Alex Bryant came in from work exhausted. Her head hurt, her eyes hurt, her feet hurt “I am so tired” she thought as she swung open the back door. Alex took a step in and in an instant, felt her foot hit a heavy, thick canvas bag.
As she tripped forward throwing her arms out to try to catch her balance, she thought “Damn that kid!”
Alex’s purse flew off her shoulder, banged against her side and slid off hitting the ground. Alex stumbled. Her right foot planted but since it was still clad in a heel, it turned sideways. Her left foot slammed down sending a shock up her leg to her lower back as her hand finally found the counter and caught herself, or so she thought. Her hand hit wet and down she went in a heap. “LOGAN!”
Alex got to her knees and flipped her hair back out of her face “Logan Michael Bryant! You get your ASS! Downstairs this minute!”
She sat fuming on her kitchen floor as she heard heavy footsteps above her. They made their way to the steps and came down “Yeah Mom” he finally said as he came around.
Logan finally stepped clear to see his Mom sitting on the kitchen floor looking very pissed. She sat with her knees up in front of her. One foot was bare while the other still wore a black heel. He saw her other shoe sitting sideways a few feet away from her. She cocked her head and pursed her lips at him.
“Why do you think I’m on the ground?”
“Um...” Logan looked away.
“How many times have I told you to not just drop your equipment bag right at the back door?”
“Sorry Mom”
“Sorry?! Why don’t you listen?! I tripped and fell with my first step inside the house! And all you can do is stand there and say ‘sorry’?”
“Well I...I was tried when I got home; practice was really tough Mom and...”
“Help me up!” Alex said with an angry face and tone in her voice. Logan came over and put his hands out to lift up his Mom. 
Alex was lifted with ease; flying up easily to her feet. She looked down and found her other shoe. She slipped it on just to try to come up slightly higher on her mountain of a son.
Alex looked square into her son’s chest before looking straight up “You need to listen and you need to think!”
“Sorry Mom...I said I’m sorry” Logan said looking down.
“Do you think that just because you’re ‘bigger’ than me, you don’t have to listen to me anymore?” Alex said putting her hands on her hips and tapping her foot.
“No but I had a rough day and I just wanted to get in and get to the shower. I was going to pick it back up” Logan said.
“Well I had a rough day too. You have no idea how rough my day is and I’m willing to bet it was tougher than a day at school and playing football” Alex replied “Let alone the fact of being a Mom and the adult who has to pay all the bills and now has to feed you”
Logan felt a bit of heat rise up in his cheeks. He wasn’t in the mood to get lectured endlessly and it was taking everything to hold his tongue and his temper. He knew though if he talked back when his Mom was on a roll like this, he would really be in trouble. 
But part of him was ready to stand up for himself. Part of it was that he was now a Senior in High School and was just a month away from his 18th birthday. Part of it was that he was 6’4” and weighed 280 pounds and was All-State at Left Tackle and had been offered full ride football scholarships to UCLA and Arizona. 
The other part was Mom. She was always yelling at him, nagging at him; she never seemed happy with anything he did; it never felt like she was happy. And the fact that she was 5’3” and weighed 120 pounds. He was tired of her pushing him around.
As Alex repeated herself for the 5th time, she paced back and forth in the kitchen “And if I kick your football bag one more time I swear I’ll...”
“Stop it!” Logan yelled as loudly as he had ever yelled in his life. As the deep echo rang out, Alex stopped. She stopped walking and she stopped talking. She turned and stared wide eyed at her son.
“God Mom I get it! Your life is so hard and mine is so easy in comparison. I should be grateful for everything you do because you’re so much better than me and I’ll never understand. But you don’t know...you think my life is easy and I’m just stupid or inconsiderate and here to make your life so much harder...I wish you could see that my life is hard too!”
Alex took a step back “First, I never said you were stupid but I wish you could see how hard my life actually is. You have no idea.” She stated flatly.
“No, you have no idea. You have no idea how much pressure I’m under” Logan said pointing a finger.
Alex’s jaw dropped at the finger in her face. In a very quiet and controlled voice she said “You need to go to your room”
Logan just turned and walked away. 
