When Charley came too, he felt as if only a moment had passed. He was still in the afterglow of sex.
He felt tired, weak, and frail. Raising his hand to his face, he saw that the hand was small. The skin upon it was taut. His fingers were short and boney. He looked down and beheld the unmistakable bumps of tits on his chest. With an effort, he tried to get up out of bed. He slipped his feet over the side. Charley was still naked from the waist down, but he didn't look at the void between his legs. He walked slowly towards the mirror. He had to concentrate to keep from falling on his face.
When he looked at the reflection, he saw an old lady looking back at him. But not just any old lady, he saw his grandmother. The woman who warned Charley about the dangers of having sex before he got married. She said something 'very bad' would happen. Now he had her body. His face was pale, gaunt and a mass of wrinkles. His hair was white and had so much hair spray that his finger wouldn't cut through it. It would make a dent instead.
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