Post by MeanMark on Nov 20, 2017 12:21:16 GMT -6
Below is a story I recently wrote based on an idea from another board member. This is actually my first venture into writing, so I would love to hear your thoughts!
Part One
Labor Day weekend had rolled around and Kyle could not be any less excited. Kyle was a freshman in college. He had never been particularly popular; he liked to stick to his studies and focus on his future. In the first few weeks of college, however, he quickly made some “friends,” although he suspected that this was more so due to his studious nature rather than his actual popularity.
Kayla and Michael, also freshmen, were the first to begin hanging out with Kyle. They shared the same Latin professor and quickly found that Kyle’s grades were tremendous. They informed their other friends, Karey, Jacob and Lindsey about Kyle’s “advantages,” and soon began spending more and more time with him. Of course, one night Kyle accidentally dropped the fact that his aunt owned a lake house that he could use any time he wanted; suddenly, Kyle found out he would not have the house to himself for the holiday.
Kayla and Michael were like characters out of a cheesy 80s movie. They always seemed to be on top of one another, groping and making out. Kayla, somewhat short, had perky boobs and a nicely shaped butt. Her skin sported an even tan from the summer months and her dirty blonde hair was always left prepared with a slight curl in it.
Jacob and Karey had been together since high school. When Jacob was awarded an athletic scholarship, Karey followed him to the same university and made the cheerleading team; your typical power couple. Karey, who was slightly taller and thinner than Kayla, sported a darker tan and brunette hair. Her legs were long and perfectly toned, matching the rest of her tight body.
Lindsey had a slightly curvier body than the other girls. She carried weight in the right places making her quite voluptuous. She was single and for good reason. She knew how to get whatever, and whoever, she wanted. But the majority of the time, it was never for more than one night.
The group arrived at the lake house shortly before dusk. As they all got out of Jacob’s SUV, Kyle felt dread wash over him. This was going to be a long weekend.
“Alright boys, need to get the fire started,” exclaimed Jacob, peering over his Ray Ban sunglasses. “Kyle, do us a favor and grab the beer out of the car. Mike, let’s get some wood.”
“Already got some,” said Michael snidely as he wrapped his arms around Kayla’s petite waist from behind.
Kyle rolled his eyes. It was bad enough they were all here, basically intruding on his weekend, but now everyone but him was going to spend the rest of the weekend getting shit-faced and doing who knows what else. Fortunately, he brought along his Latin text book to study for the rapidly approaching midterm.
“Babe, did you not bring the liquor we got?” asked Karey, with her hands on her hips.
“Shit, I must have forgot the bag on the counter.” Back at Jacob’s dorm sat a grocery bag full of various bottles of “liquid courage” that their dorm manager bought them with his ID.
All three girls let out sighs, all obviously disappointed.
“Y’all can just drink beer with us. Besides, Kyle isn’t gonna drink anyway. Right Kyle?” inquired Michael.
“Um…yeah, no. I’m good. You guys should have plenty,” said Kyle nervously. “I am gonna get the house unlocked. Feel free to bring your stuff inside and get settled in.”
Kyle got inside and went to his usual bedroom in the house to rest his eyes. Listening to the combination of the girls in the car chattering and the guys playing loud music had given him quite the headache. He was just about to drift off to sleep when…
“OH MY GOD!”
The scream had come from the living room. Kyle jumped up out of bed and ran down the hall. As he approached the living room, he could not believe what he was seeing…
“You little hoarder!” said Lindsey, mockingly. “You didn’t tell us there was a liquor cabinet in the house!”
The girls had stumbled across Kyle’s aunt’s liquor stash, housing any bottle you could ever want.
“Look, those are my aunt’s. We don’t need to touch them. If she knows we were drinking, she will –“
“Kyyyyyle,” said Karey longingly, stepping closer towards him, “she won’t know, okay?” She began to rub dainty index finger, sporting a French manicure, up and down his chest. “We will only use what we already have back at the dorm. Monday, we will ride back out here and replace what we use.”
“Pleeeeeeease!” begged Kayla, poking out her bottom lip.
“Um…okay, sure.”
