Rarity groaned as she got out of bed. She was feeling so lethargic today. Her muscles creaked and popped as she walked across the room to her vanity. Instinctively grabbing her manebrush, she looked up into the mirror, and shrieked at what she saw there.
The mare looking back looked like her, only about 20 years older. Crow's feet spread out from her eyes, laugh lines creased the corners of her mouth. Her cheeks and forehead were streaked with wrinkles. Her purple mane was streaked with grey, and thinning in some areas.
A glance over her body just made it worse. Her legs were pockmarked, her thighs and perfect plot saggy and cellulite-spotted, even her cutie mark was faded!
"I- I'm old!" She gasped, realizing how husky her voice had become. Quickly making up her mind, she...
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