Dan got the car and brought it to the door so Joan didn't need to put her shoes back on. She did a quick hop from the door to the car.

Abby drove herself home to her Condo. Two drinks and a night of loud music had worn her out. Once she got home, she undressed and showered, never once thinking about her being in a different body. Thinking back on the night, she focused more on the fun she had, dancing and laughing.

She got ready for bed, putting in her nightgown and brushing her teeth. She fell asleep fast.

Joan, on the other hand, didn't go to bed for awhile.

The kids were asleep and once the babysitter left, she attacked her husband mischievously.

She giggled as they kissed passionately in the living room.

Her dress was coming off as she undid his shirt and pants. She had taken her hair down and she shook it out. They couldn't get enough of each other. Their hands and mouths worked nonstop until Dan's big dick started doing the work right on the living room floor.

Finally satisfied, they laughed and rolled around like kids. Playful and flirty.

Joan snuck into the bathroom and cleaned off along with Dan. He left and went to the kitchen and was drinking a glass of water when Joan came in and smacked his bare ass.

She took the glasses from his hand and finished it off.

Everyone laid low on Sunday and Monday brought the routine of the week.

Joan got up and got ready for work.

Abby was babysitting her granddaughters so she too was up early.

Joan, once again, simply dressed up more. A gray and black herringbone skirt, black top and black booties. Her hair just effortlessly down, pulled back with one simple clip to give her some layers.

When Abby arrived so Dan could leave, she was in khaki pants and a light blue top with tan slip on shoes.

"There's my dance partner" Abby teased.

"Haha…you do love to dance" Dan acknowledged as Abby did a little shuffle and arm movement while laughing, dancing her way across the room as her granddaughters laughed at the kitchen table.

Joan did her job flawlessly.

Abby managed her schedule.

Monday flowed into Tuesday and then into another normal Wednesday.

A little after 6 on Wednesday evening marked 4 exact days.

Nothing happened.

Joan went on with her dinner with her husband and kids.

Abby was relaxing in the bathtub when the moment arrived.

Her eyes were closed, her lips pursed, a look of relaxation mixed with concentration.

Her legs went straight and her feet pressed up against the far side of the tub as she bore down. She needed that extra stability as she neared climax. She could feel it coming; so tantalizing and close.

Her right hand picked up speed and pressed down harder. Her left hand gripped the rim of the tub. A spasm and she froze and felt the sweet release of her orgasm.

She put her head back and laughed, satisfied and content at the moment. She jerked a few times at her own sensitivity as she lay back and relaxed looking up at the ceiling.

Eventually, she got out as her water was merely tepid. Abby got into a pair of pj's and made herself a sandwich to eat while she read.

Both women woke up on Thursday and continued their week.

It was a little past 10 o'clock. Abby was restless in her bed. She was tired but couldn't fall asleep, something was nagging at her but she couldn't figure it out.

A few miles away, Joan was the last one awake in her house too. She tossed and turned and could hear her husband's breathing heavier beside her.

Both women sat up simultaneously gasping as a familiar feeling washed over and through them.

"Fuck!" Abby growled.

"Fuck!" Joan whispered.

Joan grabbed her phone and crept quickly out and down to the basement.

Abby sat up in her bed and swung her legs out to sit up, grumbling as it hit all over; physically and mentally and emotionally.

As her feet dangled in the air, they began to shrink down and smooth out. Her toenails thinned and rounded slightly as the polish returned to black.

She grabbed her phone and pulled up 'Abby' as a conversation 'I'm changing back. I'll drive over'

Joan was hustling down the stairs, stumbling a bit as her feet grew as she descended. Her phone went off in her hand even as it numbed. She shook her hand, watching it thicken and veins appear prominently.

She saw 'Mom' pop up and she read the message 'Okay. I'm in the basement as usual' was all she could think to type back.

Abby stood up. Her pj's were getting loose on her as she shrank down inside of them.

She turned to the mirror and watched her hair darken and thicken. The few blonde highlights wove in. Her wrinkles were smoothing out on her face as her skin rejuvenated.

It was then that the math hit her.

"Wait a second…we swapped on Saturday night. This is Thursday! 5 fucking days!" Her eyes widened "This God forsaken curse was supposed to be 4 days each time! What the fuck is this bullshit?!"

