Kathleen stood before her in a little black dress and strappy high heels “What? I wanted to see what I looked like in it…it’s my favorite outfit of yours, er, mine and I didn’t know how long I might be here so…well, I wanted to see what I looked like in it” She finished with a shrug.

“Whatever” Emma said as she opened up her laptop.

“You think you’re going to find an answer to this on the internet?” Kathleen said. “All you’re going find is a bunch of porn or links to stupid movies”

“Well I have to look and start somewhere don’t I?” Emma said. “It couldn’t just be because of our stupid wish talk…I’ve said I wish something would happen a million times and it never has…”

“But this time it did; so maybe it was meant to be” Kathleen suggested.

Emma sighed and shook her head getting more frustrated. She began typing in various words associated with reversing a body swap. Stories and artwork came up but nothing scientific or anything that seemed like it was real or based on real events.

There were videos on YouTube and supposed spells and hypnosis treatments. She even read through the spells and said them out loud, but nothing worked.

All the while, Kathleen was getting bored and impatient. She tapped her foot, still clad in the high heel. She was thinking about changing her nail polish color while Emma read off spells. She began to squirm before she got up and started to pace. Her phone was blowing up asking where she was and when she would make it to the club.

She knew she should stay and help, but part of her, a part deep down inside her, wanted to use and enjoy this. “This is an opportunity to have some fun” she thought “I know it sucks that Emma had to turn into me but if we’re not changing back anytime soon, we should be allowed to live and not just be stuck in here every single second staring at each other…”

“I’m sorry if this is boring to you but I kind of think it’s important for us to get back to our real bodies!” Emma said.

Kathleen’s eyes opened “How did you know what I was thinking?” she asked.

“I don’t know…I just did” Emma answered.

“It’s like you got all my Mom instincts…freaky” Kathleen replied as their eyes met.

“So I’m guessing you want to go out tonight still” Emma said folding her arms over her chest.

“Um…” Kathleen bit her bottom lip and rocked back on her heels, nervously spinning her ankles around “I was thinking about it” she admitted sheepishly.

“Well don’t let me stop you…Emma…it’s not like it’s my body and my life you’re living” Emma said.

Kathleen smiled, somewhat ashamed.

“Just promise me you won’t get pregnant or arrested…can you at least do that if you’re going to be selfish and go out…you just lost your job and all you can think about is partying”

“Thanks for the lecture…Mom” Kathleen replied and left in a huff.

“I can’t believe she actually left” Emma said as the door closed.

“I can’t believe I actually left!” Kathleen said standing in the driveway.

Emma waited for her to come back inside but instead she heard a car start up and saw lights pass by the front of the house “She left” She was in shock “How could she just leave? Those are my friends…uh…that’s my life”

“Little bitch” she muttered under her breath as she shook her head and sat back down. “I hope one of these works and she changes back into herself while dancing with some guy. Talk about beer goggles…waking up next to a 46 year old woman”

Emma spent hours on her computer but nothing worked and by the time she passed out still in her chair with her laptop still humming on her lap shortly after midnight her old body was just getting started.

Kathleen knew the clubs her daughter frequented and drover her car straight there, texting the whole time that she was on her way to all the texts she had already received.

A vodka and cranberry was waiting for her as she arrived and announced herself with an arm up and a primal scream as her friends rushed up around her. “This is so awesome!” she thought.

The music was so loud, she thought it was changing her heartbeat to match it. She smelled the alcohol and all the various perfumes and sprays with an undercurrent of sweat and remembered her vision just before she had switched “I knew it!” she told herself.

Kathleen soaked up the scene; the guys came up to her and bought her drinks and she had gained her daughter’s dance moves as well in the switch. She had never moved her body like how she did now.

At a few minutes after 3 A.M. Kathleen opened the door as softly as she could. She carried her heels in her hand as she tiptoed through the house.

The light was still on in the living room and she saw herself sleeping in the chair. She crept up close and could see the few gray hairs lining the part in what was now her daughter’s hair.

She examined the face; the wrinkles, the age, the slight double chin as Emma’s head drooped down deeply sleeping.

