Kathleen Johnson waited patiently with the rest of the crowd. They milled about after the ceremony was over until the doors opened and all the proud graduates began filing out of the auditorium.

Kathleen beamed with pride as she saw her daughter Emma emerge from the crowd, she was smiling brightly, her black gown flowing out behind her, her cap still pined into her long blonde hair.

“Oh Mom!” Emma said rushing towards her.

They embraced long and hard “I’m so proud of you honey! My college graduate!”

“You’re going to make me cry Mom” Emma said.

“You don’t understand honey…you will when you have kids; that when they achieve something more than what you did; well the pride in them” Kathleen was beginning to cry.

They hugged even tighter. Emma was already six inches taller than her Mom in her bare feet but today she was wearing heels which took her up a full 9 inches taller.

“But even with this piece of paper…you know I’m still not moving out yet” Emma teased.

“Honey…you take all the time you need. Get yourself set; it’s just the two of us there…just like always. Why would you think I’d want you to move out yet?” Kathleen said.

They went out to dinner before returning home. Kathleen collapsed into her favorite chair while Emma went to her room and changed clothes. She ditched the conservative heels and navy blue dress for a pair a boots, skintight jeans and a bright pink top with a plunging neckline “Bye Mom; don’t wait up!” she called as she went out to party with her friends.

“Oh, I won’t” Kathleen replied.

Kathleen had poured herself a glass of wine and planned on relaxing on this particular Saturday night. She was 46 and had worked her way up to office manager after over 20 years at the same marketing company.

Unfortunately, her marriage had ended in a divorce when Emma was 10; 12 years ago and while she had dated some, Emma had always been her first priority.

After 2 glasses, she went up to bed. She paused in front of the mirror “Mom of a college graduate” she told herself as she looked at the reflection in the mirror. There were lines at the corners of her eyes and mouth and a few on her forehead as well but her brown hair was still free of grays; once she plucked the few out on occasion.

She was short and busty compared to her tall and slender daughter who looked more like her father than her. Just 5’3” she had often envied her daughter’s stature and build “She’s smarter than me, prettier than I ever was…she’s so lucky and I’m so happy for her” she thought before getting undressed.

Kathleen accepted the few extra pounds and the work of gravity on her body as inevitable and the aches and pains of her age as well as she climbed into bed.

Kathleen was out, deep in sleep when Emma returned home at 3 A.M. hair disheveled, makeup a mess and her boots already unzipped along the sides.

Emma trudged up the stairs with discernable effort, having to hang onto the railing as she went before collapsing into bed.

Kathleen didn’t mind her daughter going out and celebrating that night; it was when 6 months later, as Emma was still working at Hot Topic part time and partying every night that after a particularly bad day, Kathleen and her daughter had a little talk.

“I’m out Mom…see you tomorrow” Emma said coming down the stairs. She only stopped because she didn’t hear her Mom say anything even though she could tell she was in the living room.

“Mom?” she called out. She thought she heard crying.

Coming into the room, Kathleen was crying “Mom! What’s wrong Mom?”

Kathleen was a mess. She had her head in her hands as was sobbing uncontrollably. Her shoes lay across the room where she had kicked them off, her skirt was lifted up over her knees as she cried and her blouse had come untucked.

Emma knelt down in front of her Mom, her heels popped out of the back of the black stiletto pumps she had on and even though the skintight black pants she had on made it tough to crouch down, she managed to get down to her Mom’s level and stroke her hair “Why are you crying?”

“I lost my job!” Kathleen wailed out “I got laid off…21 years and just like that…” she snapped her fingers “I get called in today and told I’m being ‘let go’ “

“Oh My God Mom…I’m so sorry!” Emma said “Don’t worry…we’ll figure something out…everything will be fine”

“Fine?! Fine?! Really Emma?! I don’t think you realize how close to the edge we are!” Kathleen said. “Paying for your college maxed me out…your father didn’t give jack shit to help…I still have like 10 years on the mortgage here, let alone all the other bills!”

“I’ll help out Mom, I can…”

“Oh you can do what?! You haven’t put your degree to work yet! I paid out the ass to get you through college and how do you repay me? You go out partying every single night, buying inappropriate clothes just to continue partying…have you even looked for a job?!”

Emma was genuinely hurt. She knew her Mom was extremely upset and deep down, she knew she was also right “I’m sorry” she said.

“Humph…thanks for that but sorry doesn’t put food on the table or keep the lights on” Kathleen ranted. “You know I wish you understood the first thing about responsibility”

Emma’s jaw dropped slightly “I’m responsible, she said defensively.