All three girls cheered with joy, grabbing bottles with each hand out of the cabinet and walking one by one outside to the fire that Jacob and Michael had built. As Lindsey walked by, she gave Kyle a quick kiss on the cheek. No amount of “brains” could stop Kyle from being aroused by the act; he was still a guy after all.
“Maybe this weekend won’t be so bad after all…” Kyle thought as he walked outside.
Part Two
Night had fallen and the pile of empty beer cans had grown. Kyle sat sheepishly in a chair by himself while the other five laughed and drank.
The girls had enjoyed various shots of vodka, tequila and Fireball.
“Let’s make mixed drinks!” exclaimed Kayla, jumping out of her chair exposing her toned belly lying underneath her tank top.
“How about amaretto sour?”
“Ohhhh yessss, please sign me up for that!”
With each sentence, the girls grew more and more excited. They each went over to the table housing the liquor to mix up their concoction.
“Babe, you want one?” asked Karey.
“Nah, I’m good – all that sweet stuff gives me the runs,” said Jacob.
“Yeah, I’ll pass too. Hurry up and get your fine ass back over here!” exclaimed Michael to Kayla.
“I’ll...pass…” said Kyle, although no one heard him.
As the time went on, more and more drinks were made until the last of the Amaretto was gone. The two couples, all obviously drunk, soon started groping each other and making out, a sight Kyle had to see too often during their so-called “study parties.”
“Hey, you look a little lonely,” said Lindsey as she made her way over to Kyle. Her cutoff jeans left little to the imagination as she got closer, hugging every ounce of her “assets.”
“Are you having fun?” Lindsey continued. Kyle began to get nervous as Lindsey made her way onto his lap. Slowly, she leaned into Kyle’s ear. “I’m sure I could…make tonight a little more…exciting for you.” With a pause, Lindsey looked Kyle in the eye and leaned in to kiss him.
Kyle, at once, bolted up knocking Lindsey off of his lap.
“Dude, what the hell??”
“What are you doing?”
Lindsey picked herself up. “What, am I not good enough for you?”
“No, you’re drunk. This isn’t how I imagined it would be…” Kyle explained.
Lindsey, obviously furious, dusted herself off and walked off into the woods to cool down.
“Now you did it, Kyle,” teased Michael, chuckling a bit. “Better go give her what she wants. The “D” always makes a girl happier.”
“Whatever, I’m going inside,” Kyle said, storming up the steps of the house.
“Well…doesn’t mean we can’t have a good night,” said Jacob. “Ladies, clothes off. I say it’s time we go skinny dipping.”
Part 3
Michael and Jacob watched on as their respective girlfriends began taking off their clothes, both exposing perfectly tanned and toned bodies from head to toe. Both girls’ nipples hardened by the cool night air, sporting slight goosebumps from the chilly night. Both now nude couples made their way to the water.
Back in the house, Kyle sat at a desk with his back to the door studying. Filled with frustration, he began regretting agreeing to this trip. The screen door creaked open, and he heard footsteps mixed with the slap of flip-flops enter the house.
“Kyle…” Lindsey’s voice called out, sounding upset still.
“What?”
“I’ve got to confess…I want you. I know I came on too strong, but I want you on me, I want you IN me. Won’t you give me what I want?” she said as she stepped closer, secretly taking off clothing piece by piece with each step.
“No, Lindsey. You are drunk. Leave me alone so I can study.”
“C’mon Kyle,” Lindsey seductively said, taking off her final undergarment. “Just turn around and look at me. We will…talk it out.”
“Look, Lindsey. I don’t want to…FUCK!” Kyle yelled out as he turned around in his chair to face Lindsey.
Now, at eye level, were two saggy and wrinkled breasts staring back at Kyle. Both showing veins through withered, pale skin were hanging over an even droopier, wrinkled belly.
“Fuck is right, Kyle-ey,” Lindsey said now leaning in to press her elderly looking breasts into Kyle’s face.
“No Linds-mmph, stop! What happened to you? Stop! Mmph!”
Kyle finally managed to push Lindsey’s soft and wrinkled torso away.
“What is wrong with you?? Why don’t you want me??” shouted Lindsey, angrily.
