Chronos' Sisters - Times a Wasting
Apr 30, 2020 13:22:02 GMT -6
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Post by niddlyby43 on Apr 30, 2020 13:22:02 GMT -6
Prologue
Time usually tolls on a set pace, a minute, an hour, a day, a year and decades and so on. Magic it seems can be used to restrain that flow; momentarily or for all intents and purposes: forever. The Chronos’ Sisters (albeit they're wives not sisters, puritan historians: am I right?) had such a capacity; they weren’t as flashy as their other witch kind, but they made up for this in cunning. Despite their non super powerful nature, something came quite easily for them: people, more specifically their “time,” or “youth.” Various methods they’ve devised for extraction of the aforementioned “youth,” from requiring physical contact to a slow ebb of youth from a target; the Chronos’ have a way to remove that youthful glow from your face. Being two centuries old does have it’s quirks, but also its downsides. With each extraction, the rejuvenating effects of others’ time was less potent, not to mention if the extraction itself was quick: rendering the extracted youth much less viable. Some lessons still need to be learned even by the elderly….
Four youths were walking back towards their dorms during the late fall when intercepted by Bella, the younger Chronos. “My my aren’t we looking rather parched, my dear sweet children,” Bella said.
“Umm we’re not that thirsty, we’re just trying to get home,” Jeremy said. Young (not for long) Jeremy is a medium build youthful male, with a smaller face. He tends to wear somewhat large clothing on his frame, hiding his rather good physique.
“I mean she’s been staying at the building for a while now, Jeremy, let’s finally hear her out on this “tea,”” Shawna told. Dear sweet Shawna is rather athletic girl with quite defined thighs, one most becoming of a top junior Volleyball player; wearing her usual workout attire, a sports bra and yoga-esque pants. Sweat glistening on her legs, she was quite thirsty.
“Yo, they did lend us their unusually large back area for the warm-ups the other week,” Tina followed. Tina, much like Shawna, has an athletic build though lacks some definition of her friend; a bit more endowed than Shawna, her sports bra was at max capacity. Sweat pooling in her cleavage.
“You dear kids are so wonderful for humoring me,” Bella said snidely. “Hopefully it won’t be a waste of your time.”
“If y’all are OK with us going, I’m fine too; though we need to SHOWER after Shawna,” Sandy stated. Speaking of well endowed, Sandy was the one of the group with….bountiful assets; more so the ass. Being a coke bottle type, with a narrow waist and apple butt she is built more like a video vixen than a spikier, but like all things gravity will win.
Bella and the group of college students made their way into the large apartment her and Beatrix shared. The downstairs area was already lit and cups arranged as if they were expecting the young guests' arrival. “Please do sit, I hope this tea is to your liking,” Bella explained. Each youth had sat down around the table, sipping and chatting as the hour went on. “My wife Beatrix will be rejoining us shortly for….more conversation.”
The sweet warm tea was already working its magic on the young coeds aging them well into their 60s. “Can’t believe they extended practice this week, was working up a SWEAT,” Shawna said. Each passing sip, her breasts grew and grew; their growth however began a steep descent down her chest, with her bra hiding the deflating effects. “Is it getting hot in here or it's just this bomb ass tea,” she said in a voice a few octaves lower than usual. Random grays began weaving into her mane, with the texture of her hair taking on a more frizzy and dried look. Her massive thigh muscles begin to atrophy and shrink, causing a pooling effect of thigh flesh in her chair; prominent varicose veins begin to settle all over her form, crow’s feet and wrinkles multiplying.
“Mrs. Chronos’ it was awful sweet for you to invite us for tea,” Tina said. The warm malicious liquid began to work its time consuming effects aging her well into her 60s. Her massive breasts begin to sag, pooling her spacious sports wrinkled flesh spilling slightly over. “Dear me I seem to be..sloshing over…” Much like her breasts, her modest thighs and ass begin to enlarge and deflate; slightly pooling flesh of her thighs meets, muscles shrinking and fat dissipating. Greys and whites over taking her mane, age spots multiplying like cockroaches all over her body. Wrinkling creeping their way all along her face and hands. “Um...do y’all feel….dizzy?” Tina questioned.
