"Change Stopped" the Chronivac's screen read as it was about 99% done. At this point outside of the knowledge you were Jeff... You were almost entirely your mother. There was a thought for a second about taking over your twin's place and maybe turning her into your daughter or some version of yourself... A bit of guilt and knowledge of who you were supposed to be stopped that as you decided to turn back to normal. The mom in you did want to try a few things out while you were turning back to normal though. You first simply set your age back to 16 and looked down as your sagging body started getting a bit smaller, but tightening up as it regained it's youthful vigor.
You were enjoying yourself for a bit so you decided to change your clothes to a dress instead of a ripped up shirt and shorts. It was nice, frilly, and made you feel pretty. Your mom never let you... as you made the chronivac lower your dress' cleavage and expanded your breasts a few sizes.. You remembered that you were not your mom. You had her personality and memories and her younger body, but you were Jeff and he deserved to exist...
....97...98...99...100% "ugh" you groaned thinking that you'd be needing a mental scrub after being so mixed with your mom's personality. Still it felt nice to be back to normal. Chilling out with some of your buds and whatnot. You readjusted your bra as you imagined shifting sizes from transforming had shifted it making it uncomfortable. Looking down at your dress and exposed cleavage line you internally groaned at your mother's fashion choice... although it did show off your curves nicely. Yep there you were as Jeff, or Jefferianne for some reason... Least the nickname made you more one of the dudes instead of some of the prissy girls in your class... Although now that you thought about it... maybe you could see what life was like farther on one side or the other