Sarah Jones finally unlocked the door to her house after an incredibly long day. She had to go to work at the office for most of the day, and then she had to pick up her boys at their various sports games and after school activities. She had barely even opened the door when her three kids ran inside, nearly knocking her over as they did so.
"Boys please take it easy! Your mother has had a long day." She exclaimed.
"Sorry Ma!" Said the oldest, the 12 year old Jim, as he ran up the stairs.
"Sorry Mom!" The second oldest, the 10 year old Kyle said as he ran downstairs.
"Sorry Mommy." Her youngest, the 7 year old Henry apologized as he stood there looking sad.
"Oh it's okay honey." She said while giving him a kiss on the forehead. "Now, go and have fun, and let your brothers know they get less desert tonight."
Henry giggled as he ran off for one of his brothers. Sarah threw her stuffed purse down on the counter and breathed a quick sigh of relief. She plopped of her shoes, giving them a quick rub, before noticing something odd in the corner of her eye. She turned to see a large polaroid camera sitting on near her purse.
"Huh, I haven't seen one of those things in ages." She thought confused. "Must be Ophelia's. Poor girl is so confused with the pregnancy and all those jobs. I'll give it back to her when she comes over next time, along with her bonus."
Sarah put the camera under her arm. She hopped of the stool next to the counter and walked into the closest bathroom. She placed the camera down next to the sink and stared into the mirror. It had been a long 40 years and they haven't tall been kind to her. She fell in love, married him, had three lovely but annoying boys, got a boring job, and she ended up working almost all the time. If it wasn't at work it was at home caring for the boys. She sighed as she stared at her reflection.
In her opinion she was old, but most would call her a MILF. She had a shorter cut up to her shoulders that had started to gray a tad, but was still fairly luscious, curly, and deep red. Her face had some wrinkles, but she mostly still looked beautiful with bright blue eyes, many freckles, and a cute set of dimples that all helped to frame her gorgeous face. Her breasts had started to sag, but with the right bra, still looked great and big. Sarah always thought they were too big but her husband Greg never complained. Her ass had gotten bigger too, but that was what happened when you have three kids. She was no where near fat, but she had put on a bit of weight.
She sighed, unable to see the beauty behind the minor changes with age. She took of her suit's coat and hung it on the wall as she still eyed the mirror, judging her boobs too harshly. Before she could continue unchanging for the shower, she heard a loud knock at the door. "Mom!" She heard her son Jim yell from behind the door. "Henry is lying right?!" He yelled.
"Jim I'm not in the mood tonight. You two get less desert. I'll tell you why later." She calmly explained.
Jim huffed and then walked away. Jim was always a pouter. He was the skinniest of the three kids and also the most athletic. He played baseball almost daily and always tried to stay active. Sometimes though, he could be a real pain in the ass for Sarah. Kyle was a bit chubbier but a bit more thoughtful young boy. Sarah figured he be a theater major one day with the amount of enjoyment he got from plays and the like. Henry was the youngest, and although it was hard to gage his personality with him being 7 and all, Sarah knew he'd be a kind young lad for years to come. She knew they could all be a bit better though, especially if their father didn't have to travel that much.
"Ugh, what am I going to do with those boys." She sighed before looking in the mirror. "Ugh, what am I going to do about me?" She leaned on the sink before looking up at the polaroid. "Maybe that will make me feel younger? Taking a selfie like the youth like to do with a camera from when I was a younger girl." She thought.
Picking up the camera, she turned it around and sat on the edge of the sink. She gave her best fake smile as she tried to pose and took the photo. Little did she know, reality itself was about to change as she transformed into a different version of herself, and only she would be aware of the change. How does Sarah change?