Logan jumped hearing the deep voice calling out to him. “Shit...it’s true. It happened” he said to himself putting 2 and 2 together “Makes sense that if I’m her, she’s me”
Logan did not want to see himself but he knew he had to. His now small body barely made any noise as he tentatively took his first steps toward the door. He felt so light and his hips and boobs swayed and moved all on their own.
Alex’s heart jumped as she heard a door swing open. Her head was pounding and then “Oh my God”
Logan walked with great trepidation to the top of the stairs, moving despite not wanting to.
It was an out of body experience for both of them, seeing their own body in front of them.
“Logan?!” Alex finally said.
“Mom?!” Logan replied with urgency. He started to make his way down the stairs, boobs bouncing, towards his own body. He saw his old body was still worked up as his Mom’s torn skirt, while technically covering it up, didn’t hide the still raging erection.
Her red top was in shreds but still hung around her thick neck and she felt her Adam’s Apple work against the mock turtleneck “Logan” she managed to say seeing her son, in her body and his oversized clothes.
Logan stopped on the second step from the bottom and was able to look his Mom in the eye. “I’m you” he said as Alex nodded. “And you’re me” he added.
“Yeah...somehow, we, um, switched bodies”
“And lives” Logan added “I mean, I’m really you”
“Physically yes but I still feel like I’m me” Alex said.
“We sure don’t look like, well, ourselves” Logan said “I’ve got things I don’t even want to think about let alone use”
“You?!! Me too!” Alex said looking down.
“I’m the woman who gave birth to me”
“And I’m my own kid!” Alex said looking down “And it’s not necessarily the best thing that I still feel like myself; I don’t know the first thing about football”
Logan felt heat rise up on his forehead “It’s only Tuesday! You have 2 more days of practice then a game on Friday! With scouts there...oh shit...oh no...”
“We’ll figure this out” Alex replied.
“We have to change back!” Logan announced “You’re going to ruin everything”
“I didn’t think this was going to happen, believe me; I would love to swap back! You don’t know how to do my job either!” Alex reminded him. “How is this even possible? There is no logical explanation on what just happened to us...I shouldn’t be looking at you looking like me”
“Tell me about it! I don’t know the first thing about being a woman. I never thought I would need to!” Logan said. “Oh God! Please don’t tell me that I’m going to have your period!”
“Not immediately; I’m about 2 weeks away from starting” Alex replied.
“I can’t do this” Logan said finally stepping down the last two steps. He stopped once he was on level ground with his Mom “Ah”
“Whoa” Alex said looking down, comparing their respective sizes “This is how I look to you?”
“And me to you...” Logan said.
“I am honestly afraid of how big I am” Alex said “I think I’m going to hurt everybody being this big. Changing into you made me think of what it felt to change into the Incredible Hulk. I destroyed my clothes...I’m huge”
“But I’m used to it. I know how to navigate at that size...but this?” he put his arms out “I don’t know how to be small. Being that size is who I am. If I’m not big, I don’t know what to do”
Alex walked forward and hugged her tiny son. Hugging her own body, she felt like she could squish her but she held on tight as Logan sobbed against her.
Logan pulled back “Your password for your computer at work is Ironman319”
Alex was a bit surprised “Yeah...it is but how?”
“It just popped into my mind” Logan said. He looked down “The door code is 3441”
Alex blinked rapidly; quick flashes of blocking, countering, football practices, working on footwork and hand placement, getting lower, getting her hands underneath her opponent’s pads. They started as quick flashes but were lengthening, implanting in her mind and muscles.
“Oh my God...I’m still changing into you” Alex said “Your locker is 2143 and your lock combination is 28,2,28”
Logan nodded as he was receiving his own flashes. People and projects from work “I can do your job” he said.
“And I understand football and blocking technique...I...I know your class schedule, where I sit...”
