Birthdays were often regarded as one of two- either the most important day, or a pretty normal day. Kristy treated the day as the former; the day was all about her. She woke up at noon; she slept in as late as she damn well pleased because, hey, it was her birthday after all. She awoke and set her bare feet down onto the carpet below. Her feet were maybe a size seven overall, and clear of any blemishes, she made sure to keep them taken care of ever since she read that article about how good feet meant good health. Heck, she kept her teeth clean in a similar fashion, keeping them pristine and white.

She wore light blue pajamas, both top and bottom with long covered arms. The material was quite soft, though not as smooth as silk. It hid her Caucasian body fairly well except her slim soft hands and her head. She looked like she was a good 36C cup underneath that outfit, which suited her fine. She had long blonde hair and deep blue eyes with a smooth face and a tiny nose. She was...well not quite the perfect woman, but one that took care of herself more so than others. Heck, her diet kept her at 160 pounds.



Kristy stretched up those arms and glanced outside her apartment window. She lived up on the third floor; she didn't have to deal with terrible noisy neighbors above her.

She made that small teal colored bed, the bed that matched her pajamas in terms of color, and walked to her bedroom door. She didn't bother changing her pajamas, why bother? She did what SHE wanted to do today, that's all that mattered. She first went to the bathroom and glanced at herself in the mirror above the sink. Her smooth face with blonde hair down to her neck, one thing she admired was her beauty. "Today is YOUR day." She told herself in that mirror. She went about her business, brushing her teeth, using the bathroom, fairly standard morning routine for her, except she was still in her pajamas.



Kristy then went out to the living room and briefly glanced at her small off-white love sofa and her television, about 50 inches, located on the opposite side of the wall as that sofa. The sofa had a coffee table in front of it, and it was kept nice and clean, as clean as the kitchen right behind the wall, though the kitchen was fairly small- so small it had two countertops with shelves above it before it went to the stove, microwave, and dishwasher. Behind that was the refrigerator and another few countertops, but little else. She paused at the fridge, wondering what to make herself for breakfast, but something caught her eye that completely distracted her- something in the dining room.



Sure, the dining room had light shining through a window in it, but there was something else on top of that small wooden circle table surrounded by four wooden chairs. It looked like...a cupcake- a single cupcake on that clean table, along with a folded note. The cupcake had pink frosting with two edible button eyes, and a single candle above it that was lit. Kristy walked over to that cupcake and she couldn't help but wonder, how could this have appeared here? WHO could have done it? She reached down and opened up the note out of sheer curiosity.

The note was on plain white paper and it read 'Happy birthday Kristy. How to make a proper wish-

Step 1: Make the wish, duh!

Step 2: Blow out candle.

Step 3: Eat cupcake.

May your wish come true, and then some.

Signed, Izzy.'



"Izzy?" Kristy said, aloud. It wasn't a name she was familiar with, but a free cupcake was a free cupcake. Plus, it didn't look like anything else was stolen.

Of course, it came with a wish. Kristy wondered what she could possibly wish for...and then it hit her. She wasn't old enough to drink yet. She was only 20! She still had a whole year before she could even try that alcohol, not that she knew if she'd enjoy it or not, really it was more of a curiosity thing. She knew some friends, but she didn't want to get in trouble, nor did she want to encourage the reader of this story to start underage drinking. "Alright. I'll make a wish." She said to herself. "I wish...I wish I was older." She said plain and simple. Kristy blew out the candle, tossed the candle aside, and ate that cupcake. It was the sweetest, most moist cupcake, she had ever eaten. She had to find out who this Izzy girl was! Maybe she knew the manager and that's how they got in her place. Either way, she licked her fingers and freed those digits of the crème.

She glanced at the clock and rolled her eyes. "About what...ten seconds older already. I can feel it working." She jokes to herself.



"Ah, if it's older you want to be, then I can grant that wish you see!" a cheery voice called out from behind Kristy sitting on a kitchen counter right next to the stove. A demon- well sort of a demon anyways right behind Kristy. She was covered from head to toe in red fur with black stripes on her back. She had a rather human face with feline features- such as cat eyes, ears, and whiskers. That face of hers showed a fanged grin. She had about a C cup chest hidden beneath a black skirt that extended slightly at the bottom, as well as a long slim tail that ended in a spade- a very demonic tail, and a pair of demonic wings.