“Lindsey…” Kyle said, slouching back down into his chair. “You may want to look in a mirror. Something terrible has happened…”
Lindsey’s eyes widened as she looked down at her hands. Her once manicured hands now sported countless liver and veins on the top, knuckles gnarled and knotted with age. She flipped them over, her palms now with more creases and wrinkles than before. She suddenly realized the horror that was now her body; her unshapely breasts were now staring downward toward her feet, also sporting liver spots and veins. She began looking at the front and back of her legs. She always had thicker thighs, considered one of her best features. The skin, now saggy, was also filled with numerous dimples and cellulite. With each realization, Lindsey let out a slight whimper, her voice now frailer and raspier sounding.
She quickly walked over to the nearest mirror where she let out a horrified scream. Her once bright and round face now sagged, creating jowls under her cheeks and neck. Lines and wrinkles now inhabited her lips as well as around her eyes. Her once shoulder link brown hair now had a metallic silver sheen.
She grabbed both sides of her face and pulled back, hoping to deter the wrinkles. The skin slowly dripped back to its previous position, proving no elasticity was left. In her now haggard voice, Lindsey exclaimed, “What the fuck has happened to me?”
Out in the lake, both couples were seemingly still enjoying their night. Their naked bodies pressed against their significant others’ in the cool water, everyone was incredibly aroused.
“Ladies, I have an idea,” Michael said, taking a break from kissing Kayla’s breasts. “There is one fantasy that every guy has, and tonight seems like the perfect night.”
“Dude, I’ve told you, Karey won’t go for this,” interrupted Jacob.
“I won’t go for what?”
“Well…every guy would love to see their wife make out with another girl...”
“While he fucks her from behind!” interrupted Michael.
Jacob sat, bewildered, afraid of how Karey would react. She was much more reserved than Kayla was, keeping a good and mature appearance in public.
Karey glanced at Jacob, then back over to Kayla who was biting her bottom lip seductively.
“This may be the alcohol talking,” said Karey shyly, “but who am I to deny you guys a fantasy?” Quickly she grabbed Kayla by both sides of her face and lip locked with her, tongue and all. Both guys, immediately aroused, quickly assumed position and began to enter their girlfriends from behind.
Thrusting away, both Michael and Jacob were living out their wildest fantasies. Kayla and Karey, both being fucked silly, were moaning in between wet kisses with each other.
Soon, however, Jacob began to notice something. As he pounded away against Karey’s petite and toned ass, he felt like he was thrusting into something denser. He looked down and was horrified at what he saw. As he thrust in and out of Karey’s, her ass and hips were widening and softening while the skin became looser. Wrinkles began to creep around her rear and freckles formed across her back. Jacob slowed his movements as his eyes widened to the events. Karey’s once dark brown hair was growing lighter and lighter to the point of it being almost white. Across from Karey, Kayla’s body began a similar transformation. Jacob could see Kayla’s face drooping and wrinkling in-between kisses with his own girlfriend. Her breasts, now losing shape, were beginning to droop into the water. Her dirty blonde hair now showed no other color than gray. Jacob became mortified.
"Guys!" Jacob yelled out.
“Dude, not now, almost there.” Said Michael.
“Guys, loo-“
“Ohhhhhh shit,” interrupted Michael, now climaxing inside of Kayla with his head tilted to the sky. “Best…ever…”
As Michael lowered his head to look at the girls, he soon realized the shocking turn of events that Jacob witnessed. Both girls slowly opened their eyes and separated their lips from the other sweetly. However, across from the other now sat an aged, old lady where a young sexy girl once was. Screaming at the shock of it all, the four got out of the water and headed to the house.
Part Four
Kyle heard screams from the lake. “Something is going on out there.” He ran over to the door, leaving a sobbing, decrepit Lindsey on the couch covered only in a blanket. By moonlight, he could see four figures making their way up the path, two tall figures helping two hunched figures walk. As they got closer to the light on the front of the house, Kyle realized what had happened.
“Them too??” Kyle panicked as the four made their way inside the house.
“OH MY GOD!” Lindsey screamed out at the sight of her once sexy friends, now grayed and wrinkled crones.
The two elderly, college freshman made their way over to the couch and sat with Lindsey, all three now sobbing. Their wrinkled, saggy bodies pressed against one another as they embraced each other for comfort.
“Dude, something is in the water! Look at them!” Jacob yelled. “We were out there too! I don’t want to end up like Karey!”