“This is so freaky. Not just our bodies changed but now knowledge is switching” Logan said “I’m afraid we’re going to keep swapping and never change back”
“NO! We can’t think like that. Whatever this is...it’s temporary. We have to switch back. We will switch back...whatever it is, it’s giving us enough so we don’t make fools of ourselves. This way we can’t ruin each other’s lives while we’re in them” Alex insisted. “It may not be natural at all but you won’t get me fired and I won’t screw up your scholarship chances”
They hugged again “Please change us back...whatever lesson I needed to learn, I think I already learned it” Logan said pressing his face against the big strong chest in front of him.
“Whatever happened; I don’t think it’s going to let us off the hook that easy” Alex replied.
“So we’re stuck like this?” Logan said.
“For the time being...yes” Alex looked down and put her big arms out to the side “I don’t know for how long”
“As long as it’s not forever” Logan said. He turned and walked down the hall toward the kitchen. He made it to the exploded shoes “Wow...getting my feet did this?”
Alex had followed. She nodded “Yeah...before I knew it, they just popped and ripped open.
“You need to get dressed in some real clothes...that whole outfit is toast”
“Maybe you should get some that fit you too” Alex replied.
“Are we going to switch rooms?”
“Makes sense to as long as we’re switched” Alex said.
Logan gathered up the heels and carried them with him as he went upstairs. Alex had gone into what was now her room. She tried to be careful but the skirt, top, bra and panties had all been damaged. She just made a pile and looked down at her very different physique.
“Not yet” she said as she put on boxers, shorts and a black t-shirt. While Logan was still behind closed doors, she went into the upstairs bathroom and once again studied the face and body she now possessed.
Behind those closed doors, Logan easily removed his hug clothing. He gasped when confronted by his own body now. Still shocked to have female anatomy, let alone his Mom’s, he now found a pair of panties to put on. The feel of them, how tightly they hugged his hips and rear, the lack of weight in the front, all threw him off.
He put his hands on his soft, smooth thighs and ran them up and down a few times surprised at how soft they were “I’m Mom” he reiterated and as he leaned forward, he felt his breasts swing out moving again on their own.
He shot back up and grabbed them, pinning them down to his chest but once again taken by the softness of them. More details started coming to him. Stretchmarks, wrinkles, age.
He cocked his head and made his way to the full length mirror that was mounted on the back of the door. Logan pulled his long hair back, still getting used to that as well. He studied the face before him. Small, feminine, heart-shaped with delicate features and lines showing his new age of 44. Bags under her eyes, lines around her mouth and eyes and lines on her forehead “Mom’s face”
His hands came up and worked over the soft features. He splayed out his fingers and examined them before putting on a black V-neck top and a pair of gray shorts. He sat on the edge of the bed and crossed his legs in a way he had never sat before. Crossed at the knee, right foot dangling above the floor, he caught his reflection “I’m Alexandra Lynn Bryant”
Finally stepping out, Alex turned upon hearing the door. “Checking yourself out too huh?” Logan said.
Alex blushed “I’m so different”
“So am I” Logan laughed, finally breaking through a little bit.
Alex’s stomach rumbled and they both laughed. “Big boy needs to eat” Logan said.
As Alex went down, Logan gathered up the ruined outfit and put the items together with the shoes, saving them for later.
By the time Logan got to the kitchen, Alex was eating her 3rd peanut butter sandwich and had drank a half gallon of whole milk.
Logan wasn’t very hungry at all. Alex finished off leftover pizza and spaghetti and then ate bowl after bowl of cereal while Logan picked at some chicken salad.
“I have never ate that much in my entire life” Alex said finally getting full.
“Get used to it” Logan said “At least for the time being”
“How was yours?” Alex asked.
“Tasted different; I’m full after one sandwich...weird” Logan responded with a shrug and crossing his legs.
“I’ve got homework” Alex said with a chuckle.
“Yes you do” Logan confirmed. “And I don’t”
Alex just blinked as the role reversal between them hit.
