I was recruited by the city as part of a home-based senior fitness program. My job was mainly to train sedentary old ladies.
Not the most exciting job ever... except for someone with age-shifter skills. Once these old ladies are "back in shape", we can then launch into many other very "sporty" activities.
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| Lucy (71): "So, coach, am I doing my exercises right?" |
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| "Oh my god, I'm all sweaty! I'm so hot!" |
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| "Aaaah, that feels better!" |
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| "Ready for another exercise, coach!" |
"So honey, you don't want to fuck me? "
I clenched my fists at this proposal, which ordinarily would have pleased me greatly. A few weeks ago, I finally managed to get my boss, Martha, 56, convicted for her constant harassment at work in addition to her frankly illegal activities. With that bitch in jail, I thought my nightmare was over... but somehow Martha managed to switch bodies with my wife who is now in jail in her old body.
"Come on, fuck me! Make me cum!" she ordered me. "If you don't, I'll just go somewhere else! Your wife will be known as the little slut who sucks all the cocks and you as the most cuckolded man in town!"
One Saturday evening, the pretty Cecile heard a knock at her door. When she opened it, she discovered Jerome, a friend of hers whom she knew had a crush on her. An unrequited crush. She was about to ask him what he was doing there when he opened the strange box in his hand. Cecile was then dazzled by an intense light and lost consciousness. Her body almost sank, but she held on to the doorway at the last minute.
That day, my daughter made a point of introducing me to her new girlfriend, bragging about how much I would love her. Clara suffered a lot when her father left us and since then we had always been extremely close.
In the morning, just before her girlfriend arrived, Clara gave me a single round earring and insisted that I wear it today.
The moment came when I met Alice, a cute blonde, but who seemed immediately stupid and shallow. I was amazed that Clara thought I would like her. But hey, as long as she made her happy...
In the afternoon, the girls were in Clara's room while I was on the computer when suddenly I felt a strange force sucking me towards the ceiling. I lost consciousness for a brief moment, and when I opened my eyes again, I was in Clara's room, on her bed. Although a little dizzy, I felt strangely good, full of energy and even free of the joint problem I had since I was 40.
I looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror in the closet, the reflection of a beautiful young girl whose face looked like the one I had when I was 20, but with the blondness of Alice and, above all, two earrings like the ones Clara gave me this morning.
My daughter then appeared in my back, and exclaimed overexcited:
"OMG It worked !!!"
Some people are affected differently by Youth Day. Not only are they physically rejuvenated, but their minds are also affected.
Fortunately, this phenomenon is rare.
Unfortunately, my 58-year-old mother is one of those rare individuals.
So, every Youth Day, she not only regains the body of her 20s, but, perhaps because of my strong resemblance to my father, she then does everything to have me in her bed.
I then discover an aspect of my mother's personality that I had not imagined...
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| ""Come on, don't joke with me! Do I really look like a 63Yo mom?“ |
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| "Don't be shy ! Come and take me !" |
My city wants to bring generations closer together, so a program has been set up to provide rent support when a person under 30 years of age lives in collocation with someone over 70.
This collocation was about to be failure...
Marie, however, had an idea to save it. Thanks to the financiary help of the city, she could afford to rent a bodysuit for one weekend a month.
We call it "the weekend that brings us together", because on those weekends, we are closer than ever.
And, in the end, this solution has made this collocation experience way more enjoyable.