Then she realized just how much deeper she had gone this time. Abby felt sick to her stomach. "I might have thought about it once, like 10 minutes after we swapped and then the rest of the time, it never even occurred to me that I could possibly be anyone other than Mom…Holy Fucking Hell"

Staring in the mirror, her mouth pulled taut, Abby watched her Mom's upset and stern face turn into her own upset and stern face.

Her lips changing even as they were pulled into a scowl.

Her chin strengthened and her jawline shifted. Her nose grew and her eyes widened and darkened.

Abby was still changing as she grabbed her purse and car keys and headed for the door. Her feet were too small for her slip on canvas shoes and she shuffled to her car as her ass perked up and tightened up.

She paused at her car door as a wave of intense warmth bubbled up and forced her to stop. She grimaced and pressed down on her abdomen as her uterus revitalized. Her ovaries filled, her fallopian tubes popped and she shivered as her vagina, vulva and clit all shifted back to their original places.

Sitting behind the wheel, her thighs pulled in and her shoulders popped as she backed out.

She was halfway home when she finally felt the final shudder and knew she had fully returned.

Joan had stashed some clothes in the basement for just this circumstance. She felt her stomach softening up as she took off her tank top.

Everything was inflating, everything getting softer and her skin was wrinkling and growing rougher.

Her muscles in her arms evaporated and they filled out.

Her breasts grew and then sagged as her stomach pushed out. Her thighs filled out as her hips and ass spread.

Joan felt her hair shift and move on its own. It was thinning and lightening in color as it restyled itself atop her head. "I feel so dang old and doughy" she bemoaned as her neck and chin filled in and pulled back.

Joan's lips parted as her mouth went numb. Her lips shifted. Her teeth floated momentarily as they changed shape and position in her still changing mouth.

Her nose pulled up and her eyes narrowed as they too lightened from brown to pale blue.

Joan had the wind knocked out of her and she bent at the waist, clutching her abdomen as her uterus, ovaries and fallopian tubes went dormant. She shivered as her vagina, vulva and clit all shifted back to their original places.

The clothes she had stashed were a pair of her favorite brand of pj's. They also happened to be an exact match to the pair her daughter was currently wearing as she drove.

She put her fuller legs into the loose, pink pants. Her knee ached a bit as she regained her artificial joint.

Joan huffed pulling them up even as her ass continued growing and filling them out.

She buttoned up the front of the white top, slight gaps formed between the buttons with her bigger chest.

She was surprised when she got the text that Abby was home already. "Shit…did she fly here?" she said coming up the stairs.

Immediately aware of the extra bit of effort it took her to come up the steps, Joan opened the side door and both of them jumped in surprise "Nice outfit" Joan said a bit too snarkily.

"Just shut it. I am NOT in the mood!" Abby said in a very harsh whisper, coming inside.

They both did a double take on each other's outfits. The duality of it, the mirror image implications of the two of them looking across to the matching clothes and how it fit.

Abby's outfit was loose and hanging on her. She easily slipped her feet out Joan's shoes and she kicked them aside. "Why the fuck were we swapped for 5 days?!"

Joan was taken aback seeing her daughter this upset; Abby was seething mad. Talking through her teeth "Who the fuck changed the rules one fucking month in?! What else is going to change?! What?!" Abby growled.

"Okay. I see you're upset. Just…just breathe and try to relax and come down" Joan said.

Abby stomped down the stairs to the basement and Joan followed.

Abby was still careful to not raise her voice and wake her family "You don't get it Mom! Are we going to add more days on every time until in like 2 years it's lasting 28 days! We just stop turning back because it's just no more time in a moon cycle to even be my real self!"

Joan just nodded and let Abby rant and rave "And the fact that this time I really, really, really felt like you even more. I never thought that I was out of body these whole 5 days. Never! That's what is bothering me…I forget I was ever me. I remember everything about the last 5 days now but when I'm in it, I'm in it" she drifted off, waving her hands in frustration. "I absolutely thought I was you. I acted like you 100%"

Joan wanted to point out that was the whole point but kept her mouth shut. "Of course you're supposed to think like me and act like me and then remember it. You can't learn to empathize with me if you just look like me. You have to be me, see the world like I see then understand why and what you did in that time you dizzy little…UGH!" Joan stopped herself.

"I should go" Joan said.

Abby was out of her pajamas and putting on her panties and tank top "Yeah, probably for the best" Abby said watching her walk up the stairs and hearing her go out.