“I guess I get to clean up the kitchen though and get stuff ready for tomorrow” Logan turned “Because I’m the adult”
A quick hit thought flashed in Alex’s mind; just a simple “Mom” when she looked at Logan.
“I’m going to, uh, go to my room” Alex said and quickly headed up the stairs.
Logan heard the heavy footsteps and he began to gather up dishes and load the dishwasher. He started laundry, went through the mail and after taking his Mom’s phone out of her purse, he used passwords he never knew before to check the bank balance and pay some bills.
Alex got into what was now her room. She grabbed the phone and began easily texting back with Logan’s friends. As she did, she got on the laptop, once again knowing the passwords and Logan’s school account log ins and completed assignments in both Math and Science.
Logan found himself curled up with his legs tucked underneath him on the couch going through social media. Part of him felt like an imposter, but another part felt natural “Am I settling in?” he thought “That might be the scariest thing yet about today and today has been pretty damn strange. If you would have told me this afternoon that I’d be going to bed in my Mom’s body, ha...who would have believed that?”
He made his way upstairs and went into the master bedroom, his mind was still running “The absurdity of this” he thought as he made his way to the bathroom. Closing his eyes, he sat and shivered “I don’t want to think about this but as long as I’m here, I have to live” He wiped and made his way to the sink, watching and taking in the details of washing his small hands, followed by brushing these teeth.
Exhaustion was setting in “Maybe I’ll wake up and it’ll all have been a dream” Big bed, small body, Logan fell asleep.
Logan woke up and went into a bit of a panic as an alarm rang. He moved but hair was in his face, he was light but yet his knee ached. A small hand flashed out and flicked the switch “Shit...it wasn’t a dream” he said in a female voice, in Alex’s voice.
Getting to the side of the bed, his feet dangled and he had to jump down for his petite feet to hit the ground. Logan headed to the shower and another new adventure with his new body.
Shaking his head the whole time, it took some adjusting to showering, then, he had to do his hair and makeup.
Logan heard footsteps and knew Alex was up and moving.
Alex woke up in a confused panic; she felt so heavy and ponderous, moving took effort but once she got going, the youth and fitness of the body made it easier. But an erection and an overwhelming need to pee made it difficult again.
A little aiming and leaning forward cleared her out and despite being twice her size, getting ready took a lot less effort. Barely combing her hair and putting on long shorts and a t-shirt, she headed to get breakfast; a whole box of Pop Tarts and milk and 3 bowls of cereal.
Logan came down wearing black flats, black slacks, a white top and a black sweater. Hair and makeup done, he looked just like Alex.
They stopped in front of each other taking in the sight, still a bit shocked at what they were doing. “You’ve got practice” Logan reminded Alex.
“And Wednesday is the day I go to Planet Fitness after work” Alex said. “Your bag is already in the car”
“Good to know” Logan replied “You ready?”
“Yeah. As ready as I can be” Alex said. “Thanks for washing up my stuff” she added kicking the equipment bag next to the table.
“No sweat” Logan replied “What are Mom’s for?” he added with a smile. “I’m off to work; good luck”
“You too” Alex replied.
Logan had his license but no car, he got picked up by his friend Kyle but today, Logan got the car to go to work. Adjusting to driving at such a smaller size though took a minute.
Alex stood up and easily swung the equipment bag over one shoulder and her book bag over the other. She headed out as Kyle pulled in driving his old pickup “Sup man” she said pulling her massive bulk into the passenger seat.
School was easy. It came to her naturally as she went from class to class. Some things felt far off and long ago but other things were right there. As the day went on, she could tell that her own mind and Logan’s were working together.
The biggest thing she noticed was herself. She was the largest person in the building, student or teacher. The perspective of the hallways was so different being so much larger.
Alex was a bit nervous as she headed to the locker room but she just kept telling herself “Let Logan take over, let yourself become Logan even more”
She turned off the Alex part of her brain and put on her pads and practice uniform as no one batted an eye. Heading out to the field, she warmed up and stretched before heading to the other linemen for drills.