Alex stared at the blank spot where he had been standing in shock. She took in a deep breath and held it while trying to calm down “Well that didn’t go well” she finally thought.
Alex looked down at the floor “Don’t see how that could have went any worse...Logan has never raised his voice at me, let alone the finger point” Although she recognized the gesture; she had used the finger point many times in her years as a parent but now having it done to her made her feel strange; even smaller than usual.
Alex lifted the toe of her shoe and rocked her foot back on her heel. Her eyes wandered to the left; to the discarded equipment bag at the door that had caused all this trouble. 
She meandered her way over to the bag; strolling her way toward it, her heels clacking as she tapped her foot. 
Alex bent over. Her long brown hair dangled down alongside her face, brushing over her shoulders. She was wearing a sleeveless red top to go along with her black knee length skirt and black heels. 
The smell hit her first; sweaty, musty “He couldn’t even clear it out and put the dirty clothes in the laundry?” She mumbled as she took out a pair of huge, muddy football pants, a pair of sweat stained socks and a damp and very smelly gray t-shirt. Alex took them to the washing machine and sprayed them with stain remover and set them to soak. She returned to the bag with a can of Febreeze to spray out the smells in the bag.
She dug out the pair of cleats, size 14 and she held them up. An odd thought popped into her mind “What if I had a body that fit these?” She sprayed and shook her head still amazed that a body as small as hers had produced a son as big as Logan.
“What if I did have his life?” she thought looking at the huge shoes, double her size 7 shoes “More importantly, what if he had mine?” she chuckled a bit imagining her giant boy shrunk down to her size. 44 years old and female...having to work her office job, having to make ends meet on her salary while she cruised through school, fully aware that being a kid was much easier than being an adult. 
“What if...?” she said out loud.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Logan badly wanted to slam the door to his room but he refrained from drawing more attention to him. Instead, he growled with clenched fists and his jaw set so tight, it ached. “Rrrrrrrrrr! It’s so unfair! I get it! I screwed up and did one of the thousand things that can set you off! Ugh! I wish she could understand! She has OBVIOUSLY Forgotten what it’s like to be a kid...to have to answer to a parent’s every whim! But more than that she has no idea what it’s like to be me. The pressure of getting that scholarship! It’s like it means nothing to her! She never played sports...we’re so different! How did I ever come from her?”
He took several long breaths in and out, holding them, trying to calm down “Sometimes I so wish that she could see what it’s like to be me” he thought as he paced his room.
Logan saw a pile of folded laundry on his desk chair so he went to go put it away. As he went through, a very small gray t-shirt caught his attention. One of his Mom’s shirts had gotten mixed in with his clothes.
He let out a low chuckle. The shirt was thin and tiny, a women’s cut, size small. “God; I couldn’t even imagine being this small though. She’s kid size...” he laughed again “What if I was only Mom’s size? What if I had a body that could fit into this?”
“What if I had her life?” He thought running the thin fabric between his huge hands “More importantly, what if she had mine? I would switch places with her in a heartbeat...then she’d see how hard it is these days in school, especially if she was me. I would be in charge. She’d have to listen to me instead of the other way around” he laughed again “Even if I would have to look up to him”
All of a sudden, Logan’s stomach clenched. It clenched so hard he thought he might throw up. He felt bile rise up into his throat “Oh my God, what’s going on?”
Downstairs, Alex lurched forward. Her stomach clenched up so tightly and so fast that she felt her whole body tense up. The muscles in her back and shoulders compressed and froze in place. She dropped the big cleats which clattered loudly on the ground at her feet.
“Ah!” Alex exclaimed as she closed her eyes. A wave of heat passed over her and she stood up tall, arching her back and raising up on the balls of her feet. Her shoulders went back and she grimaced. And then, it was over. 
Alex exhaled and shook her head. Her eyes had watered in that moment and she blinked feeling the cool tears in her eyes “Something is wrong” rang out in her thoughts “Something is off”
Upstairs, Logan lurched a step forward dropping his Mom’s shirt as he wrapped his arms around his waist. His shoulders rolled forward “Ah!” he exclaimed as a wave of heat passed over him. Logan curled up into a ball. And then, it was over.