Abby sat down hard and just thought about everything until she wore herself out and went to bed.

Joan put her shoes on and crept out. In her car, she allowed herself to enjoy what had just happened. Being Abby at the wedding was such a thrill. She never knew she could dance like that. That alone excited her "Next time, I might have to get my friends together and go out. Dancing and drinking with my friends"

Joan got back to her condo and discovered that she was wired and couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Abby. She saw herself as Abby and replayed as much as she could.

Abby was too wound up to sleep. She replayed everything over and over all with a sense of dread. So many emotions worked through her.

She did realize, finally, that part of truly experiencing her Mom's life was to be completely immersed "But why? How many more times? What end lesson do I need to learn?" She found resolve going forward "I will keep doing this until I accomplish what I need to…Jesus, this pisses me off"

Abby was grumpy the next morning. Dressed in jeans and a cream sweater and black flats, she was short with Dan and her kids in her responses. Dan was frankly happy when she left for work.

When Joan came in, she was all smiles and surprisingly less annoying to Dan than usual. She was subdued and somehow softer on her rough edges.

Wearing a green v-neck top and a long tan skirt with tan flats, Dan actually thought she looked nice. She looked relaxed; a certain lightness to her. Her hair was a bit teased out, it looked softer than usual. She was wearing light makeup and was smiling often and freely.

Abby was frustrated at work. She just had to make it through a Friday but her concentration was off. She was impatient and worse than that, she was frankly a bit lost on her projects. The work had progressed but to her, she was having trouble finishing them.

As a graphic artist, she felt off. She felt clumsy, like not all of her work skills had returned to her. She bore down and pushed through. It was very rough. A long hard day, but Abby was determined if nothing else.

Dan noted that she was quiet all weekend and then she caught a cold.

Slowly during that first week back, her work skills did fully return to her but, she was tired and felt run down.

Abby's period came after that and before she knew it, 3 weeks had somehow slipped by.

Abby was thinking Wednesday would be true full moon so be prepared for Tuesday she told herself.

On Monday, after the kids were in bed, she decided to get a good thing from her husband.

She rolled to face him and instantly he recognized the look in her eyes and the smile on her face.

After an opening kiss, Abby went down on Dan. He reflected on their last time; Abby had been so much more playful. Now, she was back to her usual all business approach.

He wasn't complaining as she sucked his dick, that was for sure.

Dan lay back as Abby went underneath the covers.

Abby's mouth went up and down over his shaft. Her tongue flicked the end as she sucked.

In the dark, she totally missed the fact that her fingernails thickened and changed polish color from dark purple to a blush pink.

She felt elation in her stomach as it fluttered and assumed it was from sex.

She never saw her phone go off from 'Mom' stating 'Oh jeez it's starting early! I'm on my way as soon as I feel stable enough to drive'

Joan saw the clock and was afraid other's might be awake at her daughter's house so she took the risk of going through most of her changes in the car.

She slipped on her shoes, still fitting but getting looser as she shuffled to her garage. Her legs were trimming and slimming down as she backed out.

Her fingers twitched as she turned the wheel at the first stop sign.

Joan splayed her fingers out in a spasm and saw her blush pink fingernails change to a dark purple. She drove on, her chest pulling up, her face going numb as her features changed.

Abby didn't want to just give her husband a blow job, so once she got him good and ready, she swung her legs over him and mounted him, reverse cowgirl.

As she got into position, her feet cramped. They felt stiff to her but in reality, they were growing. Growing larger, wider, thicker. As she curled her toes, they popped and her nails thickened, the polish brightened from gun metal gray to red.

Dan grabbed her feet. They seemed just so slightly off but he was in the moment so the extra wrinkles and wider base didn't bother him as he steadied her.

Abby shuddered as she lowered her tight, wet pussy down on her husband's erect dick.

As she lowered, her thighs began to fill out. Her hips shifted on her initial lift up and her ass started getting bigger.

Abby was going slow, truly immersed in feeling her husband inside her.

She took in a deep breath and felt her stomach and breasts inflate.

Her eyes shot wide open and she stopped. "NNNNNNOOOOOOOO! NOT NOW! NOT FUCKING NOW!!!!! GGGGRREEAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Primal sounds erupted in her head, screaming, raging against the curse.

"No…I'm too fucking horny! I can…I can speed up and finish and run" she thought frantically. Abby picked up her pace.

