You bet.

Say "I'm a miserable old cow, then take your clothes off, get on your hands and knees and suck my cock. Then I'll make you younger".

"You dirty, dirty boy!" she squealed. "No, I wont".

"Fine, you want to go back to 85?" I held up my hand.

"No. oh no. Fine you want it? I'm a miserable old cow. I'm a miserable old cow" she chanted over and over again as she pulled a knitted cardigan and long woollen skirt off then other clothes I couldnt even name. Everything was beige.

Soon she was naked, and not quite as unpleasant a sight as she would have been ten minutes earlier. Her tits still long and droopy but full and heavy. She crawled round into position so that her bony old ass was pointed away from me. She raised her face to my only semi hard member and i fed it into her mouth.

I clicked my fingers again.

The years fell off her. The wrinkles disappeared. Her skin tautened. Her hair became long, lustrous and black, and with every year that fell away I added 100 cc of milk to each of her tits. I sculpted a large bulbous spherical ass on her too, to go with her outrageously huge tits. Satisfied she had got to 25, I pulled my cock, now firm and straight from her mouth, which now possessed two rows of gleaming white teeth where before there was nothing. I looked at her face, perfect young Italian beauty. Nice!

She grabbed my hands and pulled herself to her feet, almost overbalancing with the weight of her breasts.

She gasped for breath, then darted across the room this time and saw her face in the mirror.

"Its true! You've done it." She looked like she was ready to do cartwheels. She looked down at her unnaturally massive swollen breasts, "but these. I never had... these before. and ow, they hurt".

"I know. Great, aren't they?"

"No, I... Can you make them ... smaller?"