“This tea is so delicious...I can feel it making me….sink,” Jeremy exclaimed. He too was succumbing to the effects of the tea. Muscle definition growing and fading with each sip, wrinkles popping onto his face and hands. Well defined pecs deflated and sagging into man boobs, abdominal muscle atrophying giving way to fat accumulation on his stomach. Arms and legs shrinking and shriveling to barely that off a preteen in strength. His large shirt fit quite snugly on his now miniature Santa Claus frame. Hairline retreating further and further back, until a horse shoe was left in its wake. “Did someone open a window or something? I feel an intense draft over my….head…”he said. He even felt the odd sensation of his member retreating into his body and not truly hanging.
“Yeah I can’t believe this level of hospitality….Mrs. Chronos…” Sandy replied. Having had the biggest thighs and ass of the bunch, she almost fell in on herself. Muscle shriveling and fat pooling, she seemed to dip slightly down in her chair; predominate varicose veins mare her entire thighs. Her small pert breasts, going no bra this day, begin their slope downward after finally picking up some much needed size. Bingo wings are left where biceps use to be, flapping in the air like a sad deflated balloon. Wrinkles collect on her frame, jowls becoming the norm with a hint of haze on her eyes. “Sorry it’s getting difficult to see in here….I can’t...oh my...where did all this jello come from?” she said. “Miss Chronos….your positively glowing…”
While the group of teens became old enough to apply for AARP, Bella and by extension Beatrix were quickly returning to their middle ages. “Well dear, I’m glowing because….how do I put this...your precious youth is now ours,” Bella retorted. For Bella, where wrinkles and sags once were youth and pertness became. Her ill fitting dress began to fit quite well on her frame, hanging belly receding and deflated breasts plumping up. Varicose veins gently disappearing from her legs and arms, hanging thigh flesh and bingo wings recede into non existence. The natural color to her nails returned with only a slight color remaining. Her haggard look fading with only hints of crow’s feet and slight wrinkles. “Dear fucking Christ this is lovely; I haven’t been able to get wet like this in decades,” she says touching her now middle age body. The four students stare in disbelief at this haggard old woman regressing right before their eyes.
“This isn’t possible….my….body….it’s so old..,” Tina exclaimed. She grasps at her massive over inflated bra, pulling at the wrinkled old flesh and watching it barely return to its previous state, “Growdy, my tit all play-do like…”
“No way??!! My hair….my strength...you can’t do this to us…”Jeremy said weakly.
“Give me back my taunt ass!!!” an audible sloshing sound is heard when Sandy stands, thigh and ass still jiggle as she stood. “Dear god I’m so flabby and saggy!!!” she exclaimed jumping slightly only for a mild cracking sound to be heard. “My back...why does my back ache so much…”
“Thish isn’t gonna standsh...waitsh..”as Shawna was talking a myriad of her teeth rapidly fell from her mouth. “Give itsh back...I can’tsh play ballsh with a weaksh bodysh like thish…”with each word more and more teeth fell, leaving her toothless.
Walking in slowly, Beatrix stands buxom as ever; wrinkles and sags erased away into middle age. “My dear sweet girl...ah woman..you think this is done? We’re only in our 40s; there’s still so much more to take..” winking at her now elderly and soon to be ancient victims.
The Chronos’ continue their rapid extraction of the once young victims well into their 100s. “Pleasesh….we’re already so oldsh now..I’m too youngsh..”Shawna says as time begins to pile on in earnest. Standing there, her face begins to collapse into itself; what little fat remained there evaporates into skin clinging to bone. Eyes begin to glaze over with age, dark circles on her sunken eyes appear; what was grey is now white and thinning. “My boobiesh...there...so sad looksh..” her once massive breasts sag and shrivel into flaps of skin held up only by the now spacious sports bra. Where fleshy hanging skin shrivels and sags till hanging skin on a bony thigh, once prominent calves are now sticks barely able to hold their position. “Yoush...are...evilsh..I want my...strengthsh..back,” elderly Shawna states. Despite her best efforts, age had quickly taken her ability to hold in her bladder and she began to void herself right there in front of everyone. “Nosh….my shortsh…”despite her shorts barely clinging to her frame with little to nothing besides her pelvis to hold them up.
