Calming herself down enough to put on a good show, she gripped the steering wheel and started off.

"God this feels so strange" she muttered just looking at her hands as she drove. Feeling her right foot work the pedals. Her thicker thighs…the way the seat belt lay between her breasts.

She pulled up to the parking lot at the High school and joined the other Mom's waiting.

"This is my life…this can't be my life! I'm not a Mom! Let alone a wife…think Cindy…you have to think!"

Her mind was running overtime. So fast in so many directions all at once it was impossible to problem solve and concentrate. Cindy's thoughts merged with Maureen's thoughts. Memories were popping up…significant ones mixed with stupid ones.

Before she knew it, she saw her son coming towards her car.

14 years old, a freshman in High School; he was joking and talking with two other boys who she instantly knew. He opened the trunk and tossed his equipment bag in.

"Take those dirty cleats off before you get in my car," Cindy said.

She was shocked. That response had been so automatic, so Maureen. And it had just come right out so fast.

"I already did…God Mom…you don't have to tell me that every single time I get in the car"

Nate said.

Cindy saw he had slides on along with his practice uniform "How are Johnny and Hunter doing?" She asked, noting the two kids he had walked up with.

"Hunter sucks bro…he can't hit" Nate said "No cap…he's gonna get cut"

Cindy backed out. They talked about practice some more and how school had gone; he had a test in French…an assignment in World History.

By the time she got home, Cindy realized how natural the conversation had been.

Nate jumped out and went right in as she pulled into the garage.

A new arrival. A house she had never been in, yet had lived in for the last 15 years all at the same time.

She walked in. Stepping into the kitchen and looking around with the Cindy part of her brain taking in everything. Every smell, every inch of the room.

She slipped off her shoes automatically and walked slowly through the house. Her daughter and husband weren't home. Nate would go to his room and wouldn't emerge for a while and he was on the second floor.

Her bedroom and master bath were on the first. She walked through the living room taking in details like how her body moved. The sound of her footfalls.

Cindy got to her bedroom and was surprised by the flood of emotions that suddenly washed over her. The Maureen memories and feelings.

After standing stunned momentarily, she closed the door behind her.

Cindy looked down at herself and took a deep breath, steeling herself.

Off came the scrub top. Off came her bra.

She looked at her hand holding her bra. She let herself take in everything…the size of the bra, the rougher hands and short, plain nails but yet the way all of her muscles responded were perfectly normal.

She tossed them aside and looked down "Oh God" she murmured as she slipped her hands beneath her large and sagging breasts.

The slicker feel of the skin on the underside caught her attention. She lifted them into the position she thought they should be at: High and straight, her nipples pointed out. Like what her own breasts looked like albeit on a smaller scale.

She ran her hand over her soft belly feeling the give to it yet surprisingly, it was firm too.

Looking past, she pulled off her socks with her stubby toes doing the work.

The gold polish was there. Her feet looked so different from her own; thicker soled with short toes.

She shook her head and steeled herself once more as she took off her scrub pants and panties in one fell swoop.

Cindy closed her eyes tight feeling the coolness on her bare legs. A deep breath as she put her hands on her ass.

"Bigger…definitely bigger but strong. I have to think positively. My legs are thicker but they're muscular. This body is on its feet and legs all day at work…I'm healthy. I know Maureen doesn't have any health issues so at least there's that" she reassured herself.

She looked at her big thighs and then down to her fuller calves "This body is just so different than my own"

She craned her head all around and used mirrors to get as full of a look at herself as she could.

Then, it hit her. Something different. Just how unique her situation was "I'm in another woman's body…how many people can actually see and know how someone else lives or feels or moves or sees and smells. Look at the bright side. You're still a woman. You're not hideous. You're older…your body isn't as hot but…it could be so much worse"

She examined her most difficult part to process.

Looking down she noticed a faint scar running along the width of her abdomen. A Mom FUPA greeted her. Maureen was shaved.

"I'm a fully functional woman in her mid 40s" Cindy said to herself as her fingers gently touched lower causing an instant, intense tingling "Fuck! I'm fucking turned on!"