“Really how so? You don’t know the first thing about what I have to go through around here and I guess that’s my fault…I should have been teaching you better than just allowing you to walk all over me. You’re spoiled Emma…plain and simple” Kathleen told her.

“Why are you making this about me Mom?!” Emma shot back a bit angry “You’re the one who got fired today”

Kathleen snorted “Yeah…nothing is ever your fault, I forgot…only me”

“I’ll go get a better job…we’ll get through this” Emma said.

“If I had your degree, I’d already have a job!” Kathleen said “You go try getting a job at 46 with no college at all. Getting a job at 22 with your grades would be a piece of cake compared to what I’m going to have to go through to get hired someplace and I’ll bet it’ll be nowhere near the money I had been making”

“If you want my degree so bad, you can have it!” Emma spat out “You think it’s easy being me?”

“Easier than being me” Kathleen replied “I’d love to see you even try to be me…I made your life too easy and by doing so it made my life harder so yeah, I do think it’s easy to be you”

“You wish” Emma snorted out sarcastically.

“Yeah; I do wish!” Kathleen shot back.

Emma rocked back, her feet sliding back into her heels as she tumbled back onto her butt. She scrambled to her feet flipping her hair back out of her face gasping for air.

Kathleen shot back in her chair, her shoulders hit the back hard and her head jerked forward. Her bare feet kicked up and out before she readjusted with a shocked look on her face “What was that?” rocketed through her brain.

Kathleen stood up and she saw the look of shock on her daughter’s face “Mom?!” Emma said in an incredulous and breathless tone.

“I’m sorry Emma…I didn’t mean all that…I’m just very upset is all…I…” Kathleen began.

Emma nodded, her feelings were hurt but she also realized that her Mom had just had a very bad day and was letting her frustrations out.

“Maybe I should be the one going out drinking tonight with my friends?” Kathleen quipped trying to lighten the mood. She closed her eyes and could easily picture herself in a club. She took a deep breath; she could hear the music thudding in her head and chest, she could smell the alcohol, sweat and various perfumes around her. She could feel how tight her clothes were and how high her heels were “4 inch stilettos bitch!” popped into her head as the taste of vodka mixed with cranberry danced on her tongue. Kathleen felt her long blonde hair getting into her face and she flipped it away.

Kathleen opened her eyes.

She stared at her daughter who still stood across from her looking stunned and hurt. She had to compose herself but thought “Wow…that was one explicit vision”

Emma heard her Mom’s joke about going out drinking and the first thing that came to her mind was “Honestly; I swear that’s all that girl thinks about…partying!”

Emma closed her eyes tight against the thought and she shook her head back and forth “What was that all about?” she laughed at herself.

She opened her eyes and saw her Mom standing there in front of her with a faint smile on her lips before she opened her eyes and looked embarrassed.

Emma shifted her weight “If I’m not going out, then these things are coming off” she said taking off her 4 inch stiletto heels. Now barefoot, she still towered over her Mom but she took a deep breath and walked over to her.

Kathleen froze until she realized that Emma was coming over to hug her. She threw her arms around her and hugged her as hard as she could. She felt safe in Emma’s arms.

“We’ll figure this out…don’t worry honey” Emma whispered to her comforting Kathleen.

“Thanks” Kathleen said “Thanks for being there for me Mom”

“What?!” Emma said breaking off their embrace and stepping back.

Kathleen’s cheeks were bright red “I…uh…”

“What did you call me?!” Emma said. She laughed thinking it was a joke but yet in the back of her mind, like an itch she couldn’t scratch that was getting itchier by the second, something about it wasn’t a joke.

“Haha…I just mean, like, you’re the one who’s not crying and trying to console me, so, like, you’re acting like the Mom here but seriously” Kathleen fumbled out a lame excuse.

Kathleen nervously ran her hands through her hair trying to flip it out of her face. The only problem was that with her bob cut, she didn’t have any hair to get into her face but her nervous habit told her to flip it out of her way and for one brief flash, she thought “Get this blonde hair out of my way!”

Emma watched as her Mom flipped her head and nervously played with her hair but as she did, a twinge settled into the bottom of her left foot “Damn plantar fasciitis…wai, what?!”

Emma looked down at her bare feet, truly contemplating them. They looked a little bit puffy on top but she lifted up her long toes with their bright pink nails and wiggled them.