Kristy turned, and jumped back. "ACK! Who are you?! And more importantly, WHERE did you come from?" Kristy knew all too well that nobody was behind her a moment ago, and that door of hers was still locked- there was no way this creature could have just come in through the door or...was anywhere in that house of all. Something did briefly occur to her though- this creature, this weird demonic thing just might have been...



"Izzy's the name, and changing people is my game." The demonic catgirl explained. "I heard older is what you're after, well I'll make sure to age you faster. Every day you begin a new, you'll have to check how much you grew. Every day in the mirror! Stripped down, wearing not a thing- well except maybe a wedding ring."



Kristy couldn't believe this catgirl rhymed, well...okay trying to rhyme, she made out some here and there that sounded like at least attempts. Maybe it was her first time trying this sort of thing? What did it matter? Kristy rolled her eyes at the demon with a grimace on her face. "Yeah. Sure. I'll be older and married." She showed off her hands- not a single ring could be found, much less a wedding ring. "Maybe in the future, but that's quite a ways away. If you're done with your rhyming, can you leave? I have a busy day ahead of me."



"Busy you say, is that so? I'll just stay in the shadows, to watch you grow...okay, I'll be back now and then, but you'll be able to tell where, and when." Izzy closed her eyes and shrugged her shoulders. That demonic tail of hers flickered behind her and gently brushed against the stove buttons, all without turning it on. "So go and look away, and then no longer will you spot me stay."



Kristy wondered about that. "Yeah. Right." She blinked and...the catgirl was gone! Completely and totally vanished, Kristy's eyes shortly widened only moments after she had blinked. Nobody, no one on Earth had movements that could have been that fast, this woman had just left like that. Kristy stood up and walked over to where the girl stood. She reached out in front of her, as if she was reaching out to feel a ghost of some sort, and yet she could feel absolutely nothing at all- nothing but air where the girl once was. Maybe it was her imagination? Well, her imagination would had to have been AWFULLY strong to have such a creative...okay, maybe it wasn't the most creative, but it was more creative than she normally thought of. "I don't have time to search for creatures that pop in and out of existence, I got to go and celebrate!" Kristy grabbed some clothes from her dresser and went in front of a mirror to change.



Kristy stood in front of that full length mirror and she looked over herself as she pulled off those pajamas she wore. Her blonde hair reached down past her shoulders and her blue eyes looked right back at her. Her skin was free of moles, blemishes, scars, body hair, except the hair on her head of course. She was 20, and she took care of that body of hers but well. It wasn't like she had a boyfriend or a girlfriend or anything to occupy her time, granted either would have been nice to her, and she knew she could get one with that body of hers. It was only a matter of time. She slipped on a white shirt with short jeans to cover her rear, but expose those bare toned legs of hers, and went out of her place to go party.



The rest of Kristy's birthday was a complete blur to her once she left. She went out and partied...partied hardly anyways. She wasn't THAT much of a party girl, even if she did want to be out of the house, she still was more of a homebody at the end of the day, but she never let that stop her from going out on her birthday. She called up some friends and went bowling, went to the arcade, generally just having a 'girls night out' as it were with her friends, though it was hard to recall a lot of what she was doing, the only thing she could remember is she eventually got home dead tired and went to bed.



In her sleep, Kristy felt things...shifting around. She tossed and turned in that sleep as she dreamed of nothing more than a simple calendar, complete with darkness around her.

The calendar had her birthday circled on it, although that circle began to shift forward. First that red circle shifted one day forward, then two days. Then, that circle shifted downwards, advancing a whole week. When the circle got to the end of that calendar sheet, the sheet fluttered down into the void and the next month began with that circle- but the circle was moving faster now, advancing in a downward slant to the end of the month before the new one started, again and again until it finally slowed down, landing again on her birthday, but Kristy saw the year was 2020 instead of 2017, it advanced three years! Kristy? She didn't feel much different in that sleep.



Kristy just had...confidence from three years- confidence and...a boyfriend? She closed her eyes briefly and had an image of an equine woman, someone she just...identified as her boyfriend, not even sure why she even thinking of a woman as a boyfriend, and REALLY not sure why she was even able to identify such a woman in the first place! Normally dreams couldn't create people, and yet here this dream was, creating an anthro equine- one covered with brown horse hide...well with white splotches...along with a white nose muzzle, white hands, and an equine cock...a cock that Kristy just couldn't get out of her mind. She used protection; condoms were too small for equine cocks, but other methods of birth control worked. She couldn't help but envision that cock pounding at that ass and that cunt of hers. Kristy mentally shivered as that cunt and ass began to loosen from...well, from what Kristy recalled, it was only two years- but two years with such a thing took was noticeable. She couldn't take it in her mouth much, but she was working on that. Of course, when she imagined that cock in her pussy, she also imagined her pussy wasn't quite...bare either. Her boyfriend didn't seem to mind it, and it was the least of her worries in that dream, she just had the time of her life.



