in the mirror.
At first she winced at the sight of her softer aging body and sagging breasts, but a new found sensuality began to take hold, a feeling of sensual maturity as she began to pose and show off her newly matured assets.
She pulled her hair back and clipped it into place as she got into the warm bathwater. She had set up her cell phone on a tripod and had the timer set to take a series of pictures, She then posed sexily in the bath as the camera snapped away. First she leaned up on the tub and rested her large breasts on the edge and smiled mischievously.
Then she hefted her large breasts up and cradled them under her right arms to show off how much they had grown and matured.
Finally, she was done and she then hesitated for a moment then biting her lower lip she texted them to Mr. Parks cell phone and anxiously awaited a response.
Soon she got a text back. “Wow Cheryl! You look amazing now as an adult older woman! That time wave really made you a true cougar! You’re beautiful!”
It worked! She had seduced Mr. Parks and he thinks she is beautiful! She quickly texted back. “Then how would you like to break this older woman’s cherry?”
There was a pause and then a photo appeared on her phone. It was Mr. Parks, or rather Benji now. The turned on face of a 14 year old boy appeared. “I would love to if you don’t mind waiting a couple years till I’m at least 16.”
Cheryl was crushed! She was now old enough to be his mother, if not grandmother! Oh well, perhaps two years will go by quickly and he will still want her when she was 52. Then she smiled wickedly. "So Benji." she purred, "how about I see how excited I can make you little man," as she began to caress her body on Facetime, the young boy gulped as Cheryl began moaning as she began to masturbate. Benji could not contain his young raging hormones any longer as he came in his pants instantly at the sight of this very mature and adult former student of his fingering herself. Maybe he wouldn't wait two years after all!
.she should be pushed to a even older age if her complete body is still maintaining her good looks even in middle age.
Christie began to fantasize in ways she had never done before. She closed her eyes and pulled her long hair out of her face as she felt the new weight of her large breasts and it excited her. She began feeling her new body with curious and frantic fingers, touching and caressing.
She looked down and began caressing her large breasts as well which excited her, until she exploded with passion causing her to moan loudly. She laid back across the chair, pulled up her dress and reached down between her thighs, still amazed at the full bush of hair that was now there and began to probe deeper and deeper as she bit her lower lip as a feeling like none other began to build inside her. as she climaxed. As the feeling warmed her and began to subside, she still caressed her large nipples and smiled, "So this is what it is like to be a woman, eh?
Suddenly another hot flash took her by surprise as she arched her back on the bed. "No, not again!" she groaned. When it stopped this time she felt tired, and as she sat up she saw herself in her mother’s mirror and gasped. She had aged another 20 years and was now a very mature, older attractive middle-aged woman of 45. Her hair was slightly gray and her once baby smooth skin was now a little looser as lines of age were now apparent on her face as crow’s feet were obvious around her eyes as well. Her hands looked much older too, more worn and motherly now. Her large breasts were sagging some now in her very tight blouse and her once taught firm rear was sagging some in her panties. She was older than her mother now and felt it. But for an older, mature woman she was still very attractive. "Oh God" she whispered and then put her hand to her throat in surprise to how much lower it had gotten and a bit more raspy as well, "What happens if this hits me again?" She began to worry about the possibilities.
As Christie got up, or rather now 'Christina,', she was still in a state of shock. Somehow, she knew that this ordeal was not over yet and she decided to be prepared like her brownie training had taught her, only now she was old enough to be a Den Mother, if not grandmother. She quickly stripped off the sun dress she had originally put on and cringed as she caught her reflection in the mirror, her once taught, sexy body was now showing the ravages of time. She found another one of her mother’s cocktail dresses that was probably a bit young for her now, but she put it on anyway. Oh God, she thought, she was now more than 10 years older than her own mother! She went to the bathroom and cut her now very long hair as best she could with scissors but it was far from a professional job as she then tried to dye it with blonde highlights to get rid of the gray that was now weaving its way through her hair.
The dress was still a bit tight in the breast area and her nipples were still pressing hard against the fabric, but everything else fit nicely and showed off her aging legs. She then slipped on a pair of silver dress shoes from her mother’s closet and put them on her aging feet. She sat on the edge of her mother’s bed and looked into the mirror and tried to smile looking cute. She looked more like a middle-aged cougar and MILF trying too hard to look younger than she really was.