Logan exhaled and shook out his shoulders “That was weird” he said sensing something off, something he couldn’t put his finger on.
His stomach spasmed, his shoulders tensed and his whole body clamped tight and with that, Logan began to shrink.
“What the...? What the fuck? I feel weird” Logan said. His feet were planted firmly on the ground but he sensed he was moving. He was moving down somehow, like he was sinking into the floor. 
Logan’s vision blurred just for a moment but when it came back to him, the floor looked closer. His stomach lifted, flipping now for multiple reasons. Vertigo was only one of the reasons. A sudden fear now made his stomach rise, sweat break out across his brow and the hairs on the back of neck stand up in an adrenaline rush.
Alex was feeling an uneasy feeling. She stood still, perfectly still, her feet planted even as she curled her toes inside her shoes, digging down like she was trying to hold onto the ground. Her stomach surged and lifted. She knew she was standing still yet she felt movement. Her body was moving; it was moving up somehow like she on an elevator.
“What the fuck?!” Alex exclaimed feeling her body expanding. Her top and shoes felt tight with pinching across her toes and at her heels and along her underarms. “What is going on?!” she said as her shoes continued to tighten.
Alex tried to straighten out her toes but found she couldn’t. She released them but halfway forward, they stuck. She wiggled them as cramps set in and she grimaced as she straightened them. The release of the cramps though forced her heels back and she felt the back seams of her shoes pop and tear open.
As the back seam ripped open, her toes continued growing longer and larger and new tears opened along the fronts of her shoes. With her toe muscles groaning and pressing, her heels burst open spilling her feet out of them.
Alex stumbled as she fell out of her ruined shoes. Her feet pulsated once on the cool tile. She could feel them spreading out wider and bigger and her jaw dropped in shock as those bigger feet seemed to be getting farther away.
Alex’s skirt crept above her knees as her waistband clamped down, pinching her sides. “Oh my God” she said as she set her jaw and clenched her teeth. Her body felt so strange to her, her chest was inflating; she could feel her sides moving outward “What’s happening to me?”
Logan took a deep breath and held it as his body shuddered with chills even as heat emanated from him and sweat ran over his face and neck. He pulled his arms in tight to his sides; his whole body felt like it was constricting, pulling inward on itself.
“What’s happening to me?” he said through clenched teeth. A series of spasms racked his body. Each one making him smaller; shorter and lighter. His muscles were slimming and his weight was decreasing with each inch of height he lost. 
Logan felt his feet moving against the carpeting in his room. He wasn’t moving but he could feel his toes slipping backwards against the fabric. His heels moved forward at the same time as the sides moved inward “Are my feet shrinking?” he thought.
Bent forward, he had a good view and his eyes bugged out as he watched his feet change before his eyes. “What the actual FUCK!” he yelled. He lifted his toes as they shrank down. He fully watched them get shorter and smaller, the nails shrinking down in conjunction, smoothing out, rounding off. The nails, usually ragged, now looked cared for and even “Wait a sec...I recognize these...” Logan throat tightened in recognition. Small, dainty and familiar; he had never seen them from this angle but as a mark appeared between the second and third toe on his left foot a small yelp escaped from him. “Mom?!”
“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...no way...not like this...I didn’t mean that literally! I can’t...I won’t” Logan muttered as he began stumbling around. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror on his dresser “Ah!” he yelled again seeing his reflection “No!” he rushed up closer to the mirror immediately recognizing how much smaller he already was and, that he was still getting smaller. Even his face was starting to look different.
Alex staggered out of her busted shoes, her huge feet stomping clear to her shock and surprise. Those feet were getting further away from her “My feet look so big! So...is that hair?!” She moved her big blocky toes, all of them twice their original size. Her feet looked swollen and “Logan!” she gasped as her hand flew to her mouth in shock.
“Oh my God no!” her head swiveled and swung around. The kitchen was looking much smaller to her. The countertops were lower; she could still feel her body stretching upward and outward. A small belly was pushing out as she gained weight and her top was lifting up. Her skirt was pulled taut as muscle formed all over her body.