A moral debate opened with a million different arguments but her body won out "once again…I will never again have the opportunity to experience how another woman feels during an orgasm if I don't do this"

Cindy still debated with all of her feelings and finally, standing in front of her mirror, she slipped two fingers on her right hand inside her while her left began to rub her clit.

"Oh fuck that feels sssssoooooo good!"

Her knees buckled. It was entirely a new sensation for Cindy yet so familiar

She continued rubbing, enjoying the sensations that rocked through her body.

She stepped back to the edge of her Queen bed and sat on the edge. She added a third finger, gasping as she hit new spots that brought on additional tingling.

She was moaning and pursing her lips tight as her pace picked up. "Don't stop…don't stop…Mmmmmmmm" she uttered softly.

Her tits jiggled and bounced as she got more into it. Her hips started to jerk as she got closer to climax.

Cindy felt sweat break out on her forehead first but then her whole body slicked down as she heated up.

Then, she tensed up. Cindy felt an absolutely tremendous build up before she came in a rapturous orgasm. Euphoric in its release, her entire body rocked. Her toes pressed down as she bit her lower lip to stop a scream.

"Oh God…ohmygosh…" it took her a moment to get composed.

Cindy grabbed her discarded panties to clean herself off, she was still shaking and trembling.

She made her way to the shower. "Damn…I may not look the same but that felt good"

Her thoughts started to move to her husband Dan.

She stepped in and took her time washing her new body, taking notice of all kinds of small details and quirks. Memorizing her hands.

Cindy had spent a lot of time, effort and money on her hands and feet and now. They weren't anywhere near up to her standards. The euphoria of her orgasm was wearing off and reality was setting in hard.

"I'm 15 years older. I'm like 40 pounds heavier…I have no free time. Everything I think about is just another obligation. Work, kids, house, husband, so many things with and for my kids…"

She paused. "Oh no…get that out of there. Not my kids! Her kids…I didn't push those two out of…"

Her mind contradicted itself. Very vivid memories of being pregnant twice. Two C-sections. So many Maureen memories and emotions flooded her. Her brain started rewiring itself. Being a Mom was becoming part of her whether she wanted it to or not.

"Fuck" she said as she dried off, slightly disturbed as her mind vacilated back and forth. "It is my body insofar as I am currently using it. But it's not! I don't look like this! I'm not Maureen! I mean I am but….GRRRRR!"

Frustrated, she brushed out her hair and went into the bedroom. She knew where to find everything and she put on fresh underwear, flannel lounge pants and one of her husband's tee shirts.

She saw she had a text from Dan saying he was picking up dinner on his way home. "At least I have that" she thought as she crawled onto her bed and put her legs out in front of her.

She crossed them at the ankles. Thicker legs, broader feet, short toes.

She got back up and went to the bathroom. She found what she was looking for and sat down to take off the gold nail polish. She repainted her toes black and painted her fingers too in an act of defiance.

Maureen smiled at her reflection. She was completely nude in front of a full length mirror memorizing every last little detail she could find about her new body.

She had tried on swimsuits, bikinis, the tightest jeans she could find along with tight sweaters, low cut tops and other items.

Now she examined herself from head to toe. "I don't want to question how this happened but this is absolutely me now" she told herself.

Maureen concentrated on the Cindy part of her brain, trying to coax it out, wanting that voice; those emotions and thoughts to dominate.

She could blink her eyes and know exactly how to do her makeup or hair as Cindy. But she wanted her confidence. She wanted her striving attitude.

Maureen turned on her heel. She went back to the closet and found a navy blue halter dress which she paired with a pair of bright red heels.

Playing around, she did her makeup and hair, just finishing up when she heard her door unlocking and opening "Thomas!"

She smiled and spun, rushing to him, tip toeing in her heels.

Thomas saw his girlfriend completely decked out on a random Tuesday night. "Hey Cindy…I got your text" he chuckled, a confused look on his face "Should I ask why you're all dressed up?"

Maureen pressed her body up against him, throwing her arms around his neck as she lifted up, yearning to taste his kiss.