On the first man to man drill, Alex lined up across from Chris Wilson at Defensive End. She knew him since Kindergarten both as a Mom and now, a teammate. The Alex part of her mind took over and Chris blew past her with a simple swim move.
“BRYANT!” She heard her coach scream out her name.
“Yeah coach” she said sheepishly.
“What the Hell was that?”
“Sorry coach...I didn’t want him to feel bad so I let him win one so now I can just dominate him the rest of practice”
“Well you can quit fucking around and play!”
“Yeah Coach” Alex said. She was still intimidated by her own body and strength; frankly, she was afraid of hurting someone. But the laughter and the way Chris was shaking his head triggered the Hulk in her.
She looked across, could tell he was going to bull rush her this time. On the count, she pounced up, got her balance and took his shot. She lowered her shoulders, put her hands on him and stood him up then pushed him back easily. “You haven’t beaten me on a bull rush since 8th grade” she said as Chris lost his balance and stumbled sideways.
“Again” the coach called out.
Chris tried to swim past again but this time Alex simply maneuvered her arms and thereby Chris out of the way. “Too easy” she mildly taunted her opponent.
More guys lined up across from her and she blocked them all. She stopped pass rushes, blocked for runs, pulled out for screen passes; she was a left tackle.
Practice went for 2 hours. Alex was hot, sweaty and tired by the end. She unsnapped her shoulder pads and had help taking them off as she headed back to the locker room. “I think I’ve got the hang of this”
Logan drove to work a bit nervous. He turned his mind over to the part he recognized as his Mom. He let the Alex part of him take over, he had to. Logan tapped into his Mom’s knowledge and experience. He talked and chatted with co-workers, worked on emails and reports falling into a routine quickly.
There were still odd parts to the day; using the ladies room chief among them. Logan ate lunch with Alex’s group and found himself swept up in the moment when he agreed to go out with them for dinner and drinks on Saturday night. “Might as well have fun while I’m here. I’m missing a game so I should get some reward for that”
The day was over quickly and Logan headed out remembering that it was gym night “Well this is going to be different”
Logan was very self-conscious as he walked in. He felt like everyone was staring at him, or, her as the case may be. Logan was used to walking into weight rooms and being watched but for very different reasons. Being just a ‘Mom bod’ in the locker room as Logan stripped out of his work outfit to find her workout clothes.
Logan sighed putting on a sports bra but had to admit he liked how it held his boobs tighter. He put on a pair of running tights and shorts on over those before adding a gray t-shirt. He grabbed a hair tie and instinctively whipped his long hair back and up into a ponytail. “How the hell did I just do that?”
Logan made his way out to the treadmills and started it up. “Stupid little short legs” he mumbled as he backed the speed back down to give himself a more natural stride.
After 20 minutes, she moved over to some weights. Picking up a 5-pound weight surprised him. Just doing lateral lifts and curls was wearing him out. “I usually do these with 50s” he thought scanning the room. He caught men stealing glances at him. At first, he was embarrassed thinking they were making fun of his effort.
Then, it really hit him. “Oh my God! They were checking me out! They think I’m hot!” he blushed.
After an hour of various exercises, Logan returned to the locker room for another change. The last part of her workout was a half hour of swimming laps in the pool.
Logan swallowed and looked around before just stripping down. He dug into the gym bag and pulled out a plain black one-piece swimsuit “Here’s to something else new”
He stepped into the suit and pulled it up over his legs until it grabbed his crotch, hips and ass. He dipped his right shoulder to pull the straps up, followed by his left. He then had to adjust his boobs. He blushed just a bit as he moved them to make sure the cups held them correctly.
The ponytail now got reworked into a top knot “I hate the feel of my wet hair trailing after me like some squid tentacles, tickling my back when I least expect it” he thought instinctively, just knowing a pet peeve Alex had always had.