Kathleen watched the heavy breasts rise and fall, she let her eyes trace down her short thick legs down to her plain feet.

Clothes were still strewn about the room; evidence of their swap/ She gathered up the pieces that Emma had discarded during their transformation.

With a smirk, she closed the laptop and turned out the light taking herself upstairs to what she had decided was now her room. She didn’t want the master bedroom anymore; none of the clothes in there would fit her any longer; Emma’s room seemed more appropriate for her.

She flopped down on the bed, her head spinning some but not too badly as exhaustion overtook her and she fell asleep.

Emma came to with a cramp in her neck. She rubbed it with her right hand as she rubbed her left foot up and down her right calf. “Why am I wearing lounge pants and where did I fall asleep at?” she thought as the events of the previous night came back to her.

Emma sat bolt upright, her eyes wide and her heart pounding. Her hands flew to her chest and grabbed her larger and heavier breasts. They went up to her short hair and then over her face “I’m Mom!” she remembered and swung her legs out and stood up.

The room looked different to her from her shorter height and she looked down to see her plain toes barely peeking out from beneath her baggy lounge pants.

Emma took a deep breath and calmed herself “Well, you didn’t spontaneously change back while you were sleeping and nothing worked last night; you might be here a while”

She began to pace “In those stupid movies it always takes learning a lesson to swap back…we have to learn to truly appreciate each other, or realize how hard the other one has it or something”

Emma had an idea “If I actually find a job in this body maybe that will do it. Especially if she could find one as me…I bet that would actually work!”

Determined, Emma went upstairs.

She opened the door to her Mom’s room only to find it empty. A bit confused she went down the hall to the next door; her door and opened it.

Emma sighed seeing her old body curled up, still in the black dress, sleeping away on the bed. “Guess we’re switching rooms now too” she said to herself.

She went into what was now her bathroom. She grabbed her toothbrush and began to scrub her smaller teeth. “Everything is so weird…we’re never changing back” she said to herself, despair creeping in now. ”I’m going to be stuck here! I’m never going to get the chance to live my 20’s and 30’s…have a family maybe…this sucks it’s like so unfair!” she slammed her hands down on the sink and began to cry. “I can’t control my emotions!” she thought.

“One second I’m calm, the next I’m freaking out!” she scolded herself.

She stripped down and examined her older body again before jumping in the shower.

Emma dressed in a pair of jeans and a simple green button down shirt. She remained barefoot as she made her way around the house.

She settled into her computer again and began searching for a job.

Emma fixed herself a cup of tea after about 2 hours of searching. She stared up at the ceiling knowing that Kathleen was snoring away on the other side of it “Was I really that selfish?”

She heard footsteps on the stairs and she checked the time on the corner of her laptop “2:57 and someone’s finally up” she said as she saw her former body in its current state.

Kathleen’s hair was a mess and her eyes were puffy. She had taken off the dress though and was wearing a pair of shorts and a purple oversized t-shirt “Good Afternoon sleepy head!” she said. “Rough being 22 again isn’t it? she asked sarcastically.

“Hmpfh” Kathleen said as she shuffled forward and flopped on the couch.

“I’m beginning to see what my problem was and why I wasn’t finding a job” Emma said shaking her head.

“Lay off Mom…okay” Kathleen ran her hands through her mop of hair as she fidgeted around.

Emma just smirked and shook her head “Well the good news is that I’m getting a 6 month severance from your work and I’ve applied for unemployment benefits until we…WE… can get on our feet again”

Kathleen squirmed again “So we should be okay for the time being money wise…I’d say that means you shouldn’t go out partying every night but then again” Emma winked “I know you rarely ever have to pay for your own drinks”

Kathleen rolled her eyes and folded her arms over her pert breasts as she looked away with a “Hmpfh”

“Look; I’m trying over here. I’m trying to get a job and I’m trying to keep us from starving. All I’m asking of you is that you do the same. If I remember correctly, just yesterday you were the one over here. If you want me to say I’m sorry; then, I’m sorry”

Kathleen looked back.