After a full kiss that gave her tingles, she said "You will NOT believe the day I have had"

"Um okay" Thomas replied.

"Just seeing you makes it better. I'm where I need to be now" she added with a flirtatious smile.

She eased back and gave him a look he knew well. He laughed "Give me a minute okay"

Maureen bit her lower lip seductively as her boyfriend kicked off his shoes. She did a slow walk backwards, beckoning him. Her eyes, her lips, her whole body expressing what she wanted.

Maureen couldn't remember the last time she was this horny, this worked up and wanting it this bad. Maybe she had never felt her sexuality this strongly before. Her whole body was on fire.

"Focus…just fucking focus on this moment. Right here, right now…get fucked"

Maureen hadn't come close to thinking like this in probably over 20 years. Suppressing Maureen's voice, enhancing Cindy's.

Maureen kicked off her heels and felt the cool tile beneath her soft soles. She danced slightly, bouncing as Thomas now came toward her.

He swept her off her feet "Ohhh!" She exclaimed as he lifted her up and easily swung her legs up and carried her to the bedroom.

Maureen giggled and kissed his scruffy cheek; just the right amount of stubble.

Thomas placed her down at the foot of the bed and took off her dress. He wasn't surprised that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

As he quickly undressed, Maureen's eyes danced over his firm, strong chest and arms. She kissed him deeply on the lips, forcing him to continue kissing her as he took off his pants.

Her hand flew to his erect dick and she wrapped her hand around it. She was melting inside, her excitement was building every second. Her nails clicked as she gave him a playful tug.

They kissed as they ran their hands over each other. Maureen loved the feel of his strong hands on her lithe body just as much as she was loving the feel of his hard body underneath her hands.

A squeeze of his bicep, pressing her hands on his back before running them lower to grab his ass and hold on as he kissed her neck.

Thomas was kissing her breasts, caressing them as she sat on the edge of the bed.

He backed up enough to give her mouth access to his 8 inches.

She opened her mouth and took him in, giving him a few sucks to warm him up even more.

She would have time later to linger on things like this, right now, she just needed him inside her.

Thomas smirked as Maureen purred "I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me"

Thomas took out a condom and rolled it on as Maureen got up, turned around and got on her knees on the bed.

Thomas took her from behind. Maureen gasped and moaned in pleasure as he entered her tight pussy.

She braced her arms and got in rhythm with his thrusts "Deeper…harder…mmmmm" she called out.

Thomas pumped her hard but she kept trying to get him even deeper "Come on…yeah. Yes! Yes!" Her toes curled as she felt an astonishing orgasm build up.

It started in her chest. She felt it run down her spine, throughout her entire body as her fingers and toes went numb.

She screamed in pleasure as she came.

She felt her pussy tighten on Thomas's dick just as he stiffened and ejaculated.

She rose up on her knees, keeping him inside her as warmth washed over her. She didn't want this to end.

She was out of breath and her mouth had gone dry. She laughed gleefully. She sensed something inside of her changing as she came, she just simply felt more like Cindy for lack of a better word.

She reached behind her and grabbed her boyfriend's ass and held him in as long as she could.

She felt him shrinking down inside her and he smirked "We will take our time next time. I needed that so bad" she told him as he finally slipped out of her and they came apart.

Maureen stood on tiptoes and kissed her deeply again before she sauntered to the bathroom, fulfilled yet yearning for so much more.

Cindy heard a car pull in and the back door open. Her husband and daughter were home. "Great. The whole family together under one roof" she sarcastically said to herself as she got up.

She smelled chicken as she walked down the hall to the kitchen. She was purposely trying to bring the Maureen part of her mind forward now. She didn't want to but she felt like she had to if nothing else but to keep herself calm and grounded through what was really a surreal encounter. Pretending to be someone's wife or mother.

Rotisserie chicken, potatoes and a salad were being set out by her husband while her daughter Taylor got out plates and utensils.

"Hey Mo" Dan said casually, not even really looking at her.

"Hey" she said softly. She automatically got drinks for all 4 of them.

