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You take a good look at your mom, and take in the new memories of her not having a career and homeschooling you for your whole life. You decide you can make this an ever cooler situation in a simple way: make your mom young.
“No way, I’m saving my appetite for dinner,” you say. “I can’t wait for us to go out tonight! Hopefully people will think we are sisters like usual, with you being only 28 and all!”
Your mother, at once, loses all signs of age and is now in a hot pink dress! She’s an absolutely stunning redhead with smooth skin, a killer bod, long crimson hair...and could easily pass as your sister. Your memories shuffle around as you now recall mom being very young and fun-loving. Emilia seems to have relished having a mom so young and seemed to be a total party animal because of it (due to the huge reality ripple effect altering her personality.
“Um, duh! I’m doing the same!” Your mom hollers. “Just don’t forget your fake like last time!”
You have the memory pop into your head of forgetting your fake the last time you went to the club, and your mom seduced the bouncer to let you in.
“No worries...you won’t have to charm the bouncer,” you say, laughing.
“Good...and remember not to tell your father.”
“No way, I’m saving my appetite for dinner,” you say. “I can’t wait for us to go out tonight! Hopefully people will think we are sisters like usual, with you being only 28 and all!”
Your mother, at once, loses all signs of age and is now in a hot pink dress! She’s an absolutely stunning redhead with smooth skin, a killer bod, long crimson hair...and could easily pass as your sister. Your memories shuffle around as you now recall mom being very young and fun-loving. Emilia seems to have relished having a mom so young and seemed to be a total party animal because of it (due to the huge reality ripple effect altering her personality.
“Um, duh! I’m doing the same!” Your mom hollers. “Just don’t forget your fake like last time!”
You have the memory pop into your head of forgetting your fake the last time you went to the club, and your mom seduced the bouncer to let you in.
“No worries...you won’t have to charm the bouncer,” you say, laughing.
“Good...and remember not to tell your father.”
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