Age Appropriate

Gertrude slipped on the wet concrete stairs and landed hard on her backside, letting out an involuntary cry.

A voice came from behind her, along with footsteps. "Are you okay? Can I help you up?"

A man in his thirties - which seemed very young to Gertrude who had long since stopped counting her age - offered her a hand with a smile. She took it and got back onto her feet. He picked up the carrier bag she had dropped. "Are you hurt at all? Do you need any help getting somewhere?"

"No,no, I'll be fine," Gertrude replied. "It's just a bump. What's your name, young man?"

"I'm Jimmy," he said. "It's really no problem, I've got a car around the corner, we can take you to get checked over or-"

"Really, I'll be fine. I only live nearby. Thank you for showing such care and concern for an old lady." She could hear giggling from up the stairs, and turned to see two more men, obviously Jimmy's friends, laughing about something. She turned back to Jimmy. "I can tell you are a good person, with a good heart. Thank you."

"If you're sure! Please take care of yourself." Jimmy smiled broadly at her and went back up the stairs to join his friends.

Gertrude watched them leave and then peered into the misty ball she conjured in her hand. She could see that Jimmy was a good person, and his friends - Mike and Kevin - teased him about his politeness. Even now they were making fun of him. He had dated a couple of older women over the years, and they incessantly brought it up, calling him a "grave-robber" - now they brought his brief bit of human concern for Gertrude into it.

"She was a bit old even by your standards," said Mike. "You must be desperate!"

Kevin shook his head. "Imagine sticking your cock into that musty old zombie... Sorry Jimmy, is this talk turning you on?"

"You're a couple of dickheads," said Jimmy, striding ahead of them.

Gertrude decided that she would find no better subjects for her magic than Mike and Kevin, and maybe Jimmy could get a reward at the same time. She whispered a spell into the mist, and sent it off to be inhaled by the two ill-mannered men.

She paused and called after the strange ball, "And wait until they are inside!" Then she hobbled towards a doorway which appeared in the wall, and disappeared again when it closed after her.

Inside Jimmy's apartment, the men slipped off their coats and headed for the living room to watch the game. But as Jimmy went to fetch beers for them all, Mike and Kevin started to sweat and feel faint. A haze gathered around them, thickening into mist, and little sparks of electricity jumped intermittently between the clouds and their bodies.

Gertude's spell was beginning to take effect.

Jimmy turned back to the room to find his two friends transforming. Mike, a wiry man of Korean descent, pulled at his body in discomfort, his once short hair now extending past his shoulders. Where the bolts touched his body, his clothes and skin were changing, his skin tanning. His shirt evaporated to reveal a large white bra underneath. His chest began to push out in little peaks, his nipples spreading as his skin softened.

Kevin too was changing. His blonde beard had fallen out, and from his closely cropped head a tangle of blonde had grown. His narrow eyes had widened into beautiful baby-blues as his face lost it's squareness and became... well... cute. Under his disappearing t-shirt he was bare chested, and the weight he had been carrying on his chunky frame had moved to two impressive tits. Maybe a D-cup, thought Jimmy.

The lights in the apartment flickered and went dead. The TV blinked off. The air became heavy. The hair on Jimmy's arms stood on end as he realised he had watched his two friends transform into women. What was next? The ominous atmosphere seemed to suck all sound out of the room. The mist around Mike and Kevin started to vibrate, and then the two women began to blur and move jerkily as if... as if they were on fast forward.

That was it. They were being fast-forwarded. Jimmy cowered, frightened of whatever was happening to them affecting him too. With a flash, the fast forward stopped. Jimmy felt as if he were peering through two windows into another time.

Mike cried out first: "What the fuck is happening?" Over the fast forward, he had acquired two enormous bolt on breast implants that stretched his skin and accentuated the tan lines that striped across his body. His torso was  lithe as ever, and his legs looked long and sleek. His face was made up and a long chain dangled between his huge tits.

"What the fuck are these?!" Kevin had found his huge tits, absolute whoppers where large soft implants augmented his already big naturals. He looked like a fertility goddess, pleasingly fleshy all over without being chubby. His hands began squeezing and sliding over his colossal breasts, and it seemed as if his mind was warping, catching up to his new body.

The vibrations started again and Jimmy caught Mike grabbing at his now flat crotch as the fast forwarding began.

This time the pace was faster, and space inside the cloud around Jimmy's friends flashed and blurred. Clothes appeared and disappeared, tans and hairstyles came and went. Every now and then they would slow for a few seconds, letting Jimmy see the women his friends had become as they aged.

Maybe they had been 30 to begin with, around the actual ages of Mike and Kevin, but a few years had clearly passed by the time the first pause happened. Jimmy could see that Kevin had put on a few more pounds, and his tits were significantly bigger and firmer looking. Maybe different implants? He was clearly aging well though and looked confident and comfortable.

Mike's breasts still had that hard, high look, but had also increased in size dramatically. He was still very slim though, and his face looked more poised. Defined tanlines highlighted the extremity of his proportions. 

Jimmy had the strange notion that even though his friends were aging, he was looking at them in the past - something about the make-up, the volume of hair...

There was only a moment to consider and then his friends were off again. When they slowed again they looked around forty and bigger than ever. Wrinkles were becoming evident, and Kevin was beginning to put on weight, his thighs and belly now chubbier and a double chin showing.