"Hey dumb ass! Food!" Taylor yelled to her brother.

"How was practice?" Cindy asked Taylor.

"Eh…you know I hate conditioning"

"I know but soccer is a year round commitment" she said.

Taylor just rolled her eyes.

Taylor was 17 and played both soccer and basketball. At 5 '10, she truly preferred basketball and she was better at it, it came naturally to her whereas soccer had always been more of a grind.

Cindy was a bit shocked at how much taller her own kid was than her. But her husband was 6'4 so she saw where she got it.

Routine. Everything was part of a routine Cindy realized. Dinner. Cleanup. Homework and wind down. Bed. Then get ready and work and repeat. Endlessly. "No wonder she wanted out. She's craving something like my life"

Dan noticed her fingers right away "I don't think you've painted your fingernails in 15 years"

Both kids teased her relentlessly for a few minutes "I was bored. I didn't have the best day today okay" she said.

The kids still went at it but Dan just gave her a nod. He shut the kids down.

She didn't dare say anything about the gym. He would never believe her. Cindy didn't even know if she believed it. Had it happened? Was she in some parallel universe? She got on her phone after dinner while the TV was on in the background. She knew Maureen usually got on her social media at this point in the night. She scrolled through it, reacting like she should.

Cindy was on the couch and Dan came and sat at the other end. He had his phone out, and a basketball game was on.

She jumped a bit as he took her foot in his hands and began to massage it. "Oh!" She shivered a bit. It actually felt really good.

Cindy closed her eyes and let herself relax at least a little bit as she got her feet rubbed.

Dan massaged her calves while he was at it and a slight smile emerged despite herself.

Their daughter went through to the kitchen. Their son came in and talked about sports and video games.

It was all a familiar blur to Cindy.

She was exhausted. She excused herself and went and brushed her teeth and crawled into bed.

She was lying there when Dan came in. He had finished a load of laundry and put it away before he crawled into bed with her. "Wow. I now find laundry is foreplay" she thought to herself as he spooned in behind her.

His hand rested on her right hip. She could feel him up close to her back and that feeling returned. "I wonder…" she thought.

"Should I fight it? I do wonder what it feels like…I could have sex as a different woman. It won't hurt anything right? He sees me as his wife…so it's not cheating" Cindy's hand ventured back. Dan was just in boxers so her hand easily slipped in through the fly.

She heard him chuckle and say "oh" as his hand came off her hip and moved to her right breast.

Cindy smiled "Fuck it…just do it" she told herself

She turned to face him and they kissed, their tongues fluttered as she sucked on his lower lip playfully.

Dan's left arm wrapped around her and held her tightly as they kissed, exploring a bit.

Cindy was warming up quickly once she made up her mind to do it.

She pulled her tee shirt off as Dan slid her pants and underwear off in one motion as she lifted her hips.

He got on top of her and kissed her neck. Then he moved down to her breasts, then over her stomach until he spread her thighs apart.

Cindy shivered as his mouth went to work in combination with his right hand. His left hand squeezed her ass as his tongue and gums rubbed her clit and his right hand worked inside.

Her own hand came down and joined in.

Cindy broke out in a sweat. She squirmed in pleasure and moaned out "Mmm Dan…yes…that feels so good"

Her legs quivered as she tensed up feeling an incredibly strong excitement building in her.

Dan made a quick move up and as he kissed her, she tasted herself on his lips as he penetrated her.

Cindy's eyes opened wide and she moaned out as her husband began to thrust inside of her.

His full 8 inches rocked her back and forth as she moved her hips in rhythm "I'm not going to last long" she told him "I'm so fucking ready"

"Just go" he told her.

Her right hand rubbed her clit as he pounded her "Harder…deeper" she said "oh I'm so close i…." Cindy bore down and clenched her jaw as an intense orgasm rocked her entire body.

Her toes curled, her hands balled into fists and sweat broke out all over as every muscle tensed as she came.

She was smiling and giggling as she said "Come inside me baby…I want to feel you come inside me"

A few moments later, she felt him tense up and she felt his ejaculation hit deep inside her and fill her.

