"Let's get older and wiser," she says.
"Alright, we can do that. How much older?"you ask, watching as she fluffs out her luscious, long, curly hair that hangs down below her butt.
"Let's go all the way to 105, how's that sound?"
"Are you sure you want to be saddled with such an old broad?"
"Well, I'll be your old man, so it'll be okay. And, just to prove I'm on the level, I'll let you do me first.
"Oh, you are such a sweetie. Here we go."
After she recited the words, she notices the cahnges in you. Your shoulders broaden, you fill out and become somewhat muscular, and you aquire much more chiselled features as she stops you momentarily at 30 to run her hands across your hard washboard stomach.
"Ewwww, you look good enough to eat. Just a second," she says, as she enlarges her breasts and takes a few more years herself so that now she is 25 with size 40DDD breasts.
"Is that for me?"you say with a gulp.
"You bet big boy, this girl is hot for that great bod of yours!"
she says as she pulls you to the ground and the two of you begin wild and crazy sex right there.
As you enter her, she mutters the words from the book again, and you notice that your body is changing once more. Your stomach is bulging more, the washboard stomach now lost to a layer of fat and you sport love handles.
Reaching up you notice your hair line has receeded slightly.
"Oh honey, time sure is flyin, but I must admit it is fun."
"I wondered what it would be like with an older man, and I'd say that at 45 you fit the bill.Those little wrinkles around your eyes are so becoming," she moans.
Grabbing the book you chant the spell, and watch as she gets older.
"Oh my," she says in a more sultry tone," how do you like this mamma now?"
As you look on, she continues to rock on top of you, her hips and butt widening, her stomach losing some of it tone, her thighs plumping,a second chin showing, her upper arms inflate, and crows feet show around her eyes, as her large breasts start to dip.
"Oh honey," you say, helping her rock faster, not wanting to admit that it turns you on more than a little bit.
As the pace quickens, you notice that small bags are under her eyes, and one silver grey hair after another is showing up.
It becomes just too much, as you orgasm together and roll over to one side spent.
Looking back at her, the process has stopped and she is now in her mid fifties, her breasts beginning to lose the battle with gravity, and her features looking sharper, more angular.
"Oh sweetie, that was incredible. It may be a little while before I'm ready for more though. I'm a bit older than a while ago, and I feel so warm suddenly, and I'm a bit drier down there. If you give me a hand up, I'll get my clothes on."
Stumbling awkwardly, you manage to get up and walk over to her, and notice that she has lime green half reading glasses hanging on a chain from her neck, and is reading the spell aloud from the book.
With each step, the years continue to fly by. In the few steps it takes you to get to her, your hair has mostly vanished, and what is left is but a tuft of grey and white around the edge.
You reach down, and it takes some exertion to help her stand, but you somehow manage it. As you adjust your glasses and look at her, she hands you a small mirror. Staring back at you is a 65 year old reflection, of the older man you have become.
"He, he ,he, that there's perty good darlin," you say, as you look on while she dresses herself.
Leaning down slowly, you nearly get yourself stuck trying to pick up the book.
As you read from it, you look up to notive that her outfit has changed to a blck leather mini skirt, with a teal blue top, and she is wearing silver,open-toed sandals. An age spot or two show on her hands and face, sagging jowels around her chin, withered skin on the neck, and breasts that are becoming more pendulous complete the look.
"Ya old fart, ya went ahead and made me older didn't ya?"
"Yeah, yeah I did. But I gave ya a nice outfit, didn I?"
"Fer someone half my age ya did. I swear, if i knew then what I know now, I'd a gone in fer a breast reduction years ago. These here things are nuttin but trouble."
"Can I feel em?"
"You're incorrigible, but... I guess, ifn ya hands me the book there."
Handing her the book, you notice her reading from it again.You hear her cackling, but you're intrigued as you feel her older breasts, running your fingers along their soft leathery surface.
At the same time, you notice your own hand looking more spindly, and it isn't qite so easy to stand up staight. Looking down, you realize your other hand is holding a cane for support.
Looking up at her, you realize she is talking, but her words are muffled.
She reaches into your ear, and takes out a hearing aid and adjusts it.
With great struggle you staighten yourself up and she helps you to a seat a short distance away.
"What ya gone and done ta me woman? Look a'me,eh, an old geezer.By the way, you gots some white hair on that upper lip a yours."
"Sweet a you to notice dear. Can I gets ya sumpin?
You motion to the book and ask," how old am I now girlie?"
"Did ya say something gramps?"
"Ehh, yeahh...yeahh... where was I"
"You're 85, and I'm 65, and..."
"Well, then...the book , get me that book. And remind me later we gots a pick up somethin to git around with. Mebbe one a them scooter thingys fer old folks."
She hand you the book, and you carefully read the words, and sit back to watch.
You notice her feet wither and become gnarled, and the toenails yellow and turn brittle. Her hands take on a more gnarled appearance, and her skin sags all over as her breasts drag her forward as they race for her belly button,causing her shoulders to hunch.
Her face becomes a mass of wrinkles and sagging skin, and her one hand goes back to support her back as the other grips a wooden cane.
She shakes slightly as she takes a seat beside you, her last grey hairs becoming white, and the last teeth dropping from her mouth as dentures take their place.
Placing her black horn rimmed bifocals on her beak of a nose, she looks at you and says," Dearie, how old did I go, eh?"
"Mmmmmm, let me think, 90, yeah, that's it, 90."
"Well dearie, lets us both read that there book this time, and go to 105 tagether. By the way, have ya seen my shawl lately, and when did I start wearin these Depends?"
"Yer wearin that there shawl, ya crazy broad."
"Now ya ol coot, don git yer undies in a bunch, jes asked a question there I did. By the way, ya recall when I started wearin this adult diaper thingy?"
" Prolly bout the same time started wearin mine, I reckon. Now, les git on wit readin this here book, afore i be losin m'nerve."
And with that, they read the rest together, and a short while later an elderly couple sat together next to each other in wheel chairs holding each others hands as they tenderly shared a kiss.
"By the way sweeitie-pie," she rasps in her gravelly voice," uhh, how long did you set us up to keep this change?"
"Uhhhhh," you mutter, struggling to recall how long.
"Not exaclty sure.... sumpin bout stages ta gits us back..."