Everyone Old is New Again...OPEN!

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Emma Mae Fitzgearld

It was the year when Woodrow Wilson was elected president, Juliette Gordon Low founded the Girl Scouts of America, and when the “unsinkable” oceanliner Titanic sank on it’s maiden voyage after hitting an iceberg. Over 1,500 people drowned that dreadful April 15th, but a new life was born then also.

It was in the early hours of April 15th when a baby girl was brought into the world. Her parents had thought on names from the day they knew they were with child, but at that time there were no ultrasounds to know if it was to be a boy or girl. When the Dr. announced that it was a girl, the mother announced that the name should be Emma. Emma Mae James.

Emma grew up in her small town and at age sixteen got married to a boy that started out as one of her worst enemies. They were until about 4th grade actually. At that point the teacher had paired them up to do a report and they became the best of friends. As they got older, Emma and Joseph got closer. The summer after they finished 8th grade, Joseph asked for her hand in marriage. There was no way she was going to say no. She had come to love him so much and couldn’t see her life with out him. That said, they started their life together and didn’t finish school.

Now in 2004, they are still together and surprisingly pretty healthy. Emma’s pace has slowed and she now uses a cane to get around. Her hair and eyes have gone from brown to gray. She used to stand 5’7” and had an amazing figure, but after the eight children it went downhill. She now stood 4’7 with a hunch back. She couldn’t eat what she used to enjoy anymore due to the dentures. She was pretty much down to baby food or protein shakes. There was still one protein shake she would never complain having.

Here they were in their 90’s and still living in their own home. Their children lived relatively close, so they would pop in to say hi and to check on them. The one thing Emma was proud of was the closeness of the family. Some had moved away, but as Emma and Joe got older they moved home. For as long as Emma could remember, Joe always told her that he would never leave her side. Even if they ended up in a nursing home, he would always be with her. She knew it was true and she would do the same for him.

The night was clear and calm as the stars beamed brightly. Emma forever loved the country living since night life wasn’t clouded by the city lights and sounds. There was a comet that was to go over and after it passed it wasn’t to pass for another 100yrs. Emma and Joe took their place on the swing as Emma tucked her right arm around Joes left and rested her head on his shoulder. She felt his right hand move over to caress her arm lightly as they sat watching and waiting.

Around 9pm the comet passed and the two of them kissed lightly as the tail trailed off. That night they slept curled up against each other. Emmas’ fingers were laced with Joes as they slept so peacefully. It was a strange sleep actually. Emma wasn’t sure why, but she felt different.

Morning came and she was up before Joe as always. She pushed the covers off and slipped out of the bed noticing that she was feeling better than she had in years. Her back wasn’t sore and her knees weren’t cracking. She just thought it was one of her good days. She rushed to the bathroom and that was when she noticed something totally different. It wasn’t until she was washing her hands and looking in the mirror that it hit. The person looking back wasn’t Emma. It was, but it was a younger Emma. It was Emma when she was the tender age of 18. She started to touch her face thinking it was all a dream. It couldn’t be! Leaning into the mirror closer and inspecting everything as her body started to shake.

“Joseph! Joseph!” She cried out hoping he would hear her.



OOC: Anyone wanting to join...just join on in! There is also a OOC thread where we can all brainstorm etc. Hope yall enjoy! I have a good feeling about this!
 
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Joseph L. Fitzgerald

OOC: Joseph is a bent over shell of a man. He stands a mere 5'7" due to his 'question mark' shaped spine. He has bad arthritis and his hands are like claws. He can barely hold on to his cane, which he needs to walk real slow. He was recommended for a walker, but he thinks that's just for 'old people'.

Joseph is a decorated veteran of WWII. He fought in North Afrika and Italy. He was wounded in Italy and sent home. TRhe war ended before he could be sent back. He is a retired Rail Engineer.

IC: Joseph heard Emma calling him from the bathroom. Her voices sounded upset and high pitched. Joseph didn't hesitate, he grabbed his cane and got out of bed. What yesterday would have been a slow, tortured process of levering his body out of bed was a leap upright and forward. He made it into the bathroom in two steps and was stunned by what he saw.

