"What the hell are you doing to me? G-get off me!" The man screamed. Hair shed off his legs, but they thickened anyway, especially around the thighs and calves. His hips expand and waist contracts, giving waspish proportions. The more he screamed, the more feminine his face became even while it aged. His wifebeater turned into a silky leopard print top and sweatpants morphed into hip hugging shiny black lycra, the rubbery texture accentuating his new form. The bulge poking underneath rapidly shrunk as breasts grew out of his chest, becoming massive to balance out the enormity of his hips. Gaudy pink fingerpolish coated her extended nails, and her hair became an old housewife beehive smelling of perfume and hair spray. His socks turned into black heels and soon was swamped with cheap jewelry. The final changes were applied as his face became genetically Nicoles, abit much much older as if he was pushing his late 40's or even 50s. Despite her aged looks she was rather fine looking, quite fierce and sexy even. Or she thought so anyway.
A thought much contrasted by her old mind.
"Sexy? Wait what- oh fuck. I look like some kind of old cougar. Geez, someone this old should NOT be wearing all this skintight leatherprint. That's just not right-"
A strange shift seemed to go off in her head, met with some resistance.
"But if it weren't right, than why do I look so GOOD in it. Wait, ugh no!"
She squeezed at her heavily made up face and panicked. Soon she'd be some old MILF and she'd LOVE it! Not that there's anything wrong with that, but there was very much wrong with it! But what was so wrong with looking sexy and beautiful? Even at her age, Nicole (who she now identified as) should be as stunning and tarty as it gets- NO!
The internal struggle continued, but dwindled down much quicker when the young Nicole hugged the new older woman.
"M-mommy? Can we get some icecream?" She beamed with a pouty face.
Despite ready to cry moments ago, the new Nicoles mind completely clicked. She popped her head, making two pearl earrings appear. A hip pair of vintage oval glasses appeared on her eyes and she was complete. Putting a hand on her hip all sassy like, the new MILF Nicole nodded and hugged her new daughter with her other arm.
"Come on deary, let's go get you some cold treat at the sockhop!" Inside her newly minted mind, a desire not only to care for this child arose but a secondary one to create more older MILF Nicoles propagated in her thoughts aswell. Soon she'd have enough hot older friends to go clubbing and care for all her beautiful daughters!
