They got dressed and headed to a group of little gift shops that was just down the street.

Abby saw a nice wool sweater in dark green. "You should get it Mom" Joan said.

"Green is more your color Abby" Abby said.

"I like the cream colored one myself" Joan said, holding it up, her brown hair standing out against it.

"Oooo…that is nice too" Abby replied. "Really brings out your brown eyes"

They got ice cream as a treat and once again, ordered what tasted right to them.

Abby picked up some souvenirs saying they were "for her granddaughters,"

Joan shot her a look but Abby was digging in her purse and didn't seem upset by what she had just said so Joan let it go.

After dinner they walked along the shore of the lake.  It was a warm evening and both were barefoot and in shorts. The water was too cold to swim in, but it felt good as it washed over their feet.

"So do you like my toes this color?" Joan asked, showing off the bright pink.

"Yes, it's growing on me" Abby replied. Her knee was starting to ache after walking on the uneven sand but she wouldn't complain about it.

She was relieved when they decided to head back though; she wanted to go back to the hot tub.

Abby changed into the same black suit she had worn the night before while Joan got out a new suit. Hers was also a black one piece.

Joan stepped out of the bathroom and stood in front of Abby. Their suits were nearly identical; just a basic no frills black one piece but, that though just highlighted how different the bodies that wore them were.

They looked each other up and down wordlessly at first.

"Sometimes I get comfortable…other times, I'm reminded of just how much changed when we changed" Abby said, her eyes focused on her Mom's trim legs, her smooth hips and her fabulous ass. Her flat stomach, her pert breasts, even her firm upper arms.

Joan smiled shyly as Abby's eyes examined her. She even blushed a bit "it is, um, quite a different look" she said.

Abby looked down at herself; her breasts heavier, her stomach softer, her ass lumpier, her legs thicker "it is what it is" she said. "My knee hurts…I need the hot tub" she added.

Joan started off in the pool as Abby just went for the hot tub.

Abby watched Joan do laps and gently float as she enjoyed the heat.

Joan came over and got in the hot tub and Abby got out and went to the pool "I want to swim in this body…got to try out everything" she said to Joan as they switched places.

Abby swam differently. Her bigger arms propelled her more than her legs, her kicks were weaker but soon enough she got into rhythm.

Joan watched fascinated by seeing her old body moving through the water.

Back in their room, Joan sat on the balcony while Abby showered first.

Abby put on the fuzzy robe and slippers while Joan went into shower.

Once again, Abby was asleep by the time Joan got out.

Joan had just opened the door and looked out to see. Knowing Abby was asleep, she came out naked and walked around the room. She stayed naked for quite some time as she was lying on her bed on her phone.

Finally she put on a tank top and panties and fell asleep.

"But…but that's not fair!" Abby said. A sinking feeling of dread filled her. She looked to her Mom but simply saw her standing there shaking her head. "Do something"

"I can’t Mom…it's out of my hands" Abby heard her say.

"No! I can't stay like this forever! You said we would switch back!"

Madame Onyx pointed a bony finger right into her face…

Abby woke up gasping for breath. Her heart was pounding, she was sweating.

She realized she was still wearing the heavy robe. She had fallen asleep in it.

Abby looked at the clock, 2:31 and she had to pee.

She got up and noticed she only had on one fuzzy slipper, the left one. She slipped out of it and dropped the robe on top of her luggage, annoyed. She hiked up her nightgown and yanked down her panties as she sat.

"It was just a dream" she told herself.

She tossed and turned though trying to fall back to sleep.

"Joan. You are now Abby" Joan heard Madame Onyx tell her after her shocking announcement that they wouldn't be switching back. "I have made my decision. Abigail…consider yourself permanently Joan. You are now and will forever be in this body"

They both looked shocked.

Joan woke up and saw the glow coming from the bathroom. She turned over and pretended to sleep. She heard Abby come back to bed. She didn't miss the trips to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but her dream was disconcerting.

Abby woke back up at 5:42 and went back to the bathroom. No dream this time, just the reality of her bladder.

She was able to fall back to sleep though and was happy to see it was after 8:30 when she woke up.

Today was the day they were going to the Casino.

But that was in the afternoon and evening.

They ordered breakfast delivered to their room and they ate as they got ready for a morning hike on the trails around the lake.

Not rugged, they could wear tennis shoes for the hike but it was several miles long.

They set off at a good pace; the views were gorgeous but small talk only went so far so they mostly walked in silence, enjoying the sounds of nature.

Joan walked in front. She wanted to be out front. She wanted to walk pain free. She wanted to show off a bit. She could tell Abby was slowing; just a bit now but it would be more by the time they finished. She knew that body.