“Shawna...you look...so..wait..”Jeremy said as a hair began to fall into his frail hands. The gut he developed in old age was deflating and sagging into a pouch as he aged into 100s. What was left of his muscles in his arms and legs completely atrophied, leaving the feeble old man shaking profusely while standing. “Stop….draining….us...you witch..” In a sad attempt at a punch, he barely missed Bella landing in the opposite chair from her. While sitting, his body collapsed into itself, fat disappearing into hanging skin on bone. Wrinkles had completely overtaken the poor man's face, arthritis riddling his body. “Everything...hurts...so much...you can’t doosh...this..” he said, breathing heavily. During the little exercise in futility, he had lost most of his teeth. Raising with great difficulty his right arm, he stared in horror and disbelief at how thin and weak it looked. He attempted to stand, labored breathing through the entire effort only to plop back down in the chair defeated. “Why would….you...make...so….old…”
“Dear boy, we were in desperate need of some youth...though this batch seems...weak; much like the lot of you will be today,” Beatrix explained. A wonderful glow had returned to her face and body, slight wrinkles and crow’s feet smoothing. Her bountiful bust had risen to higher heights, snapping her old bra. Dimply legs and slightly hanging flesh became pert and taunt again, the veins that had appeared disappearing. “Dear god I haven’t felt this good in a long time, as short lived as this maybe.”
“Fuck this, I have to get out of here!!” Sandy exclaimed. Making her mad dash toward the door, audible slapping noises were heard sagging cheeks making contact with one another. “I’m getting help from these freaks...everything feels….heavy….” she said as time accumulated on her. The severe bingo wings she possessed continued to enlarge and hang, skin losing its color and what was left of its tautness. What had been modest sagging of her breasts during her 60s, became deflated hanging skin with ashen nipples pulling at her rib cage. Heavy arthritis plagued her hands and feet. “My skin….its all….dry...and...and..old!! Stop this…..I’m too young….for this….” Her massive hanging ass all but pancaked to her now dimply hanging thighs, a deflated trash bag attached to a person. Her poor shorts never stood a chance and snapped up the hanging pressure, leaving the poor woman nude for all to see; her once proud full color bush was now white and thinning. One could even see she was holding back on herself from voiding her bladder. “Everything is so….hazy…..and...dull…”she said standing with great difficulty. Her face had wrinkles extensively over it, with her grey hair now thinning and white. With an audible “phhhhp”, she slumped on the floor, taking stock of her now decrepit self. Her massive deflated thighs pooling under her, like an empty sack. “I can’t stop...shaking….make it stop...STOPPP!!” she yelled. This yelling caused her to lose her focus and she began to fart, PHHHHFFFFFP. Blushing, she realized she may have done more than void her bladder.
“Dear me, I hadn’t realized you all may have incontinence getting too old; well we’ll clean you saggy asses when we're done with you,” Bella said, snickering.
“Yeah well….we’ll see about that,” Tina said, lashing out towards Bella. Despite what time had done to her, Tina attempted to strike. Cracks and noises emanating from her through the whole assault. Unfortunately for Tina, Bella was not one for violence grabbing the poor girl...woman like a rag doll.
“You know, many folk think of me less than my dear wife,” Bella explained while holding Tina by the throat. “While I prefer using the tea, even this little exercise was too fast. But I can siphon youth in a variety of ways, girl.” With that she let go of Tina, but for her the process will be greatly increased.
