Halbert was the oldest of the men that Tabbi's recruits collected for their little experiment, so naturally he was "handed off" to the oldest sugar baby Gloria had. Cherry looked around forty-two, but actually turned sixty years old yesterday. Her hair was a shade of blonde tinted with deep greys, but she was blessed to be thin at the waist with a soft, plush rump and DDD breasts that remained perky even after the ravages of time; it let her hook up with those lovely rockabilly girls she met on the road.
"Relax darlin', 'dis'll be over quick." Cherry smiled as she planted her lips on his bladened head, his screamed burried under a gag and her immense clevage. As she kissed, she started to feel something like hair brush her lips. She opened her eyes to see greyish-brown hair sprout from his bald scalp, covering it in thick curls that were suddenly held up by the red bandana used to shut him up.
She was confused until soft, plump lips rubbed against her clevage and planted kisses between her tits. The blank eyed face looking back at her was that of a woman in her forties smiling.
"I feel good." she sighed dreamily.
"You're gonna feel loads better pretty soon." Cherry smiled as she felt hard nipples poking the ones in her red corset top. Sure enough, some big fat melons pushed their way out as the victim's waist shrunk down, making the old hoe grab the chair to stop from falling off.
A wet pussy soaked Cherry's tight red shorts as the blossiming beauty's ass swelled up to match hers. The farbic of those baggy old clothes melted and morphed, forming a tight mechanic's jumpsuit zipped down to show some cleavage.
"Ey dollface, care for a trip to the diner?" Haley asked as her old self mentally washed away.
"Certainly, baby." Cherry said as she untied the beauty and pulled her into a boob squashing kiss.
Kimmy watched the kiss, rubbing her pussy as she thought to herself...