“I’m sorry I was so selfish. I realize now that I was young and stupid and selfish. I appreciate all the sacrifices you made to put me through school comfortably. I always was…it didn’t take me jumping into your body to know you’re a great Mom. You sacrificed for me…I get it why you went out last night and why you’ll probably continue to go out for a while. When you’re done living it up, and believe me, you will get tired of it eventually once the novelty wears off, please put that college degree that you now hold to good use and find a job; no, find a career”

Kathleen pursed her lips and ran her tongue over her teeth as she looked down at the ground. Finally she nodded “Okay” was all she said. She got up and left the room leaving Emma alone once again.

Kathleen walked back up to her room and she sat down hard on the bed. “I turned into her exactly” she said. “I chastised her for being like this and the first thing I do, is go and do the exact same thing”

She looked around the room and looked at her body “This isn’t mine. I can’t steal my own daughter’s life. What kind of mother, no, what kind of person could actually do that?!”

Kathleen headed for the shower, she got dressed and came back downstairs toting her own laptop. She sat down across from Emma bringing her left leg up and tucking it beneath her. Happy she could sit that way pain free but also knowing that Emma in her body couldn’t sit like that anymore made her open up the word document on her computer titled ‘Resume’.

Two days later, Emma was sitting in the living room drinking a glass of wine when she heard the unmistakable sound of stiletto heels clomping through the house “Going out?” she called out without looking up.

Kathleen sighed at being caught “I knew I should have waited to put my heels on after I left. Yes…I’m going out”

“Whatever” was Emma’s response.

Over the next weeks, Emma and Kathleen fell into a routine. Emma was never fully comfortable but kept plugging away. Dozens of resumes and applications were filled out but only a handful of interviews were held and no job offers came.

Kathleen’s output was even less. She was finding it hard to keep her motivation for finding a job after her first few resumes went unanswered. She had gone back to partying and drinking more and more.

The weeks turned to months.

Emma pulled herself out of bed a little bit later every day. She ached. Her body ached, her back and knees and shoulders; sometimes her neck and her left foot just throbbed.

She knew she was depressed “Four months” she said as she slid her legs out and placed her feet on the floor “Four months, 8 days and…13 hours” she said doing the math in her head as she sighed and went to the bathroom. Her eyes were sunken and dark circles were under them “Not enough sleep and too much wine” she told herself “I’m never getting out of here”

Kathleen was waking up at around the same time as Emma. The vodka she had been drinking last night had switched to tequila halfway through and she was definitely feeling the effects of it this morning. Rushing to the bathroom, she puked out everything.

Emma could hear the retching coming from the second bathroom and she made her way down there. Opening the door, she saw Kathleen curled on the floor, sweating and clutching her stomach. The stench in the air was heavy.

“What’s become of us?” she said mostly to herself but Kathleen’s eyes flickered and she turned and looked up.

Their eyes met before she closed the door and left her.

Once downstairs, Emma flipped on her phone and saw she had a missed call. As she listened to the voice mail, her stomach flipped in nervousness.

“Hello, I’m trying to reach Kathleen Johnson. My name is Heather Piatkowski and I’m with Sanders and associates. We received your resume and would like you to come in for an interview. Please call me back at…”

“Oh My God! First interview in like 2 months!” Emma actually felt excited for the first time in weeks as she wrote the number down.

Kathleen staggered out of the bathroom and fell back down on her bed. She checked her phone and saw she had a message from her friend Stacey. ‘Hey! One of our account receivable reps is leaving…I can get you an interview I know you need a job. Text me back and I can get HR to call you’

“Oh My God!” Kathleen thought. She was nervous and suddenly sober. She was shaking and after a few back and forth texts, she got a call and was scheduled for an interview on Thursday at 2.

Emma called Heather back and in her most enthusiastic voice agreed to an interview at 2 on Thursday.

Both were very happy for the other one as they ran towards each other to tell them of their news.

By Thursday morning, both of them were extremely nervous as they got ready. Emma dressed in a pair of low black heels, a knee length black skirt and a sharp white blouse.

Kathleen wore a pair of tan heels, a tan skirt that came down to her calves and a light blue blouse. She did her hair up and wore very light makeup.

“So…how do you think it went?” Emma asked Kathleen when she arrived back at the house.