It was Emma, at least an Emma he had known long ago. Were they giving him the correct medication? Was he just imaging this? He hesitantly said, "Emma" but it was in someone elses voice.
 
Emma


Emma heard the springs of the bed squeak and knew that Joe would be on his way. She was ready to run to him, but was surprised to find him at her side in moments. She looked him up and down as she found that he too had changed back to his youthful self.

“Emma…” he started, but stopped as he looked around as if to find who else was calling my name.

“Yes Joe. It is me. Look at yourself in the mirror.” She exclaimed as she turned him slowly to the mirror. She stood beside him as tears streamed down her face. There had to be a reasonable explanation for this. There just had to be. Had others had this experience??
 
Joseph

Yes Joe. It is me. Look at yourself in the mirror.”

It was hard to believe that this was my Emma, but if it was she was certainly filling out that old nitie. I looked in the mirror as she asked me.

Joe looked at two young people in the mirror. In his rush to get to Emma Joe had forgotten his bi-focals, but he could see the two figures in the mirror very clearly.

Joe put his arm around Emma and the youngster in the mirror did the same. He turned to Emma and took her nubile, young body in his arms. She felt so good to him.
 
Emma


Emma watched as Joe took it all in. Soon he put his arm around her and pulled her into him. Emma buried her face in his chest. As she did, she couldn’t help but notice that his muscular physique had returned. She felt her nipples getting hard against the fabric of her nitie quickly. Pulling away slightly, she looked down and saw her pert breasts were back. No longer were they sagging. She smiled up to Joe as she turned to the mirror. Her teeth! She reached up and tugged lightly and they were her teeth.

“Oh Joe! Come on. There are some foods that I have been craving and haven’t been able to have in so long!” She cried as she pulled him behind her.

As they ran down the hall, Emma stopped short. She turned to face Joe. They were running down the hall? This was so strange. She worried about what had happened, but didn’t. As they stood in the hallway, Emma pushed Joe up against the wall and kissed him deeply. When she pulled out of the kiss, she gave him a large smile with an innocent giggle.

 
Madeline Harrison

Maddie woke up and stretched before swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. Surprisingly, there was no stiffness in her muscles or joints this morning.

"Must not be as much moisture in the air," she said aloud.

She slipped her feet into the fuzzy red mule slippers and walked into the bathroom. Taking the glass from the sink, she filled it with water and raised her head to take a drink. What she saw in the mirror caused the glass to slip from her hand and crash to pieces in the porcelain sink.

It was her... but not her. "What the hell?" The woman looking back at her was a younger version of herself... much younger. Maddie hadn't looked that good since she was eighteen. Her hair, no longer rifled with gray, was rich and vibrant, the auburn red curls falling lushly from her head down past her shoulders. Her emerald eyes were no longer filmy but sparkling... and she could see!

"Oh my god," she gasped. Quickly, she yanked the nighty over her head and looked down. Tears of joy rolled down her cheeks as she saw her large breasts jut proudly from her chest. No longer did they hang down to her belly button. Her stomach was flat and smooth, not carrying a wrinkle or stretch mark. Leaving the gown lying in a heap on the tile floor, she rushed to the bedroom to look in the full length mirror.

Her granny panties sagged on her hips, and she quickly stepped out of them, revealing a patch of bright red curls on her mound. Turning around, she saw her ass had returned to its former tightness, looking round and supple in the mirror. After a thorough inspection, she realized not one wrinkle lived on her body, nor a gray hair on her head.

She walked over the bed and her feet kicked something, sending it skidding across the floor. When she reached it, she realized it was her teeth. They must have fallen out whenever the transformation took place, she thought.

Sitting on the bed, she grabbed the phone and dialed the number of her best friend, Emma Fitzgerald. "Come on, Emma.. pick up."
 
Joseph Fitzgerald

I could hardly believe it. Emma and I were both young again! She finished kissing me in the hall and giggled. I thought of the gift we had been given and laughed out loud. It was a deep healthy laugh.

