Home (Apartment)

You drive home. It is a bit of a drive with traffic but after about half an hour you pull up to your apartment complex. You don't have a set parking spot but one near your place is usually open. You are basically moving on autopilot, which is why you miss Mrs. Alsby. You brush into her and she wacks you on the shoulder hard.

"Watch where you step! Honestly, I could've fallen! You know what that would do at my age?"

You are mere feet away from your front door but Mrs. Alsby is going to chew you out. You wanted some alone time to think through this, but as Mrs. Alsby starts to tell you about the problems of your generation, you decide she has volunteered to help you. You slyly put your hand in your pocket and grab the stone, "You are 22 years old."

She immediately begins to de-age. Wrinkles disappear and her hair takes on a luscious black from its former gray. She even gets taller as her back problems disappear. She still wears the same style of clothing, though it fits her a bit better. She shakes her head, "I know my age, but as I was saying, I don't feel connected to my generation. They all care about Instagram and other junk and I could care less."

It seems that though you changed her age, she has the same interests. You wonder if she is still a widow. You decent to keep pushing, "You are single and flirting with me."

Her body posture changes. She cocks her hip and pushes her chest out. She smiles as she says, "Well you state things like they are, huh? You caught me. Now, what are you going to do with me?" She is being playful, "Mildred Farnseworth knows what she wants." You don't like that name. You decide to modernize a few things.

"Your name has always been Fox Knightly. You wear modern clothes though you aren't obsessed with clothing or your looks. You've never worn a bra and you desperately want to spend the night with me. You don't remember me saying anything after your most recent sentence."

Fox's outfit swirls around her into a t-shirt with a band you've never heard of and some skinny jeans. Her nipples are clearly seen poking through the shirt fabric due to no bra. She gains a sexual look on her face and takes a step closer, almost grinding against you, "Well stud? Whadya say?"