At first, Joan had felt guilty, then, a mixture of happy and curious with a bit of just wrong.

Now though, she was enjoying herself more and more.

This body had grown on her. Seeing herself as Abby and Abby as her Mom started out like wearing a Halloween costume. But now, 2 days in, it felt real. Like this was how it should be. She knew her thoughts were converting more and more to Abby's. She was constantly gaining more and more. Job knowledge, memories that had been exclusive to Abby, along with emotions were filling her.

So it only followed in her mind that the same was true for Abby. She was becoming more and more Joan every minute they stayed like this.

She wanted more. Until Abby accepted that she was Joan, it wouldn't be complete. Their dynamic needed to be authentic as Daughter and Mother, not Mother and Daughter.

Abby was feeling the effects of the walk. Her knee was starting to yell at her. Her lungs were not taking in as deep of breaths. Her back was starting to ache. Her Mom had never mentioned a backache but it was there.

She was starting to sweat. Her shirt was starting to stick to her back. She could feel the undersides of her boobs getting slick.

Abby sighed and kept going. She was fighting this. Fighting to retain as much of Abby as she could. But it was fighting an uphill battle.

More and more, she was thinking of herself as Joan. Her self-image was changing and adapting. Her thoughts were changing more and more. Her emotions too. She was thinking of Joan as her daughter. Her job knowledge was slipping. It seemed foreign and confusing to her. Technology itself was getting bothersome. Different thoughts, memories and emotions were constantly coming to her. The physical changes were dramatic and instantaneous, but the mental changes over such a consistent basis was what was really changing them, really making them switch places.

Looking like someone else was like a magic trick or illusion. But thinking, feeling, acting, reacting like them…that's what made a real swap.

It was no longer jarring to see her reflection. Her body was hers. She saw herself in this body in so many memories over the years. She remembered the 60s, 70s and 80s.

The more she walked, the more her knee seemed to fit better. It no longer felt foreign. The more she walked this morning, the more Joan she felt.

Abby was out of breath though as they rounded the last bend. The hotel came into view "Oh thank heavens" she said.

Joan glimpsed over her shoulder and smiled "Almost there Mom; you made it haha"

"Thanks honey haha" she huffed a bit but smiled back.

They stopped at the outdoor deck and sat and had iced tea while they rested.

Back in the room, it was time to get ready for Casino time.

Joan showered first. Abby laid on her bed still recuperating.

The show they were seeing was a Disco review headed by Gloria Gaynor. Joan had wanted to see her in concert since 1978. But now, after all that had happened, her interest just wasn't as high. She was interested in the night still, but for different reasons.

As Joan came out, Abby went into the shower.

Abby hadn't been interested in the concert as part of the initial package but now, she was looking forward to it. She had been humming I Will Survive all morning.

Joan worked on doing her hair and makeup while still wrapped up in her robe.

She went to her luggage and smiled a devilish smile. She pulled out the teeniest little black romper and a pair of 4 inch black heels "Oh. My. God." She said seeing her killer outfit.

Joan joined her at the mirror doing her hair and makeup.

"Quite the pair huh?" Joan said.

"Mm-hmm" Abby nodded.

"We're good like this" Joan ventured out to say.

Abby gave her side eye and sighed putting on lip liner "I'm getting used to us like this" she admitted.

Joan smiled "I knew it"

Abby just raised her eyebrows and continued doing her makeup.

She went to her luggage and brought out the blue and white dress. Short sleeves, just a slight U neck cut, knee length. She brought out nude panties and a bra and a pair of nude open toed 1" block heels.

They both spied the outfits lying on the beds "I can’t believe I was going to be dressed like that" they said in unison.

They looked at each other and Abby made her way to what had been her clothes. She just looked at the romper incredulously, her jaw hanging open "I could never…" she muttered.

Joan went to what had been her clothes "It's so old…" she said "I would never wear…" she muttered as she used her toes to drag one of the nude heels towards her. She slipped her foot in curiously. The heel was roomy, a size bigger than her foot; wider too.

She let her bright pink slender toes peek out the end, her heel well in from the back of the shoe "Huh" she chuckled.

Joan looked up and saw Abby watching intently.

Abby looked at the heels she had packed. A thick, but very high heel with just two straps, one at the back of her toes and another to wrap around an ankle. She looked at her foot.

A bigger, wider foot. Still she slid her lilac toes underneath the front strap.

The heel was a size too small and she looked back at Joan, who gave her a look that combined sympathy, encouragement and embarrassment all in one.