“Fuck you, Jacob! This isn’t my fault,” crooned Karey, no long sporting a sweet, soft voice.
“No guys, it can’t be the water because Lindsey never went swimming!” explained Kyle. “There is a factor in all of this that we are not considering. We need to check everything they have come in contact with today and figure this out so we can find a solution.”
The guys split up, searching high and low with nothing obvious jumping out at them. The three elderly ladies eventually dosed off on the couch, all leaned against one another.
Kyle was searching the campfire area when something caught his eye. He walked over to the empty bottle laying on the ground and picked it up. Staring at the name on the label, he had a sudden realization.
Running back into the house, Kyle found the girls still napping. “What drink did you make??”
The three biddies stirred, finally opening their eyes.
“Keep it down, young man. We are napping here,” said Karey, now in an even more elderly sounding voice.
“Young man? Karey, it’s me, Ky –“
“Yeah, sonny. We don’t have the energy we did in our younger years,” exclaimed Kayla.
Kyle had the sudden realization that the effects were not only physical, but mental.
“Look, I need all three of you to focus. You guys said you made a mixed drink,” said Kyle as Michael and Jacob made their way back into the house. “You said you wanted ‘Amaretto Sour.’ You should have been paying better attention in Latin.” Kyle pointed the front of the bottle towards the group, the label reading “Ammaturo.”
“What’s your point, dude?” Jacob asked.
“Ammaturo is Latin…for MATURE. Whatever was in this bottle did this to them, I am sure of it! That’s why neither of you guys are old. The girls are the only ones that drank it.”
“So what do we do? I don’t want to be a grandma this early!” asked Lindsey.
“Well technically, drunkenness is a state of dehydration. The only way to combat it is to hydrate…and wait.”
The group looked at Kyle, all puzzled.
“Heh?” shouted out Kayla.
“My feet hurt!” exclaimed Karey, propping her slender feet on the coffee table, exposing wave after wave of wrinkles on her soles. “I used to know a boy named Jacob. He would constantly massage and lick my fee –“
“What do we need to do?!” shouted an embarrased Jacob, interrupting Karey’s ramble.
“They need water! They need to hydrate! That’s what can turn them back!”
“Got it!” exclaimed Jacob, running over to the sink. Bringing back a glass of water, he practically shoved it towards Karey’s pruined, colorless lips. “Here, drink! I need the younger you back!”
“I’m not thirsty! If I drink too much before bed, I’ll certainly have an accident!”
“Karey, I can’t stand to see you like this; please drink!” begged Jacob.
Karey’s eyes flashed, seemingly bringing her mind back to reality. “You think I’m ugly now? Is that what this is?” inquired Karey, now with an angrier tone. “Well if you won’t have me this way in the future then you won’t have me now!”
Karey jumped up, still naked, from the couch and stormed off to the bedroom. With each step, her legs and ass jiggled and wiggled.
“Karey wait!” Jacob ran off after her, shutting the bedroom door.
“Whelp, babe,” said Michael to Kayla, “you heard Kyle. You need some…rest. Give it time, you’ll be fine!”
“Well that is awfully nice young man, but I thought he said I needed wat—“
“Nope! Now come lay down ‘Ms. Kayla.’ I will show you to your bedroom.” interrupted Kyle, pulling a still naked Kayla up from the couch. He began to escort her off to their bedroom, when he turned back around to Kyle. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had. I’m not wasting my chance!”
Soon that left Lindsey alone on the couch with Kyle. Kyle made her a couple of glasses of water. They sat and talked and actually got to know each other. As time went on, and with each glass of water, color started to return to Lindsey’s hair. Her breasts began to perk back slightly, veins faded and wrinkles crept away leaving only natural age lines on her face. While not completely back to normal, Lindsey now appeared as a mid-forties woman in her prime.
“How can I ever repay you Kyle? You figured out how to save us?” she said, in a now sultry, sexy voice.
“Well…is your offer still on the table?” Kyle said, nervously.
“Kyle…you are a very clever young man.” Lindsey said with a seductive giggle, giving him a devilish smile.
Lindsey immediately mounted her matured body on top of Kyle, putting it to better use than her original body ever did.