There was a certain look that Dan knew he only saw in her eyes after sex. He saw that distinctive loom in Cindy's eyes.

She kissed him as their eyes met. Both were a bit winded as he settled down.

Cindy felt him shrinking down inside of her and she squirmed as he popped out of her.

Dan was ready with his boxers in hand to put between her legs as he came out.

The boxers caught his excess and Cindy got up and made her way to the bathroom holding them in place to keep the mess to a minimum.

As she sat there, she couldn't explain a feeling that was coming to her. She simply felt more Maureen like.  It simply washed over her and she shivered.

Cindy closed her eyes and replayed what she had just done.

Now the little things that had been lost in the moment came to her.

The jiggling her body had done while in motion. The way her arm pressed into her soft stomach as she rubbed her clit. The way her breasts shook and moved with their larger size. "I'm so confused" she admitted.

She went back into the bedroom and put her panties and tee back on. She crawled into bed and curled up with Dan. She was exhausted and needed to sleep.

Cindy's eyes fluttered as she moved about in bed. She felt so tired, so much so that she felt heavier, even moving was going to take effort.

She realized she was on her back, her right leg up on top of the man next to her "Thomas" she thought as her hand went to her leg.

Cindy's eyes popped wide open and she gasped, jolting to fully awake as her breathing increased and her heart pounded suddenly.

Her hand felt around her big full thigh "That's not my leg! It's too big! It's…Ohmygod! It wasn't a dream! I'm her! I'm actually still her"

She put her chin to her chin and even in the dark, she could make out her body.

"What am I going to do? I'm a nurse now! I somehow have over 20 years on nursing experience in me now…fuck me!"

Her hands went to her soft stomach; flat while she was lying down, but still soft.

Her mind ran. It was close to the time her alarm would be going off anyway so she got up.

Something as simple as swinging her legs out and putting her feet on the ground had a novelty to it. She felt the short carpet beneath her feet as she stood and walked around the bed to their master bedroom.

A slight jump as she saw her face reflected back; puffy, still not quite used to it.

She went through her routine, brushing teeth, showering, pulling her hair back into a tight ponytail and getting dressed in burgundy scrubs.

"Absolutely no hope of dressing up for work" she reminded herself as she grabbed her socks and shoes.

"God Damn black ankle socks" she grumbled as she made her coffee to go and sat at the dining room table to put on her socks and shoes.

Her toes were now painted black but that wasn't helping Cindy with the sight of them.

Cindy loved her long toes and smooth feet; now, she was stuck with these. Short stubby toes on stocky, rough feet. She tried to spread her toes and they barely moved.

Cindy could only shake her head and tie her shoes "Tonight at the gym. We're going to have a talk. This shit has already gone on too long"

Maureen awoke with a start "ohmygosh!" She thought as her eyes opened. Even blinking felt differently to her. Her eyes felt different; larger and with longer lashes. An immediate excitement bubbled up in her as she knew she actually was Cindy.

Her hands flew to her chest and she grabbed her small breasts in her hands and she gave them a confirmation squeeze. She wanted to squeal and kick in absolute joy. But Thomas was still sleeping next to her.

She rolled easily on her side and nibbled his ear playfully before slipping out of bed.

With a bounce in her step, she went to her bathroom.

The absolute joy she felt upon seeing her reflection couldn't be expressed in words, just in her delighted, smiling face and the butterflies in her stomach.

"Hello!" She said, her voice full of elation as she looked down at herself. She lifted, spread, and wiggled her toes as she bounced happily.

She tied her hair up and brushed her teeth. She showered and took her time.

She loved how she felt; mentally and physically completely changed. Maureen actively shot down the thoughts that came through in that older voice, she didn't even want to hear it in her head "I need to concentrate on being Cindy if I want to convince everyone that there's nothing off. I can't get distracted by anything else" she justified it to herself.

Thomas slept away as she went to her closet, the possibilities were endless "I want to wear everything in here" she thought.