Kristy awoke the next day much like she awoke the first, she was in those same pajamas, and she stretched and got out of bed. Today was...today was her birthday, wasn't it? Yes, she was celebrating her 23rd birthday today. Not as big a milestone as her 21st birthday, but still a day to celebrate. Part of her swore she celebrated her birthday yesterday, but that just didn't sound right. Her room was largely unchanged- it had those twin lamps and that same bed of hers, it just had some...brown horse hairs on it from when that boyfriend of hers, Myu she recalled, came to visit and stay the night with her. "I should let her come home with me tonight after the arcade." She was still a child at heart- she loved the arcade, at least the one left in that mall. She went there every birthday she recalled, and started having those drinks when she first hit 21. It was only her drinking on her birthday, and she was old enough to, so it did no harm.



Regardless, Kristy got out of bed and went to the kitchen to see another cupcake- this one cupcake looked JUST like the first one did- with the same note, from the same person. "Who...who does Izzy think she is?" Kristy asked herself as she picked up that cupcake with a single lit candle. She came by once and wanted to give her a wish- she wished to be older, but she didn't need that! She was old enough to drink now, she had a boyfriend, but she could use something else...



"Fine. I wish I had a lot of money, but I didn't have to work super hard to earn it." Kristy said with a chuckle, being careful about her wording as she blew out the candle. It was all just fun and games that previous cupcake couldn't have made her older, and this one couldn't make her richer.



"So it's richer you now want? I can make you so rich that you'll flaunt. It won't be you with the money; it'll be your pony honey. You two will get married down the road, and your pocket will be full with a money load." A familiar voice could be heard from a familiar spot...Izzy, sitting right where she was last time.



Kristy swore she had a feeling that she went through this before, she turned around, saw Izzy, and groaned. "Yeah. Right. She's my boyfriend, maybe I'll marry her, but I know she isn't rich- and weren't you here like...three years ago? How the hell do you keep getting in here? And I can tell you I didn't get older, at least like, any older than I normally get!"



"So you say and so you think that my logic really stinks?" Izzy's tail slowly twitched in the air. "You'll see, and then you'll know, just how older you'll have grown. Once again, I'll leave you be, but I'll be back- just wait and see."



"I've had it with your-" Kristy paused mid sentence as she blinked- the girl was gone again. "Maybe she puts a roofie in the damn cupcake or something..." she grumbled. She didn't even bother to finish the rest of that cupcake. She tossed it away and went to the bathroom. She wasn't sure why, but she just felt this strong urge to strip down and look at herself in the mirror that morning.



In front of that full length mirror, Kristy undressed from those pajamas and tossed them aside, followed by her underwear. She was 23 and she was happy. Her body looked largely unchanged, except her cunt had black pubic hair stubble on it. Kristy looked to the bathroom sink briefly and bit her lip at that shaver. She did shave, but for some reason, that hair just grew right back- it was quite stubborn. That pussy of Kristy's looked the same too, but it also felt looser at the same time. Kristy knew far too well why that pussy of hers was as loose as it was. She closed her eyes and imagined that huge equine cock pounding away at her time and time again. She was glad she had used birth control, she wasn't ready for kids at her age, and that cock was just too damn pleasurable to say no to.



"Maybe I'll go visit her..." Kristy said. She left the bathroom and put on a black t-shirt with blue jeans. "She'll probably want to have some fun on my birthday; I know I'd be more than happy to have fun with her!"



Kristy left and, much like her previous birthday, the day was a blur to her. She didn't party that hard like before, but she spent time with that boyfriend of hers- that boyfriend Myu, that brown equine horse with that huge shaft. Myu knew how to have a good time- Myu took Kristy to the arcade and together the two played games, had soft drinks, and ate pizza and birthday cake, all on Myu's own money. Kristy wasn't sure where Myu worked, but she didn't get too much into her personal life. Regardless, she had fun with Myu during the day, and then? Well the pair went home to have some fun during the night, more specifically in Kristy's bed, but not before Myu made a pit stop at a gas station and purchased a lottery ticket for a multi-million dollar jackpot. Myu wasn't much of a gambler at heart; she just bought a ticket on occasion simply because 'you never know.'



