It took a bit of time, but I finally managed to create a plain and wrinkled old lady with swollen body stockings and wide comfortable hips. I hate to ...rag but the effect was astonishing. I had changed a fairly attractive twenty year old into a sixtyish "Granny" with a skill I could look at with pride and yet try to keep hidden.In recent weeks, I had been experiencing the usual discomfort riding the commuter train with the chaos of young lads and even some older ones taking secretive liberties. “Ohhhh…t-t-thank you,” she stuttered in a high pitched voice. I walked her forward and held her pinned against the wall and my body. She placed her arms flat against the wall, her elbows bent at ninety degree angles. “Spread your legs for me, Florence,” I softly growled. “Fuck,” she gasped and did as she was told. I placed my left hand between her shoulder blades. I wrapped my free arm around her waist and pulled her hips away from the wall. “I’ve been wondering if you got your pussy waxed. I’m not coming to get him.”“Sue, they’re hurting Jay. They’re making him...”“What?”“With all the sex that’s going on I don’t feel right about Jay. He’s so innocent.”“Not as innocent as he has us all believe.”“So you’re just going to leave him to the lions?”“The lions?”“All the girls that are here.”“What’s he doing with them?”“What do you think?”“So they’re getting a taste of Jay, huh?”“I’d say he’s getting a taste, literally, of all of them.”“I don’t have a car or even a license, Madison.. Several attempts were greeted by his holding her firm, and a laugh that said he was now in charge. Robbie further teased her by just barely entering her and then pulling back out. Before she could utter another protest, Robbie, his hands still firmly on her hips, lifted her feet from the ground and pushed himself into her as far as he could push, holding her suspended as he quickly withdrew, only to push in and up again. Missy, braced as best she could against the wet rock, yelped and screamed.