Hunter's Hell. By fucil99/2004
Hunter Reeves prepared himself for his introductory semi improvised monolog for his show. It was one of The History channel's new adventure documentary series called, "From Tactical to Practical!" Hunter Reeves loved his job as the shows host, And the veteran F14 fighter pilot of Desert Storm couldn't wait for today's assignment. Today he was going to get back into the cockpit of an F14 again. But not just any F14 either this F14 belonged the the Blue Angels.
Hunter and his camera crew walked around the Air Force Base filming the shows introduction. Hunter was picked for the shows host not only because he was an ex Major and a commemorated veteran fighter pilot, He was also pleasing to the eye, The 45 year old was in top shape and handsome in a still almost boyishly rugged way. He could have easily been mistaken for a guy in his mid thirties. He was dressed in nice relaxed fitting Khaki pants with a show all tight fitting buttonless short sleeved shirt. There was no doubting the man worked out too his pecs although modestly hidden by the shirt, showed their size and firmness,his midsection showed no signs of any fat at all, and the shirts sleeves were taxed to the limit by his large biceps. Hunter was a big guy and in great shape for his age.
Hunter and the crew finished the film tour of the base and now it was time for Hunter to suited up for his flight with the captain of the Blue Angels, Captain Bob "Badger" Thomson. The crew followed Hunter into the locker room and filmed as much of Hunter get ready as they could tactfully film. But they get a good shot of the handsome Hunter in only his boxer shorts, his body was in perfect condition. He had broad strong shoulders, well defined very muscular arms with 20 in biceps his pecs were large and firm, a he had a tight six pack abdominal section and nice looking ass and thick well muscled legs. Hunter was not guy you would want to pick a fight with in a bar.
Hunter suited up in a one piece khaki colored flight suit that tapered down from his large well muscled chest to his firm fit 32 inch waist. The suit hugged and showed off his fine ass nicely. Captain Thomson "Badger!" Met Hunter in the locker room where he too got dressed for the up coming flight. The 35 year old "Badger" was well muscled and as fit as Hunter was. He donned the famous blue jump suit of The Blue Angels, and the two headed off for the briefing room with the camera crew in tow behind them. Hunter looked great from behind, as did Bob as they were walking down the hall. Captain Thomson was slightly taller the Hunter by few inches but from behind you could tell Hunter was the bigger and stronger of the two.
The two walked in to the briefing room, the other three other Blue Angels team members were there already, They all were in there late twenties to early thirties, With Major Scott Beringer Being the youngest of the guys at 26. He was a confident handsome looking young man, who went by the already used so many times nick name of "Maverick". But it was a fitting choice for the Tom Cruise look alike Major. All of the guys were in tip top physical shape and all were handsome in their own ways. But Scott was by far the best built guy there his jump suit fit him like a glove, his torso was well proportioned and filled the suits upper half with stunning glory, and his thick well muscled legs filled the suits normally relaxed fitting legs to breaking point The other two were also well built as well, they went by the nick names of "Snake and "Mongoose". The four went over the days fight assignment and the the Blue Angels Prayer and then the time Hunter had waited for finally came. It was flight time!
Hunter was handed a hand held camera and he did his monolog for the scene and then climbed on board Captain Bob Thomson's F14 Fighting Hornet. It was take off time. Hunter was all smiles, and the only one of the four who wasn't wearing a helmet he wanted the cameras to pick up on his elation as the jet race down the runway and shot nearly strait into the air.
The take off was perfect as was expected and Hunter was in seventh heaven, it had been nearly a decade since his last flight in a jet like this one. The trip was going flawless to say the least none of the pilots or Hunter was wearing a suit there was no need to on this flight the trip was supposed to be a short 50 minute flight the planes reached a cruise altitude of 25.000 feet and was on coarse when the unexpected happened.
"Are you seeing this! We've got a Bogie at 12 o'clock high" Maverick said to the other members of the team they all looked up including Hunter and there coming at them from out of the blue was a round object about the size of two of their jets it didn't show up on their planes radar, and when Captain Bager called land based radar they showed only the four planes on their radar screens as well.
Hunter was as amazed as the other four pilots he busy trying to get the UFO on video when out no where it shot four simultaneous blue beams of light striking each of the four planes at about the same time. All five guys felt a sudden jolt that went from the heads to their toes. All five of their bodies glowed a bright green for a few seconds and then it was over.
"Everyone aright give me a report on your situations." Bager said as he did a visual check of his teams planes all four jets seemed to be aright. "How are you Mister Reeves?" The captain ask Hunter. "Im fine I think. What the hell was that?" Hunter said as they watched the space craft shot strait up wards and disappear.
