There was a flash and Jon momentarily closed his eyes. When he opened them again he saw his mother's face in the mirror. "Ohmigod, I can't believe it worked" Jon raised his hand a touched his new lips. It was a strange feeling to have his hands that were actually his mother's hands touch his lips, that were actually his mothers lips.
Jon looked at his slim hands and fingers. The long nails painted red. He opened an closed his hands a few time. He was surprised to find that, to make a fist, he had to hold his hands differently, so as not to jab himself with the nails.
Then his attention went to the hair. Jon brushed his hands through his mother's long blonde lusterous hair. It was such a spectatular feeling. So loose and free. Jon had never had hair this long before, yet alone hair that looked this good. He posed in the mirror and puckered up his lips. He looked like a super model. "God, I'm sexy." he said to himself.
This drew his gaise to the rest of his mother's body. He softly slid his hands down the hourglass curves and sent shivers down his spine. He gently dragged his nails up again until they reached the breasts. Then he softly cupped them and leaned over to get a good view in the mirror. There was some pretty good cleavage. Child bearing hadn't COMPLETELY ruined this body. It still had some sexual lure to it. Jon licked his new lips thinking about how great sex could get...