Kyle got mighty lucky that night; he was able to get the perfect woman at her perfect age. Now the next thing to do was to ask his aunt where that bottle came from.
Part One
Labor Day weekend had rolled around and Kyle could not be any less excited. Kyle was a freshman in college. He had never been particularly popular; he liked to stick to his studies and focus on his future. In the first few weeks of college, however, he quickly made some “friends,” although he suspected that this was more so due to his studious nature rather than his actual popularity.
Kayla and Michael, also freshmen, were the first to begin hanging out with Kyle. They shared the same Latin professor and quickly found that Kyle’s grades were tremendous. They informed their other friends, Karey, Jacob and Lindsey about Kyle’s “advantages,” and soon began spending more and more time with him. Of course, one night Kyle accidentally dropped the fact that his aunt owned a lake house that he could use any time he wanted; suddenly, Kyle found out he would not have the house to himself for the holiday.
Kayla and Michael were like characters out of a cheesy 80s movie. They always seemed to be on top of one another, groping and making out. Kayla, somewhat short, had perky boobs and a nicely shaped butt. Her skin sported an even tan from the summer months and her dirty blonde hair was always left prepared with a slight curl in it.
Jacob and Karey had been together since high school. When Jacob was awarded an athletic scholarship, Karey followed him to the same university and made the cheerleading team; your typical power couple. Karey, who was slightly taller and thinner than Kayla, sported a darker tan and brunette hair. Her legs were long and perfectly toned, matching the rest of her tight body.
Lindsey had a slightly curvier body than the other girls. She carried weight in the right places making her quite voluptuous. She was single and for good reason. She knew how to get whatever, and whoever, she wanted. But the majority of the time, it was never for more than one night.
The group arrived at the lake house shortly before dusk. As they all got out of Jacob’s SUV, Kyle felt dread wash over him. This was going to be a long weekend.
“Alright boys, need to get the fire started,” exclaimed Jacob, peering over his Ray Ban sunglasses. “Kyle, do us a favor and grab the beer out of the car. Mike, let’s get some wood.”
“Already got some,” said Michael snidely as he wrapped his arms around Kayla’s petite waist from behind.
Kyle rolled his eyes. It was bad enough they were all here, basically intruding on his weekend, but now everyone but him was going to spend the rest of the weekend getting shit-faced and doing who knows what else. Fortunately, he brought along his Latin text book to study for the rapidly approaching midterm.
“Babe, did you not bring the liquor we got?” asked Karey, with her hands on her hips.
“Shit, I must have forgot the bag on the counter.” Back at Jacob’s dorm sat a grocery bag full of various bottles of “liquid courage” that their dorm manager bought them with his ID.
All three girls let out sighs, all obviously disappointed.
“Y’all can just drink beer with us. Besides, Kyle isn’t gonna drink anyway. Right Kyle?” inquired Michael.
“Um…yeah, no. I’m good. You guys should have plenty,” said Kyle nervously. “I am gonna get the house unlocked. Feel free to bring your stuff inside and get settled in.”
Kyle got inside and went to his usual bedroom in the house to rest his eyes. Listening to the combination of the girls in the car chattering and the guys playing loud music had given him quite the headache. He was just about to drift off to sleep when…
“OH MY GOD!”
The scream had come from the living room. Kyle jumped up out of bed and ran down the hall. As he approached the living room, he could not believe what he was seeing…
“You little hoarder!” said Lindsey, mockingly. “You didn’t tell us there was a liquor cabinet in the house!”
The girls had stumbled across Kyle’s aunt’s liquor stash, housing any bottle you could ever want.
“Look, those are my aunt’s. We don’t need to touch them. If she knows we were drinking, she will –“
“Kyyyyyle,” said Karey longingly, stepping closer towards him, “she won’t know, okay?” She began to rub dainty index finger, sporting a French manicure, up and down his chest. “We will only use what we already have back at the dorm. Monday, we will ride back out here and replace what we use.”
“Pleeeeeeease!” begged Kayla, poking out her bottom lip.
“Um…okay, sure.”
All three girls cheered with joy, grabbing bottles with each hand out of the cabinet and walking one by one outside to the fire that Jacob and Michael had built. As Lindsey walked by, she gave Kyle a quick kiss on the cheek. No amount of “brains” could stop Kyle from being aroused by the act; he was still a guy after all.