Captain Badger was checking his instruments for any damage when Snake called in. "My watch and the ships chronometer are all going nuts sir! My ships clock is two full years off sir. it say's its 2006 sir." Captain Dodger looked down at his own watch an instrument his too read the same year and then it advanced a year more. "I've got the same problem over here." he said as he turned around to check on his passenger Hunter Reeves. "How ya doing buddy?" Badger said and took a double take at what he saw. something didn't look quite right about Hunter but couldn't figure out what it was exactly.
The problem was that the guys were all growing older by a year a minute now and Hunter being the oldest of the group was beginning to show his age faster then they were even though they were all now four years older according to his ship clock. The captain didn't see anything else wrong with his jet so he assumed the clocks were just messed up by the blast.
He did wonder though, about the fact that Hunter looked a bit different to him. Had he just not noticed that the guys hair line was receding that badly? Badger just shook his head when Hunter assured him he was fine. None of the guys knew what was really happening to them yet. "Cancel the original flight plan guys we're going back to base." He said, as he and his team mates all began to turn their jets around and head for home base.
Badger looked down at the date on his clock again and saw it was now seven years ahead of the true date. They were all now seven years older then they were when they left the base. Hunter was now 52 years old and his hair was now almost completely grey and had receded even farther back from his forehead and had begun to meet with a bald spot on the back of his head that had also just begun to form only minutes ago.
All the guys were to busy flying their jets to really notice their own changes just yet, but as 7 minutes became 10 and then 12 time was taking its toll on all of them and their bodies. Scott/Mavericks hair had almost completely fallen out and his huge muscles had dwindled down so far by then that his whole suit looked over sized for his now older bodies size. The legs of the suit that had been so amply filled by his muscular legs now looked almost empty of any filler, the fabric fell loosely to each side of his legs now. His shoulders had shrunken in width so much that the sleeves of his suit now covered a third of his hands. But poor Hunters firm muscular body was changing fast now as well his firm pecs had sagged into man tits by then, that now hung loosely over a prominent still softening midsection His whole body had aged his broad shoulders also slumped and were narrower and his sleeve too covered the tops of his hands. His biceps had shrunk by over 6 inches in diameter as well. But his biggest change was to his six pack abs, they had first softened and then a gut had formed where none had ever been before. Badger wasn't fairing any better and neither were the other guys as 12 years became 15 Hunter was now 60 years old and it showed big time. His legs and ass had softened as did the rest of his firm physic as well. Hunter's arm had also shrank more as they aged unexersized till they were those of a 61 year olds, his watch was loose around his wrist and he had begun to notice he was changing now.
His flight suit felt tight around his waist line and he looked down and saw he had a prominent gut and the legs of the suit looked looser and wrinkled from the loose of a lot of muscles and size. He looked at his hands and they were covered with age spots and way more wrinkled looking then he was used them being. He began to panic. "WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME !! He screamed as he felt the top of his now colder and totally bald head. A now 52 year old Captain looked back to see what his riders problem was and was shocked at what he saw Hunter was now a 62 year old man who looked like he had just totally let himself go. He had a very large gut now and a weak looking body as well. And all the guys were aging at the same rate as he was.
17 minutes turned soon turned into 20 minutes, and 20 years for the guys They were all beginning to notice their own changes by now. Scott "Maverick" was now the youngest of them at 46 his own fine body had deteriorated a considerable bit as well, he had lost most of his firm muscles size and definition and he too like the rest and now sported an unfit flabby gut and a rapidly thinning head of greying hair. The chatter between the jets became that of more panic and fear then professional pilots talk, and they were still a good 25 minutes from the closest base to land at. Every minute in the air was another year gone.
Maverick was in tears by the 35th minute his once virile 26 year old body was now a very much smaller and weaker 61 years old. His youth had been stolen from him and now a set of very wrinkled old hands held the controls of his jet. Hunter was fairing the worst of all of them, he was now 80 years old and frail and weak looking his bodies mass had diminished from 210 Lbs of well taken care of muscles to a 145 lbs of wrinkled weak as hell flabby flesh covered bones.
10 minutes later a haggard old weak set of jet fighter pilots barely got their planes onto the ground in one piece. Hunter was 90 years old when the cockpit canopy opened up. He was to weak to get out on his own as were most of them, he could no longer even lift the small cam corder he had brought with him. A group of young men surrounded the plans and helped the now sobbing aged fighter pilots out of jets they would never fly on their own again. A very frail looking old version of each guy was carefully helped into the hanger. What had happened to the now old men was still a mystery to the ground crew they had left as younger fit as hell men only an hour before they returned that frightful day.