Joe gazed at Emma, standing there in her old nightie, wearing a young, vibrant, sexy body and Joe realized why he had fallen in love with her, oh so many years ago, when he had first seen her, had first heard her soulful voice.

Joe picked her up in his arms, something he hadn't been able to do for years. Joe carried her back to their bedroom and was about to lay her on the bed, when the phone started ringing. The phone was insistant, wouldn't stop ringing. Joe set Emma down with a sigh saying, "You better answer it dear, no one ever calls me."
 
Emma


As Emma backed away from Joe slowly, she looked up at him with a smile. Suddenly Joe whisked her off of her feet and had her in his arms. She had a smile that came to her face as she looked at Joes soft face. It had been years since he carried her to their room.

As Joe stood next to the bed, she could tell he was ready to sat her down. Suddenly the phone started to ring and they gasped in surprise. The ring was so loud. Then again, they both couldn’t hear too well so had the ringer all of the way up. Joe sat her down gently with a sigh. Emma looked at the phone as it continued to ring. “Please go away!” She pleaded in her head as if it would make it stop.

“You better answer it dear, no one ever calls me.” Joe said as his finger trailed along the inside of her arm. She looked at him reluctantly as she reached for the phone.

“Hello…yes…this is Emma.” She replied as she looked over at the love of her life. Lazily her hand reached out and started to rub his thigh.
 
Maddie

"Emma! Oh my god Emma... the most amazing thing happened to me this morning. I'm still in shock... I just can't believe it! I look like a teenager Em... I look like I am eighteen!!"
 
Emma

"I know Maddie! It happened to Joe and I also. Don't know what happened, but I am not going to complain." Emma exclaimed as she talked with her friend Maddie.
 
Maddie

"Both of you?? That's fantastic... I wonder if there are others?? Hey, do y'all want to go clubbing tonight?? God, it's been so long since we've been able to really have fun like that!!"

Maddie listens to Emma's response.

"Well, I'll let you go... I'm sure the two of you want to explore each other... I'm going to go out and find me a man! Sexy Maddie rides again!!"
 
Emma

"I'll talk it over with Joe and see what is in store. We may end up stayin home for the first night. Who knows." She replied with a giggle as he hand had found its way between Joes legs. She started to caress his quickly hardening cock. She just looked at him with a smile.

"Well, I'll let you go... I'm sure the two of you want to explore each other... I'm going to go out and find me a man! Sexy Maddie rides again!!" Emma heard Maddie say before hanging up. Maddie just looked at the phone in amazement and giggled.

"Good 'ol Maddie. Up to nothing new." She said as she hung up and turned back to Joe. "She is goin out clubbin' and asked if we wanted to go." She leaned in to kiss him as her hand still rubbed his now hard manhood. "I told her we would let her know what was going on later. For now..." She said nothing more as she gently pressed him back against the bed.
 
Emma


"I'll talk it over with Joe and see what is in store. We may end up stayin home for the first night. Who knows." She replied with a giggle as he hand had found its way between Joes legs. She started to caress his quickly hardening cock. She just looked at him with a smile.

"Well, I'll let you go... I'm sure the two of you want to explore each other... I'm going to go out and find me a man! Sexy Maddie rides again!!" Emma heard Maddie say before hanging up. Maddie just looked at the phone in amazement and giggled.

"Good 'ol Maddie. Up to nothing new." She said as she hung up and turned back to Joe. "She is goin out clubbin' and asked if we wanted to go." She leaned in to kiss him as her hand still rubbed his now hard manhood. "I told her we would let her know what was going on later. For now..." She said nothing more as she gently pressed him back against the bed.
 
Maddie

Maddie looked through her closet, trying to find something to wear manhunting... but everything looked like an old lady.

"Well of course, it does... I was an old lady yesterday."

Unable to find anything satisfactory, she pulled on a pair of jeans and a shirt. The jeans sagged horribly and the shirt was two sized too big... except for in the chest.

"This just won't do," she said, looking in the mirror.