During Kristy's sleep, it wasn't just her that changed- it was the entire world around her that changed. She had brief dreams of that life that passed her by, but key moments were very easy to recall- like the next few days when Myu won all of that lottery money- she invested most of it and became quite wealthy. Kristy was envious, but she soon shared that wealth as a few years down the line, the couple married. Kristy recalled that day all too well- Myu in the groom suit, and Kristy in the brides outfit. No longer did Kristy live in that apartment, but now she lived with Myu- and Myu purchased a pretty decent sized house, a six bedroom and three baths. It was only Kristy and Myu that lived in that house, but Myu got such a big place just in case the pair expanded their family.



In reality, Kristy floated in the air before she was placed down on a double-king sized bed, despite that her and her now husband slept close to each other. A wedding ring appeared around each of their ring fingers, and Kristy's body aged once more. She increased in height, although barely a few inches, and her hair grew just slightly longer. A few moles appeared along her arms and the sign of sagging began to show on her tits, although they did get slightly larger- not quite large enough to fit into a different letter alphabet cup size, but a small increase. Her hips also grew a few inches and flared out a bit.

Two of the most noticeable changes then came- her gut grew out a couple of inches and her rear fattened up as weight piled up on her. A person could only get so fat in a few months, but general laziness also helped contribute to both fat, and a loss of her muscles. Pubic hair also grew longer between Kristy's legs. What reason did she have to shave? Her husband didn't mind the hair- heck, she remember Myu said she had a thing for it. Her hair went, as Myu described it one time 'au naturale.' She didn't shave her armpits either, and dark hairs grew on them. In her sleep, Kristy let go of Myu and scratched her crotch in her sleep.



The next morning, Kristy awoke, though not like she did in those previous mornings. This morning, she wore pink pajamas to compliment her husband's purple pair, although she awoke by herself, and the smell of breakfast in the air. Her husband was so much more active than her, heck she pampered her. She glanced to the left and right to the two identical tiny tables and lamps on both sides of the bed. "Hm...what day is it today..." She asked herself as she inched her way off of the bed. She hopped off onto her bare feet, with hint of callus underneath the heels. She glanced over at a calendar placed next to a giant bookshelf of Myu's and noticed the day circled was Kristy's birthday! Kristy swore she had celebrated a birthday yesterday, but there was no way. "That's right...today I'm..." she paused, confused for a moment. How old WAS she? She grabbed her pink purse and pulled out her ID to double check. "I'm....28?" Indeed her ID told her that much- 28, and weighed 230 pounds. Her ID had to be right, how could it not be? She put that purse back down next to her bed. In truth, Kristy barely paid for anything, it was all Myu. Myu, whom had won that lottery and became one of the few to become wealthy off of it, she had paid for everything Kristy could have ever desired, and then some. Sure, the sex was a little rough, but Kristy couldn't have asked for a bigger...well...she scratched the back of her head at the thought. She knew the first thing she wanted to do today though, and that was double check herself in that mirror. She didn't pay too much attention to the rest of the bedroom, as if she were used to how fancy it was. It had that bookshelf with a calendar, and that bookshelf almost covered one wall- while a television aligned another with a small miniature fridge underneath that 55 inch television. The other had a door that led into a closet, which inside was just as big as a normal bedroom- their own bedroom was at least twice the size as normal rooms. She was used to it though, just like how she was used to how fancy the rest of the place was with it's white tiled marble walls and dark wooden flooring, how pretty the paintings were so perfectly placed on those walls, how red velvet carpeting lined down the floor and led to a giant bathroom.



That bathroom had its own spa with a small twenty foot pool built into it, as well as a bath out in the open and a closed square shower, complete with four sinks onto the side, as well as a mirror that measured along the wall where those sinks were. Glass topped the ceiling, while the familiar walls covered its side, with a combination of pink and purple tiles on the floor.

A large mirror lined along the wall where the sinks stood, and that's where Kristy herself was. She undressed and tossed her clothes into a laundry chute placed right in the bathroom. She wasn't sure where the clothes went off to; she never really looked into it- all she knew was that her clothes came back like new the very next day in her closet. She looked back at herself and her body. Her feet were still the same, as were her legs, though her thighs were quite a bit larger. Her crotch was where the changes were drastically different. Her cunt and ass were, well, larger than normal- getting fucked regularly by an equine cock helped contribute to that. Her crotch was also quite hairy with dark pubic hairs. She had long given up on shaving down there. She also had a bit of a belly and a small pair of love handles on her hips. She raised her hands and brushed her fingers through her hair that reached down to her shoulders and got a good view of those black hairy armpits as she stroked. Her cheeks had begun to sag slightly with her age while the rest of her face had a soft matron appearance to it.