Her stomach jiggled as it bounced in her rhythm, steadily growing larger and softer, turning into her Mom's stomach.

Her breasts flopped; the bigger, saggy boobs slapped off her chest.

Abby felt her hair beginning to shift. Her lips were going numb. She was changing fast into her Mom's body.

She froze.

"Oh! Um…Ohmygod honey, I! I'm so sorry!" Abby fumbled and stumbled her way awkwardly off her husband.

"What?!" Dan replied, feeling a breeze on his dick. All he could see was his wife rushing for the door.

"I think I just started my period! I…I've got to go! I'm sorry I'll be right back!" Abby never stopped moving. "I've got a new box of tampons but they're in the other bathroom!"

The door opened and shut and Abby was gone. "I'll be back!" She called back through the door.

Dan was confused but had to just chuckle "what a cock block" but upon reflection, he furrowed his brow. "Must have been the lighting…it almost looked like her hair was lighter"

Dan shook his head. It had just been a glancing blur but he could have swore Abby looked heavier too.

Abby stopped a few feet away from the door an she looked down at her changing body "Fuck!" She cursed internally.

She didn't have her phone but she headed towards the kitchen.

Her bigger feet slapped the floor. Her heavier legs swayed as her hips and ass finished their spread.

Her pussy throbbed. Absolutely throbbed "SO UNFAIR!" Even as it pulsated in desire, she felt the chill as her uterus, fallopian tubes and ovaries drained out their vitality.

Her stomach and breasts were Joan's. Her hair and face were changing and she used her old hands to feel over them.

She saw car headlights in her driveway and she opened the door and looked out desperately.

Abby saw her Mom shuffling up her driveway, holding her baggy pj's at her hip, already completely changed into her.

Abby swung the door open.

"Why are naked?!" Joan asked seeing her own nude body before her.

"I was TRYING to have SEX with MY Husband!" She seethed through clenched teeth "Why fuck did we change so fucking early?!"

"I…I have no idea!" Joan replied taking off her shoes and pajamas.

"Why are we now changing at the absolute worst and inopportune times?!" Abby hissed taking her Mom's clothes and covering up hastily.

Abby grumbled the whole time, a stream of consciousness just bemoaning her cursed body "I am so fucking pissed! I am out of here" she put her hand up in a stop position "Fuck this absolute Bullshit!" and she stomped out to her car.

"Well then…" Joan stood naked in the kitchen as her daughter's emotions and desires caught up to her. She felt instantly horny. "Maybe it's not too late" she thought as she tiptoed down the hallway to her bedroom.

She peeked in "Hey" she whispered coming back in "sorry about that. False alarm" she smiled sheepishly and shrugged.

Dan sat up "Oh…are you okay?"

"Yeah. Sorry I freaked out. I just felt something like, move. And I, I just wigged out! I don't know what came over me" Joan said crawling into bed.

"It's okay" Dan chuckled.

"Can I, uh…make it up to you?" She asked coyly.

Dan smirked as Joan's hand went to his dick.

She leaned in and kissed him playfully and passionately. Her hands moved about and Dan got more into it, much more into than he had been originally. "This is that playfulness" he thought as they couldn't keep their hands and mouths still.

Several minutes built up before Joan mounted him cowgirl style. Their eyes met as she began to lift and lower and he thrust in rhythm with her.

Abby was furious. She turned into her drive and garage and closed the door behind her while she sat in the car.

Her jaw was clenched tight, it had been the entire time. She put her head against the steering wheel in frustration while across town, her husband was cumming inside Joan.

Joan's body racked and shuddered in an extremely intense and satisfying orgasm and she smiled and let her body relax.

As she felt Dan shrink away inside her, she moved off and stepped aside to clean up. She smirked, totally satisfied.

Abby made her way inside her condo. She didn't want to admit it, but she was still horny as fuck; her pussy was still throbbing with desire. She had to fulfill her need.

So many conflicted feelings; still lingering anger but, it was faded. Joan's mind, thoughts and memories were filling in rapidly as she walked through her house.

Her bare feet padded along, her red toes peeking out from her pj's just knowing that her body needed a release.

She got to her bed and laid down on her back with her knees up. She lifted her ass up and slipped her pants and panties down to her mid thighs. Abby closed her eyes as her right hand worked.