Grabbing her purse, she headed out the door to walk to the bus stop to go shopping for some new clothes. "Good thing I had some sugar daddies in my days..." That was an understatement. Maddie had given pleasure to many men during her lifetime and as a result, she had enough money to live several times over.

At the department store, Maddie tried on several sexy outfits, from tight black dresses with drooping necklines to short shorts and mini-skirts... she bought everything that fit... including high heels to match.

She had fun flirting with the sales guy. It was obvious he wasn't used to working in the ladies department. He must have been filling in for someone.

"Would it be okay for me to go into the dressing room and change into one of my outfits? You can keep everything else out here so you're sure there won't be any problem," she asked the salesman.

"I don't know miss... that's really against store policy."

"Please," Maddie begged, putting on her best seductive pout face.

"Well... I guess it would be okay.. as long as I stand outside the dressing room."

"Wonderful, you're a doll!" Maddie exclaimed as she grabbed the outfit and headed to the dressing room.


[OOC: Could use a guy to play the part of the salesman... want to have a quicky in the dressing room...]
 
Joseph

Emma was stroking my cock, making it erect. It got harder, faster, that it had done in a coons age.(racoon BTW) Of course, some of it was due to the incredible body she now wore. I could now remember it all, Emma looked just like she had when she was 18 years old, oh so many years ago.

Joe wanted Emma now, but she was talking to Maddie on the phone. Joe knew how to hurry her up, He started to play with her full, pert breasts while she talked on the phone and stroked his dick.

Emma finally finished her call and pushed Joe back on the bed. He grabbed her arms and pulled her onto him. Joe's lips met Emma's as she landed on him, such a delicate weight, and he kissed her passionately.

Joe broke the kiss and tore off her old nitie. She young body was so vivacious and her nipples were proudly thrust from her full tits, two rock hard tips on soft, pillowy breasts. Joe tore off his old P.J.s that didn't fit anymore. Two naked, young bodys, full of carnal knowledge.
 
Emma


As Emma lie atop of Joe she could see that oh so familiar look in his eyes. She hadn’t seen it in a long time, but always knew it was there. Their kiss was full of all of the love they had for each other, but suddenly Joe broke the kiss. Emma whimpered reluctantly, but was then shivering from the cool air hitting her body. Joe had torn her nitie from her body and her nipples reacted just as they had years ago, getting tighter and harder. Joes eyes got wide as he licked his lips. Emma smiled with a giggle.

Gently Emma guided herself back to her lying position. She felt Joes strong embrace around her as they just lie there taking this all in. This had to be a dream. It really had to be. She rested her head on his chest as she listened to his heartbeat. She could feel a single tear falling from the corner of her eye. Her hips slowly started to grind against Joe as she was lost in thought.
 
Mark Harrison

Singing in the shower!! Mark couldn't believe it was even him, he pinced his stomach where he used to be potbellied and flabby. Tight hard abs challenged his grasping fingers. He turned the water on full blast letting it stream over his now hard tanned body. He flexed his muscles and grinned when he didn't feel the usual stiffness that greated him each morning. Lathering his shoulders, arms and legs, he moved his hands toward his midsection where his balls hung loose and full, not shrunk up and lifeless,but virbrant and potently intense. A few strokes on his semi erect cock brought it to the hadness of spring steel. This kind of reacton had not been experienced by him for , how long was it? he wondered fifty years maybe, No matter it was happening this morning and he was delighted when it slapped up against his stomach when he released it. He touched the tip where a bright speck of moisture was already seeping from the pulsing mushroom shapped head. He resisted the temptation to jack off as he ordinarily did when, once in a blue moon he did get an erection. Wanting to experience the feeling of intense arousal for as long as possible, he returned to the task of showering reveling in the fact that even though he didn't return his hands to tease his cock it remained hard as steel. He ran his soapy fingers over his head feeling the fullnes of a healthy head of jet black hair that curled around his ears and down the back of his neck. Another change he was delighted with. Before this morning it had been snowy white and had recceded quickly after he turned forty.