Kathleen bit her lower lip nervously and ran her right hand up and down her left arm “Why am I so nervous all of a sudden?” she thought. Her body seemed to have shifted into a higher gear, after having felt so depressed, like not even wanting to move except to cry, she suddenly felt super energized.

She moved back and forth, shifting her weight from foot to foot. She would curl her toes under and flex out her ankles on one side than do the other. She rocked back on her left heel and swayed her foot back and forth in rhythm to a song playing in her head. “Damn…my foot doesn’t hurt at all” she thought looking down.

Kathleen put her feet down flat on the floor and brought her ankles and heels up together and lined up her toes. They were unpainted and plain; her short stubby toes with her barely there nails on her pinky toes but for some reason, they looked different. “Um…” Kathleen said before biting her lower lip again.

Kathleen’s toes were changing. They were getting longer “Emma?!” Kathleen said in an urgent tone.

“What?” Emma replied.

Kathleen was pointing down at her feet with both hands “What’s going on with my feet?”

“What are you talking about? How should I know…oh…OH!” Pink nail polish was appearing on her Mom’s toe nails. The nails were sliding out and growing larger atop toes that were also growing larger. “Mom?! Your feet!”

“I know!” Kathleen said “Something’s happening to them!”

They both watched fascinated as her feet seemed to get slightly paler in color, they looked thinner and they grew longer. Kathleen lifted up onto her tip toes as her heels popped and the rough skin there smoothed out greatly.

Emma lost her ability to speak as the changes to her Mom’s feet progressed. She knew those feet; her Mom’s feet had just turned into hers.

“Oh my God, Oh my God…” she thought feeling a slight tingling in her own feet. She shifted her gaze from her Mom’s feet to her own. “Ah!” she gasped in a breathy tone.

Emma’s feet were shrinking. Everything about them was getting smaller, her toes, her nails, and the whole size of them. Her pink nail polish faded away leaving behind plain and very small toe nails, her pinky toe nails were barely there.

Her toes changed shape from long and thin to much shorter and thicker. The skin seemed to thicken on her heels but her soles felt like there was less padding there. They began to ache slightly, the floor felt harder beneath them.

“HOLY SHIT EMMA!” Kathleen screamed pointing at her daughter’s feet.

“I know…” Emma said trying to sound calm to her Mom’s hysterics.

“Your feet look like mine!” Kathleen’s eyes darted back and forth “Wait a second…we…” she looked up “We just swapped feet didn’t we?”

“It appears that, yes, we did” Emma replied.

“Holy shit! I’ve got your feet and you’ve got mine…what the fuck does that even mean?!” Kathleen said “Does that mean that…oh shit…oh holy shit!” Kathleen’s mouth opened.

“What?” Emma said.

“I think we’re switching bodies Emma” Kathleen said “Like in those movies and shit…shit’s like Freaky Friday on steroids!”

Emma noticed her Mother’s vocabulary and mannerisms were very different; she had never heard her Mom talk like this or act like this; it was almost like she was acting like…”Oh God” she said recognizing her Mom’s exuberant personality and foul mouth as her own. But she no longer considered acting like that “Oh no” was all she said in a hushed tone.

Kathleen was in a panic, she was astonished at how she was talking but she couldn’t stop it with all the adrenaline rushing through her body “Calm down” she said.

“I’m trying Mom” Emma said.

“I was talking to myself honey” she said looking up and smiling at her daughter who did seem to be taking this better than she was.

“Why is this happening Mom?” Emma asked. Their roles seemed to be switching back and forth much faster than their bodies.

Kathleen’s mouth opened but before she could say anything, she felt her legs begin to tingle “You’d better get those pants off honey”

Emma’s eyes went wide; she too felt the tingle and noticed that her calves felt tighter than usual in them “Oh shit” she could hear the material stretching; she yanked them down and struggled to get them off her lower legs but did manage to get them off before any damage was done.

“I…” Kathleen began. Her mind raced back to their conversation “It can’t be just because we both said we wished the other one could see how hard their life was could it?”

“Oh God…that was just stupid talk Mom” Emma said.

“I know that, but I also know that I have your feet and you have mine and my legs are growing!” Kathleen shot back.

“Holy Shit! I’m shrinking! I’m going to be short like you!” Emma said.

“Uh…” Kathleen’s lower legs were growing longer, they were rising up and thinning. Her chunky calves were now positively fit and trim.

“Can we stop it?!” Emma asked “Can we, like, reverse it before it goes too far!”

“Um…I wish we would stop changing bodies!” Kathleen blurted out.