Just as she finished posing and stood up to close the closet door another hot flash struck her, but she managed to stay on her feet this time with the help of holding on to the bed post. She watched in horror as she felt herself getting older and older.
It was like watching a time machine speed up in the mirror as she observed her hair, which she had put up into a bun, weave silver streaks of gray until there was nothing left but gray. The lines in her face grew deep as did the lines and bags under her eyes. Wrinkles formed on her forehead as her cheeks slowly sagged into jowls. Her hands, which were holding onto the bed post, thinned and the skin became translucent and loose as liver spots mottled them and the joints became swollen and painful. Her forearms began to sag from loss of muscle tone as they turned into flabs of wattle like her grandmothers. Her once very luscious legs were now pasty white and loose from age as she glanced down and watched her feet age before her as the veins appeared them and the toes dried out and knotted up and curled from advanced arthritis. She could actually feel the osteoporosis form in her bones as she hunched over more and more as her hands began to shake with extreme old age, her hair now a bright white. Her lower lip began to shake some too as her eyes lost focus on the transformation due to cataracts.
As the feeling finally ceased she knew she was now old, almost ancient. She somehow managed to strip off her now too tight and useless dress and shoes as well as the panties and underwear which no longer fit and she found a loose green ankle skirt and sweater as she was now constantly cold. She cut her now snowy white hair short as well. Her grandmother had left some things there from when she had last visited so she was able to find a pair of support stockings and flat shoes as well as one of her walking canes, which she now needed badly. She took a large purse and as she finished she was exhausted!
She could barely shuffle across the room to collapse into the waiting armchair, a very elderly woman of 90 years of age. She was now older than her grandmother and she felt every bit her advanced age. "Dear....lord" she rattled, shocked at how low and old her voice sounded, "I am sooo old.....so...very..old. I was pretty though....I remember being pretty. Now look at me. I never even got to kiss a boy." She began to sob at the the thought of her lost youth. Her hands were trembling and knarled from the advanced arthritis and they hurt badly.
Was this the end of her Christina wondered? Was she going to have to live out what little time she had left in a nursing home having never experienced high school or college? Having never experienced life as a young woman or the joy of motherhood and middle-age? Her life had flashed before her and now she had transformed from a bright, youthful young girl to a very elderly woman. Perhaps another hot flash would strike her and she would simply age into dust. She soon sat down on the sofa as her mind began to wand.she should be pushed to a even older age if her complete body is still maintaining her good looks even in middle age.er as senility began to sink in. What was left of her life would have to be lived out in a nursing facility if anyone was left to discover the now elderly woman with Alzheimer’s.
“MOM!!” yet the voice sounded like an older adult’s voice and not a young girls. Samantha turned around to see Angie standing up staring at herself in the kitchen mirror.
No longer was there a 14 year old girl, but a very mature middle-aged woman of 45. A few white hairs could be seen in her hair along the front of her bangs and a few other gray hairs weaved into her red mane. She was examining her mature body. Her 38 D-Cup breasts had large areolas and nipples and they sagged a bit downwards from age and her overall body was a bit worn and the skin dry with crow’s feet and some deep laugh lines around her mouth but she was still very beautiful for a middle-aged woman. But to Angie, she was now too old as she began to sob as she closed her robe quickly unable to look at it any more. She quickly put her mother’s robe back on and collapsed onto her bed.
“Oh God Mom! I’m old! What’s happened to me? I’m only 14 years old!”
Samantha grabbed her much older daughter and held her tightly. “It’s ok Angie, you’re not that old, perhaps in your 40s, that’s not old at all. We’ll find out what’s happening, don’t worry.”
As she calmed down Angie she turned on the TV and immediately saw the news reports which were now on every channel and realized that it was a global tragedy and not unique to her household. At that moment she heard and high-pitched scream coming from the girl’s bedroom as she rushed in she found Ashley on her bed with her legs curled up with one hand squeezing her new large breasts and the fingers of the other probing her now adult pussy, the juices of which were glistening off her bush. Her little girl had been exploring her new adult body and had inadvertently had her first orgasm.