Lying there, she found herself thinking about her transformation. The rewatching and replaying her transformation was turning her on. Picturing her belly puffing up, the feeling of her hips and ass spreading was making her orgasm come on faster and stronger.

Envisioning her teeth changing, she came hard. Her body clenched up in her intense orgasm "Oh god…oh god…Ohmygod!" She cried out as her fingers and toes curled. Pleasure erupted throughout her entire body. Abby was finally satisfied.

But she shivered and shuddered; she didn't want to remember and replay that. "Why did I even think about it?"

Abby did enjoy the feeling though coursing through her veins. She was relieved and relaxed, the endorphins had been released.

She pulled up her pants and underwear and went in to brush her teeth.

Joan smiled in the mirror and mussed her hair; she was just happy to be back.

She came back to bed and curled up next to her husband.

On Tuesday morning, Joan got up and got ready for work. She put on a mauve multi stripe midi dress topped with a denim jacket and nude heels. Her hair and makeup were effortlessly done.

She fussed over her girls in the short time she got with them before she left for work.

Joan sang along to the radio as she drove to work. It was the 2000s channel on XM.

Abby got up and knew it was Tuesday so it was her day off from babysitting in the week. She did have an appointment for her hair and nails. Mom jeans, a pink top and a zip up jacket, she put on flip flops so she wouldn't ruin her pedicure later.

She was able to take her time and relax before her appointment. Once at the salon, she got in the chair and started picking out her nail colors as her stylist started working on tinting her hair. She went with a bright royal blue for her toes and pink on her fingers.

"I just love my bright colors" she said, laughing as she gossiped with the other ladies around her.

After her appointment, she got together with her friends for lunch which then ended up at her friend's house. Abby was in her element.

Joan was also in her element at work. She had a new assignment that needed finished by Friday and she threw herself into it.

Her hands and mind working in perfect coordination, the idea just flew out of her.

Throughout the week, Joan progressed and kept her bosses in on the whole project.

By Friday, she was presenting it for the clients and all of the upper management.

Wearing a royal blue midi dress and black heels, Joan looked stunning. She was also super prepared and knowledgeable.

She walked through the presentation and answered everything correctly and impressed the clients.

She got high praise from her bosses even though the one came with a slightly misogynistic comment adding how nice she had been dressed all week.

At the end of her day, Joan called her husband "Hey honey! My presentation went great!"

"Oh that's awesome, congratulations!" Dan replied.

"Would you mind if I go out with the girls tonight? We want to go out and celebrate a bit" she laughed.

"Oh no problem. Go have some fun" Dan replied "I'll be fine with the kids"

"Thank you! I'll make it up to you" she laughed

"Oh! Then go for as long as you want haha" Dan said.

Joan sent out a few texts to her friends to join her and her work friends at their favorite bar.

She was a little overdressed but she didn't mind. "I'd rather be overdressed than under" she told herself as they secured a big round table.

White wine was ordered as more friends came in. The table got louder as did the bar and music.

Joan was finally relaxed after her week. She was able to let go and have some fun.

After a lot of talk, Joan grabbed two of her friends and went out to dance.

Joan let her body go and get into the rhythm. Her whole body, feet, legs, hips, ass, waist, chest, shoulders, arms, neck and hair all moved in perfect time and coordination; all with a joyous expression on her face.

After 2 songs, the heels came off and she danced barefoot.

Friends came and left but Joan stayed on the floor just loving every second. She loved how fluidly she moved, she felt amazing.

When she finally went back to her table, her friends were all shocked.

"Where did you learn to dance like that?"

"Have you been taking lessons? Practicing?"

"I've known you for 15 years! You've never danced that great before!"

"Girl! You have to teach me how to dance like that"

"No wonder your husband let's you go out to these"

Joan was simultaneously proud and embarrassed "c'mon you guys…" she said downing a glass of wine. To Joan, she was just using her body naturally.

Abby had her granddaughters for the day and they had been out at the park when it was time to drop them off at their home.

Dan was home when she got there. He saw his Mother in law coming up with his kids and he opened the door and smiled and waved.

The kids ran in, the youngest attached herself to Dan as both kids talked.

After he got them settled at the dinner table and eating, Abby asked "So where's my daughter?"

Dan noted the New Jersey accent and pitch of her voice; it was just those few times that she sounded softer a few weeks ago, she was back to her usual harsh voice.

