The necklace (Paid Post #3)

Granny was never the most personable person. She always stuck to herself. It made family gatherings difficult. And this Holiday season was no different. Granny was a grumpy gus ever since her family picked her up from the nursing home. She liked being alone.

The family all sat around opening gifts, and Granny just frowned. None of this was for her, it was ll just stupid doodads and kerjiggers, she had no idea what her family had for her. It was a necklace. “Oh hum” granny murmured.

“Go on,” Her son said. “Try it on.” Granny harumphed. She rolled her eyes and held out the necklace to her kids. They slipped it around her neck and clasped it in place. “It's apparently from some monarch, said to give her a Long life to rule her land as long as possible.”

Granny sighed again and seemed to just collapse. The family leaned in, did she just- Her son reached out to check her pulse and right before he touched her- “GASP!” Granny jerked awake.

The family let out a collective breath. And then they sucked in their breath right back in. Granny's skin, looked smoother, tighter, younger? They watched as Granny's gray hair started to gain back it's color. Her sagging skin and breasts shrank back into place. Her tight purple nightie getting looser and looser on her.

The family watched on as her body shrank and firmed into a tight 20 year old form. She flexed her fingers and looked over her family. “Ah Loyal subjects, I trust you've all gathered to adore me and my power, Good, good. Why aren't you kneeling?” The family looked around and just laughed. “I said KNEEL!”

No one moved, but Granny growled, cause she was no longer Granny, she was now Queen Malada of her land. Only this was not her land, and just as before, these people were not going to be listening to her again.