“Oh mother” Ashley panted, “That was unbelievable! I’ve never felt ANYTHING this good before!”
Samantha didn’t know whether to be shocked or amused. She was going to have to have a talk with Ashley about the birds and bee’s a bit sooner than she had planned on.
“The report said everyone was affected, but I don’t feel any….” Samantha realized she did have a hot and cold flash but she had not checked the mirror or her own body for changed as she was so caught up in her daughter’s conditions.
Samantha rushed to her bathroom and took a good look at herself. Something was different about her appearance. She seemed more youthful as she noticed that her large breasts seemed perkier than they had been and he overall skin tone was fresher. She pulled up her white tank top and looked at her breasts in the mirror. They were flawless once again and seemed to defy gravity. She looked to be about 20 years of age now. She had gotten younger and not older. The faint laugh lines and slight crows feet around her eyes, which were starting to betray her age as she was more of a middle-aged MILF, were now gone. As she traced her youthful face with her fingers she breathed a sigh of relief as she thought that she could have been regressed to a toddler or aged to an old woman. But now she had to deal with the girls….or rather women now.
She found some clothes that would fir them both and helped them get dressed. By the time Angie was dressed she looked like an attractive middle-aged woman, though it took time to find a bra that would fit her enormous breasts. Ashley had to be taught how to wear a thong and put on a bra, but once dressed, she was more stunning and beautiful than Samantha. She could be a playmate of the year easily.
As they spent the next few days at home Samantha taught the women the things they needed to know from how to deal with periods, to sexual conduct and more. As the days went by Angie began to go by Angela more and more as she accepted her new role as a mature older woman.
In fact, she stopped caller Samantha her mother and began calling her “Sam” and while she was now old enough to be both Samantha and Ashley’s mother, she insisted to be referred to as their older sister as she finally became brave enough to go out to the mall to shop for new clothes that were more fitting for a woman of her age. At the mall she ran into all manner of old classmates. One friend, Jessica, was worse off than she was and had aged into an 80 year old elderly woman, while other had been regressed to infants. But she did find some of her friends who had been aged close to her new age and they began to gather at the local coffee house each week to visit, a group of women now in their 40s and 50s. She even ran into a boy who she played with once who had aged into a distinguished looking 50 year old man and they began dating.
Ashley on the other hand, took up exotic dancing like her mother. Samantha had strong objections at first, but Ashley soon wore her down as she realized that she could not go back to school at her new age and what else was she to do? Ashley was also much more sexual now and seemed to leave all her tomboy ways far behind her as she learned quickly how to wear high heels and walk around seductively. She was a natural at learning the dance moves as she loved to move and sway her hips and body. She also had few inhibitions as a new adult and stripping came easily to her. She was soon the headlining favorite once her and her mother, or rather younger sister, Samantha created a routine for the both of them to do at the same time.
It was a strange new world and these are just a few of the millions of stories out there effected by the Great Age Shift. .she should be pushed to a even older age if her complete body is still maintaining her good looks even in middle age.
After making out frantically, their hands caressed up and down their adult bodies until Carrie finally brushed her hand up against Annie’s inner thigh and as she brushed the soft bush of her pussy Annie groaned in deep approval as the feeling was amazing. This caused Carrie to probe deeper and Annie then moved her hand to Carrie’s throbbing vagina, soon they were both giving each other hand jobs as the two woman moaned and finally as they climaxed together they screamed, Annie yelling “Oh God! Oh God!” and Carrie screaming “Yes Annie! YES! YES!!”
After experiencing their first orgasms and losing their virginity together Annie turned around as Carrie caressed her back. Annie could feel the weight of her large new breasts pull her forward and she liked how that felt.
Finally, Carrie sat back up as Annie put her arms around her and they both looked into the mirror in wonder at their new adult bodies and what they had just experienced. “Carol?” Whispered Annie.
Caroline like the sound of that. Yes, as a woman she should be called ‘Carol.’ Carrie was the name of a little girl. “Yes?”
“I love you.” She said.
“I love you too Ann”
“I don’t know why this happened, but I don’t want to go back to being a little girl again.” “I don’t think we will have to Ann. We can be like this for good I think.”