With that, Tina felt a wave of weakness wash over her as she aged even more than her friends, 120s. “When...we get out of here...my..my vision…”she said. The wrinkles began to multiple and over take her face, her form. Her massive breasts sagged even lower and began to deflate, simply floppy sacks of flesh with brown nipples overflowing her strained sports bra. Her arms became skeletal, with just hanging skin on them marred with liver spots and age spots. Her stomach became even more pouchy and deflated, wrinkles on every inch of it. Once grey hair had turned white and thinned, nearly enough to make out her skull. Her ass and thighs deflated and hung with little to no fat or muscle to support them; only her pelvis was keeping her ill fitting shorts aloft. Ass pancaking to her thigh, with swollen knees predominating on her legs. “I can’t see you very well, but when I get up…” she says strained as she attempts to move her decrepit form. Her body jiggled with each movement, culminating her standing with tremendous effort. Wiggling her skeletal finger at Beatrix, Tina became very dizzy and braced herself with the table; when she made contact, she made a very distinct sloshing sound on the floor. In her effort, she had voided her bowels right there,”You’ve made crap myself you...you...witches!” She said from pursed lips. Despite her level of intent, maintaining that position was very exhausting for her and she collapsed on the floor. “It’s not...fair….I should be...kicking..your ass...instead of….being helpless...on...this...floor,” she said with drool on her mouth..
“My my you surprisingly spry for a 122 year old; though much like the rest of your friends pissing and shitting yourself like a baby,” Beatrix said.
“It’s rather funny, you start life as a diaper clad infant and end it as a diaper clad decrepit. We have a wonderful place for the lot you: Sleepy Acres Nursing Home,” Bella says.
“Theysh wouldn’tsh keep ush theresh..” Shawna states, through her toothless gums.
“Don’t you worry your white haired heads; they’re well aware of our activities and are privy to….extra youth if we can get enough,” Beatrix states.
“You can return our youth...and we won’t say..anythingsh I swearsh?...”Jeremy said as he began to lose some teeth.
“Yeahsh, we won’tsh say anythingsh to anyonesh. Pleash make us youngsh,” Tina pleaded through her now toothless mouth.
“Please...this saggy old lady booty….I need...my...old body back…” Sandy also pleaded as she was attempting to cover herself and her mess.
“Sadly once the transfer is done it can’t be undone; so unfortunately for you, being 100 plus years old is now your norm. I will say sponge baths are quite relaxing from personal...experience,” Bella says.
“Let’s get them cleaned up for transport, hun.” Beatrix states.
“Yes..let’s…” Bella retorts.
From sagging rear-ends to deflated tits, cleaning up was a choir. After the mind numbing amount of time in cleaning up old saggy asses and transported to their new homes, the youth they had siphoned had already started to falter. Bella had gained much weight since the transport, “Goddammit this youth was trash, I’m already a balloon again.” Bella says.
“Preaching to the choir on that hun,” Beatrix retorts with her bosom gaining incredible mass, but also sagging tremendously requiring one of her unique bras. Age spots were starting to creep back up on the both of them, with slight wrinkles and crow’s feet making their way too. Standing examining her fleshy arms.
“It seems we need to take it...a bit slower on the next extraction hun.” Bella stated.
“Yeah...it's better that way; and did you see that hanging balloon ass on Sandy? Looked wonderful..”Beatrix pined.
“Well, should I be jealous?” Bella questioned.
“Not all, you know I got an appreciation for all ages of ass...especially yours dear.” Beatrix said.
“Waiting for summer will be a choir...I don’t like it when we get so old, I start having...issues,” Bella says.
“Unfortunately, we have to wait for the summer; that way we can do a proper process...and when we’re young and pert and again….the sex will be phenomenal,” Beatrix said.
“Hun the sex will be phenomenal regardless,” Bella says as she takes Beatrix for a kiss.
“Now….we wait….let’s go to bed, dear…”
Their next tale will continue….time as it were rolls on.
