The Forbidden Play
Hanni looked out onto the stage, sporting a satisfied grin on her ape mouth at the young wolf playing the role of old man Leonards. She spoke, "I'm so glad we found this old play! It's great."
Carey looked at Hanni with a monkey smile, "I know. I'm surprised I never heard it."
Hanni began walking further backstage, looking around at the sets, "I guess we're going to be known as the teachers who discovered it."
Suddenly, the room turned darker. The voices on the stage faded silent. The two primate women looked around in confusion. Carey spoke, "What's going on with the lights?"
Then, a booming voice came in, "This is not a play for amateurs. You two murderers of the theatre will have to fill the roles."
Hanni scoffed, "Is someone playing around with the speakers?"
But it was a curse, a curse for defiling a classic play by having young actors play elder parts. Therefore, the two teachers would been given cursed age. Already time was brushing against their skin, their fur. Life was already pouring out of their hair as it turned lighter and lighter.
"I feel kind of funny." Stressed Carey.
"Funny?" Hanni paused, "I know what you mean. Must be the weather."
Both of their skin was wrinkling and spotting up in some visible places. Beneath her black T-shirt, Hanni's potbelly was starting to droop down a bit, bring her posture down with it. Carey, too, was starting to lean forwards in a slouch.
Hanni looked around, "I can barely see in front of my snout. Where'd I put my glasses?"
Carey stumbled around on her monkey feet along the wooden floor.
"I'm a little worried, Krissy." Said Hanni with an aging tone.
"It's CAREY, Hannah." replied Carey, a tone aging as well.
"My name's not Hannah," Hanni shot back, "It's... something else."
The pounds packed on on Hanni's sides. Her hips were boomed ungracefully. She kept her legs bent with her slouch. Carey was practically the same.
"Look at all these sets!" Carey said, "Where'd they all come from?"
Just then Carey's bladder succumbed to old age and lost grip. Urine began shooting out of her vagina into her panties and khakis. Wetness grew from the crotch on her pants, soaking down her legs. It was then Carey noticed a wet feeling at her crotch. She looked down as a dripping sound echoed in, "Damn it! I'm peeing myself!"
"Oh?" Hanni looked down at Carey's wettening pants, "Aren't you in a diaper?"
"I guess I forgot to put one on this morning." Carey said, "Looking at the growing puddle of the floor."
Hanni chuckled, "I'm glad I have one on then." Hanni then let her bladder relieve itself, expecting a diaper within her. Instead, she quickly felt liquid shooting down both sides of her legs, "Oh?" She looked down to see two streams of wetness going down her jeans. Her ape feet her absorbed into a puddle of her own wetness. She then cursed, "Damn it! I thought I was wearing a diaper."
Carey laughed boisterously, loosening up her sphincter, "You pissed yourself too!"
Hanni groaned, "I thought I was wearing a diaper."
Carey continued to laugh, loosening out logs of poop into her already wet pants. She didn't notice the bulge of poo growing beneath her monkey tail. It formed out in her pants, down her legs.
When she stopped, she smelt the air, "What that smell?" She felt around her pants, and felt the squishy load, "Oh, it was me."
Hanni began chuckling, "Please don't, Lindsay! Or I'll shit my pants too!"
Carey grinned, "It's going down my legs..."
Hanni began laughing.
Carey smiled, "It's creeping out my tail hole."
Hanni started laughing hard, and her sphincter opened.
Carey spoke, "It's deep in my fur."
Hanni tossed over, shit creaming through her jeans. It tunneled through her pants and flooded her grey fur. "I'm shitting myself!" She screamed.
After a few minutes she calmed down.
"We better go down to the nurse's office and get ourselves diapered!" Carey grinned.
"Yeah." Hanni replied, "Where is it?"
"I don't know." Carey said, flat-faced.
The two then looked around the room, lost in empty thoughts.