Age before beauty

She can feel the power in her hands. The necklace her daughter gave her is magic. It has to be.

Without thinking, she undid the clasp and put it on. Adjusting the pendent, a **** starts to wash over her. It starts in her toes, working itself up slowly through her legs and into her hips. It starts to heat up, getting hotter and hotter as it rises.

It's now up to her armpits. As it creeps into her face the heat at her waist is nearly unbearable. It's starting to hurt. A lot.

Just as she is about to call out she makes eye contact with Harley. Her daughter is staring at her, watching the transformation happen. Jenn is shaking and starting to make noises as she writhes on the floor.

"Mom, are you okay?" Harley asks with some panic in her voice. What if she hurt her? "Mom, what do I do?"

And then, it's over. Without any more comment Jenn stands up, adjusts herself, and starts walking away.

"Mom, are you okay? Hello, mom? Are you..." she can't continue as her mother turns. It looks like her but somehow different. Harley stays stuck as her mother walks over.

"Honey, aren't you going to put yours on too? We can be besties forever. Won't that be fun?"

Looking down, the necklace calls to be worn. But Harley isn't sure. Something seems very different about her mother but in a really good way.