Bobby decided to aged both girls to 90.
He and Mark then stood back and watched them get ready.
As Kaitlin put the finishing touches on her makeup, she advanced into her late fifities.
Her hair went more gray, and facial lines became more pronounced and cheekbones stood out.
"So, what do you think?" she asked, her voice going a touch deeper, as her breasts sank a bit lower.
"I think you are fine," he replied."By the way, how old are you again?"
"Young man, you know that the two of us are 60 years old."
"Yes dear boys," Lisa responded as she slipped on her girdle, breasts a bit more relaxed.
"We won the two of you at the bachelor auction, don't you recall?"
"And the say we're forgetfull," the two 70 year olds cackled. Lisa now had under eye bags and jowls, and her
crow's feet had become more etched. She put on her granny panties and support hose as they watched, and then
started to get into her French Maid outfit. Meanwhile, Kaitlin had reached over on the counter and grabbed her
dentures and slipped them in, while placing her Depends on as she passed 76.
"Either of ya young uns seen ma glasses?" Lisa inquired, as she hit 80. Her hair had turned to a gray and
white mix that she wore piled atop her head with white ringlets hanging down either side of her face, that now
sported jowls and a crepey neck, as well as a slightly poochy tummy as well as a large butt with cottage
cheese thighs.
Kaitlin shuffled over to her and took the large square glasses on the beaded chain on her head on her face.
"There ye go dearie," she told and then turned and asked,"Could ya nice boys...help us old gals...zip up?"
"Sure thing granny Kaitlin," replied Bobby, as both boys zipped them up.
"Thankee dearie," she told him as both women finished aging at 92 years old.
Lisa now had completely white hair in a bun, and stooped forward bracing her back with one hand while the
other shaky hand gripped Mark.
"Jes need...touch a...support dearie," she told him, as she reached up and pinched his cheek. "Such a cute
boy.Doncha fergit...ya promised me a foot rub later, eh?"
"They will remember, woncha boys? Now, if ya could...jes gimme...ma witches staff," Kaitlin told them,"an ma
shawl...oh and where are ma glasses eh?"
"That is actually a Sorceresses staff," Mark informed her.
"Yup, though it'll help me git about," she educated him as she kissed him gently on the lips,surprising him as
he got her the staff, and Bobby put the cat's eye silver bifocals on the elegant glass beaded chain on her
nose. She now stood a bit shorter and stooped forward slightly, long, tight curly white hair going past mid
back. She reached with spindly fingers and grabbed the staff to steady herself with one hand. Bobby placed
the rings on her spindly fingers and slipped her shawl over her bony shoulders, accidentally slipping the
regression ring on her, while Mark accidentally slipped the progression ring on Lisa.
"Hey, watcha doin kissin him--ya gits Mark here--an doncha blame it on yeer sight--ye see well nuff."
"How come you git a staff?" complained Lisa.
"Ya ol bid dee, ya gots yeeer cane," Kaitlin told her, as Mark got it for her.
"Remind me on the way how we all got together Granny Kaitlin,"Bobby replied, as they all headed for the door.
"Weeell darlin, Lisa an I...we won at the senior citizen party last week...an we gits ta go wit ya...on
halleeween to one a your parties-then ya gots to go to a senior citizen gatherin wit us at the old folks home.
Ya volunteer there all the time--ya have a way wit the sponge baths,"she added with a sly wink.
And with that thought, in mind they headed for the first party.