...that the nasty stuff you say about my mom goes double for you!
Abruptly her nice, if aging, tits began to deflate and her belly started to swell. She got a vacant look and began chewing gum like a cow chewing cud. Her hair thinned and began to look like a bad dye-job. Her arms and legs began withering and developing age spots, scabs, and rashes. I caught a lungful of her noxious cheap perfume and by the time I was done gaging she was finished transforming;
She looked about fifty with an IQ to match. She had a massive beer belly with spindly drug-addict limbs. Her tits has lost all semblence of youth, and hung down flacid to lay drooped on her belly. She only had a few teeth left, her hair was mostly gone and poorly dyed, and under the cloud of cheap perfume she was emiting even more noxious odurs. It looked as if she had every STD I'd ever heard about, and a number of other diseases as well.
I stepped back, the gagging turning into full nausea as I turned away and vomited into the gutter. I was heaving to badly to make a wish--my god, the things she must have been saying!
"Joey?" She wheezed, her voice phelmy and crackling "Wha- wha' happen t' me?" It sounded like she was shuffling towards me.
I scrambled up and away before she could get any closer to me. Holding my breath I got ready to spit out another wish.