“I think I did awesome!” Kathleen said “I…Oh…!” her phone was going off in her purse “Ohmygod it’s Stacey!”

As she took the call, Emma’s phone went off as well. She walked out to the kitchen to take her call and her heart leapt up in her chest when she saw it was Heather already.

Emma clicked off her phone, a smile spreading across her lips “Oh my God…” she said, her heart pounding in her chest just before she heard a scream come from the living room.

Emma ran in “I GOT A JOB!” Kathleen yelled bouncing up and down.

“SO DID I!” Emma replied.

They rushed towards each other and embraced, hugging each other tight and both speaking a mile a minute. “Oh I’m so happy! I knew you could do it Mom!” Emma said.

“Oh Thank you honey! I’m so happy for my little girl!” Kathleen squealed.

They both backed up a bit surprised at what they had said.

“Uh…haha!” Kathleen said nervously flipping her long blonde hair out of her face. She had taken it down after coming home but other than that, she was still dressed up from her interview.

Emma blushed and rocked back on her heel “Yeah…haha”

Emma’s heart began beating faster and faster, a nervous sensation built up inside her and her jaw locked as the back of her neck tingled.

Kathleen shook her head and cleared her throat, it felt tight, like it was closing up on her and she swallowed hard just to keep her mouth hydrated. She licked her lips as her hands went numb “Um…” she shook her arms out flailing her hands and she bounced up and down in her tan heels “Whoo…I…”

Emma bit her lip and looked up at Kathleen. In her 3 inch heels, Kathleen stood and even 6 feet tall but Emma noticed color filling in to Kathleen’s face. Her cheeks were pink and her ears red “Are you feeling okay?”

“No” Kathleen spit out quickly “No…something is wrong…something is…” her eyes began to widen with a look of shock.

Emma sensed it too and she pursed her lips and nodded.

“You feel it too don’t you?” Kathleen asked.

Emma’s heart beat even faster in anticipation “Is this what I think it is…is that what I’m feeling?”

“I hope so” Kathleen replied. She exhaled long and hard and shook out her shoulders “I…I know I haven’t said this out loud, but I never really wanted to, like, you know, steal your life”

“I know” Emma replied “And for what it’s worth…you do have a hard life”

“Ohmygod so do you!” Kathleen replied. “I never knew how much effort this took!”

“Haha…and it’s not easy being a few years older either I found out” Emma said.

“So, do we like, have to say something else or…” Kathleen began to speak but stopped suddenly and bent over at the waist leaning forward. Her long blonde hair fell down freely, draping down next to her young face.

She was staring at her feet. Her left foot had begun to ache across the bottom and now she saw her toes bulge out wider.

“OhmyGOD!” She yelled as she popped her left foot out of her tan heel and put it flat on the ground. It was growing wider, her toes were shrinking and her black nail polish was fading away.

Kathleen got her right foot out just as she felt her heel slip in the back but tighten around her wider toes “We’re changing back!” She looked down and across “You won’t have to look up at me any longer!”

Emma felt a sudden bout of nerves come on to her “I don’t know if I even remember how to be 22 now!” but she took her feet out of her black heels to find black toe nails.

Emma gasped and wiggled her toes as they lengthened out. The skin softened and seemed pinker than before as her feet grew long and thin; back to their original shape.

“It’ll all come back to you” Kathleen beamed “Although…you were pretty good at acting like a woman in her mid-40’s” she added as she began to shrink down. “I would have let you stay if you had asked me nicely”

Emma grinned at the teasing “No…I think you’re better at it than me…you have a lot more experience at it”

“Is that some kind of crack on my age?!” Kathleen mocked being offended. She wiggled her plain toes feeling just how familiar they were as her legs began to shrink down her calves started to thicken.

Emma’s legs were growing; longer and thinner and as they trimmed up “No, Mom…it’s wasn’t”

Emma’s soft inner thighs pulled taut, the skin bouncing back as the backs of her legs went smooth. The changes slimmed her hips and tightened her ass up tremendously as well.

“Is this going faster? This feels like it’s going faster this time, I mean, you’re, like, already growing almost as tall as me” Kathleen said as she felt her legs shrinking down. Her thighs popped outward, flesh growing them out rounder and straining her tight tan skirt. She reached up behind her and tugged on the zipper, getting it moving just in time before her ass started to grow back to size.