Edit: That's what I have so far, I'll work on more segments as time goes; this tale will continue with 6 more subjects and be...longer due to the whole extraction tidbit. Hopefully you enjoy this part.
Time usually tolls on a set pace, a minute, an hour, a day, a year and decades and so on. Magic it seems can be used to restrain that flow; momentarily or for all intents and purposes: forever. The Chronos’ Sisters (albeit they're wives not sisters, puritan historians: am I right?) had such a capacity; they weren’t as flashy as their other witch kind, but they made up for this in cunning. Despite their non super powerful nature, something came quite easily for them: people, more specifically their “time,” or “youth.” Various methods they’ve devised for extraction of the aforementioned “youth,” from requiring physical contact to a slow ebb of youth from a target; the Chronos’ have a way to remove that youthful glow from your face. Being two centuries old does have it’s quirks, but also its downsides. With each extraction, the rejuvenating effects of others’ time was less potent, not to mention if the extraction itself was quick: rendering the extracted youth much less viable. Some lessons still need to be learned even by the elderly….
Four youths were walking back towards their dorms during the late fall when intercepted by Bella, the younger Chronos. “My my aren’t we looking rather parched, my dear sweet children,” Bella said.
“Umm we’re not that thirsty, we’re just trying to get home,” Jeremy said. Young (not for long) Jeremy is a medium build youthful male, with a smaller face. He tends to wear somewhat large clothing on his frame, hiding his rather good physique.
“I mean she’s been staying at the building for a while now, Jeremy, let’s finally hear her out on this “tea,”” Shawna told. Dear sweet Shawna is rather athletic girl with quite defined thighs, one most becoming of a top junior Volleyball player; wearing her usual workout attire, a sports bra and yoga-esque pants. Sweat glistening on her legs, she was quite thirsty.
“Yo, they did lend us their unusually large back area for the warm-ups the other week,” Tina followed. Tina, much like Shawna, has an athletic build though lacks some definition of her friend; a bit more endowed than Shawna, her sports bra was at max capacity. Sweat pooling in her cleavage.
“You dear kids are so wonderful for humoring me,” Bella said snidely. “Hopefully it won’t be a waste of your time.”
“If y’all are OK with us going, I’m fine too; though we need to SHOWER after Shawna,” Sandy stated. Speaking of well endowed, Sandy was the one of the group with….bountiful assets; more so the ass. Being a coke bottle type, with a narrow waist and apple butt she is built more like a video vixen than a spikier, but like all things gravity will win.
Bella and the group of college students made their way into the large apartment her and Beatrix shared. The downstairs area was already lit and cups arranged as if they were expecting the young guests' arrival. “Please do sit, I hope this tea is to your liking,” Bella explained. Each youth had sat down around the table, sipping and chatting as the hour went on. “My wife Beatrix will be rejoining us shortly for….more conversation.”
The sweet warm tea was already working its magic on the young coeds aging them well into their 60s. “Can’t believe they extended practice this week, was working up a SWEAT,” Shawna said. Each passing sip, her breasts grew and grew; their growth however began a steep descent down her chest, with her bra hiding the deflating effects. “Is it getting hot in here or it's just this bomb ass tea,” she said in a voice a few octaves lower than usual. Random grays began weaving into her mane, with the texture of her hair taking on a more frizzy and dried look. Her massive thigh muscles begin to atrophy and shrink, causing a pooling effect of thigh flesh in her chair; prominent varicose veins begin to settle all over her form, crow’s feet and wrinkles multiplying.
“Mrs. Chronos’ it was awful sweet for you to invite us for tea,” Tina said. The warm malicious liquid began to work its time consuming effects aging her well into her 60s. Her massive breasts begin to sag, pooling her spacious sports wrinkled flesh spilling slightly over. “Dear me I seem to be..sloshing over…” Much like her breasts, her modest thighs and ass begin to enlarge and deflate; slightly pooling flesh of her thighs meets, muscles shrinking and fat dissipating. Greys and whites over taking her mane, age spots multiplying like cockroaches all over her body. Wrinkling creeping their way all along her face and hands. “Um...do y’all feel….dizzy?” Tina questioned.
