Character Creation: Age

As the dice rolled to a stop, Stephanie's heart did the same.  Just when she thought there was nothing else Anthony could take away from her, suddenly he was rolling for her age.  What if she turned into an old woman?  What if she became so old she was knocking on death's door?  Good god, what if she turned into an baby? 

Once he'd written something down, Anthony looked up.  "Well it could be worse, although with Orc lifespans, you're entering your relative golden years." 

Stephanie's heart was pounding.  "Wh-what the fuck does that mean?!" she gasped out. 

"It means you're turning 37." 

Stephanie's eyes widened.  While admittedly, that wasn't as bad as it could have been, that still felt so old.  She was twenty-two, and this creep was about to steal away her youth.  And then she felt it begin.  She brought her phone up in front of her face again and watched in horror as her face began to subtly change.  Wrinkles began to form around the corners of her nose and mouth, and up upon her forehead, not so defined as to indicate old age, but enough to signify a certain maturity and fading of youth.  Bags began to form under those unfamiliar eyes, and all of her skin seemed to lose a bit of the elasticity that had always marked her youthful age.  Her cheeks sunk in somewhat, causing her cheekbones to appear more prominent, and the sharpness of her chin faded back somewhat into a more gentle curve into her neck.  And the bright, nearly white hair wasn't doing anything to make her feel younger. 

Aghast, Stephanie looked down and realized that the rest of her body was going through changes as well.  Her breasts, which until even now had always been pert were starting to sag a little, losing just a bit of the firm shape they'd held previously.  And even at her new weight, her expanded body and limbs had held a tightness and firmness that carried over from the taut, well-toned body she'd worked out to cultivate before all of this had happened.  But now, with the onset of age, and the decreasing ability of her body to passively maintain that level of fitness, the extra bulk around those former hard muscles now started to droop into hanging flab, hanging down from her upper arms, and paunching out from her stomach and over her hips.  She could even see the telltale signs of cellulite buildup on her stomach and the bits of thigh she could see through the tears in her pants. 

Feeling the changes coming to an end, Stephanie was breathing quickly, feeling as though she was going to hyperventilate.  She felt like she wanted to weep.  At the loss of her youth, her beauty, just about everything that physically made her HER.  But instead of crying, she ground her teeth together, and half-screamed, half-roared at the human monster that had done this to her.  "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED YOU FUCKING SADIST?!  ARE YOU HAPPY?!  YOU TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME!!!" 

Anthony moved his head from side to side in a motion of uncertainty.  "I mean I think I've done plenty of give, in addition to take.  Sure you've got less hair and a few years off, but you've got a heck of a lot more height and weight, and a cool set of pointy teeth!" 

Feeling as though she was going to crush those new teeth with the amount of pressure they were putting on one another, Stephanie screamed something undiscernable in a rage. 

"Fine fine fine," Anthony said, raising his hands in a motion of placation.  "This next one might take, but I'd say chances are better that it will generous.  At least that's what I'M hoping.  Let's see about that chest of yours," he said, throwing a die down on the table. 


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This episode is sponsored by , and I'd like to thank you for doing so.  And next episode will be probably one of the most anticipated: the determination of Stephanie's breast size.  Originally, I'd put down measurements, but I think those will be saved more for wait and hip size, because breasts are easier to do with cup size in a situation like this.  I don't think most folks care much what the actual circumference of her rib cage is as what's on them, so that's what I'll be rolling for. 

I think I'll be rolling a 12-sided die, which will go from Prebubescent at 1 and A-Cup at 2 all the way down to a K-Cup at 12.  I know for some folks, they can never be large enough, but I don't want to go completely off the map with this, so those are my thoughts on it. 

I hope you all enjoy this one, and I look forward to bringing you the next. 

Sura 


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