She picked out her outfit and underwear. She put on the black panties and a nude bra "So much smaller! I love it!" She thought, still smiling.

She put on her blue sweater and her black skirt and headed back into the bathroom to do her hair and makeup.

Maureen never did either. She didn't bother with them in her old body and profession. "But I'm not Maureen anymore" she told herself. She applied her makeup flawlessly and got her hair to her liking before heading to her room for the final pieces.

Black socks in her hands she sat down and wiggled her toes wildly before encasing them for the day. She was smiling as she put on a thin pair of socks.

That was when Maureen grabbed the boots. Black leather and knee high; something she could never wear before with her thick calves but not a problem now with this body and these legs.

Zippers down, her feet slipped in easily before she zipped back up "Oh God these feel good and I look so fucking hot in them! They're even a bit loose on my legs! I fucking absolutely love having this body!"

Maureen headed to work focusing solely on Cindy's skills.

Doing that made her day easy. She knew everything she needed. People's names and faces, passwords, projects she was working on; they were all right there as if this had always been her life.

Cindy also focused on Maureen's voice and thoughts. She had to or else someone would get hurt and she would get fired.

But the Maureen memories and thoughts easily come forth and Cindy was now a nurse.

Only a few times throughout the day did she stop, a bit freaked out at just how naturally she was performing complex duties she would never have believed that she would ever do.

Cindy didn't want to admit it, but she was enjoying herself as she worked.

By the end of the day, she was tired but a new drive kicked in thinking about going to the gym.

She pulled into the parking lot and felt a rush of heat wash over her "No" she whispered. Her Jeep wasn't there.

"Fuck! She better show up!" Cindy thought as she got out and went inside.

She changed into workout clothes keeping one eye on a door that never opened.

She sighed and headed to the track.

Cindy jogged a half a lap and started to feel it so she slowed down to a walk.

She completed her laps and went to the equipment where she immediately felt overwhelmed. She got on a stationary bike and rode a few miles at a very modest pace.

Cindy was getting upset and nervous as she went back to the locker room: Maureen hadn't come.

She sent a quick text not wanting to sound desperate 'Hey missed you at the gym today. Hope everything is good 🙂'

Cindy couldn't delay though, she had to pick up her daughter from practice.

Cindy got back in her SUV and drove to the high school.

Once she got there she saw her daughter Taylor and her friend Annie talking. They both came towards the car.

"Can you take Annie home? Her brother was supposed to pick her up but he's stuck in traffic"

"Of course I can take her home..hop in!" Cindy replied.

"Thanks Mrs. Adams!" The petite blonde exclaimed as she got in the back seat.

"It's no problem…it  takes me back to taking you home after soccer games when you two were 4" Cindy said and the girls laughed.

Cindy dropped Annie off at her house and headed home. She checked her phone but had no new messages so she could only shake her head.

Cindy kicked off her shoes and started making dinner.

Dan came in just minutes later. They gave each other a quick kiss and started to talk about their days as he helped her cook.

Routine. Cindy was just doing what needed to be done and what felt right.

Maureen smiled as she finished up her day at work. She had absolutely no intention of going to the gym. Instead, she was going out for a few drinks with some of her co-workers.

The day had gone by very smoothly  perfectly if you would have asked Maureen.

Now, she jumped in her Jeep and drove right past her gym on her way to the bar.

She laughed long and hard seeing that crappy SUV waiting in the parking lot so pathetically.

Drinks started out the night but soon she was more interested in dancing.

"God I love how my body moves and feels and looks!" She felt intense tingling as she danced.

She checked her phone and with a smile, left the message unopened.

She let her hair fly wild in the air. With her increased stamina and energy, she wasn't wearing down or getting tired; she was getting turned on.

Maureen's thoughts turned to Thomas. She texted him to make sure he was at her apartment waiting before she wrapped up her evening and went home to him.

Maureen strutted through the door and apartment, stalking down Thomas. Her body was on fire. She needed and wanted him.

To surprise him, she gave him a smile and dropped to her knees in front of him, whipping out his rapidly hardening dick and taking it in her mouth.