“This tea is so delicious...I can feel it making me….sink,” Jeremy exclaimed. He too was succumbing to the effects of the tea. Muscle definition growing and fading with each sip, wrinkles popping onto his face and hands. Well defined pecs deflated and sagging into man boobs, abdominal muscle atrophying giving way to fat accumulation on his stomach. Arms and legs shrinking and shriveling to barely that off a preteen in strength. His large shirt fit quite snugly on his now miniature Santa Claus frame. Hairline retreating further and further back, until a horse shoe was left in its wake. “Did someone open a window or something? I feel an intense draft over my….head…”he said. He even felt the odd sensation of his member retreating into his body and not truly hanging.
“Yeah I can’t believe this level of hospitality….Mrs. Chronos…” Sandy replied. Having had the biggest thighs and ass of the bunch, she almost fell in on herself. Muscle shriveling and fat pooling, she seemed to dip slightly down in her chair; predominate varicose veins mare her entire thighs. Her small pert breasts, going no bra this day, begin their slope downward after finally picking up some much needed size. Bingo wings are left where biceps use to be, flapping in the air like a sad deflated balloon. Wrinkles collect on her frame, jowls becoming the norm with a hint of haze on her eyes. “Sorry it’s getting difficult to see in here….I can’t...oh my...where did all this jello come from?” she said. “Miss Chronos….your positively glowing…”
While the group of teens became old enough to apply for AARP, Bella and by extension Beatrix were quickly returning to their middle ages. “Well dear, I’m glowing because….how do I put this...your precious youth is now ours,” Bella retorted. For Bella, where wrinkles and sags once were youth and pertness became. Her ill fitting dress began to fit quite well on her frame, hanging belly receding and deflated breasts plumping up. Varicose veins gently disappearing from her legs and arms, hanging thigh flesh and bingo wings recede into non existence. The natural color to her nails returned with only a slight color remaining. Her haggard look fading with only hints of crow’s feet and slight wrinkles. “Dear fucking Christ this is lovely; I haven’t been able to get wet like this in decades,” she says touching her now middle age body. The four students stare in disbelief at this haggard old woman regressing right before their eyes.
“This isn’t possible….my….body….it’s so old..,” Tina exclaimed. She grasps at her massive over inflated bra, pulling at the wrinkled old flesh and watching it barely return to its previous state, “Growdy, my tit all play-do like…”
“No way??!! My hair….my strength...you can’t do this to us…”Jeremy said weakly.
“Give me back my taunt ass!!!” an audible sloshing sound is heard when Sandy stands, thigh and ass still jiggle as she stood. “Dear god I’m so flabby and saggy!!!” she exclaimed jumping slightly only for a mild cracking sound to be heard. “My back...why does my back ache so much…”
“Thish isn’t gonna standsh...waitsh..”as Shawna was talking a myriad of her teeth rapidly fell from her mouth. “Give itsh back...I can’tsh play ballsh with a weaksh bodysh like thish…”with each word more and more teeth fell, leaving her toothless.
Walking in slowly, Beatrix stands buxom as ever; wrinkles and sags erased away into middle age. “My dear sweet girl...ah woman..you think this is done? We’re only in our 40s; there’s still so much more to take..” winking at her now elderly and soon to be ancient victims.
The Chronos’ continue their rapid extraction of the once young victims well into their 100s. “Pleasesh….we’re already so oldsh now..I’m too youngsh..”Shawna says as time begins to pile on in earnest. Standing there, her face begins to collapse into itself; what little fat remained there evaporates into skin clinging to bone. Eyes begin to glaze over with age, dark circles on her sunken eyes appear; what was grey is now white and thinning. “My boobiesh...there...so sad looksh..” her once massive breasts sag and shrivel into flaps of skin held up only by the now spacious sports bra. Where fleshy hanging skin shrivels and sags till hanging skin on a bony thigh, once prominent calves are now sticks barely able to hold their position. “Yoush...are...evilsh..I want my...strengthsh..back,” elderly Shawna states. Despite her best efforts, age had quickly taken her ability to hold in her bladder and she began to void herself right there in front of everyone. “Nosh….my shortsh…”despite her shorts barely clinging to her frame with little to nothing besides her pelvis to hold them up.