Both of them slipped their feet back out. Abby cleared her throat and blushed. She grabbed up her bra and panties and began to get dressed.

Joan, already in her black panties, put on the romper. It was sleeveless, with a deep plunging cut and high legs that showed off most of her thighs.

"Wow" she mouthed silently. Her stomach was fluttering again. She felt that deep seated need "Oh jeez" she told herself now that her clit was suddenly demanding attention "Later" she promised.

She grabbed her heels and sat in the chair to do them up. Her dainty feet slipped in effortlessly and she did up her ankle straps.

Rising to her feet, Joan stood 5'10" in the heels.

Abby was blushing and flustered. Her fingers were shaking as she clasped her bra. Seeing her Mom no longer fit into her clothes shook her. She turned and nearly gasped but caught her sound in her throat.

Joan was dressed. Joan was gorgeous. "She looks better than me" popped into her mind as she looked her up and down. "You…"

Joan turned. She saw her former body standing there in just a bra and panties. The extra pounds, the extra skin, the extra years.

"You look radiant," Abby admitted.

"Thank you!" Joan said in a very genuine and appreciative voice "I feel great!"

"I bet" Abby mumbled as she put on her frumpy dress.

Joan came over and zipped her up "There you go" she smiled, enjoying being taller once again.

"Thanks" Abby said as she slipped her feet into the nude, low heels; her feet fit snugly in them.

The Casino wasn't busy yet. Joan headed to the bar for a drink while Abby played on the slot machines.

"Joan?!" Abby heard and she turned to see her Mom's friend Rebecca standing there.

She jumped up and they hugged "It's so good to see you! Are you here for the concert too?" Rebecca asked.

"Yes! My daughter and I are spending a few days up here and the concert was one of the main attractions!" Abby replied.

"Oh I'm sure little Miss is just dying to see a Disco queen!" Rebecca joked.

"Yeah I'm sure she's just placating me but who cares…let her do something she doesn't want to do for her Mom" Abby replied.

"Lord knows she takes advantage of you enough" Rebecca said casually.

Abby felt her face heating up. Called out again.

"I think she's getting better about that" Abby said. Rebecca burst out laughing.

"Take off…she's a brat! Or at least she can be one" Rebecca looked around to make sure she wasn't there. "I know, I get it, we overlook our own kids' flaws but…it's pretty obvious"

Abby nodded and smiled "So I deserved this" she thought. She could see Joan at the bar chatting with a bartender.

"Have you eaten yet?" Rebecca asked.

"No…but I need to see if Abby wants to eat" Abby said.

They went over. Joan saw them and she cocked her head "I see you found a friend!" She said "Hello Mrs. Whittier, how are you? It's been a while"

"It has been Abby! You look fabulous!" Rebecca said.

They chatted and Joan declined dinner so Abby went to the buffet with her friend.

They talked about everything, old times that Abby just simply knew the details of off the top of her head. And she had to listen to a lot of passive aggressive insults about herself.

Rebecca wasn't a fan of Abby.

After almost 2 hours, they split up. Rebecca headed off to get to her seats as Abby returned to the bar to collect Joan.

Beyonce was playing loudly and Joan wasn't seated at the bar.

Abby found Joan on the dance floor; glass of white wine in hand as she danced.

Joan felt amazing; better than ever possibly. She had been dancing for the last hour.

No signs of fatigue, eyes on her as she moved this gorgeous body to the rhythm. Her ass popped, her legs and arms coordinated so well to the music. Her hair seductively messed up. She saw her Mom coming her way and she smiled that devilish smile. "Hey Ma…how was the buffet?" She yelled over the din.

Abby was taken aback seeing her moving like she was and singing along at the top of her lungs. "Um, it was fine. We need to get going to our seats"

Joan stomped her foot and Abby grabbed her by the wrist to take her to the concert hall.

Joan giggled and laughed as Abby dragged her away from the bar. Once in their seats, Joan got on her phone until the show started.

Abby hopped right up and started to dance and sing along. Joan stood politely for the opening number, clapping and tapping a foot along before retaking her seat.

Joan watched fascinated as Abby sang along to every song and danced. Danced very differently than before, very differently from the way she had danced to Beyonce and The Weeknd in the bar. "We're really swapped" Joan told herself "There is no denying it after tonight" she added as she recorded her Mom's dance moves on her phone discreetly.

Joan ditched her heels and walked across the several parking lots barefoot carrying her heels in her hand.

"Well that was fun!" Abby announced back in their room with a clap of her hands.