“Maybe this weekend won’t be so bad after all…” Kyle thought as he walked outside.
Part Two
Night had fallen and the pile of empty beer cans had grown. Kyle sat sheepishly in a chair by himself while the other five laughed and drank.
The girls had enjoyed various shots of vodka, tequila and Fireball.
“Let’s make mixed drinks!” exclaimed Kayla, jumping out of her chair exposing her toned belly lying underneath her tank top.
“How about amaretto sour?”
“Ohhhh yessss, please sign me up for that!”
With each sentence, the girls grew more and more excited. They each went over to the table housing the liquor to mix up their concoction.
“Babe, you want one?” asked Karey.
“Nah, I’m good – all that sweet stuff gives me the runs,” said Jacob.
“Yeah, I’ll pass too. Hurry up and get your fine ass back over here!” exclaimed Michael to Kayla.
“I’ll...pass…” said Kyle, although no one heard him.
As the time went on, more and more drinks were made until the last of the Amaretto was gone. The two couples, all obviously drunk, soon started groping each other and making out, a sight Kyle had to see too often during their so-called “study parties.”
“Hey, you look a little lonely,” said Lindsey as she made her way over to Kyle. Her cutoff jeans left little to the imagination as she got closer, hugging every ounce of her “assets.”
“Are you having fun?” Lindsey continued. Kyle began to get nervous as Lindsey made her way onto his lap. Slowly, she leaned into Kyle’s ear. “I’m sure I could…make tonight a little more…exciting for you.” With a pause, Lindsey looked Kyle in the eye and leaned in to kiss him.
Kyle, at once, bolted up knocking Lindsey off of his lap.
“Dude, what the hell??”
“What are you doing?”
Lindsey picked herself up. “What, am I not good enough for you?”
“No, you’re drunk. This isn’t how I imagined it would be…” Kyle explained.
Lindsey, obviously furious, dusted herself off and walked off into the woods to cool down.
“Now you did it, Kyle,” teased Michael, chuckling a bit. “Better go give her what she wants. The “D” always makes a girl happier.”
“Whatever, I’m going inside,” Kyle said, storming up the steps of the house.
“Well…doesn’t mean we can’t have a good night,” said Jacob. “Ladies, clothes off. I say it’s time we go skinny dipping.”
Part 3
Michael and Jacob watched on as their respective girlfriends began taking off their clothes, both exposing perfectly tanned and toned bodies from head to toe. Both girls’ nipples hardened by the cool night air, sporting slight goosebumps from the chilly night. Both now nude couples made their way to the water.
Back in the house, Kyle sat at a desk with his back to the door studying. Filled with frustration, he began regretting agreeing to this trip. The screen door creaked open, and he heard footsteps mixed with the slap of flip-flops enter the house.
“Kyle…” Lindsey’s voice called out, sounding upset still.
“What?”
“I’ve got to confess…I want you. I know I came on too strong, but I want you on me, I want you IN me. Won’t you give me what I want?” she said as she stepped closer, secretly taking off clothing piece by piece with each step.
“No, Lindsey. You are drunk. Leave me alone so I can study.”
“C’mon Kyle,” Lindsey seductively said, taking off her final undergarment. “Just turn around and look at me. We will…talk it out.”
“Look, Lindsey. I don’t want to…FUCK!” Kyle yelled out as he turned around in his chair to face Lindsey.
Now, at eye level, were two saggy and wrinkled breasts staring back at Kyle. Both showing veins through withered, pale skin were hanging over an even droopier, wrinkled belly.
“Fuck is right, Kyle-ey,” Lindsey said now leaning in to press her elderly looking breasts into Kyle’s face.
“No Linds-mmph, stop! What happened to you? Stop! Mmph!”
Kyle finally managed to push Lindsey’s soft and wrinkled torso away.
“What is wrong with you?? Why don’t you want me??” shouted Lindsey, angrily.
