Mad Science

Chapter 2
Sex Kittens in Winter

A few minutes later Conner had woken Hannah up and they were examining the elderly Tiffany in the living room. Hannah looked at the woman who was easily old enough to be her great grandmother and shockingly only wearing Victoria secret underwear. Her old wrinkly boobs and ass were sagging in the youthful bra and panties. Hannah grimaced and looked from the old, scantily clad, woman to her brother.

“You’re trying to tell me that this is Tiffany?” Hannah finally asked.

“Yeah I’m telling you! This is that girl Tiffany. She was 19 when she came over earlier to… you know…” Conner tried to explain.

Hannah smirked at him. “Yeah I know. I heard you guys. But this can’t be the same girl. I have classes with Tiffany, she’s younger than me.” Hannah leaned over to the incredibly old woman who had to hold onto the back of a chair for support.

“Hello ma’am. How old are you?” Hannah asked the aged woman while talking slowly and raising her voice.

Tiffany turned to Hannah with a glossy befuddled look. “Wh-what?” She quavered.

“How OLD are you?” Hannah asked again pausing between each word and practically yelling them at the elderly lady.

“Oh, I’m – I’m not sure. Let’s see…” The old woman wet her thin wrinkled lips and thought hard.

“C’mon Tiffany, tell her you’re nineteen!” Conner demanded impatiently.

Tiffany chuckled shakily. “Oh my. It’s been years since I was that young. I dare say I’m old enough to be your grand mother. I wish I was nineteen again. I’d give you another run for your money!” The aged Tiffany said while putting her clammy age-spotted hand on Conner’s arm and winked at him.

“We just had sex an hour ago!” Conner yelled.

“Conner!” Hannah yelled back at her brother. She wasn’t sure what was going on but whatever was happening she knew that Conner was being very inappropriate.

“We- we did?” Tiffany asked slowly and softly as if she wanted to believe but couldn’t quite. She was a bit senile and furrowed her wrinkled brow in thought. Finally she said.

“What a nice young man you are. I think I need to sit down.” Tiffany trembled and Hannah quickly led her to the couch.

“I think we need to get you back home miss…”

“Finn.” Tiffany replied as Hannah eased her down to the couch.

“Huh, that’s weird. That’s actually Tiffany’s last name…” Hannah mused.

Conner’s eyes lit up. “See! See!”

Hannah gave her brother a judgmental stare. “You didn’t know her last name, did you?”

Conner sighed and shrugged. “No… but still!”

Hannah leaned down to the old woman. “Ma’am are you related to Tiffany Finn?” Hannah asked loudly into her ear. Then looked up at her brother.

“Maybe Tiffany’s her granddaughter and she got confused and followed her here.” Hannah reasoned.

“I- I am Tiffany.” The 90 year old woman replied softly.

Hannah’s eyes widened a little and her brother nodded vigorously and pointed at his aged sex partner.

“I’m telling you!” Conner said and began hoisting Tiffany to stand up again.

“And… And…! Look at this tramp stamp! How many geriatrics do you know with tramp stamps?” Conner demanded as he man handled a very flustered Tiffany and pointed insistently at her tattoo.

Hannah’s eyes widened more and her mouth slowly dropped open. She was staring at the faded remains of a tattoo she had seen many times over the past few months sitting behind Tiffany in class. Luscious red lips with stars shooting out around it, though now the lips appeared as pale, thin and shriveled as the lips on the now elderly Tiffany’s face.

“How-how… Tiffany?” She blurted.

Tiffany gave Hannah a befuddled glance. “Er what? Oh ehh ninety two. I think I’m ninety two years young.” She finally stated to which Hannah was speechless.

That night Tiffany slept in the guest bedroom. Hannah had said that she would call around in the morning to see if any nursing homes or families had reported a missing grandmother because she wasn’t quite willing to admit that her teenage classmate had aged 73 years in a matter of minutes.

That afternoon had turned up no leads as to where Tiffany had come from and Hannah was reluctant to turn her into the police or a hospital for fear of what would happen to her if she had, in fact, suddenly become old. Tiffany, for her part didn’t seem the least bit concerned about her current aged state and putzed around the kitchen baking food and helping Hannah tidy up the house. She seemed to be very confused about what year it was. As Hannah watched the frail shriveled old lady bop around the kitchen to Lady Gaga swaying her hips as best she could despite her brittle bones and osteoporosis.

“That Lady Gaga’s like wicked isn’t she?” Tiffany remarked in her shaky old voice. “Boy they don’t make music like hers nowadays.” She added wistfully.