The rough feel of the graded concrete on his soft, small feet caught his attention. He stopped by the pool and looked down “I should paint my toenails...it’s been so long” he thought as he climbed into the warm water.
He started off slow for the first few laps, the movements were natural and felt good as he picked up the pace. His feet kicked as his arms pulled him through the water “I’ve always loved to swim. It’s always been my favorite sport. When I went to school, I wish they’d had a swim team” he thought as he continued.
He kick turned; a skill Logan had never even tried before but something that Alex prided herself on being able to do. But as he felt his arms growing heavy and his lungs gasping more, he knew it was time to stop.
Logan exited the pool and dried off, wrapping a towel around her chest as she padded back to the locker room to shower and change.
Showering in the public locker room didn’t bother him a bit, he just wanted to chlorine off his body. He put the bra and panties back on along with the shorts and tee and tennis shoes to drive home.
Coming in first, Alex carried her equipment bag over to the side of the room. She didn’t empty it, but she did make sure it was out of her Mom’s walkway.
She texted Alex’s phone “Are you picking up food on your way home?”
Logan texted back “Yes. I’m thinking KFC”
“Awesome! I’m starving” came back.
Two $20 fill ups were bought and Logan knew Alex would be finishing off 7/8 of it. “I’ll get two pieces and he can finish off the other 14” he thought.
“So how did it go?” Logan asked coming in carrying the bags of food.
Alex grabbed them and started dishing it out immediately “It went fine” she admitted heaping up a plate of food “In fact, the longer it went on, the more I liked it”
“Really?” Logan said taking a piece and some cole slaw “Do tell”
“Well...moving another man when he doesn’t want to be moved. That felt great” she flexed “This body is amazing...so strong and powerful”
“Well I’m glad you’re taking to it” Logan replied feeling butterflies in his stomach at how excited Alex was being him.
“How was work?” Alex asked through a mouth full of food.
“Fine...no problem really. It took me a bit to get used to your type of workout”
Alex laughed out loud “Haha...oh I bet! That scrawny little weak body you’ve got now...” she shook her head.
“But once I got into the water, I felt so right!” Logan admitted “It felt good and natural”
“Whatever” Alex shrugged “Swimming? Nah...no thanks...not anymore for me”
“Well fine then. Be that way. I thought I felt great in the open water” Logan got defensive.
They both looked at the other, their eyes met. What a difference 24 hours can make.
“I’ve got homework” Alex said getting up and leaving quickly.
“Okay...did you take your clothes out of your bag?” Logan asked
“No” came the trailing answer as Alex never broke stride running up the steps.
Logan started laundry and cleaned up the trash. He went to his room and stripped down to shower more thoroughly. He undid his hair and brushed it out as the water heated up.
After the shower, Logan dug into the drawers until he found the bottle of red nail polish. He found the toe separators and propped himself up on the edge of the bed. Using a steady hand, Logan painted his tiny, dainty toes.
Logan flipped on the TV and found an old movie to play in the background as she scrolled through social media and relaxed stretched out on her bed.
Alex had gotten up a bit confused. Confused at how she had reacted, confused at how he was feeling; the excitement in hearing Logan enjoying being, well, her.
He really had enjoyed his time on the practice field and was looking forward to his game on Friday night “I don’t care if she’s in charge. I obviously got the better part of this deal. Maybe we swapped for a reason. Maybe we won’t swap back. Maybe we shouldn’t swap back.
Alex got on his twitter and texted and went through snapchat and Instagram all while doing homework, truly settling in.
“I don’t care if he’s younger. I obviously got the part of this deal” Logan thought as she lay in bed “Maybe we swapped for a reason. Maybe we’re supposed to be like this. Maybe we won’t swap back. I wouldn’t mind that one bit and I don’t think HE would either”
Waking up on Thursday, both of them knew that they were really happy with this switch between them.
“Hey kiddo” Logan said coming into the kitchen as Alex finished breakfast. She was wearing a long, loose tan skirt and a floral blouse along with a pair of tan heels. They had a clunky 2” heel and straps around her ankles. She put her purse down on the table as she made a cup of coffee.
