Mother/Daughter swap sequel

	A tall woman with long white hair, robes, and a crooked hat sat at a wooden table, peering into a crystal ball. “You've gone too far, it seems, Runa,” the woman said to herself, sighing. The image within the crystal was of a very tall, voluptuous blonde woman, who looked to be about 30 years old at most. The woman was exceedingly beautiful and got stares from all who passed her way. But this woman was a bit too interested in the lives of passersby, it seemed. For what the witch had just seen at the crystal was an outlandish use of magic: the blonde woman had gone to a mother who was breastfeeding a child, and had turned the mother back into a baby as she aged the baby into an adult, all in the span of a few minutes. In this way she had switched the roles of the daughter and the child, and had even made the former daughter's father into her current husband. The witch knew that the enchanted golden ring that Runa used would change society's perception to fit the reversed situation, but magic like that only had so much power, before the inconsistencies would begin to stack up and people would notice something. Runa had, shortly after gaining the ring from the witch, turned herself into an adult and turned her own mother, Miyuki, into a child, and had then reduced her completely into mere genes, which Runa absorbed into herself to take over the entirety of the experiences and memories from Miyuki's 30-year life. The witch had been concerned when Runa went that far, but seeing her mess with strangers in the park's lives like she had put the nail in the coffin. “Now I've had my fun, so I'll set things straight.” The witch picked up a staff of gnarled wood, and as Runa entered her apartment, the witch tapped it twice on the ground, instantly teleporting herself there.

	“Hey, who are – Oh, you're the witch who gave me the ring! Did you see what I've done with it?” Runa recognized the witch as she appeared.
	“You've done a lot with that ring, more than most people are willing to. Aah, it's gonna be tricky to set things straight.” The witch muttered as she made two short swings of the staff.
	“Set things straight? Wait, sorry, but I won't let you—huh?” Runa began to dig into her skirt pockets, confused.
	“Looking for this?” The witch produced a gold ring in her left hand. In her right was the staff.
	Runa, thinking quickly, lunged forward for the ring, but before she could reach it, the witch held up her staff, and Runa stopped moving, seemingly against her will.
	“It'll be easier for me to do this if I can see what I'm working with.” The witch started waving the staff around, making precise movements, and Runa, with a strained expression, hopelessly tried to fight against the involuntary movements of her body, as the witch made Runa completely undress, and then stand motionless in front of the witch. Runa could just barely get out a “let...me...go...”

	The witch methodically slipped the ring on her finger. Using the magic of it, along with the staff, she began to change Runa's body.

	“Oho, this will be more fun if you get to see what I'm doing.” The witch pulled a standing mirror from a corner of the room so it reflected Runa back at her. Runa was forced to watch as waves of red ran from the roots to the tips of her hair, removing the former blonde. Her entire body began to become smaller. She became shorter, with narrower hips, and her gigantic chest shrank down, down, down, going from an M cup to only an A. Any passing stranger would've thought she was a young teenager, but Runa realized with horror what the witch was doing when she saw that in the image she looked exactly like her mother, Miyuki.

	“For this next part, I'll let you lie down,” said the witch, and made Runa, in Miyuki's body, walk to the bed and lie down, knees up and legs spread wide. “You wanted to be a woman, so now you can share in the highest joy of it,” said the witch with a chuckle, and Runa watched as her stomach rapidly inflated, while a child within developed at impossible speed. Runa wanted to cry out but couldn't even let out a peep. Suddenly, opposite how it had been when Runa brought Miyuki into her womb, Runa was instantly no longer pregnant, and a bouncing blonde baby girl was on the bed in front of her. Runa was forced to get off the bed and stand and watch with horror as the baby, who was not moving, grew into a toddler, then a child, then into what looked like a tall, big-breasted older teenager, but who Runa recognized as how she had looked only days before, when she was an 11-year-old girl. “Oh, I should teach her some humility so this doesn't happen again,” said the witch, and as she tapped on the big chest of the comatose girl, the breasts shrank away to a modest B cup, just enough to clearly tell it was there. “Consider this my gift to you,” said the witch now, turning again to Runa-in-Miyuki's-body and tapping on her flat chest, and her breasts swelled to a respectable, but not unusually large D cup. Runa was happy to at least get a bit of her big chest back, but she wouldn't think this for long.

	The witch, saying “Almost done,” took some pajamas out of the dresser and dressed the girl with Runa's body, and tucked her into the bed, then tapped her on the head with the staff. Then she tapped Runa-in-Miyuki's-body on the head with her staff, simultaneously releasing the control she had over her body.
	“What have you done with my body? Why do I look like Miyuki? I'm Runa! Change me back!” said the red-haired woman.
	“What are you talking about? You're not Runa, you're Miyuki. Runa is asleep in her bed, right there. Runa is your daughter. Don't you remember? You're a single mother, and you work in an office. Your daughter Runa just turned 11, but she's tall for her age.”
	“I'm...Miyuki?” She was confused, and nothing seemed to make sense.
	“Yep, you're Miyuki. See yourself in the mirror there?”
	“Yeah...I'm Miyuki. Of course I'm Miyuki. I remember being Miyuki. And that's my daughter, Runa, right there. Wait, who are you?”
	“Me?” Asked the witch. “I'm nobody. I'm not real. Witches aren't real, you're an adult, you know that.”
	“Oh, ok, that makes sense.”
	“Then it looks like my not-real work is done.” And with two taps of her staff on the floor, the witch was gone as quick as she had appeared.

	“Wake up, Runa.” Miyuki was gently shaking Runa in bed. With a groan, Runa slowly sat up in bed. “Breakfast is almost ready.”
	A few minutes later, Runa came into the kitchen, dressed and ready for school.
	“I had the worst dream last night, Runa. I dreamt that you turned yourself into my mom, and turned me into just a little kid! You even tried to take over my life, and make me disappear! It was an awful nightmare, so I pinched myself to wake up from it! Why did you do that?” Miyuki had said this with false frustration, in good humor, but as she looked up from her food, Runa had a serious face, with tears welling up in her eyes.
	“I'd never do that, Mama! I hope you never disappear! Don't say things like that!”
	“Oh, Runa, I know you'd never do that. It's okay, it was just a dream.” And with that Miyuki stepped to the other side of the table and gave Runa a big hug.
	“Have a great day at school, Runa!”