"Johanna, my mom..." You murmer into the poketech. Instantly you feel yourself becoming detached from your body, light and dizzy. Then it feels as if you're wizzing through the air. The feeling seems to last forever and yet at the same time only a second, when it's replaced by a new feeling. You feel your chest heavier, and loose clothes around you. You glance down and see your new breasts, loosely hidden by a white top with long sleeves. You pull back one of the sleeves and see with relief the poketech had still traveled with you. You're in a pair of slippers and have an orange/red apron tied around your waist. You quickly run through your house, not use to the unbalanced weight, and check in a mirror. Sure enough, you see your mom's surprised, and almost fearful face staring back at you.
"Holy shit! I'm mom!" You gasp in her motherly voice, putting your hands up and feeling your blue hair. You feel around your face, and make a few faces in the mirror, and test out your new voice.
"My son is the hottest most badass trainer in all of Sinnoh!" You say with your sweet tender voice. You laugh at this, hearing your mom use such language. Suddenly the phone starts ringing. You go over and pick it up, still getting use to this new body, when you hear a female voice ask, "Hey Johanna, is Ian (you) gone yet?" You're surprised, it's your mother's best freind, and also your rival's mom, Yuri, form across the street. You decided to play along and answer in a normal voice, "Yes, he's left to start his journey."
"Great! I'll be right over, and we can get started!" Yuri says, and without further explination she hangs up. You blink as you hang up the phone and wonder what was all that about. You start walking towards the door when you hear a knock. You open it up, and sure enough it's Yuri. She's in her twentys and has a lavander hair color tied in a tight bun, weaing a dark purple, sleeveless kimono tied with a lighter purple ribbon ((If you watch the anime, she's Dawn's Mom's rival, but hasn't been aired in America yet)) She gives you a quick glance over, and puts on a disastisfied face.
"You're gonna wear that old thing?" She askes in annoyance. "C'mon Johanna, the kids are gone, it's time to have some fun!"
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