“Yeah…I wish I was fully me again!” Emma added “I wish I never said what I said before!” her calves shrank down, her muscles solidified and her legs got heavier and thicker. “It’s not stopping Mom!”

“I see that” Kathleen said. Her knees shimmied as they changed shape looking more prominent on her legs. Her thighs began to trim up and elongate. The softness of her inner thighs tightened up, the backs of her legs showed no signs of sagging or dimpling any longer. She was gaining the legs of a 22 year old.

Emma’s legs did the complete opposite as they slowly changed into her Mom’s legs. Her thighs seemed to sag and bulge. Her skin loosened and more fat appeared making them rounder. Her inner thighs came together to touch at the top as they softened up.

Emma lost more height as her legs compacted down into Kathleen’s. She ran her hands around the backs of her legs feeling the softness and dimples in her flesh “I’ve got your legs Mom…make it stop…I don’t want to be old!”

“I don’t want you to be old but I don’t think we can stop it” Kathleen replied.

“Well can we switch back after it’s over?” Emma asked.

“I sure hope so!” Kathleen said as her wide hips began to narrow and her ass started trimming and lifting up “Oh My God” came from her mouth as her skirt lifted up.

Kathleen’s beige skirt had been sitting at her knees but now, her legs were several inches longer and it rode higher, showing some thigh but as her ass, hips and waist all changed, the skirt continued to shift and move on her shifting and moving body.

Kathleen’s panties got caught up in the tightening that was occurring to her ass. As her cheeks firmed up, her panties were sucked up into her ass crack. Her hips slipped inward and the front of her skirt drooped down as her waist pulled in smaller.

Emma’s hands ran over her thicker thighs, she pinched the loose skin on her inner thighs finally looking up with a shocked look on her face when her eyes met her Mom’s “Wait…you’re getting way too tall over there Mom”

“We can’t stop this Emma…I know what I said but whatever this is, isn’t letting us take it back. You’re about to find out how tough my life actually is” Kathleen said a bit of Emma creeping back into her personality. “You said you wish too”

“I know what I said but I…you’re not going to like over here…you’re going to find out how hard it is to be young in this day and age…no one is going to take you seriously” Emma said.

“We’re getting our wish” Kathleen said as her muscles clenched in the front of her body. She put her hand down and found a wet patch in her panties.

Emma’s eyes nearly popped out of her head as she watched her Mom slowly bring her hand out of her panties and rub her thumb around her first two fingers.

Emma’s ass began to grow, her hips slid outward and down and her waist began to push out as well. The only thing Emma had on below the waist were her thong panties and they began to tighten around her waist and pull down. As the skin became exposed, she saw hairs begin to poke out. They popped through her skin, dark brown and grew longer until they curled.

“You’re going to find out how real age discrimination is; you’re going to be in your late 40’s…think you can go get a job at that age?” Kathleen said.

“This really isn’t the time to be mocking each other Mom” Emma reminded her. “We both said what we said and this is the consequence”

Emma hand went down and her fingers gently pulled at a few of her new pubic hairs.

Kathleen pulled her panties out and took in the sight of her freshly shaved mound. Her vagina was tightening up, her skin glistening as it reshaped into Emma’s. A sudden shockwave rocketed through her body as her clitoris bulged, engorged and rubbed against her shifting skin.

Kathleen sucked in air through her teeth and blushed bright red.

Emma’s ass was still growing larger. It drooped down, excess flesh weighing her down. Her thong was extremely uncomfortable and tight, really digging in as she hooked her thumbs under the stretched waistband and tugged.

As she did, her panties rubbed in the front sending a shockwave through her body as well. Her vagina loosened and shifted shape. Her skin refolded and her clitoris engorged as well, moving clockwise against counterclockwise moving skin causing her to nearly explode “Hoooo…holy shit” Emma stuttered out as she bent at the waist.

She regained her composure as much as she could and stood back up straight pitting her shoulders back “No…no…no” she said.

Kathleen looked over and saw what was causing her to be upset at that particular second “Looks like it happened…I’m taller than you”

“You haven’t been taller than me since I was 11” Emma protested but standing across from each other, it was obvious that her eyes were slightly lower now.

“Well I am now…I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be as tall as you; guess I’m going to find out” Kathleen said.

“Shut up Mom” Emma said.

Kathleen nodded towards the expensive black heels, discarded across the way “Looks like they’d fit me now”

Emma fumed.

“4 inch heels would put me up to like 6 feet tall!” Kathleen said.

“You don’t have to be so damned happy about it…sounds like you’re rubbing it in over there” Emma said folding her arms over her chest.