“Shawna...you look...so..wait..”Jeremy said as a hair began to fall into his frail hands. The gut he developed in old age was deflating and sagging into a pouch as he aged into 100s. What was left of his muscles in his arms and legs completely atrophied, leaving the feeble old man shaking profusely while standing. “Stop….draining….us...you witch..” In a sad attempt at a punch, he barely missed Bella landing in the opposite chair from her. While sitting, his body collapsed into itself, fat disappearing into hanging skin on bone. Wrinkles had completely overtaken the poor man's face, arthritis riddling his body. “Everything...hurts...so much...you can’t doosh...this..” he said, breathing heavily. During the little exercise in futility, he had lost most of his teeth. Raising with great difficulty his right arm, he stared in horror and disbelief at how thin and weak it looked. He attempted to stand, labored breathing through the entire effort only to plop back down in the chair defeated. “Why would….you...make...so….old…”
“Dear boy, we were in desperate need of some youth...though this batch seems...weak; much like the lot of you will be today,” Beatrix explained. A wonderful glow had returned to her face and body, slight wrinkles and crow’s feet smoothing. Her bountiful bust had risen to higher heights, snapping her old bra. Dimply legs and slightly hanging flesh became pert and taunt again, the veins that had appeared disappearing. “Dear god I haven’t felt this good in a long time, as short lived as this maybe.”
“Fuck this, I have to get out of here!!” Sandy exclaimed. Making her mad dash toward the door, audible slapping noises were heard sagging cheeks making contact with one another. “I’m getting help from these freaks...everything feels….heavy….” she said as time accumulated on her. The severe bingo wings she possessed continued to enlarge and hang, skin losing its color and what was left of its tautness. What had been modest sagging of her breasts during her 60s, became deflated hanging skin with ashen nipples pulling at her rib cage. Heavy arthritis plagued her hands and feet. “My skin….its all….dry...and...and..old!! Stop this…..I’m too young….for this….” Her massive hanging ass all but pancaked to her now dimply hanging thighs, a deflated trash bag attached to a person. Her poor shorts never stood a chance and snapped up the hanging pressure, leaving the poor woman nude for all to see; her once proud full color bush was now white and thinning. One could even see she was holding back on herself from voiding her bladder. “Everything is so….hazy…..and...dull…”she said standing with great difficulty. Her face had wrinkles extensively over it, with her grey hair now thinning and white. With an audible “phhhhp”, she slumped on the floor, taking stock of her now decrepit self. Her massive deflated thighs pooling under her, like an empty sack. “I can’t stop...shaking….make it stop...STOPPP!!” she yelled. This yelling caused her to lose her focus and she began to fart, PHHHHFFFFFP. Blushing, she realized she may have done more than void her bladder.
“Dear me, I hadn’t realized you all may have incontinence getting too old; well we’ll clean you saggy asses when we're done with you,” Bella said, snickering.
“Yeah well….we’ll see about that,” Tina said, lashing out towards Bella. Despite what time had done to her, Tina attempted to strike. Cracks and noises emanating from her through the whole assault. Unfortunately for Tina, Bella was not one for violence grabbing the poor girl...woman like a rag doll.
“You know, many folk think of me less than my dear wife,” Bella explained while holding Tina by the throat. “While I prefer using the tea, even this little exercise was too fast. But I can siphon youth in a variety of ways, girl.” With that she let go of Tina, but for her the process will be greatly increased.
