You hit enter on the Chronivac and wait for some kind of flash or something but nothing happened.
“See Jeffery I told you it wouldn’t work.” A mature older woman voice said behind you.
You turn around and your jaw instantly drops at the sight before you. There sitting on your bed was Jenny’s mom, wearing her daughter’s old clothes. Her body was toned and in good shape for someone her age, but there were still a few signs that showed how old she was, especially with so much skin showing. The tiny belly shirt struggling to contain her E cup breasts. Slightly chubby soft mom tummy spilling over her skin tight jeans. She wasn’t fat but there was a bit of skin to play with on her belly. Her legs were a different story, very muscular with childbearing hips that could crush watermelons. Her feet barely held in 3 inch sandals.
“… Jenny?”
She raises an eyebrow then snorts and starts laughing. Her mature laughter making your pants a bit tighter.
“Oh Jeffery, I know you’re disappointed your toy didn’t work, but that’s no excuse to call me by my mother’s name.” She said wiping a tear from her eye. That’s right, Jenny’s mom’s name is Cassandra “Though I don’t blame you for wanting to be with her instead, she has a killer bod for her age.” Cassandra crossed her legs then sighed.
“Unlike me,” she said looked down at her breast before hefting them up in both arms. “Seriously these fun bags have given me nothing but back problems for as long as I can remember.” She let them go and they jiggled up and down. Next her hands trailed down to her barley handing on pants ran a finger along the waste line.
“And everything I wear always digs into my waist like you wouldn’t believe.”
Her fingers went underneath her shirt clearly adjusting her boobs.
“Frankly I don’t know why I still even bother with these tight clothes. Trying to dress my age I guess.”
She let out another sigh and looked to you before licking her lips.
“Speaking of tight clothes, mind helping me take them off? We still have some time before mommy comes to pick me up?”