Hannah had gone out that day to buy poor Tiffany some basic supplies – dentures, glasses on a beaded chain, a cane and some more appropriate clothing since all she had was a mini skirt and tank top. Tiffany had accepted the rest of the accessories as they helped her a great deal with her failing eye sight and weak body but rejected the clothes.

“What do like look like? Someone from the 1940s?” She asked indignantly and continued wearing her revealing teen clothes.

That evening, after happy hour, Conner came home with a date.

“Hey ladies. This is Brianna.” Conner said referring to the smoking hot twenty one year old olive-skinned beauty clinging to his arm.

Hannah gave the gorgeous brunette a once over. Brianna was wearing skin tight jeans hugging her plump ass and a very low cut midriff bearing top that generously displayed her impressive boobs. She had a fair amount of body glitter on and lots of colorful make-up around her eyes. Hannah smirked at her brother. Conner grinned and shrugged. He leaned over to his sister.

Whispering he said “Hey you don’t think Tiffany will remember Brianna or that Brianna will recognize Tiffany right? Because that would be a little awkward, they’re sort of friends…”

Hannah just rolled her eyes and grabbed her books to go to her room and study. She went over to Tiffany.

“Now remember there are extra warm blankets on the foot of your bed if you need them.” She told the old woman.

“Thanks dear.” Tiffany replied and smiled a warm grandmotherly smile at Hannah, who the day before had been a year older than her.

“Well we should probably be off to bed too. Early day and all tomorrow…” Conner declared, not wanting to tempt fate by having Tiffany and Brianna talk too much to each other.

“Oh before you go, try one of my cookies. I spent all day baking them.” Tiffany presented the young couple each an oatmeal raisin cookie.

Brianna took hers hesitantly. “Conner is this your grandmother?” She asked.

“I’m Tiffany.” Tiffany told the woman. “You remind me of a friend from my college days. She was kind of a slut.”

Brianna looked a little offended. Conner saw potential disaster brewing and began laughing loudly. “Oh yeah, granny she’s something huh? She’s going a bit senile now but man she makes great cookies yeah? Well off to bed!”

Conner quickly led Brianna down the hall to his bedroom.

An hour later everyone was in bed and the house was mostly quite except for the loud screams of ecstasy coming from Conner’s room as he and Brianna were both naked and sweaty and in the middle of torrid sex. They had done it in four different positions and now Conner was railing her doggy style. Briana was on all fours on the bed. Her hand holding the headboard. Each thrust from Conner made her taut tanned body quiver with pleasure. Her double D breasts jiggled up and down as he pounded her.

“Aaaah fuck me harder! Harder!” Brianna cried in her breathy erotic voice. Conner obliged. He had one hand firmly squeezing her luscious ass cheek and the other one on her smooth hip helping her move up and down on his dick going harder and deeper with each thrust.

“Oooo yeah! Keep going like that! Don’t stop! Harder! Fuck my brains out!” She kept yelling and used her spare hand to tweak the nipple ring that was dangling off the end of her massive swaying breast.

“More! More! Harder! Harder!” Brianna squealed as Conner pumped harder and faster into her young tight vagina and filled her 21 year old body with erotic bliss.

Conner had completely forgotten about the weirdness from the night before as he closed his eyes and enjoyed plowing the hot young girl in his arms. He was cumming massively as a streak of white light jetted across the sky and hit Brianna’s large jiggling tits. Conner was shooting his load into the girl as he suddenly felt her skin beneath his hands get softer. The flesh of her ass began to droop and spill out like bread dough around his fingers. Her waist didn’t feel as smooth or firm as it had a moment before either and there seemed to be more of her.

She was still yelling “More! Fuck me more! Ooo baby harder!” but her young lyrical voice was changing, becoming raspier. “Come up little boy show me what you’ve got! Give it to mama!” She cried out in a huskier much more mature sounding voice.

He pussy also felt much looser. It didn’t have the tight grip on his dick that it had a moment ago. Without thinking about it Conner moved his hand across her ass to her other hip but found the journey much longer than he expected. He opened his eyes to see her ass had doubled in size and wasn’t firm and round any longer. It was quite dimpled, lumpy even and sagged over her pelvis. His eyes traveled up her now crooked back and saw her long curly chestnut colored hair was now a mix of grey and white. The hand grasping onto the headboard was veiny and crooked and her arm had a great deal of loose arm fat dangling down below where her biceps used to be. The old woman turned her head slowly to look back at him, his dick still going in and out of her worn out pussy.