Joan felt second hand embarrassment. "Is that how I actually act? Are those my actions? No wonder she rips on me constantly"

Abby went to shower first. Joan grabbed a handful of tissues and began to mastebate. Right there in the chair.  She slid her romper and panties aside and rubbed herself, slipping in a finger as well, climaxing quickly but satisfactorily.

She was washing her hands when the water shut off. She quickly disposed of the tissues and was waiting her turn when Abby came out.

Abby woke up the following morning shortly before 7. Joan was out and likely would be for a while. She made coffee and read some news. Today was for relaxing. While Joan slept, she headed to the sauna.

Two other ladies around her age were there. Seeing woman with gray hair and immediately thinking of them as her age caught her attention, but only briefly "It's true" she reminded herself as she settled in, embracing the heat and the sweat.

"If I stay in here long enough, maybe I can get down to Joan's weight" was another random thought. She laughed at herself "I give myself permission for today and tomorrow…" she said as she adjusted her thought and reworded it "If I stay in here long enough, maybe I can get down to my daughter's weight"

She shivered despite the heat. Her stomach fluttered in a forbidden way. Thinking of Joan as her daughter "Call yourself Joan…call her Abby for the day…it won't hurt"

She shivered again. She was tingling all over.

She made her way out and got into her bathing suit and headed to the pool for an early morning swim.

"This feels so good" she said to herself as she hit the cool water. Her nipples poked out and she laughed seeing them at attention.

As she swam, a thought came to her "What if we get back there and the shop is gone? Just an empty lot across from the McDonald's"

She kicked "I would be stuck like this"

She went to the hot tub again and eased in.

Joan woke up and saw the room was all hers. She stripped down and stretched out, walking around in the nude. "Oh. Hello" she giggled seeing and feeling her nipples rise up. "I wonder where Mom's at?" She yawned and stretched more, pointing her toes to work out her hamstrings.

She had just put on her robe when the door opened "Oh you're up!" Abby said "I was hoping to go back to the shops today if you don't mind…just a few little things I've been thinking about. I want to pick them up…I just think your girls will like them"

"Okay" Joan said simply "Whatever"

The day passed in a way that neither of them would have thought possible a week earlier. Abby was chatty, Joan quiet and more withdrawn. They acted exactly like each other.

They would both catch the other saying something or just standing in a certain way and they just knew. They couldn't help it. They couldn't stop it. To act any other way would have felt like they were acting, trying to be someone they weren't.

Way back in her mind, a small part of Abby was cringing at every word, at every step "I've turned into my Mother! Literally, I have to be her!" But so much of the rest of her mind was simply acting and reacting as if being Joan was simply natural. She was truly Joan now. Seeing everything as Joan would. Including her daughter.

Joan was cringing too but for a different reason. Hanging out with her Mom in full Mom mode made her relive her teen years. That twinge of embarrassment for her; she had never fully outgrown that stage.

Way back in the recesses of her mind though, Joan watched herself from this outside perspective. Truly seeing herself as Abby saw her. Feeling what Abby felt as so much of her was now Abigail.

Over dinner they talked.

"Today was really fun!" Abby said.

"You really enjoyed it?" Joan asked.

"Yes I did" Abby replied enthusiastically "Part of me doesn't want to leave tomorrow"

Joan nearly spit out the sip of her drink she had just taken. "Really?"

Abby looked at her funny "Well I've had a good time"

"I'm glad to hear that" Joan said. "Maybe I'll keep us like this for a while longer" she thought to herself.

While Abby settled in, Joan took a walk around the lake at dusk. So many feelings ran through her as she walked along the shore in the cool air. Her long brown hair whipped around her face. She knew Abby had changed deeper than she had, but that seemed like the point. Joan had experienced her own change. Her own awakening, her own realizations, her feelings had changed these last few days after being Abby.

Part of her did want to stay. She wanted to go to work again. Use these skills that had been floating around in her.

But, she wouldn't do that. She couldn't. They would switch back tomorrow.

Joan spent a long time outside gathering up her feelings and emotions. By the time she returned to the room, Abby was out.

Joan looked upon her sleeping face for quite some time.

She went into the bathroom to shower.

One more temptation though. She pleasured herself intensely as the warm water ran over her smooth skin. Her hands took their time, delicately probing, relishing in her body.

They got ready at a leisurely pace before checking out. Joan drove.

Back out the winding roads until they hit the byway. There up on the left, they spotted the McDonald's sign and Abby gasped "Ohmygosh!"

Joan laughed at her "What? Did you forget?"

Abby blushed.

"Don't worry Mom…I'm going to stop" Joan said laughing at her.

"I half expected it to not be here. That it vanished somehow" Abby admitted.