“Lindsey…” Kyle said, slouching back down into his chair. “You may want to look in a mirror. Something terrible has happened…”
Lindsey’s eyes widened as she looked down at her hands. Her once manicured hands now sported countless liver and veins on the top, knuckles gnarled and knotted with age. She flipped them over, her palms now with more creases and wrinkles than before. She suddenly realized the horror that was now her body; her unshapely breasts were now staring downward toward her feet, also sporting liver spots and veins. She began looking at the front and back of her legs. She always had thicker thighs, considered one of her best features. The skin, now saggy, was also filled with numerous dimples and cellulite. With each realization, Lindsey let out a slight whimper, her voice now frailer and raspier sounding.
She quickly walked over to the nearest mirror where she let out a horrified scream. Her once bright and round face now sagged, creating jowls under her cheeks and neck. Lines and wrinkles now inhabited her lips as well as around her eyes. Her once shoulder link brown hair now had a metallic silver sheen.
She grabbed both sides of her face and pulled back, hoping to deter the wrinkles. The skin slowly dripped back to its previous position, proving no elasticity was left. In her now haggard voice, Lindsey exclaimed, “What the fuck has happened to me?”
Out in the lake, both couples were seemingly still enjoying their night. Their naked bodies pressed against their significant others’ in the cool water, everyone was incredibly aroused.
“Ladies, I have an idea,” Michael said, taking a break from kissing Kayla’s breasts. “There is one fantasy that every guy has, and tonight seems like the perfect night.”
“Dude, I’ve told you, Karey won’t go for this,” interrupted Jacob.
“I won’t go for what?”
“Well…every guy would love to see their wife make out with another girl...”
“While he fucks her from behind!” interrupted Michael.
Jacob sat, bewildered, afraid of how Karey would react. She was much more reserved than Kayla was, keeping a good and mature appearance in public.
Karey glanced at Jacob, then back over to Kayla who was biting her bottom lip seductively.
“This may be the alcohol talking,” said Karey shyly, “but who am I to deny you guys a fantasy?” Quickly she grabbed Kayla by both sides of her face and lip locked with her, tongue and all. Both guys, immediately aroused, quickly assumed position and began to enter their girlfriends from behind.
Thrusting away, both Michael and Jacob were living out their wildest fantasies. Kayla and Karey, both being fucked silly, were moaning in between wet kisses with each other.
Soon, however, Jacob began to notice something. As he pounded away against Karey’s petite and toned ass, he felt like he was thrusting into something denser. He looked down and was horrified at what he saw. As he thrust in and out of Karey’s, her ass and hips were widening and softening while the skin became looser. Wrinkles began to creep around her rear and freckles formed across her back. Jacob slowed his movements as his eyes widened to the events. Karey’s once dark brown hair was growing lighter and lighter to the point of it being almost white. Across from Karey, Kayla’s body began a similar transformation. Jacob could see Kayla’s face drooping and wrinkling in-between kisses with his own girlfriend. Her breasts, now losing shape, were beginning to droop into the water. Her dirty blonde hair now showed no other color than gray. Jacob became mortified.
"Guys!" Jacob yelled out.
“Dude, not now, almost there.” Said Michael.
“Guys, loo-“
“Ohhhhhh shit,” interrupted Michael, now climaxing inside of Kayla with his head tilted to the sky. “Best…ever…”
As Michael lowered his head to look at the girls, he soon realized the shocking turn of events that Jacob witnessed. Both girls slowly opened their eyes and separated their lips from the other sweetly. However, across from the other now sat an aged, old lady where a young sexy girl once was. Screaming at the shock of it all, the four got out of the water and headed to the house.
Part Four
Kyle heard screams from the lake. “Something is going on out there.” He ran over to the door, leaving a sobbing, decrepit Lindsey on the couch covered only in a blanket. By moonlight, he could see four figures making their way up the path, two tall figures helping two hunched figures walk. As they got closer to the light on the front of the house, Kyle realized what had happened.
“Them too??” Kyle panicked as the four made their way inside the house.
“OH MY GOD!” Lindsey screamed out at the sight of her once sexy friends, now grayed and wrinkled crones.
The two elderly, college freshman made their way over to the couch and sat with Lindsey, all three now sobbing. Their wrinkled, saggy bodies pressed against one another as they embraced each other for comfort.
“Dude, something is in the water! Look at them!” Jacob yelled. “We were out there too! I don’t want to end up like Karey!”
“Fuck you, Jacob! This isn’t my fault,” crooned Karey, no long sporting a sweet, soft voice.