“Hey Mom” Alex replied “Getting bolder in the outfit choice...I like it”
Logan smiled and tossed her hair “Thanks!” she dipped her chin demurely “It’s feeling more natural to me”
“Oh me too” Alex quickly agreed “I can’t wait for practice tonight”
“That’s good honey” Logan replied “You’re so good at what you do. “You’re a natural and you have such a passion for the game. Wherever you go to college, they’re getting themselves a great football player and a great kid”
Their stomachs both flipped the longer Logan talked.
“Mom...thank you. It means a lot to me have your support” Alex said “I know football isn’t your thing; at all, but you’ve always taken me to my games and practices since I was 6. You’re a great Mom. When I go to college, I’m going to miss our talks and just daily interactions”
“Oh I will be texting and calling you all the time! You aren’t getting rid of me that easily” Logan laughed “But your university is going to be the one making sure you eat enough, not me anymore”
Alex patted his stomach and laughed as he got up from the table. “Kyle’s here...I’ll see you tonight”
“Have a good day at school” Logan said before heading out to the garage herself.
Thursday passed easier than Wednesday had. Alex dominated practice, hungry for every hit and Logan cruised through her day at work.
Alex had his meal with the team on Thursday night so Logan stopped on her way home and got herself a salad. She came home to a quiet a clean house and she sat at the kitchen table to unlace her heels.
Logan flexed her toes and felt the cool floor under her bare feet. She put on some music, 80’s and 90s on Spotify and she sang along with every song as she ate and got on her phone.
She was already in some pjs and in bed when she heard her son come in.
Friday morning, Alex sat at the table in his 78 jersey and a pair of shorts, big size 14 sneakers on his feet.
“Do you have a pep rally today?” Logan asked as she came in with a smile on her face, genuinely not remembering if one was scheduled.
“Yeah Mom. This afternoon since tonight’s against Central Tech” Alex replied.
“Rivalry week...I thought there would be” Logan replied making coffee.
Friday meant casual day at her office so Logan was wearing jeans, black flats and a green blouse. “Well I’ll be there to cheer you on and by that I mean embarrass you by yelling too loudly tonight”
“I know you will” Alex said “Central’s got a guy on defense who’s being scouted as well. Scouts are going to be there”
Logan came over and kissed Alex on top of his head and hugged him “You have nothing to worry about. You’re going to do great. I believe in you”
“Thanks Mom” Alex stood up, towering over Logan and they both smiled.
“This is how it should be” Logan said softly.
Alex nodded “I know”
Logan’s heart took off as she watched Alex head out.
Both of them thought about the game that night all day.
Alex was in the zone as he got taped up. A knee brace added to his usual pads as he went into the zone.
Logan arrived in jeans, tennis shoes and a hoodie in maroon and yellow that said Mapleton Tigers Mom on the front with 78 Bryant on the back. She sat with the other Mom’s and fell right into the conversation.
The crowd went wild as Mapleton took the field. Alex heard the crowd and just a quick glance found his Mom in her usual place. Standing and cheering him on.
The Tigers got the ball first and one the first play, Alex pancake blocked his opponent and the running back went for 12 yards.
The player on Central that was also getting attention lined up across form Alex on 3rd down. He rushed and got nowhere near Mapleton’s Quarterback. No one got near the Quarterback all game. There running backs had over 200 yards, running over the left side 80% of the game.
Mapleton won 48-14. Alex had played the best game of his life.
Logan clapped with tears in her eyes, she was so proud and happy. They gave each other a thumb up as Alex left the field.
Alex would be out with his teammates most of the night so Logan headed home.
Alex came in at around 3 and tried to be as quiet as he could be heading to his room. He stopped outside his Mom’s room and just looked at the door “I wish we could stay like this” he whispered.