“I think we should slow down now, young man. I don’t think my old bones can take it!” She said with a toothless grin. He pulled out of her quickly and caused her old wrinkly body to jiggle one last time. Every inch of her soft saggy skin trembled. Her now fat shapeless boobs sagged all the way down to the bed and dragged her nipple rings across the sheets as the old Brianna continued to rock back and forth. He wasn’t sure if she was even aware he was no longer inside of her. He was stunned. Brianna had gained a decent amount of weight in her old age, which made her body not as shriveled and frail looking as the elderly Tiffany but fewer wrinkles didn’t make her look any less old and as he saw the fat sagging ass he had been squeezing moments before and saw that even it was sprinkled with age spots Conner almost threw up.

He ran down the hall and banged on Hannah’s door.

“Hannah wake up! Hannah!” He pounded. Hannah groggily opened her door.

“Hannah something terrible has happened!” He cried. Hannah immediately jerked completely awake.

“Oh god! Is Tiffany all right?” Hannah asked terrified with concern.

“What? Oh, I don’t know. Probably. It’s not that. It’s my dick Hannah… I think my dick is cursed!” Conner exclaimed.

Conner led Hannah into his bedroom as he explained to her what had happened. Hannah was shocked at the sight of a heavy set naked elderly woman nodding off in Conner’s bed. Body glitter still sparkled across the aged flesh of her wrinkly cleavage.

“Oh my god Conner!” Hannah shouted and averted her eyes.

Brianna stirred awake, opening her painted but droopy eyelids, and saw Hannah.

“Are you the nurse on duty tonight? Could you be a dear and get me some fresh depends? I think I had an accident…” She requested in a raspy old voice not realizing that it was in fact hot cum dripping down her leg from wild sex.

Hannah and Conner stepped out into the hall. Both freaking out.

“What are we going to do!?” Hannah asked trying to shake the images she had just seen from her mind.

“I think you need to get Brianna an adult diaper! I don’t want her soiling my bed!” Conner looked at his sister expectantly.

“You change your own girlfriends diapers! I didn’t even want to believe this was real but now I guess I don’t have a choice.” Hannah responded mulling over what to do.

“Okay. Okay. What’s changed in the past few days?” Hannah asked her brother as he pulled out some depends out of the bag of supplies she had bought Tiffany earlier that day.

“Uh every hot girl I sleep with suddenly turns into one of the Golden Girls?” Conner replied impatiently as they walked back into his bedroom. Hannah averted her eyes once more as her brother began to as gently as possible slid the diaper under the former coeds old saggy ass cheeks.

“Okay yeah, obviously, but I mean. What could have happened that is causing this!” She flourished her hand in Brianna’s direction for emphasis. The old woman didn’t seem to notice as she was busy moving her big floppy boobs out of the way so she could watch Conner who was trying to squeeze down her fat saggy belly so he could properly secure the diaper on, thinking all the while about how sexy and toned her body had been less than an hour ago.

“I don’t know Hannah! Nothing really.” He said finally strapping it on and noticing with a bit of disgust that her grey pubes peaked out the sides where the diaper met her cottage cheese thighs.

“Did you eat anything strange?” Hannah asked.

“No! Same shit I always eat.” Conner replied as he helped ease the old Brianna out of bed.

“Come in contact with any strange chemicals?” Hannah tried.

“Where? At the office? At the bar? Here? Wouldn’t it affect you too?” Conner asked as he helped his geriatric hook-up down the hallway.

Hannah thought for a moment. It hadn’t occurred to her that whatever was affecting Conner could be affecting her as well and she hadn’t had sex recently to be sure. ‘Great’ She thought. ‘Even if I did have a guy to bring home I’d be too afraid my vajay was going to send him into an early retirement to do anything about it.’

“Well something happened. This-“ She began motioning to the elderly Tiffany and Brianna who was getting set up in the other guest bed. Conner didn’t bother trying to get anything on her. He was sure the bra and other clothes she had come in with no longer fit her much larger aged body. So she was put to bed topless in only a pair of depends.

“Isn’t a normal occurrence!” Hannah finished looking at her two former contemporaries who were now two very pathetic looking old ladies. She paused for a moment taking it in. Conner stood next to her and looked at the two elderly women as well.

“I know right? I’ve spent the better part of the past month trying to get these two to have a threesome with me. Now look at them.” Conner lamented.

Hannah shuddered and quickly walked out of the room and shut the door.

“Well we need to figure out what happened so we can maybe see if there is a way to fix it. Maybe reverse it.” Hannah said hopefully but didn’t sound too confident in her words.

“Totally. We need to figure this shit out and fix it right away because I can’t just not have sex with hot girls Hannah. And we don’t have enough beds to turn this play into a nursing home.” Conner said with conviction.

With that the siblings both tried to get some sleep.