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Watch as people's lives are literaly changed forever due to their new job!
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Chapter #5

escorted to a special chamber

    by: Unknown
...escorted to a special chamber.

"Just have a seat right over here," Cindy said, as she lead Rachel to a large beige recliner.

Rachel settled in, and then asked,"Okay, this is great, now what?"

"Just sit tight,and don't move, I'll be right back."

"Alright....I guess."

Cindy left the room, and soon Rachel found herself hearing a strange sound, and felt

waves of energy course over her body. "Don't move," she thought," I couldn't move if I wanted to."

Her body felt glued to the chair, and her muscles were completely slack.

After what seemed like forever, she finally found her body able to move and function again.

Just as she was about to get up and go looking for her, Cindy came through the door.

"So, how do you feel?"

"A bit lethargic, and somewhat compressed, and this strange feeling of being squishy, like my body is made of clay.

What just happened to me?"

"Well, we need you to become older or younger based on who we have you working with?

"You're kidding right? Where's the hidden camera?"

"No, not at all. Are you willing to trust me?"

"I suppose, why?"

"I want you to follow me back into the salon."

Rachel did just that and allowed herself to be seated in front of a mirror.

"Now, what you just went through was a treatment that makes your body very adaptable. So, when I tell you that

you have a four inch wide stripe of white hair on the top of your head..."

Rachel observed her hair on the middle of her head from front to back go snow white a moment later.

"...my hair is white there. How'd you do that?"

"I told you, we have the need for you to be younger at times, and older at others depending on who we have you work with."

"You mean I may have to be an old lady?"

"Sometimes, but with a difference. You'll be older and younger, but you'll still have plenty of energy and

won't have the side effects of being a particular older age for the most part, though some of the younger ages may not be so easy."

"I see," she replied.

"Just think of it as adventure, and we all take care of each other around here. We won't let anything happen to you.

By the way, you can still bow out, or just be a regular worker--though we do pay an additional $25.00 an hour for your services

if you continue."

"So is a white skunk stripe the only thing that happens?

"No, there is more."

"I'll try it then, the money sounds good and l like a new look now and again."

"Okay, if you're sure you're up to it."

"Show me more."

"Well, the rest of your long brown curls are a mix of gray and brown, you wear elegant,red cat's eye sequined, glasses on a beaded chain, and you have a french manicure."

As she looked on, she watched as one after another each of these things came to be.

"Is that all," Rachel asked, and then noticed her voice sounded different, raspier even."My voice, I sound so...so,.."

"Old? Well then, you'll love the next changes. You now wear a pink leopard print top, with a black fake fur

coat, denim Capri pants, some very elegant and expensive rings, and a very gaudy blue bauble necklace, silver tennis shoes

and a large showy Betty Boop purse."

As she watched in the mirror one by one all these things showed up on her.

"Oh my dear, this is really kind of fun. This is the kind of thing I imagine I might wear as a hip older gal. All that's missing now is a few wrinkles."

"Coming right up, as well as a couple less inches of height, and a few sags and bags and age spots as well."

As Rachel watched, her skin began to weather,her body shrank a few inches, and her face went from fine lines to wrinkles and crow's feet, to sagging eyelids and under eye

bags and jowls, and sagging breasts and butt, and a few age spots showed on her face and hands.

"Oh my, my undergarments don't seem ta support the bod quite right, and I feel a bit shaky."

"Oh, mustn't forget the girdle, support hose, and fun decorative cane."

"Oh my there hon-ney, I look like quite the happenin senior. So, where's this lady ya want me ta go an see?

"I'll take you to her in just a moment--but first, I need you to do something for me."

"Wha's that?"

"Tell me to become..."

You have the following choices:

1. 65 years old

2. 5 years old

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