Mike remained slim, but his tits ballooned further, straining the tiny bikini he was now wearing. His hair had curled and his make-up was more tasteful. If it weren't for those colossal breasts, you might say you were looking at a normal middle aged woman... But he did have those breasts. Kevin too... Jimmy was sure now that he had seen his friends transform into 90s porn stars and was now seeing them age into the present day. But why? How?

They warped forward again.

Through the strange misty portal, Jimmy could see Kevin standing in the open air. He was chubbier than ever, showing off his tits and pussy in a tiny bikini on what could only have been an outdoor porno shoot. His hair was in bunches, a strange look for a woman his age and with that unmistakeably mature figure.

Mike continued to grow into his looks, a kind of elegance and maturity developing in his style... but still offset by ever-bigger boobs. They were insanely big now, each one dwarfing Mike's head. Jimmy stared as Mike slowly pulled down his dress - his friends looked so good now, so fucking hot.

Jimmy idly rubbed his hardening cock as the mists enveloped the two former men for the last time. It thickened, a dark grey smoke entirely obscuring them. Then a leg appeared from the mist where Kevin had stood, stepping out and into Jimmy's room. Kevin's body followed.

He had aged again, surely now pushing 60. His skin was dimpled and wrinkled, his belly bigger, and his enormous tits swung lower than ever in a red bikini top. But there was no doubt - Jimmy was looking at a beautiful older woman with a body he wanted to fuck.

"Hi sugar, I'm Kayla," said the former man.

"And I'm Minka. We're here to show you a good time." The woman that had been Mike stepped out of her cloud. Behind both women, the misty portals just faded away to nothing.

Mike, now Minka, was also up in her late fifties at least. Her svelte figure looked great in her black bikini, and her tanned, high, huge breasts set Jimmy's mouth watering.

"Guys, what happened to you? Why? Why did it happen?"

"Forget about all that for now," breathed Minka. The two women stepped closer together, holding their bikini straps and hoisting and swinging their tits seductively. "We want to fuck a young hottie like you."

Both women pulled the cups of their bikinis down. Kayla hoisted up her insanely heavy tits and ducked her head between them, extending her tongue to lick along her cleavage. The pale skin of the underside of her breasts contrasted with the tan of her arms and the make-up which caked her face.

Tottering on ridiculous platform heels, Minka displayed her hard, round tits too, her brown, oval areolae crinkling in the cool room.

The women came closer to Jimmy, who sat back in surprise as they pressed their tits around his head. "We know what you like, Jimmy," sighed Minka.

Their breasts were so round, so firm under soft flesh, so fucking... big. "We've got a lot of experience and we just want to share it with someone who'll appreciate it," said Kayla. "Someone who can appreciate us. Someone who's ready for what a mature momma can do... Why don't you show us what you've got for us?"

Jimmy's cock was bursting out of his pants. He didn't want to think about his friends, so he didn't. He stood and stripped as Kayla and Minka dropped to their knees in front of him and began rubbing their big, heavy tits against him.

Minka sunk her face down on Jimmy's cock, and he felt her decades of experience brought to bear. She was able to go deep, and use her tongue to massage his length as his dick reached the snug confines of her throat. "Fuck her face, baby," urged Kayla. Jimmy put his hands in Minka's hair and pulled her gently but insistently towards him, sliding himself down her neck. Her nose pressed against his stomach and he could feel her esophageal muscle working his cock. He withdrew and she panted, her eyes fixed adoringly on his.

"Now both of you," he instructed.

They took turns wanking and sucking his dick, using their long-nailed fingers to stroke him into one another's mouths, driving him to ecstasy. "Please honey," purred Kayla, "I need you in my hot, tight pussy."

Turning her body away from him, Jimmy slid his cock into Kayla's chubby pussy. It was as hot and tight as she promised, and he began to work up a sweat pumping into her with long strokes as Minka hissed in delight over his shoulder. She lifted her body up, squashing his head with those giant knockers. Kayla panted with delight, cumming on Jimmy's thick cock as he gripped her ample belly. Minka almost ripped him out of her friend. "My turn, sexy boy."

On her back, Minka struggled to take all of Jimmy's big cock. Unlike Kayla, he had to work up to being able to penetrate her deeply, her body was just so narrow. But her ass and thighs were soon rippling as her fucked her, and she climbed onto her knees so that he could enter her from behind.

He held Minka's hips as she suckled Kayla's extraordinary, heavy, saggy teats, each thrust squashing her face into the soft flesh. Jimmy felt his orgasm growing closer, watching the two aging women using their beautiful, mature bodies to please him, scarcely able to understand that they had both been his friends. Kevin and Mike slipped out of his conscious mind, the last vestiges of their existence erased by the magic that had transformed them. Now there was just Kayla and Minka, a pair of older porn stars who rented Jimmy's spare room in exchange for a nominal fee and copious sex.

Enveloped by her friends mega-tits, Minka moaned her long, intense climax, drenching Jimmy as she squirted onto him. That was enough to push Jimmy over the edge.

He pulled out and the women knelt together, turning their faces upwards to receive rope after rope of Jimmy's thick seed on their tongues and chins. In perfect porn star fashion they posed for their man, showing the cum as it dripped onto their tits, before turning to one another to lick and slurp down the cum and share it in a sloppy kiss.

Far away in her realm, Gertrude gathered the years that Mike and Kevin had burned through in their transformations. "Sixty years between the two of them," she murmured to herself, "and all the compromises, embarrassments and bad decisions of a life in porn, doubled. That's plenty for me to feed on." Time, mortality and morality swirled between her hands like liquid fire. She placed it into a jar and went about her day.