Slowly turning her head side to side, Mildred was astonished by what she saw. Just the loss of a few years had improved her appearance already. If that was the case, what would a few decades look like?
The only problem was just how young? Mildred immediately eliminated 40. Although it would be significantly younger, she would still be middle age. Crows feet and greys would still be visible, as well as the aches and pains that seemed to accompany every adult at that age. No, she would have to be a bit younger.
Childhood and her teenage years were also quickly eliminated. Although Mildred had enjoyed her youth, remembering just how much energy she had, it seemed a bit extreme. If she were to become that young would she grow smaller? Would she relive puberty in reverse? Mildred shuddered at the idea of watching her womanly assets vanish. There was also the issue of having her daughter present. Becoming a child or teenager would leave her looking like Ashley's daughter. If that was the case, would Ashley begin treating as such? The idea of her own daughter treating her like a child was not a phenomenal option. This left Mildred with her 20s or 30s.
Mildred ruled out her 20s rather quickly. Sure she was in her physical prime but she would be a bit too young. More often than not, it seemed 20 somethings were treated like college students and the last thing Mildred wanted was to be carded for drinks. "Why not 30 then," she mused. "Being 30 always seemed like the official introduction to adulthood." She now chuxkled softly, remembering not only her 30th birthday but Ashley's as well. Turning 30 always made you feel so old yet in retrospect you were still young. Why not enjoy 30 with the wisdom she had accumulated through the ages. Gazing back in the mirror, Mildred began to focus as the changes began.
Much like before, she was astonished as the changes began. Slowly but surely the grey vanished, her dull blonde hair returning as she retreated through her 50s. As that occurred she noticed the wrinkles begin to smooth, her skin smoothing slightly. By 50 almost all of Mildreds grey had vanished, her skin still a bit dull but looking much better with the loss of over a decade of age.
Mildred 40s only improved her appearance. Gradually the aches and pains of muddle age began to fade. Mildred hair lost all of its grey, a dull blonde color growing out and resting around her shoulders. Mildred wrinkles smoothed, her skin looking a bit healthier with each lost year. Even better for Mildred was the changes her body was undergoing. The stubborn cellulite vanishing, her curves slowly returning as her impressive breasts firmed under her dress. By 40 Mildred was an attractive woman with blonde hair and an attractive body. Modeling in the mirror, she now had thoughts of middle age cougars. Older women who younger men found to be quite appealing. "Its good," Mildred said softly, a smile firming on her face. "But it could be better."
Descending into her 30s, Mildred gazed wide eyed at her youthening form. With each lost year Mildred appearance improved by leaps and bounds. A thinner waist, brighter healthier hair, firmer breasts. She was gorgeous now, her face flawless and smooth, her skin vibrant. Flashing a million dollar smile, she ran her smooth hands through her thick blonde hair admiring the young woman gazing back at her with fierce, crystal blue eyes.
As the regression completed, Mildred or Millie as she had gone by in her youth, was a gorgeous 30 year old woman. Thick golden blonde hair cascaded past her shoulders, her eyes vibrant and full of energy. Millions couldn't believe how attractive she had been at this point in her life. A perfectly firm body with ample curves, firm breasts, and smooth skin. Hiking up her dress slightly, Millie smiled as she beheld her flawless legs. She was definitely going to need to go shopping for a better outfit.
Smiling, Millie winked, a girlish giggle escaping her lips as she sauntered out of the bathroom. She couldn't wait to see what Ashley thought of her old mom now.