Where is your step-mom?

In her room down the hall, Beverly hears her bratty step-daughter scream. Getting up from the desk, she walks to the door intending to find out what the fuss is about this time. I just got her that damn expensive gift. What does she have to be bitching about now? As Beverly passes her mirror, she stops dead... looking back at her is her step-daughter! Raising her hand to motion, she sees her step-daughter's hand rise. What the hell... It takes a moment to sink in, but Beverly quickly understands what the yelling is about. Out of shock mostly, but also curiosity, she runs her hands down her/her step-daughter's body... The feel of these smaller, firmer breasts is interesting. Hmm, the nipples are certainly much more sensitive. Beverly's legs almost weaken as her hands brush against the nipples again.

Feeling the youthfulness in her again, she decides to see the rest of this body. Sliding her slacks down over her now firm ass, Beverly sees that her step-daughter must shave, for she is suddenly looking at a very bald pussy. With very small lips, she mentally adds. Taking her hand, she runs fingers through her lips and this time she does have to sit down on the bed-- the electric sensation jolting up through her body at the touching of this area is something Beverly has not felt in many, many years!

Oh my god, she thinks. What the hell has happened?? What do we do now?