You get the outfit and then go over to a nearby floor length mirror.
"Wow," you say,"that Lord Prosperio thinks of everything. I look pretty good--like I have really grown in to this outfit."
"You sure do," says a voice coming from around the corner.
"Well thank you," I say, as I see Lord Prosperio come into view.
I look back to notice that the outfit looks great--though I seem to be changing.
As if reading my mind, he tells me, "that is right, you are changing--you are getting older."
"Well, it is the age room--so I suppose dear sir this was bound to happen. Hey, does my voice sound different to you?"
"Yes, yes it does. Though you are at least 40 if you are a day."
I look in the mirror and notice fine lines and crow's feet. My butt and breasts are a bit larger too, and I now have hair that goes down to just mid back.
"Well hon, I suppose I ought to introduce myself. I am Cassie Collins."
"Good to meet you Cassie, I am Hugo Prosperio."
"Charmed I am sure sir," I say, as the first gray hairs show as I pass 53. "Is it getting warmer in here?"
"No, you are just heading through menopause my lady."
"Menopause, eh?"
"Don't worry, you won't be there for long at the rate you are aging."
"I suppose you are right dear sir," I reply, as a I note a wobbly throat and jowls as I pass into my late sixties. My hair is a mix of gray and brown now.
"Well, I came to get you for the evening meal. Care to join me?"
"Hmmm, I am feelin a bit peckish," I add, passing 72 and noting some white now among my mostly gray locks. My breasts are sagging a touch as well, and I lean forward a bit.
"Then take my arm good lady, and I will escort you on down the stairs."
"Thank you kind sir," I tell him noting I am now wearing lime green cat's eye glasses on a beaded chain.
"It is my pleasure ma'am."
"Ma'am...it is Cassandra my dear, and to think I came in here a young lady--though I did come into the age room. Did you see where I left my dentures?" I ask, now a 77 year old woman, my hair now curly and shoulder length and a gray white mix," and, can you fetch me my shawl?"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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