Joan went white "I had that same thought! Like it was an illusion or something and we wouldn't be able to even change back"

"I'm so nervous I'm shaking" Abby said sitting back in the seat "What if she refuses?! What if she won't do it?"

"Well we need to go in there and tell her to do it" Joan said "As much as I've enjoyed these last few days, I could never steal your body away from you!"

Abby's expression relaxed slightly but she was walking slowly and cautiously through the gravel as they walked up to the door.

Joan pulled it open and heard tinkling sounds.

The floorboards creaked underfoot, a thin throw rug sat there as Joan looked around the room.

They never heard any footsteps before hearing the raspy old voice behind them "Well look who the cat dragged in?"

Both Joan and Abby jumped and Madame Onyx began to cackle and laugh.

"So how was it? Did you enjoy your time in each other's body?"

Joan smirked and looked away while Abby replied "I definitely learned a lot"

"That’s the answer you think I want to hear. Now tell me your honest answer" Madame Onyx stared Abby down.

"Yes" she said softly and Madame Onyx pretended not to hear her.

"You'll need to speak up"

Abby straightened up and replied much louder "Yes. I actually did enjoy my time like this. I…I didn't think I would and I fought it the first two days but then, something changed in me and, it got, well not just comfortable but comforting"

"So you would accept it if I decided to keep you like this?" Madame Onyx asked point blank.

Abby looked her in the eyes "I would be"

"Good. I needed to hear that" Madame Onyx looked at Joan "Are you ready to switch back?"

Joan smiled "Yes. I think she learned her lesson"

"And you had a good time?"

"The best haha!" Joan laughed.

Madame Onyx reached into her pocket and pulled out the 2 stones.

Abby's heart leapt up in her chest, pounding as Madame Onyx handed the black stone to Joan.

She left her palm open as Abby took the white stone. They looked at each other and closed their hands around them.

When they opened their hands, Abby's stone was now black and Joan's was white.

Madame Onyx plucked them from them. With bony fingers. She placed them together where they fused and glowed a bright blue.

Abby was getting excited as the stones snapped apart and returned to black and white.

It felt different this time. Abby felt her insides roll. She closed her eyes and put her head back as she felt a whirlwind whip around her.

Everything was moving at once. She felt her clothes tighten on her, her shoes pinched.

But more than that she felt her hair spring out. She felt her chin and neck pop. She rotated her thumbs as a weird cramp hit her hands.

She concentrated on the moment at hand. She could feel her body lifting, growing firmer, tightening up. She felt her ass rise up "I'm doing it! It's working now!" She thought as her chest felt lighter, smaller.

Joan felt it too, a roiling sensation that ran throughout her entire body all at once. She felt her clothes loosen but it was at a time when she threw her head back and closed her eyes as a whirlwind rose up around her.

Joan became instantly aware of her belly returning. Her hips and ass and thighs all slipped outward on her "Ohmygod I'm growing. I'm changing" she thought to herself. An ache, a weariness returned and settled in. "I didn't miss my 60s…that's for damn sure" she added as she felt her fingers fluttering.

They both felt a suctioning sensation, like the airflow around them had reversed.

"Abby!" Joan yipped.

"Mom?!" Abby yelled out. Her voice rang out stronger than before.

Then the room was perfectly still.

Both of the women were frozen in place, holding their breath, afraid to move.

Abby exhaled out her nose. She lifted her toes up and slowly lowered them back down. The shoes she had on fit her. They felt comfortable but she was afraid to open her eyes.

She rolled the pads of her thumbs over her nails and her nails felt longer and stronger.

"Do it!" She yelled at herself and Abby opened her eyes.

"Oh thank God!" She exclaimed seeing her Mom standing there in front of her.

Suddenly, she was in motion, slapping, poking, touching, squeezing every part of her own body.

Joan was also assessing the situation in her head. Her right knee felt off. There were aches and pains that she hadn't felt in several days that she now detected again.

Abby had to laugh at seeing her bright pink nails. She didn't mind though. As long as it was her own hands and feet that carried it.

"Mom" she said.

Joan looked up. She too had been checking herself out. All too familiar sights and feelings.

She smiled "Hi honey! Welcome back"

Abby laughed and shook her head. She put her arms out and the two of them embraced.

Madame Onyx cleared her throat and pointed to the 2 stones on the table next to her. "I want you two to take those. Use them again some time and have a good time. It's unlimited now that you have swapped. Mother and Daughter, Daughter and Mother. You two share a bond. You two now share bodies. You can stay for as long as you like as the other. You just need to bring the stones together like I've shown you"

One of them smiled. The other joined and they both nodded feeling an extra strong tingle run through both of them.