"I still got it." Kristy told herself with a smile of yellowing teeth. She glanced to the tub, and just mentally shrugged. She never bathed- it was reserved for her husband. She DID get in the pool on occasion, but that was for...well...fun. She slipped on a pink bath robe to cover herself, as well as pink slippers, and went back down that hallway and into the dining room.



The dining room was the size of four typical rooms, and yet the table was still average in size in the very center. A purple tablecloth covered up that table, along with white flowers on top of it. There was also something very familiar on that table, something Kristy had seen at least a few times already- a cupcake. That familiar cupcake with red frosting and that note that read the exact same thing like it had so many times before.



Kristy wondered briefly where her husband had gone off to, although she recalled that her husband had to work quite a lot, which was unfortunate for a housewife such as herself, she was in this place all alone, and with how big it was, that just made her feel all the lonelier. She walked over to that cupcake and glanced at that single lit candle on top of it. She already had a good idea that her husband didn't do this, someone else did. "Izzy..." she said quietly, with a heavy sigh. That same demon that granted her wishes the first two times Kristy blew out that candle. Each wish didn't even seem to come true! Kristy was already older without Izzy's help; she was rich without her help too. At the same time, Kristy didn't really have anyone to spend time with while Myu was at work. The pair had planned children, but Kristy had yet to conceive any. "Just because...I want company..." she told herself before she blew out that candle.



"Oh its company you want, company I can be, I can grant you more company, times three!" That familiar rhyming voice came from behind Kristy- Izzy. This time she didn't sit near the stove- the kitchen was just too far away for that. She stood right in front of a potted plant that was taller than her, though that tail rubbed up against that plant now. "I heard you want kids, isn't that rights? I can make you pop out kids for a ton of nights!"



Kristy shook her head before she turned around to Izzy. "Look. You can't grant wishes. You didn't grant the first two, and you can't grant this one. I don't know how the hell you move around so fast the blink of an eye, but I don't care! So go! Goodbye!" Kristy paused at that, even Izzy's rhyming began to get catchy.



"You don't believe the wishes I give you? I already granted you two. You'll realize what I did soon, but until then I'll see you next time at noon." Izzy's posture barely changed when she spoke in such a rhyming fashion. She still leaned back against that plant and grinned. She showed off those wicked sharp teeth with that grin, too.



Kristy did her hardest not to blink, she knew what would happen if she did. "Of course I don't believe you! Nothing you've done changed a thing. I don't know how the hell you move so fast, but I..." she squinted her eyes. When she put her mind on not wanting to blink, it made her realize just how much people did blink, and how much they needed to. "I don't like it!" She finished, right when she blinked. Yup- Izzy was gone now. "Dammit..." she mumbled. She didn't understand that girl. At the very least, she was company, but she was tremendously annoying company. "Kids." Kristy told herself. They actually...didn't sound like a bad idea, it'd give her something to do when her husband was gone, like right now.



It was about right when she mentioned kids when that the phone rang.

Kristy picked up the cord free phone on the table. "Hello? Hi Myu! Yes. Thank you for remembering. What? Right now? But shouldn't you...oh...alright, sure. I'll be there." She hung up the phone and smiled down at it. "A day at that huge mall with arcades, pizza, bowling, candy...she knows me so well."



Kristy went back to their bedroom and opened up that closet. Clothes hung neatly and formed a U shape inside that closet, while Kristy entered the opening of that U. Underneath the clothes were underwear as well as socks and shoes, though Myu couldn't wear such things with hooves, Kristy could. She put on a pink dress that flowed down past her own feet. The dress was decorated with grapes along the top, sides, and bottom. She may have been going to the mall, and places where kids generally went, but that didn't mean she couldn't at least look pretty. She put on high heels and then she left her fancy home for the day.



Like the many times before, the day was much of a blur to Kristy. She remembered that she arrived at the mall and met her husband. The pair played games, bought tons of candy, and they had one big celebration that was almost like a children's birthday party, except with adults and more alcohol involved than a children's party. And, very much unlike children's parties, Kristy came home with Myu and the pair got...intimate. She remembered that all too well- but everything else was much before, like a blur. She was soon asleep that night in Myu's arms, and she dreamed away once more.