"Oh Jeez" was all he managed to say as she looked up at him, maintaining eye contact as she gave him a blow job in the hallway.

As Maureen worked her boyfriend up and down, she closed her eyes and actively shoved against the Maureen part of her mind. Trying to suppress it further and further down. She could feel him tense and then, as he shit his load down her throat, her eyes fluttered.

Much like the first time he came for her, she felt a sensation rock through her, a sensation that clearly told her she was becoming more Cindy. She simply felt more Cindy like.

She cleaned him off and stood up, kissing him full on the lips afterward.

While he recovered, she undressed and drank down a bottle of water. She lay next to him on the couch just gently touching him as they talked.

Once she saw some newfound stirring, she was ready for the main event. She straddled him and rode until she was satisfied.

The tingling returned. "Every time, every day, every second, I'm turning more and more into Cindy" she reassured herself.

After she knew the original Cindy would be asleep, she texted 'Hey sorry I missed you. Everything is still going good. No reason to worry, we'll talk soon'

Maureen managed to avoid her former body until the weekend.

They both continued through the rest of the work week diving deeper and deeper into the other's life. More thoughts and reactions and emotions became natural to them.

On Saturday morning, Maureen awoke to a knocking on her door.

Thomas was not there. They had their fun last night but he had a commitment and had gotten up early and left.

Maureen groggily made her way to the door.

She had to smirk seeing her old body standing there waiting to come in.

Cindy was wearing black leggings, black Nike and an Army green top. "You haven't replied to my texts. I was getting worried so I thought I would just come and see you in person" she said.

Maureen, in just panties, socks and a Star Wars tee shirt, stepped aside to let her in.

"Yeah come on in" Maureen mumbled.

"It's my apartment" Cindy hissed "you're in my body in case you forgot" she added.

Maureen gave her a look of disgust and not caring "Yeah, well established. Don't know what we're going to do about it"

Cindy sat down and took off her shoes and socks, she pointed at Maureen's feet "Take those off right now and give them to me" she ordered.

Maureen sighed. She felt a bit cornered. She had avoided it the first night.

She sat down and stared Cindy down as she peeled her socks off. Taking a quick glance at Cindy's stubby black painted toes "Aw. You tried to recreate your old feet"

Maureen's toes were also still black, she was planning on getting a pedicure in the afternoon.

Maureen smiled. Seeing Cindy's feet made her realize how much she had already changed. Those feet looked foreign to her. Vaguely familiar at best.

She threw her socks at Cindy "Fine. Put them on but I don't think it's going to happen"

Cindy caught one but the other dropped between her feet to the ground. "We'll see" she said, pulling her leggings up to her knees, exposing thick, pale calves.

Maureen took the black ankle socks when Cindy slapped them into her hands and just looked at them, formed to foot shape from being worn over, she exhaled and slipped them on.

They felt odd on her feet. She wiggled her long toes inside them, feeling the warmth still from Cindy.

Cindy's heart was pounding in anticipation of getting her body and life back. She pulled the silly novelty socks on. One was red ketchup, the other was yellow mustard. She remembered buying these. She looked down at them as seconds passed.

More time passed.

Maureen cleared her throat but Cindy didn't look up.

Cindy started to get nervous but she wouldn't give the other woman the satisfaction.

Maureen stood up and folded her arms "So when or what are you waiting for? I don't feel a Goddamn thing"

Cindy suppressed tears. She pursed her lips and pressed her tongue against her teeth "Come on you stupid fucking things! Work! Change us the fuck back!" Her mind was screaming, pleading to feel the tingling in her toes.

"You can keep my socks. It doesn't matter" Masaid in a pitying, mocking tone "It's not going to happen. Deal with it. We switched places. I don't know why but it happened and it doesn't seem like we're supposed to switch back. Sit there as long as you want. You woke me up…I'm going to go shower" Maureen made sure to sway her hips as she walked out of the room in triumph.

Once clear of Cindy's sight line, Maureen did a quiet victory dance as she listened for any movement in the next room.

