They head into town to spend the day. You can’t help but freak out over everything.
“Guys,” one of your sister’s friend says. “Sarah is driving me nuts. We gotta get her away from us.”
The stop and think for a moment.
“I know!” Says Bonnie. “Sarah, why don’t you, being the MILF you are, go shopping by yourself? We’ll keep in touch.”
You instantly age into your 40s, and your boobs get huge. Your hair shortens into a little bob and you are wearing sunglasses and mom clothes. You forget your past life and now remember just being a mother (but you don’t remember your kids). You stroll off on your own, ready to shop.