Forty, that was when he had decided that pursuing women was no longer a priority in his life, that he had his job, a sporting goods salesman at a local department store and his dog a golden retriever named Sam and his cabin up by the lake where he spent his leisure time fishing and hunting and reading by the fireplace when the weather was nasty. Sure there were times when he would have enjoyed the company of a woman, times when his body told him he needed sex and his mind sought emotional intamcy but he pushed these needs aside until they were a distant part of his past.

Well, things were going to be different now he told himself as he tested the rigidness of his pulsing shaft, tensing his abdominal muscles and watching it bounce upward.

A cloud of doubt crossed his mind as he remembered it had been ... how many years he didn't want to even think about it... since he had had sex. And then it had been not very satisfing for him or his partner. In fact he couldn't remember anytime that it had really been all that special. Why did he think it would be any different now. He had been shy and inhibited and the women he met didn't seem all that inerested or if they were not all that eager to find pleasure or even please him.
That nagging thought was still with him when he arrived at work.

The boss had called him the night before and had asked him if he could work in the womens aparrel department. Reluctantly he had agreed. Just then a a bright comet had passed overhead. He wondered if it was some kind of omen but then had shrugged it off and had went to bed.

Now as he busyed himself setting up a display he saw a vivacious buxomy young girl excitely picking out some very sexy clothes in the next aisle. He watched for a while, imagining what she would look like dressed in her new outfit. If only... he thought He'd sure like to try his youthfull vigor out with her ...but how? where should he start? how should he approach her?The more he watched and thought the more he wanted her, but yet he hesitated. He needed more time, his body screamed for him to move ahead but his shyness held him back.

""Would it be okay for me to go into the dressing room and change into one of my outfits? You can keep everything else out here so you're sure there won't be any problem," she asked him.

"I don't know miss... that's really against store policy." he said regretting at once saying it.

"Please," she begged and the look on her face brought that familiar fire back to life in Marks body and a smile to his face.

"Well... I guess it would be okay.. as long as I stand outside the dressing room." He just wanted to be close in case she needed help, he told himself.


"Wonderful, you're a doll!" Maddie exclaimed as she grabbed the outfit and headed to the dressing room. "


Her exhuberance made Marks heart skip a beat and his body shiver in anticpation. He watched her dissappear around the corner and dthen discovered a mirror across the asile that showed her retreating body stop near a bench in the dressing room. He held his breath as she quickly undressed eager to don her new clothes. Her firm butt cheeks bounced delightfully as she slipped out of her jeans. As she stooped to pick up the stockings she had chosen, she hessitated and Mark gulped when he saw a glimps of her puckered anus and pink pussy lips peeking through soft auburn whisps of curly hair.
Suddenly she turned and grasping her shirt pulled it over her head. Her full breast litterly fell out. firm and perky, pink tipped and softly rounded. She cupped them with her hands and smiled rightfully proud of them. Marks eyes wandered from her toes to her head and back again drinking in every inch of naked splendor. Realizing that she was soon going to dress and leave, he knew he needed to make his move but he was powerless to even lift a finger much less turn and head her way, so he continued to gaze and imagine touching that beautiful naked body.

She stepped back out of his view in the mirror and Mark leaned forward to bring her image back into his line of sight. His foot caught against a shelf and a vase of flowers tipped spilling water down on the floor. The noise caught her attention and she turned looking straight into the same mirror Mark was gazing into.

"Oh shit!" he said uner his breath "Now she's caught me peeping at her, the show is over."

Much to his surprise, she only smiled and then she brought her hand downward to her mound and dipped one finger between two folds of pink wet flesh.
Slowly she inserted it deep inside her pussy and then drawing it back out brought her glistening wet finger to her mouth and sucked it inside. Her bright eyes glistened she winked and turned to start dressing.

Mark remained motionless for a moment and then as his attention was drawn to the spilled water, he quickly movwed towards the dressing room. He cleared his throat as he rounded the corner, his gaze diverted from her so that she would not suspect he had been watching all that long. "Excuse me Miss." he asid softly. "I need... a mop is there one in here?" he looked down and to the side not wanting to embarass her ..or himself.
 
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