Her upper arms filled out and her shoulders rose up. More muscles formed across her back and her top no longer stood a chance. The seams over her shoulders popped simultaneously with the seams going up the sides. Alex took a deep breath as her shirt tore away.
She had to see what was going on. She fumbled awkwardly down the hall as her legs still grew larger with each step until she reached the bathroom. Stepping inside, she gasped and screamed upon seeing her reflection “I’m a giant!” was the first thing she said.
She heard another pop and the waistband of her skirt gave way. Alex had set her feet wider and her skirt tore away up the sides as her weight was on its way to doubling its original number.
“I’m turning into Logan!” she said “Why am I...How am I? I DIDN’T MEAN IT! I don’t want to be my own son!” she yelled at the mirror. Body hair popped out everywhere. Her arms and legs and chest began to sprout hair.
Alex could feel hair growing out. She saw her reflection still rising higher in the mirror. The top of her head was cut off and her facial features were beginning to change.
Logan wanted to move, he wanted to run, he wanted to do something besides simply stare in the mirror and watch as he dwindled down smaller and smaller. His plain gray t-shirt was drooping lower on him. As his shoulders rolled up smaller and his arms shrank down slimmer, the shirt slipped off his left shoulder exposing soft skin. His shorts slipped down as his stomach and waist shrank down but, his hips and ass began to grow and that kept them up.
Logan felt his center of gravity shift to womanly, motherly hips and he rocked back as he developed the ass of a middle aged woman. “Ah!” he yipped as his body hair vanished and he could see his short legs soften and begin to change shape into the smooth feminine legs.
Muscle was replaced by fat as his thighs shortened and rounded. His calf muscles also pulled up and became softer.
Logan’s breathing picked up. He felt so tiny. The mirror was showing a lot of the wall behind him. He had shrank over a foot in height; his weight was less than half of what it had been and nothing was right. His hands now shrank down, his fingers slimming much like his toes did. His nails rounded into ovals and the ragged nails smoothed out, filed and sculpted down into manicured nails even as his age began to show. Veins and spots appeared on his older hands.
Swimming in his shorts, he felt an odd numbing sensation which caused him to whimper and his stomach to lurch. “Oh no”
Alex’s legs were now the size of tree trunks. Muscled and hairy, no sign of feminine curve remained. Her hips had narrowed and her ass had flattened out. She had grown over a foot in height and her weight had more than doubled, most of it turned to toned muscle but she still felt certain parts that need to change. 
Her hands exploded out larger. Her fingers doubled in size and became beat up and worn down. Her palms pulsated as they increased in size “I feel so big” she thought looking back up her massive arms.
But now, her jaw dropped as a new, numbing sensation settled into her lower abdomen “Oh No...anything but that” she said.
New chest muscles suddenly came to life and Alex felt her breasts rise up. They perked up and defied gravity momentarily before they pulled back into her chest. Hair and pectoral muscles were taking the place of her breasts which dwindled down smaller and smaller until they were no more. “Ah!” she screamed and her big mitts pawed at her flat chest.
As an anticipation built up between his legs, Logan’s attention was suddenly drawn to a new sensation on his chest. Already soft and hairless, his muscles twitched just before sensitivity rocked his nipples which rose up as his areolas spread out wider. Small mounds formed up and Logan yanked his shirt out as far as it could go. A new wave of heat broke out over his body as a thought shot to his mind “I’m getting my Mom’s tits!”
His mounds continued to get larger. They formed into cone shapes briefly before rounding out and growing larger. Gravity kicked in and they lay down against his soft chest “Oh God” he muttered as his small hands cupped his sensitive breasts through his shirt.
Logan’s mouth opened in shock as the sensation of his newest part rolled through his body. He bent forward again, his right foot came off the ground “Whoa” he said straightening back out but still not used to his reduced size.
Alex now felt her stomach lurch and the oddest deep seated movement in her life inside her body. Her core muscles clenched as her uterus and fallopian tubes moved and began to rework themselves. Her ovaries rushed forward, growing larger as they reprogrammed themselves into testicles. Her fallopian tubes becoming her vas deferens. Skin formed up, hairy and at the ready as her testicles popped free of her body and descended down her crotch.