The new dreams she had were quite lively. Myu and Kristy were much more active throughout the years, and Kristy recalled all too well how many times she got pregnant, again and again. She had at least one child every year thanks to Myu, and every time, she became lazier and lazier. She barely even had to care for her children, they had a babysitter that took care of that, although it just meant more time alone for Kristy. Kristy envisioned herself being a perfect housewife with cooking and cleaning while Myu was away at work, although since they had maids, it didn't make for much cooking and cleaning. There was sex, and...sitting around watching television all day, going out when Myu wanted her to.



Physically in the world, one might see Kristy's belly expanding and shrinking throughout the night. Each time her belly grew, her own tits swelled up briefly. Although, every time both those tits, and that belly shrank down, they didn't quite shrink down to their original size, they ended up just a bit larger than last time. It left Kristy with stretch marks on her belly, and large brown nipples. Her body also grew unkempt. She still had that hairy pussy and armpits, but she grew even more body hair in that sleep. Unlike before where it first started as stubble, this hair grew fully in place. She bit her lip in her sleep and rubbed her legs as hair grew all over them. She rubbed her rear against Myu as hairs grew from her ass, and rubbed those nipples as some hair grew even on them. She still lacked chest hair at least, but she had quite a lot of hair on much of her body- even a treasure trail of pubic hair from her belly button. She didn't see a point in shaving; it just wasted time and meant less television to watch. There was no point in showering, it just wasted water. Kristy was happy this way. Her body grew out larger with the more weight of her laziness, a soft *pfrt* escaped from her ass as her digestive system broke down from the lack of eating healthy. Her face began to sag slightly with that newfound age, and her hair turned unkempt and oily. She was still rich thanks to Myu, yes, but she didn't look rich. She looked far more like a slob, and she acted like it, too.



Kristy woke up and glanced briefly at the clock on the wall. It was about noon, she tended to go to bed late, and wake up late. It didn't matter when she woke up, she didn't have a job, Myu paid for everything, Myu took care of her, and Myu pampered her. Even to get out of bed in the first place was a challenge. Kristy turned to her side and noticed Myu was gone, likely to do her work once more. She sighed and reached down past that large gut of hers and rubbed her hairy crotch. "When WILL you get a day off, Myu." She said quietly. She leaned up; her back popped multiple times as she did so. She wore a pink robe over her body, although it worked very poorly to hide her front half and exposed those large, though slightly sagging, and tits with those brown nipples of age. Her gut too, which was nice and round, and large enough for her tits to even rest on. And then her hairy crotch and legs, her cunt which was quite...used thanks to Myu. Her thighs were fat, as were her own legs, but they still had a feminine appeal, even if it was underneath quite a bit of leg hair.



Kristy got off the bed and, with those bare feet of hers, she walked to the bathroom. She still had that urge to look at herself in the mirror, but she could never explain why. Her house was still as fancy as ever, just expanded with extra bedrooms to care for the children that she didn't have to worry too much about thanks to her virtually permanent babysitter.

Her hair went down to her shoulders and was largely flat, not because she washed it, but because it was that greasy. Her eyes had clear cut signs of crow's feet, and a bit of redness underneath them. Her cheeks puffed out slightly, and also sagged. She clearly looked much older. It took Kristy a moment to recall just HOW old she was before she commented aloud. "40...today is my...40th birthday." She told herself. She opened up that robe and showed off the rest of her body to herself- those slim arms and big pot belly, those flabby thighs of hers, yet still somehow dainty feet, that hairy treasure trove trail of pubic hair that led to a hairy cunt, and even slightly hairy ass, as well as hairy legs and armpit hair.

She may not have looked like her old self when she was 20, but she just smiled her yellowed teeth, let out a fart then and there, and just said "Hey there, beautiful."



Kristy didn't even bother to cover herself back up. She walked to the dining room once more and noticed that familiar cupcake she had seen so many times before, although this time, the cupcake didn't have a candle on it. It came with a card, and that card just simply said 'Happy Birthday. I hope you enjoy all your wishes. Love, Izzy.' on it.

Kristy recalled who Izzy was all too well. She just shrugged and picked up that cupcake. "Wishes, who needs them? I'm living the prime of my life. I got a great husband, tons of kids, and lots of money. Why, I doubt she even GRANTED a single wish." She laughed to herself as she ate that cupcake whole.