Kathleen stopped but was surprised that she was smiling about it. Emma had teased her constantly for the last 11 years; half her life, about being taller and now that was no longer the case.

Kathleen felt her stomach rumbling. She lifted up her white blouse and watched as her soft stomach pulled in flat and tight. Muscle definition returned, her belly button even shrank down tighter and shallower.

Emma’s top was tight at her arms and shoulders but loose at her waist. She realized where this was all going though and she took it off while there was still time. She also removed her bracelets and rings while she was at it, tossing them on the chair next to her.

She pressed down as her tight stomach softened up. It just slowly but surely giving way until it expanded outward; the flesh pushing out, pushing her fingers out with it. Her belly button sunk deeper and spread wider on her now pliable belly. She wiggled the fat and pouted.

The changes reached up into their backs and their heights began to shift even further in the opposite directions; Kathleen going up and Emma going down.

Emma whimpered as her height dwindled down to just 5’3” while she had to watch her Mom grow 6 inches taller than her in a matter of minutes up to her height of 5’9”.

Emma shook her head angrily as she unhooked her bra in the back as Kathleen flipped her arms back and forth at the sight of her shirt cuffs being up off her wrists and feeling the tightness of the garment across her higher shoulders

“Wow…so you’re not only shorter than me; you’re older than me too huh” Kathleen said.

“What?!” Emma was shaking her head.

“Well…look at yourself…look at your body…Mom” Kathleen said it and felt a rush as the words came out of her mouth.

Emma’s jaw dropped, she felt hot at hearing the words and her stomach knotted as sweat broke out across her brow “Don’t…don’t call me that” she said in a hushed voice full of shock but not as much outrage as she would’ve liked.

Emma’s 36B breasts began to grow as she fought for her words. Already being shorter and stockier; her breasts came down as they came forward pushing her unhooked bra up and out of the way on a steady rise.

Kathleen’s jaw now dropped open as her 38D breasts began to shrink back and firm up. Her longer and thinner chest accepted the changes readily and she took in a deep breath and stood with her back straight and her shoulders back to accentuate their newfound perkiness.

Kathleen unbuttoned her blouse and she flung it off leaving just her ill-fitting bra on her lithe chest. Her breasts were too small for her bra.

The shocked look on Kathleen’s face was offset by the upset look on Emma’s. Both women fondled their new breasts. Emma lifting her larger ones up while Kathleen squeezed her small but pert ones.

“Why didn’t I just wish for a million dollars?” Emma said “Would have solved our problems without making me turn into my Mom…”

Emma looked up and over at the very trim and young body before her “I’m literally turning into my mother…I’m going to have my Mom’s body” she said stunned anew by what was happening to them.

Kathleen looked down as her arms trimmed and became stronger “I gave birth to this body…I watched it grow up and now I have it” she thought.

“I can’t do this!” Kathleen shouted out suddenly “I can’t take over your life…I gave you this life, you shouldn’t have my body…this is…this is wrong!”

Emma was shocked at the sudden yell “No…it’s not your fault” she said sympathetically “I told you we’ll figure this out”

“But…” Kathleen fumed “I don’t get it! Why am I turning into you?!” her voice a petulant sounding cry that only came from immaturity.

Mother had become the child and the child had become the Mother.

“Shhh…now’s not the time” Emma said as her upper arms plumped up and her forearms shrank down, the skin loosening up as they did. “Once this completes itself, we’ll calm down and figure out what we need to do from there okay”

“Okay” Kathleen replied in a shaky voice “Why am I like this?” she asked “Why am I acting like this all of a sudden…it’s like I can’t control my emotions anymore…I just feel so…so…UGH! I can’t stop this and I want it to stop!”

“We’re at the mercy of whatever this is…we’re almost done” Emma said as she watched her fingers shrink down. They condensed down and her nails shrank back much like her toes had done. Her plain nails looked rougher and thicker as well. Veins and marks appeared on the backs of her hands as the vanished from Kathleen’s.

Kathleen’s fingers elongated and her nails grew out atop of them. Her hands became blemish free, her nails long and immaculate, topped off by a light purple color.

The skin on Emma’s neck loosened as it compacted down. Her long blonde hair began to lift up, pulling up higher and higher, coming off her shoulders and pulling back behind her ears. It was darkening in color from light blonde to her Mom’s chestnut brown.

It thickened as it pulled up and swept into Kathleen’s style, her bangs covering up her thinning eyebrows and the lines that were coming across her forehead as it narrowed.

