Will decided to have some fun with Megan, and satisfy his curiosity at the same time.
He knew that she had a date that evening, and decided to make things a bit more interesting for her.
Sitting down at the computer, he typed in all the details and then made sure to hit aware so that she would definitely notice what had happened to her.
A short time later, Megan burst through the door and made an excuse that she and a few of her galpals were headed out to hit the party trail for the evening and to not wait up.
She then proceeded to get dressed to the nines, and put on her best micro-mini red sweater dress, cut low enough to reveal plenty of cleavage and a bit of ass as well. Black stilletto heels were put on as well as racy red lipstick and nail polish on her long talons.
Her long wavy blonde hair had been put in an up do, and elegant earings and a matching necklace topped it off.
As she headed out the door, she kissed him on the cheek and whispered,"Don't wait up sweetcheeks. It is Sally's birthday and I have no idea where we may end up or what might happen along the way."
The door closed behind her to Will's comment, "I'll probably be seeing you sooner than you think. You really do have no idea what this evening holds for you."
A short time later, Megan arrived at a ritzy little lounge where a local stock broker she knew named Tad had cocktails waiting for them.
"Hi there hon, thanks for the drinky-poo. We've got the whole evening to enjoy each other, and you can tell me all about what you have planned for my future."
While Tad told her of his plans for the two of them, the planned changes Will had programmed began kicking in.Megan raced rapidly through her twenties, and soon hit her thirties. Her outfit filled up more and more, so much so that she thought it might burst. Her butt got wider, and she felt her face getting plump and a second chin forming.
Tad hadn't really noticed anything yet, as he happened to be perusing the menu and had become so engrossed in discussing himself that he had no clue what had occurred.
Megan got out her compact to check herself in the mirror, and an audible,"Eeek," squeaked out of her.
About that time Tad looked up and quickly excuzed himself to use the bathroom.
Megan continued to sit there, spellbound at this horrific turn of events. One by one her hair went gray, as fine lines and crows feet now graced the face of the 47 year old matron.
"Excuze me ma'am," the waiter said as he walked up to her table,"will you be ordering soon."
Coming back to consciousness, she responded,"No, no, I've really got to run. Thanks anyway."
By the time she got to her car and had strapped herself in for the drive home,she had entered her sixties with her hair becoming a pale blonde/gray mix with hints of white. Glasses had shown up on her face in a style that a much older woman might wear, she being that older woman. Her breasts had a weathered look, and her skin and face showed a leathery appearance of a bit much sun time.
Racing through the streets, she found herself shrinking more into her seat, struggling to see over the steering wheel.
Finally pulling back into the manor, the mostly white haired eighty eight year old grabbed her cane and proceeded to shuffle up the walk. Along the way, her teeth were replaced by dentures, and adult didies replaced her regular panties.
Will watched her hobble through the door, and although he had done this he did feel a little touched by her condition.
"Will, Will, I need... your help. Don't know how this happened, ...even why. Jus know that...I suddenly became... old lady you see, ... got to have some help. Can you... assist me into the room ... find me a seat dearie?"
Will walked over to her and helped her slowly into the room and to find a chair.
She gingerly sat down, and rasped, "Now, what we...uhh, gonna do...
bout this?" as she motioned to her dimished form.