Your mother looks confused, then something hits her.
"Those stories you're father told! They were real!"
"Huh?" You say confused.
" Your father used to tell stories about this device that lets you do this same thing. Damn... and I called him a liar." there is a small silence. "And so you switched our chests and groins" She said confused. You blush and studer.
"Well- I-I you know-" Your mother stops you.
"No, no no, I completely understand. Your curious. I just wish you would have asked my permision."
"I think that would be alot more awkward then the present situation, mom. 'Hey mom! Can I borrow a boobs for a sec?' " You both share a laugh.
"So how do they feel?" She asks. You once again blush.
"Well- you know, they are certainly different. "
Your mother takes a sip of her coffee and gets an idea.
"Hey! You know... You just got off for summer break, your sisters on that ski trip with her friends until July, and your fathers away on buiseness for at least a week... how would you feel about switching... you know, everything. Switching places."
This caught you off guard and you had to think about it.
On one hand, it would be sort of fun, trying on a different life. And you and your mother did always get along so well, and there wasnt anything else you needed to do.... But then again- its your mom!
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