"Well her presentation went great today so she went out with a few friends to celebrate" Dan replied.

"Doesn't that bother you?" Abby asked.

"No" he shook his head "I'm glad she can spend time with her friends. She can go out with them and I get to be in my golf league. A little time with other people is important"

"I guess you're right" Abby said.

"Do you want something to drink?" Dan asked casually.

"I am thirsty from the park" Abby admitted "Do you have a Diet Coke?"

"You know we do just for you" Dan laughed and got one out. He handed it to her, noting her pink fingernails.

They talked golf for a while, a shared hobby, before talking about the kids. Abby was dressed down; shapeless khaki pants and a loose blue top but Dan noticed she had recently gotten her hair done. She always got the same trim and tint job but he always wondered what she might look like with a different style but he couldn't picture her any other way.

"Well tell Abby I said Hi" Abby said as she left with her drink.

"I will…good to talk with you" Dan replied.

Dan entertained the girls and got them ready for bed. He himself worked out and showered before going to bed as he had no idea when his wife would be home.

Being in her mid 30s, Joan didn't party like she had before her family so they wrapped up around 10:30 and after a lot of hugs and goodbyes, Joan got in her car to drive home.

Abby was at her condo, dozing off after one of her relaxing baths.

She wasn't even dressed. She had made her bath too hot and was lying naked on top of her bed, cooling off with just her towel underneath her.

She felt an odd tingling over her body so Abby looked down, pulling her chin down to look upon her body. Abby simply saw herself.

All 62 years of getting to know it, she looked down at her breasts and soft stomach rising and falling with her breathing. Down over her full legs that she now wished were younger and tighter, past her shiny shins to her feet topped with bright blue polish.

Abby's stomach flipped and fluttered and she scrunched down feeling her rear end moving against her towel. "Why do I feel weird all of a sudden?" She thought.

It took a full minute for it to dawn on her and for her to remember who she actually was.

"Oh my fucking God! I actually forgot I'm in my Mom's body"

As she brought her hands up, her nails changed from pink to nude and her hands and fingers smoothed out.

Abby punched at the bed as her arms smoothed out and slimmed down. She remembered what her last transformation had interrupted.

Alone in her condo, she was able to yell and swear about her fate as her body changed back into her own.

Her breasts pulled up smaller and tighter. Her stomach flattened as her ass and hips pulled inward, clenching as her muscle tone returned.

Abby fell backwards and looked down as her thighs did get younger and firmer. Her feet slimmed and her toes stretched apart as her feet changed and her toenails became a dark gray as opposed to bright blue.

Abby put her head back as her neck lost its excess abd her chin strengthened.

She lay still, feeling her face changing along with her hair.

Her phone had gone off 'Abby' 'I'm in my car. I was driving home so I'm coming to you this time'

Abby wrapped her towel around her and padded to the door to wait for her Mom to arrive.

Joan was at a stoplight when she shuddered all over. Her eyes popped wide as her nude fingernails flashed a bright pink which scared her "What the?!" Initially thinking she had drank too much, it then hit her "Nnnnnoooooooo" she moaned out and drummed the steering wheel.

Luckily she was already driving barefoot so when her feet started to grow she didn't have to try to peel off her nude heels.

She aged and softened as she drove to her condo. "Damn I really liked this stretch" she admitted "Sex…great night tonight and I kicked ass at work"

By the time she pulled in, Joan was back to her original body.

The blue dress was tight and fit poorly so she unzipped it down her back before she made her way to the door where Abby was waiting for her impatiently.

Joan came carrying her heels and her purse.

"Jeez you smell like a bar" Abby said.

"Yeah, no kidding right?" She replied stepping in and Abby closed the door behind her.

"I just took a bath now I'm going to have put on your nasty dress" Abby said.

"Would you rather we just switch back? I mean if you want to stay clean" Joan said with a bit of an attitude and snark in her voice.

"Shut up" Abby snapped back "I'll take your sweaty dress and gladly wear it back to my life. What exit did youse take? Took fuhevuh to get here"

Joan did a double take "What did you just say?" She was smiling again.

It took Abby a second to even realize that her voice sounded differently "Oh Fuck me! I sound like a freakin' mob movie over here!"

Joan cracked up "You're going to have to really concentrate to not talk like that. People will think you've had a stroke!"

She sounded like she was mocking her Mom's voice, but she couldn't stop.