Emma’s bright blue eyes darkened to brown in color and more lines etched in at the corners of her eyes.

Kathleen’s neck elongated and her hair exploded out, growing down long and fast, turning blonder and lighter as it went, covering her shoulders and continuing down her back.

Kathleen nervously flipped her hair back out of her way as her face rounded. Her chin rounded and her jaw line came up. Her forehead widened and her eyebrows thickened up, done up like Emma always did them.

Her eyes widened as the skin on her face smoothed out and perked up, youthful, vibrant and soft. All signs of aging backtracked as she truly turned into a 22 year old. The wrinkles vanished across her forehead and at the corners of her mouth as her lips plumped and her teeth strengthened.

The braces she had put on Emma paid off for her in a line of straight white teeth as her nose grew longer and thinner but turned up slightly at the end as her cheeks rose up apple round and high.

Emma’s lips thinned and the ever present lines appeared around the corners. Her teeth shifted, crooking slightly in places as she lost the benefits of her time in braces. Her chin came down to more of a point and her jaw line dropped to match it. Her nose shrank back and her cheeks lengthened. Even her ears changed shape, shrinking down making her giant hoop earrings look out of place.

Kathleen’s ears grew longer to fit her face and her brown eyes widened, lightening to blue as their final piece swapped into place.

Both women exhaled simultaneously, blinking and beginning to pat their bodies up and down. A simple sense of completeness came to them, they knew they had finished physically swapping with each other.

Kathleen stripped down out of her clothes, the half-strewn business look wasn’t doing it for her. She unzipped her skirt and let it drop over her big feet, stepping out of it and kicking it aside. “My legs…they’re so long and tight…I’m…oh my…my legs are gorgeous!”

Emma flipped off her small and useless bra and grabbed Kathleen’s blouse. She only buttoned the two buttons in the middle to keep it closed around her. Her panties fit miserably and she couldn’t wait to change clothes. She was slightly annoyed at her Mother for geeking out over her new body like she had never seen it before.

“Yeah…I think I know what your legs look like” Emma said.

“Um…” Kathleen looked over at Emma’s legs “You should…they’re short and thick and about 2 feet below your eyes”

“Uh!” Emma replied somewhat shocked at how quick the remark had left her Mom’s lips.

“I’m talking about MY legs” she finished up by running her hands up her thighs.

“Mom” Emma said but could tell it fell on deaf ears.

“I mean…I never looked like this. You’ve always been prettier than I ever was. Your body is sooooo much better than mine ever was, I mean come on…look at these long legs and look at what I used to have to work with; I mean short thunder thighs…I am so glad you took after your Dad’s side of the family now” Kathleen was rambling.

“Mom!” Emma said louder but was still ignored.

Kathleen did a little dance around and laughed “HA-HA!”

“Honestly Mother what has gotten into you!” Emma yelled.

Kathleen stopped and stared, a slight look of fear in her eyes at getting yelled at “What?” she asked surprised.

“We need to start trying to figure out how to switch back” Emma reminded her.

“Oh. Yeah.” Kathleen said.

Emma shook her head “I’ll be right back though…I need to get some clothes on that fit me!” she stomped off down the hall to her Mom’s room.

She stepped inside and flipped on the light and it hit her “Oh My God!” she looked around and caught her reflection in the mirror “I’m Mom!”

Emma rushed to the mirror and examined a face she knew all too well. It had been there her whole life but now it was hers “And everything in this room fits me now” she said to herself as she stood back up. “But for how long?” she shivered as she unbuttoned her blouse and picked the thong out from between her cheeks.

She grabbed a pair of her Mom’s panties and put them on followed by lounge pants and a long sleeved gray shirt. Her stomach stuck out before she tugged it down and padded barefoot back to the living room only to find it empty.

“Mom?” she called out.

“Be down in a sec!” she heard her old voice call out from what had to be her room.

Emma sat down in her Mom’s favorite chair, the chair she had found her crying in just a few minutes ago before everything had gone haywire “10 minutes ago I was on my way out with my friends…now I’m in my Mom’s body…what in heaven’s name…” she shook her head again not even realizing she was doing it. “What is keeping her? She thought before she simply called out “Emma!”

Emma stopped breathing for a second, mortified at what had just come out of her mouth.

Kathleen came around the corner then, her mouth hanging open but there was joy in her eyes “Did I just hear you right?”

“Um…uh…I slipped up” Emma said flustered. “I...we’ve been through a lot here in the last few minutes and what on earth are you wearing?”