His body for one thing did not behave like he knew it was supposed to.
It took a bit, but he did manage to get moving. He noted as well that his body seemed to have changed. However, his mind also did not behave as it once did, so he did
not immediately put things together. "Ma brains...they seem ta move...so slowly...he thought out loud, as he put on a robe over his nightgown.
"When did ah...start a wearin a night gown," he muttered, and then noted his voice seemed different.
"Weeell, what're these danglin things..." and then it hit him, or as he realized, her. He had become a she.
"Oh dearie me, ah seem ta be a girl..." she cackled, as she grabbed the cane next to the bedside to help her ancient body to the bathroom.
Just then the door opened, and Marla wandered in.
"Oh dear, it did happen," she said.
"Huhh? Did ya say sumpin? Seems ah cain't... quite hear like ah used ta... there hon. Lookit me, ah'm a girl."
"You are now a 95 year old lady, a grandma and I think we should call you Roberta now too. What do you say to that?"
"Ah spose sounds good ta me, but git outa ma way first though ah gotta...weell, too late fer that...wha da my undies feel damp now?"
"You are wearing adult diapers sweetie, or should I just call you grams?"
"Granny Berta ah spose there, yeah spose so...remind me ta show ya the grandkids pics later...now where did that come from...an the old bod feels so stiff...oh dear,
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