Amanda gaped at not only her increasingly adult daughter but at herself. This was impossible, people couldn't alter their age.
Yet, it was hard to deny what she was seeing. Amanda, according to the counter, was about to pass her 30th birthday. The months were ticking away faster than she could have envisioned, her body firming with the loss of years. As she studied her reflection closely, she could see her skin smooth, the small amount of grey vanish, even her physical body was improving her breasts hefting beneath her shirt.
Entering her twenties Amanda was still in shock. Not only was this incredible, it seemed impossible that no one had said a word about this. Gazing at her tattoos and c-section scar she could see then become more prominent, standing out on her otherwise flawless skin. Even her hairstyle was changing as it regained it's youthful luster. Gone was short cut of a mother, now replaced with a punky, pixie cut that covered her ears. Amanda gently touched her growing locks, amazed to see her hairstyle returning to the previous style of her youth.
As Amanda's counter hit 25, the young woman winced. Something was happening, her body was racked with pain for a moment as her mind began to fog over. Gazing at her stomach, she watched in amazement as her scar began to fade.
Little by little the c-section scar grew smaller, fainter, until at last vanishing completely as if it had never existed at all. New memories flooded her mind, intermixed with the old. She remembered being a mother but, those memories almost felt alien. New memories now existed, one telling her she had a younger sister. A sister who only moments ago had been her daughter.
"OH my god Amanda look!"
Amanda glanced over, still in a daze as she observed a now 20 year old Candy. Puberty had been kind to the young woman, blessing her with CC cup breasts and ample curves. Candy's light brown hair cascaded to the middle of her back, glowing with youthful vitality. Even the girls face was amazing, the pimples and roundness of early adolescence wiped away, revealing a mature and gorgeous face.
"Candy," Amanda asked, her voice little more than a whisper.
"Check it out," Candy giggled. "I think I have a better body than you sis." Amanda frowned, wanting to correct her former daughter but, pausing. She certainly didn't look like Candy's mother anymore, she looked like an older sister. A sister who felt a slight pang of jealousy as she gazed at her well endowed younger sibling. "Okay Candy I think that's enough," Amanda stated, trying to sound authoritative.
"Oh cmon Amanda don't be such a buzzkiil," Candy groaned. Amanda frowned, once more turning to her reflection before gazing at the counter. The months were still falling away from her as Candy gained them. Right now the pair were about five years apart in age. If she didn't stop this soon enough she would find herself Candy's little sister or worse