Behind the door, Logan flipped over in bed and curled up smaller and tighter. She was dreaming. There was a red carpet, she was in a fancy dress and her son was in a nice suit. It was the night of the NFL draft and he was projected to go in the 1st round.
The following morning, Logan woke up early and tip toed around the house keeping quiet. She was wearing black leggings, a white top and white canvas slip ons as she headed out to the stores to run errands. She would return with groceries and other household items a few hours later to find Alex still sleeping.
Alex finally came down starving at around 1. Logan hugged him as he went past “I’m so proud of you! You played so great last night...better than ever before and that’s saying something”
“Haha...I know, thanks” he added as he started going through the cupboards and getting out food. A bunch of us are going out tonight”
“Wow...I’m going out tonight too with some of the girls from the office but I thought I might head to the gym before that” Logan replied.
She spent her time in the pool swimming laps again before coming home to get ready. Alex was gone by the time she got home.
Logan got ready for her night out. She did her hair and makeup and wore a tight black dress and nude 3” heels.
She met her friends at the restaurant as they all went to eat first. “Oh my God Alex! You look amazing! Are you trying to hook up tonight?”
“NO!” Logan blushed “I just never get a chance to wear this dress”
“Damn! Your legs look amazing...your whole body looks amazing in it! In fact, you’ve looked so refreshed this week”
“Thanks...I guess I’ve got a fresh outlook...trying to focus on being happy in my own skin as it were” Logan said feeling happy and proud.
“You look like 10 years younger! I’m jealous!” another friend told her.
The 5 of them laughed all night. They ate and finished 3 bottles of wine over dinner before heading to a nightclub that catered to a crowd more in their 30s and 40s.
Logan’s heels came off as she headed to the dance floor. Whiskey sours were drank. Even though she was hot and sweaty and tired and tipsy, Logan had never had such a good time or felt so free.
They split an Uber ride to each of their homes and Logan carried her shoes inside trying to be quiet.
In the morning, Logan woke up with a slight headache. Some Ibuprofen and water would help. Sitting in her room, she went to her closet where she pulled out a black bag from the back. In it were the clothes she and Alex had been wearing when they had swapped. She had gathered them up and put them aside not quite sure why.
She was sitting cross legged on the floor with the bag in front of her when she heard footsteps in the hall “Hey Logan” Logan called out.
“Yeah Mom” Alex replied instantly.
“Could you come here please?”
Alex opened the door. Logan put her hands down on the ground behind her and smiled up “Hey...how’s it going?”
“Good” Alex said not quite seeing what was in the bag.
“How was your night last night?” Logan asked.
“Good. How was yours?” he saw the heels laying askew in front of the closet.
“Good” She laughed and patted her hand “Come in and take a seat honey. We need to talk”
Alex came and got down on the floor across from his Mom, crossing his legs as well.
“I’m sure you can guess what we need to talk about” Logan said and Alex nodded and dropped his chin to his chest, exhaling.
“Yeah” he replied.
Logan opened the bag and started to take out items. Logan’s huge shorts came out first, then Alex’s torn shirt. Her skirt came out along with his boxer shorts in the same handful. Alex’s panties and her left heel; Logan’s t-shirt, Alex’s bra and her right heel came out last.
“Oh, haha” Alex laughed. “Wow” he moved the items around with his hands “What a difference...it still blows my mind”
“Mine too...I can’t even picture myself being as big as you” Logan said.
“I think you’re like, the size of a little kid to me” Alex chuckled “I have, um, really adjusted to being this size”
“And me to this size” Logan replied. “So, let me just lay it out there. I wished for this and, um, it kind of backfired on me. I was mad at you, selfishly so and I thought if we switched places you could see how hard my life is but you...”
Alex’s jaw dropped “No way! I wished for this too but I didn’t want to say anything! I thought I caused this!”
“Ah! I thought it was just me but now it makes more sense...if we both wished for this, if we both wished that we could switch places...”
