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🕑 Added 2025-06-02 16:00:17 +0000 UTC"Hank, er- Mom!" Rose yelped when she felt a pair of mature hands grab your bikini top and readjust it to expose maximum cleavage. "I'm sorry, baby," Hana chuckled as she stepped back from her daughter, proud of her work, "How are you supposed to get a boyfriend if you don't show a little skin?" "MOM!" Rose blushed, covering herself with her beach towel. "Or a girlfriend, I won't judge," She teased as she turned to leave the changing rooms. Rose could only follow the woman who had memories of being her mother because only she knew the truth of not only her mother's fate but also her own.
Only a few months earlier, Russell had found a strange app on his phone that he didn't remember downloading, and stranger yet, there was nothing online about it. Assuming it was one of those apps that some updates bring like Facebook or Candy Crush, he assumed it to not be harmful. When he opened it, he found his face staring back at him through his front-facing camera. Along the side of the screen were a dozen small icons that when tapped, would expand to show more options.
"God," Hank grunted as he dragged a hamper upstairs, "My back is killing me." Russell smiled as flipped the camera around and pointed it at his friend. Thinking it would be funny, he set the age slider to 60, double Hank's actual age, and hit the button. He watched as Hank began to change, growing older by the second, except something was wrong. Looking at the photo with his shrinking hands, Russell realized he had accidentally gotten himself in the photo too through a mirror. The app flashed multiple warning signs about too many subjects as his friend grew ten years older, rounding him out at 45. "What the fuck!" Hank shouted, staring at his aging arms and face in the mirror. He turned to Russell only to find his friend regressing in age until he was no more than 20.
"What the hell did you do!" Hank shouted as he snatched the phone from Russell's hands. "I- I- I don't know! I thought it'd be funny to make you old!" He stammered, wrestling for control of the phone. Both felt more energy wash over them as one had accidentally hit a button. Before they could even look at what it was, they both fell backward, unable to stop the transformation. Both watched the other as their hair grew out to shoulder length, turning a deep blue, their eyes physically growing wide as their faces feminized. "What did you doooo," Russell moaned as his voice grew high. Their chests grew tender as soft, doughy flesh packed behind their skin. Hank's chest expanded at an alarming speed, leaving breasts the size of his head while Russell's new bosoms only grew slightly. Both moaned in ecstasy as they grabbed them, not realizing just how sensitive they would be.
Their changes weren't finished yet however as their waists crunched inwards, forcing their midsections to become slim as any fat was pushed into either their boobs are their growing bottom halves. A chorus of popping filled the room as their hips swelled, Hank's once again topping Russel's measly proportions in comparison. Fat poured into their legs and ass, inflating them and pulling their clothes taut against the fleshy mass. Their moans of pleasure were interrupted by squeals as their sexes reversed, leaving them as a pair of women of differing ages. "Holy shit!" Hank exclaimed as she looked into the mirror, "I look like a fucking MILF!" "So what?" Russell said, patting his new body, "I'm hardly even twenty now!" As they both looked into the mirror, they realized just how similar they looked. It wasn't like they were twins as they had small differences, but they could've passed for sisters had Hank not been a few decades older.
"You idiot!" Hank screamed, snatching the phone from where it fell on the ground, "You always mess shit up, now sit down and let me fix this." Hank jammed her longer, manicured finger at buttons, trying to find the reverse function when a bright pink light flashed across her face. "Hank?" Russell asked, staring at her still friend, seeing her dilated pupils. "Who's Hank, dear?" Hank said as she turned to Russell, "Did you finally find a nice man, Rose?" Russell, or rather Rose, fell back in terror at his friend's sudden change in attitude. "Hank!" She yelled, "Hank! Speak to me!" "It's okay, it's okay," Hank said as she pressed Rose into her bosom, comforting her, maternal instincts kicking in, "I think your allergy medicine is messing with your head." She pulled Rose around and looked into her deep green eyes that she inherited from her mother. "It's me, Sweetie," she consoled to her clearly delusional daughter, "It's Hana, your mother."
Rose broke away from the embrace, grabbing the phone to try and save her friend. She went for the app and watched in horror as it vanished directly in front of her, an "Uninstall Successful" notification the only proof that anything had happened. Rose looked back up at her new mother who could only look on in concern and love. She collapsed into the woman's arms, sobbing as Hana held her, not knowing why her child was so distraught, but refusing to let her be alone at a time when she clearly needed her.