She shimmied her widening hips, catching sight of them growing out of the corner of her eye as her skirt fell to the ground.

Kathleen reached up between her legs and felt the softness of her inner thighs “Feels like uncooked cookie dough” she laughed.

“Mom?!” Emma giggled and blushed.

“Well, you gave me a body like that for the past four months and now I have to go back to this” Kathleen waved her arms up and down over her chunky legs “I know it’s right and I wished for us to switch back but damn…I won’t lie; I will miss having a body that looks like that. I enjoyed my time at 22”

“I’m sure you did…you went out enough times” Emma could still manage a Mom like look.

Emma’s eyes fluttered and she shivered all over “Oh God!” she screamed out suddenly bending at the waist and wrapping her arms around her mid-section protectively. Underneath her skirt a small damp spot formed in her panties as her vagina and everything else returned to her. Her pubic hair shrank back away leaving a thin, shaved mound as her muscles tightened up.

Kathleen pursed her lips and hummed, bouncing in place with her arms at her sides as she too experienced the intense change of their sexual organs.

She shivered and stood back up straight as her chest and back began to come inward.

Emma’s body expanded and grew taller and once again, she was the taller of the two of them. Kathleen looked down and dug her toes in before looking up and smiling “I’m glad you took after your father’s side in looks” she repeated a line she had said when they had originally changed.

Kathleen unbuttoned her blouse as her stomach puffed out soft and round. The sleeves of the blouse were already growing tight on her upper arms so she slipped off the garment before she ruined it. She also unclasped her 36B bra in anticipation of growing out of it.

Emma’s black skirt was still fitting her but it didn’t look right with her longer legs and higher ass. Her stomach now went flat under her white blouse and her shoulders rose up making her blouse come untucked from the loose waist of her skirt.

Her stomach exposed and her arms slimming down in the sleeves, Emma’s breasts began to shrink. They dropped down two whole cup sizes as they rose up pert, perky and firm inside the now massive bra.

She flexed her fingers as they elongated and went pain free just in time to grab and squeeze her own breasts again.

Kathleen’s breasts grew, pushing the small bra up and out as they bulged out from underneath. They went from high and round to lower on her chest and tear drop shaped “Nothing for me to be ashamed of” she said with a dismissive wave of her shrinking hands. Her fingernails pulled back and turned plain as she waved them around her returning body finally ending up on her wider hips.

Emma continued to grow taller and taller over her shrinking mother until their heights had returned and the 6 inch gap had switched back.

Now with her Mom’s face and hair on her own younger body, Emma looked over at the reverse image in front of her just before her Mom’s facial features began to shift, change and move.

Kathleen’s skin loosened; her neck changed and wrinkles began to return to her face as her hair lifted and darkened in color. Her chin, her jaw and her facial structure all shifted, distorting Emma’s features before those too began to revert to her own. Her blue eyes narrowed and darkened back to brown, her nose changed above her tinning lips and shrinking teeth.

As her hair lifted up and changed back to her own style, Kathleen returned to her rightful physical body.

Emma’s hair shot down, lightening to blonde as it grew down straight. Her skin tightened and all wrinkles vanished in seconds as her chin, jaw and cheeks perked up. Her lips plumped, her teeth straightened, her nose grew and her eyes widened as they turned bright blue again.

Her hands came up and rubbed her firm cheeks as Emma returned to her rightful physical body.

“Oh My God! Mom?! Are we…is that…am I…we’re back right?” Emma said, her own voice returning to her

Kathleen just nodded as Emma began to jump up and down and bounce around with youthful energy.

“It doesn’t eve hurt my knees or feet to do this!” Emma yelled, her hair flying wildly around her. Her clothes getting more and more disheveled until her black skirt finally slipped off.

Standing in a pair of panties and an ill-fitting blouse, her breasts high and tight inside a worthless big bra, she cocked her head “So…what kind of job did you get me?”

Kathleen just clapped her hands and laughed “Yeah…this is still going to be interesting for a while” she replied.