“Oh yeah” Alex said “I wanted you to see how hard my life was and how hard it is being a Mom and an adult and a woman”
“And for me it was so you could see the pressure I was under and well, how hard it is to be my size” Logan added. “But you’ve taken to it”
“And you seem quite happy yourself” Alex said.
“Which is why we need to talk” Logan said putting her hands in her lap.
Alex reached out and grabbed the torn apart right black heel. He turned over in his massive hand “I can’t believe my feet were that small” he shook his head and put it down next to his huge foot “And for that long”
Logan reached over and took the shoe away. She slipped her right foot into it and stretched her leg out straight. Even with the torn seams, her foot fit it perfectly. She moved it back and forth “Looks better on me, doesn’t it?”
Alex was silent.
“I don’t want to go back” Logan said. “I’m getting the sense that you don’t either but you’re afraid to say so because you think I’ll be mad that you’re stealing my youth. Well, you’re not. We’re both much happier as we are now and I really want to stay like this. I don’t want to go back to being Logan. I want to be Alex from now on”
Alex looked up, his eyes widening as she talked. He felt his throat tightening and his heart beating faster. He began to fiddle with the gray t-shirt in front of him “I don’t want to go back either. Mom” he looked down, unable to make eye contact “I really thought you’d be mad. I thought I caused this and then I thought you’d make me turn back and I didn’t want to do that” Now he looked up “I have never felt better than I have these last few days as, well, as me”
Alex picked up the left shoe and turned it over in his hands “My whole life, I thought I was happy or it just was what it was. Now I know what it can be. How is it possible that I think I’m supposed to be my own son?”
“Well I think I’m supposed to be my own mother. Or your Mother as the case may be” Logan said sympathetically “I totally get it. I was big man on campus. Literally. But I had offers to go to college on my choice on their dime. I don’t want it. I don’t ever want to be that big ever again”
“I don’t want to be little ever again. I don’t want to be a woman ever again”
“Well I certainly don’t want to be a man again! I love this!”
“And now looking back, I might have hated it but I didn’t know any better until I saw the other side” Alex said.
Logan gathered up all of Alex’s original clothes and pulled them her way. Alex tossed the heel he had been nervously flipping over in his hands onto her pile “But you’re right. I was thinking that you’d want to go back just because of the age difference”
Logan just waved a hand dismissively “And give this up...nope. This is who I’m supposed to be and I truly believe you are who you’re supposed to be now too”
Alex nodded “I believe that too”
Logan grabbed the other shoe and slipped it on. She squeezed the ends of her shoes trying to put them back together. “So I think we should wish again; both of us, to make this permanent”
Alex nodded rapidly while Logan let out a deep breath and shimmied her shoulders and flicked her wrists. “Here goes everything” Logan started “I wish this was permanent. I wish we could stay like this forever; never going back even if one of us even thinks about it. I wish I was fully Alex now and forever”
Alex started right in “I wish this was permanent. I wish we could stay like this forever and never turn back even if one of us just thinks about it. I wish I was Logan now and forever. We’re both happy like this, we both want this to be forever”
They looked at each other for a moment with smiles on their faces before Logan jumped a bit upon feeling a pinch at the back of her foot. She put her foot out to see her shoe repairing itself.
Both of their jaws dropped watching the back seams repair themselves, fixing the tears.
Logan shifted her feet and put her knees up. They were both amazed as they watched the rips through the fronts now close down and appear like nothing had ever happened to them.
Alex picked up the red sleeveless top shocked to see that it was all in one piece once again. They scrambled for the skirt and it too was fixed. Their eyes met once more, the looks of shock mixed with joy and confidence “It worked” Alex said, the new Alex, the permanent Alex said looking up across to her son.
“I know” Logan replied, the new Logan, the permanent Logan replied looking slightly down at his Mom.
Alex peeled off her now tight fitting black heels and she jumped to her feet. Logan followed and they embraced. Logan easily lifted her and spun around with her as she let out a playful squeal.