Ann began to play with Carols’ nipples, which turned hard almost immediately as Carol began to get moist again. “Let’s play house” she giggled and the two women began making love again.
Carol reached over and lifted Ann’s face back up and looked into her eyes and gave a wicked smile. “Let’s try this again.”
And with that she leaned in a kissed Ann long and hard. Ann shuddered with excitement, not sure what to do next as she was suddenly surprised to feel Carol’s tongue inside hers once again probing and dancing around her own tongue. It excited her more than anything ever had before and that warmth and wetness in her groin increased. They were two little girls in sexy adult bodies exploring their new-found sexuality.
Carol began re-exploring Ann’s body as she continued to frantically make-out with her. She then felt one of Ann’s large breasts as she fingered the nipple and then squeezed the breast. Ann moaned loudly at this. The feeling was so incredible!
Carol pulled back for a moment as they both caught their breath. Ann was still lying on the bed with her legs dangling over the edge. Carol stood up and positioned herself between Ann’s long legs revealing her young, sexy taught body and large youthful breasts with her nipples pointed erect. Ann stared at Carol for a moment. She had never seen a grown adult woman naked before and it filled her with lust as she felt incredibly excited as she took it all in.
“Like what you see baby?” smiled Carol.
Ann simply nodded, too stunned to say anything.
“Well, it is time for us to learn what it means to be a woman.” Carol giggled.
And with that Carol led Ann back onto the bed and began to make love to her. She may not have been experienced, but this time she was going to let her new adult hormones and urges guide her as she took charge of the situation asserting her new maturity, very much like her mother would have. She began suckling on Ann’s soft mature breasts, which drove Ann mad with desire. She then at the same time took her right hand and caressed her way down the small of her stomach through her thick red bush, until she found the opening in her vagina as she slid her fingers inside of Ann and found her clit.
Ann arched her back uncontrollably as she screamed, “Oh GOD! Oh GOD! That feels FUCKING AMAZING!”
Ann’s voice sounded so mature, so adult and her use of language was new as well. This turned Carol on even more as she began to massage Ann’s clit and suckle even harder on her breasts and slightly bite her nipples. Ann grabbed the iron frame of the bed and gripped it hard as she continued to arch her back and moan loudly. She soon felt a pressure building inside of her unlike anything she had ever felt before.
Ann’s grip on the bed frame was so tight it allowed her to lift her body up with an arched back as she experienced multiple orgasms that washed over her body with an extreme feeling of euphoria. With sweat glistening off her mature body she collapse in a heap as she let go of the bedframe and panted in approval. Carol smiled as she pulled her fingers out of Ann’s pussy, and she laid her head on Ann’s large breasts. Ann began to stroke Carol’s hair as she caught her breath. They then snuggled up to each other and looked across the room at the mirror on the wall. Staring back at them was not two 10 year old best friends, but two very adult women who were lovers.
“That was the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life.” Sighed Ann. “I think I am going to enjoy being a woman.”
Carol moaned in approval as well. “Ok Ann,” she smiled wickedly “Your turn to make a woman out of me.” .they should be pushed to a even older age if her complete body is still maintaining her good looks even in middle age.
ark: Whooaaa that mattress scene
Jun 10, 2020 18:34:55 GMT -6
MeanMark: Right? I maintain the opinion that they should have showed some sort of process for the TF, but still a great scene nonetheless.
Jun 11, 2020 8:26:26 GMT -6
kappa: I feel like the point of that scene was a conversation towards her fears with monogamous long term relationship. The Aging was merely an extension personified, AND, in the backseat of what was really going on. A couple communicating.
Jun 11, 2020 9:13:11 GMT -6
kappa: However, I'd have enjoyed a gradual progression, still, I kinda get that execution
Jun 11, 2020 9:13:59 GMT -6
amoscrow: How do I post some WIPS on here? I wanna post some progress on something me and my GF are working on!
Jun 13, 2020 15:57:38 GMT -6
kappa: Not an expert, but, I think you just insert it on one of the square below the attachmentS
Jun 13, 2020 16:01:03 GMT -6
kappa: the group of boxes, the fourth one
Jun 13, 2020 16:01:34 GMT -6