With that, Tina felt a wave of weakness wash over her as she aged even more than her friends, 120s. “When...we get out of here...my..my vision…”she said. The wrinkles began to multiple and over take her face, her form. Her massive breasts sagged even lower and began to deflate, simply floppy sacks of flesh with brown nipples overflowing her strained sports bra. Her arms became skeletal, with just hanging skin on them marred with liver spots and age spots. Her stomach became even more pouchy and deflated, wrinkles on every inch of it. Once grey hair had turned white and thinned, nearly enough to make out her skull. Her ass and thighs deflated and hung with little to no fat or muscle to support them; only her pelvis was keeping her ill fitting shorts aloft. Ass pancaking to her thigh, with swollen knees predominating on her legs. “I can’t see you very well, but when I get up…” she says strained as she attempts to move her decrepit form. Her body jiggled with each movement, culminating her standing with tremendous effort. Wiggling her skeletal finger at Beatrix, Tina became very dizzy and braced herself with the table; when she made contact, she made a very distinct sloshing sound on the floor. In her effort, she had voided her bowels right there,”You’ve made crap myself you...you...witches!” She said from pursed lips. Despite her level of intent, maintaining that position was very exhausting for her and she collapsed on the floor. “It’s not...fair….I should be...kicking..your ass...instead of….being helpless...on...this...floor,” she said with drool on her mouth..
“My my you surprisingly spry for a 122 year old; though much like the rest of your friends pissing and shitting yourself like a baby,” Beatrix said.
“It’s rather funny, you start life as a diaper clad infant and end it as a diaper clad decrepit. We have a wonderful place for the lot you: Sleepy Acres Nursing Home,” Bella says.
“Theysh wouldn’tsh keep ush theresh..” Shawna states, through her toothless gums.
“Don’t you worry your white haired heads; they’re well aware of our activities and are privy to….extra youth if we can get enough,” Beatrix states.
“You can return our youth...and we won’t say..anythingsh I swearsh?...”Jeremy said as he began to lose some teeth.
“Yeahsh, we won’tsh say anythingsh to anyonesh. Pleash make us youngsh,” Tina pleaded through her now toothless mouth.
“Please...this saggy old lady booty….I need...my...old body back…” Sandy also pleaded as she was attempting to cover herself and her mess.
“Sadly once the transfer is done it can’t be undone; so unfortunately for you, being 100 plus years old is now your norm. I will say sponge baths are quite relaxing from personal...experience,” Bella says.
“Let’s get them cleaned up for transport, hun.” Beatrix states.
“Yes..let’s…” Bella retorts.
From sagging rear-ends to deflated tits, cleaning up was a choir. After the mind numbing amount of time in cleaning up old saggy asses and transported to their new homes, the youth they had siphoned had already started to falter. Bella had gained much weight since the transport, “Goddammit this youth was trash, I’m already a balloon again.” Bella says.
“Preaching to the choir on that hun,” Beatrix retorts with her bosom gaining incredible mass, but also sagging tremendously requiring one of her unique bras. Age spots were starting to creep back up on the both of them, with slight wrinkles and crow’s feet making their way too. Standing examining her fleshy arms.
“It seems we need to take it...a bit slower on the next extraction hun.” Bella stated.
“Yeah...it's better that way; and did you see that hanging balloon ass on Sandy? Looked wonderful..”Beatrix pined.
“Well, should I be jealous?” Bella questioned.
“Not all, you know I got an appreciation for all ages of ass...especially yours dear.” Beatrix said.
“Waiting for summer will be a choir...I don’t like it when we get so old, I start having...issues,” Bella says.
“Unfortunately, we have to wait for the summer; that way we can do a proper process...and when we’re young and pert and again….the sex will be phenomenal,” Beatrix said.
“Hun the sex will be phenomenal regardless,” Bella says as she takes Beatrix for a kiss.
“Now….we wait….let’s go to bed, dear…”
Their next tale will continue….time as it were rolls on.
Edit: That's what I have so far, I'll work on more segments as time goes; this tale will continue with 6 more subjects and be...longer due to the whole extraction tidbit. Hopefully you enjoy this part.