“No guys, it can’t be the water because Lindsey never went swimming!” explained Kyle. “There is a factor in all of this that we are not considering. We need to check everything they have come in contact with today and figure this out so we can find a solution.”
The guys split up, searching high and low with nothing obvious jumping out at them. The three elderly ladies eventually dosed off on the couch, all leaned against one another.
Kyle was searching the campfire area when something caught his eye. He walked over to the empty bottle laying on the ground and picked it up. Staring at the name on the label, he had a sudden realization.
Running back into the house, Kyle found the girls still napping. “What drink did you make??”
The three biddies stirred, finally opening their eyes.
“Keep it down, young man. We are napping here,” said Karey, now in an even more elderly sounding voice.
“Young man? Karey, it’s me, Ky –“
“Yeah, sonny. We don’t have the energy we did in our younger years,” exclaimed Kayla.
Kyle had the sudden realization that the effects were not only physical, but mental.
“Look, I need all three of you to focus. You guys said you made a mixed drink,” said Kyle as Michael and Jacob made their way back into the house. “You said you wanted ‘Amaretto Sour.’ You should have been paying better attention in Latin.” Kyle pointed the front of the bottle towards the group, the label reading “Ammaturo.”
“What’s your point, dude?” Jacob asked.
“Ammaturo is Latin…for MATURE. Whatever was in this bottle did this to them, I am sure of it! That’s why neither of you guys are old. The girls are the only ones that drank it.”
“So what do we do? I don’t want to be a grandma this early!” asked Lindsey.
“Well technically, drunkenness is a state of dehydration. The only way to combat it is to hydrate…and wait.”
The group looked at Kyle, all puzzled.
“Heh?” shouted out Kayla.
“My feet hurt!” exclaimed Karey, propping her slender feet on the coffee table, exposing wave after wave of wrinkles on her soles. “I used to know a boy named Jacob. He would constantly massage and lick my fee –“
“What do we need to do?!” shouted an embarrased Jacob, interrupting Karey’s ramble.
“They need water! They need to hydrate! That’s what can turn them back!”
“Got it!” exclaimed Jacob, running over to the sink. Bringing back a glass of water, he practically shoved it towards Karey’s pruined, colorless lips. “Here, drink! I need the younger you back!”
“I’m not thirsty! If I drink too much before bed, I’ll certainly have an accident!”
“Karey, I can’t stand to see you like this; please drink!” begged Jacob.
Karey’s eyes flashed, seemingly bringing her mind back to reality. “You think I’m ugly now? Is that what this is?” inquired Karey, now with an angrier tone. “Well if you won’t have me this way in the future then you won’t have me now!”
Karey jumped up, still naked, from the couch and stormed off to the bedroom. With each step, her legs and ass jiggled and wiggled.
“Karey wait!” Jacob ran off after her, shutting the bedroom door.
“Whelp, babe,” said Michael to Kayla, “you heard Kyle. You need some…rest. Give it time, you’ll be fine!”
“Well that is awfully nice young man, but I thought he said I needed wat—“
“Nope! Now come lay down ‘Ms. Kayla.’ I will show you to your bedroom.” interrupted Kyle, pulling a still naked Kayla up from the couch. He began to escort her off to their bedroom, when he turned back around to Kyle. “That was the best sex I’ve ever had. I’m not wasting my chance!”
Soon that left Lindsey alone on the couch with Kyle. Kyle made her a couple of glasses of water. They sat and talked and actually got to know each other. As time went on, and with each glass of water, color started to return to Lindsey’s hair. Her breasts began to perk back slightly, veins faded and wrinkles crept away leaving only natural age lines on her face. While not completely back to normal, Lindsey now appeared as a mid-forties woman in her prime.
“How can I ever repay you Kyle? You figured out how to save us?” she said, in a now sultry, sexy voice.
“Well…is your offer still on the table?” Kyle said, nervously.
“Kyle…you are a very clever young man.” Lindsey said with a seductive giggle, giving him a devilish smile.
Lindsey immediately mounted her matured body on top of Kyle, putting it to better use than her original body ever did.
Kyle got mighty lucky that night; he was able to get the perfect woman at her perfect age. Now the next thing to do was to ask his aunt where that bottle came from.