Katie didn't know why her mom was panicking so much. She had been so nice and relaxed before she'd made the wish and Mom had become aware. She'd enjoyed her youth till then. Plus, this was payback. Her mom was always so stuffy and bossy, with the ring she could be the one in charge. Katie mentally grinned at the thought and made her next wish. "I wish that Mo-kelly's age and mine was switched, I wish our clothes would change to suit our age and that I was the only one aware of the changes other than herself."
The ring warmed and there was a sudden pulse. At that same moment, Kelly felt a powerful tingle. "Oh no! She cried," Its happening again! She took katie's hand and pulled her to the bathroom. "You have to see you just have to."
Katie mock rolled her eyes. "Ok Kelly, whatever you say." Already Katie could feel her body beginning to grow, straining her already strained little girl's nightgown. She was focused on her mother though. The 21 year old suddenly went through a dramatic spurt in shrinking, and years fell away like wax off a candle. The beauty of maturity gave way to the gawky beauty of adolescence. Katie watched, spellbound as her mothers clothes continued to grow around her mother even as she dwindled. Spots marked her face as puberty took its toll, poor kelly dropped from 19 to 18 to 17 in moments, entering that terrible time in her youth when she'd had acne. She let out an audible gasp, and as she did, Katie saw her mother's teeth had braces. No wonder her mom had been so stuffy and miserable, she'd had a terrible time as a teenager. Her breasts deflated bit by bit...and from the way the woman...no girl touched them, katie could tell she didnt like what she saw.
Katie meanwhile, was going through the same thing. She didn't have braces at least, but pimples now marked her once childish face and cheeks. She squirmed at the feeling as her body continued to warm and tingle, the small beginnings of breasts balooning out bit by bit. Her hips continued to expand as her waist narrowed and for a moment, the two girls were the exact age of sweet sixteen. The moment passed, and Katie grew to her junior and high school years. Her mind was still very much a little girls, full of curiosity and wonder at the changes in her body, not fully understanding them. Just as Kelly's was an adult...fully aware as the pimples vanished but braces remained. She was now fifteen...approaching fourteen. She was so entranced with her face that she didnt notice her clothes shifting to a simple pink pair of pajamas with hearts on them like what a young teen would wear. Katie's own pajamas shifted to a pair of tight jeans, a blouse that showed her midriff and her feet snuggled into beautiful heeled shoes. Katie noted the strangeness of the balance, but its what a college aged girl would wear.
She grinned to herself and stared at the fourteen year old before her. It was her mother, just as she'd probably been at this age, just almost as katie had been. Coltish, caught between child and adult. "Oh my god," Kelly whispered, her voice higher. "I...Im a kid....no...kat" She stopped and let out a shrill sound.
Katie towered over her, a beautiful full grown college woman. Katie tilted her head, "Whats wrong twerp? Staring at your braces again?"
Kelly shook her head and stumbled back onto the floor. "No...I ...Katie! This can't be real! Your not ...your not?"
"Im not what? Are you okay kelly? Do you need me to call mom?"
"Mom! No I am your mother. I can prove it!" She got to her feet moving to the door. Katie realized there were pictures in the hall. "I wish all the pictures reflected our current age."
Kelly fumbled into the hallway and stopped dead still. The pictures were wrong. All wrong. They showed her...as she'd been as a kid, younger than this age, and it showed Katie as well. "This...this cant be real. Im not a kid, I'm not!" Kelly slumped.
Katie came out and crouched down. "Sis....sis, are you ok?" She could see the little girl was crying. Suddenly, Katie started to understand in the way a child did. She realized her mother was scared that the joke might have gone too far. Looking at her, thinking of her body, of her mother she....