Mom giggled as the wave of change went over her body and clothes, it tickled a little. Her slacks and white blouse seemed to flow over her body, her sneakers and socks vanished into thin air, her underwear and bra seeming the merge with her changing jeans and top, then thinning and become partly transparent. Metal objects appeared on her wrists and ankles, shining even in the artificial light.
A moment later it was over, and Jeff's mother was clad in a harem-slave outfit, a lacy outfit that barely covered her nipples and crotch, leaving her midriff bare, her long legs exposed, her feet bare, her auburn hair flowing down her back. Gleaming steel manacles decorated her wrists and ankles, and a gleaming metal collar was around her neck.
Jeff tensed, waiting for her reaction as she saw her new outfit...