Cindy sat there dejected "I don't know what to do" she thought despondent "It didn't work. We didn't change back"

Eventually, she managed to get up. She looked around and walked out. She sat in her car crying for a long time.

Maureen showered. She looked out the window and saw the SUV sitting there as she got ready. She came out to her Jeep to go to her appointment at the salon. She waved goodbye as she drove off yet again, laughing her ass off once she was down the street.

For Cindy, it was time to examine herself and assess her life as Maureen. She sat there working things through in her head. "I'm not going to give up. I will switch again!" was the overriding thought "I will be the best version of this while I bide my time. I will make this work"

Over the following days, Cindy realized that she was now Maureen and Maureen knew that she was now Cindy.

They simply felt themselves settling in deeper and deeper in more fundamental ways.

The reflection was no longer jarring but what was expected. A novelty wore off and life simply was lived.

Maureen still smiled often and over many things. Everything from picking out her outfits, noticing guys looking at her, running a full marathon, and having Thomas adore her made her happy.

Cindy adapted. In time, more and more things made her smile, especially her kids. They became her life. Her pride and joy. She always wanted Taylor to enjoy soccer more than basketball but she got used to the fact that her daughter was simply better at basketball.

She got used to her kids being taller than her. Her husband made her smile. He made her happy. She knew she was loved and appreciated.

It wasn't what she expected. The sudden turn in her life couldn't be explained but she got over it.

The days became weeks, the weeks became months, the months became a year.

…

Cindy rarely even thought of her old life. A song or a certain smell might jolt a memory now and then but for 99% of the time she was just simply Maureen.

The original Maureen had switched gyms about a month after the failed sock experiment and they hadn't seen each other.

Until that Saturday…

A year had just passed by about 3 days earlier.

Cindy was in Target picking up some supplies when she came into the main aisle and froze.

There, frozen in front of her was her original self.

"Oh…Hi!" Maureen said awkwardly.

"Hi…wow…it's been a while" Cindy replied suddenly self-conscious.

"Yeah…it's been a minute" Maureen said. She was wearing a white blouse, black skirt and black flats. It took her a moment but she started to smile "You changed your hair…you, you look like you lost weight" Maureen remarked seeing her old self again after so much time.

"Yeah…I did" Cindy replied. She had gone with a different hairstyle and had some highlights put into it "I've lost about 10 pounds and hey…I finished my last 5K in under 30 minutes"

Maureen was surprised and proud "That's awesome! Good for you"

They chatted, small talk really.

Maureen smiled and nodded. Part of her missed her old life. She still loved having this body and life but if she were being honest with herself, life as Cindy was busy, hectic even at times and seeing her old body made her wish for a simpler life.

Cindy was having trouble mustering up her old desire to switch back. She found as she talked, she really didn't want to go back anymore. She really had made peace with it.

It was just awkward for both of them but they both found their reasons to break away and go on about their business.

"Glad that's over" They both thought as they walked away.

Cindy was on her way to her daughter's soccer practice. It was late in her senior season and today's practice was parents versus kids.

Cindy was one of only 3 parents who could keep up running with a bunch of high school girls.

But afterwards, her feet were killing her and she took off her socks and shoes as she sat on the bleachers and had ice cream with the other parents and kids.

Most of the girls were running around, joking with one another. They had taken off their socks and shoes and were messing around on the field.

Cindy grabbed her socks and shoes and slipped them back on her feet as she got ready to leave.

Taylor and Annie grabbed their stuff and jumped into the car. Annie was spending the night and the two girls talked the whole way home.

They were going to go outside once they got to the house so they both put their socks and shoes back on as they rode home.

Pulling into the driveway, Taylor hopped out "I'll be right back outside…I've just got to run in for a sec!"

Annie just smiled as she pulled on her left sock. "Yeah…no hurry. I'm not going anywhere" she said suddenly shivering as the oddest sensation washed over her.

Cindy had just turned off her car when she shivered from head to toe and felt an odd, yet somehow familiar sensation. She looked over her shoulder in time to see Annie's confused look.

"Here we go again" Cindy said to herself knowing what was about to happen.