“Oh my God, Oh MY GOD!” she yelled out as her skin slicked and she felt her clit rising up. 
Alex’s knees buckled and she went down on one knee gasping for breath as sweat broke out all over her body. She dropped her chin to her chest watching as a penis grew out of her body. It grew out larger and longer, widening as it went, the head throbbing as it pushed out.
Her stomach let up and she drew in a deep breath. She slowly regained her feet even though she was very uncomfortable in this big body now full with a throbbing erection.
Looking in the mirror she saw her son’s body with her own head, although that too had begun to change as well. Already grown larger, her features were beginning to morph into Logan’s.
Upstairs, Logan whimpered as he felt warmth spread back through his lower abdomen. It wasn’t his stomach, the feeling centered below it. Swimming in his shorts and boxers; the shorts now went down to cover his knees, he pulled them out in time to watch his penis shrinking back and his testicles rise up. 
His skin slicked down as his hair pulled in. He swallowed hard as the head of his penis shivered. His knees buckled as his testicles came up to his body and quivered. Then he sucked in hard as they sucked into his body. 
Logan could feel them moving inside his body. His testicles had become his ovaries and he could feel tubing snaking out like a hose being unraveled. New warmth broke out as his uterus formed. His penis pulled in and his skin opened, rearranging as the head of his penis turned into his clitoris.
A small hand ventured down hesitantly. He tapped a manicured finger off the slightly sticky flat surface “Oh shit...shit! There is no going back from this...no doubt about it” he stood back up and looked in the mirror, once again seeing the small body of his Mother topped with his head but he already noticed he was changing there too.
Alex leaned forward, placing her hands on the edge of the sink as her long brown hair started to lift up. It lifted free of her shoulders, lightening a few shades as it rose up. It pulled up to a razor edge along the sides and back while growing out longer on top and gaining waves.
A bulge popped out of her throat as her neck elongated. Stubble appeared on her chin as her jaw and chin strengthened and grew larger and more masculine.
Her mouth grew but her lips thinned as her teeth and tongue grew larger inside. Her nose broadened and flattened out as her cheeks did as well. Her big brown eyes narrowed and changed to green as her eyelashes thinned and her eyebrows grew larger and bushier as her forehead grew wider. 
Alex’s earrings popped out of her ears as the holes closed up. They clattered into the sink, the only noise she heard, as she felt an energy dissipate around her. Whatever electricity that had been surrounding her, changing her, was now gone. Logan looked back from the mirror.
Logan leaned forward; the dresser pressed up against his stomach, his small hands lay flat as he noticed his hair beginning to grow out longer and darker. His neck compressed and his throat went smooth. His skin went smooth as all stubble vanished into soft flesh. His chin rose up along with his jawline creating a heart shaped face with a pointed chin, a very feminine look. As his lips plumped and his mouth pulled in, his teeth shrank down as did his tongue.
His hair brushed over his shoulders finally coming to a stop at his upper back as his nose shrank down to a pert, tiny little nose. His cheeks rose up apple high and his green eyes enlarged into brown doe eyes. Eyelashes popped out and his eyebrows sculpted to perfectly shaped brows on a much smaller forehead. His ears shrank down and holes appeared in his lobes. 
Logan shivered from head to toe. The air around hi simply felt different. He now realized that there had been a charge in the air while he was shrinking and changing. Now, that was gone. Logan looked down and saw a woman’s body. He looked ahead into the mirror and saw “Mom”
Logan’s big brown eyes widened as he heard “his” voice. He looked to the door of his room.
Alex swallowed hard and took a step backwards. She was very self-conscious of her new size and she was afraid of moving too much for tearing everything apart. Her heart was pounding as she stepped out into the hallway and looked at the stairs “Logan” she said softly but in a deep voice that rumbled out of her.
“Oh...oh” she coughed to clear her throat “My voice” she tried to raise it up “My voice” she tried to lower it down “Logan” she said louder but didn’t hear anything from upstairs.
Alex went to the base of the steps and summoned her courage to call out “Logan are you okay up there?”