You put the ring in your pocket and walk home.
Some time later, you arrive home and walk up to your room. Curious, you quickly put your bag down and slip the ring back on.
"Woah..." you say in amazement.
You walk downstairs and see your mom enjoying a cup of tea, watching a few daytime soap operas. She usually finishes the household chores by the time you come home, so seeing her do this is normal.
Your mom has also been strikingly beautiful. For a mom, she keeps up with fashion. She was wearing a pink shirt with denim jeans, with some 3 1/2 inch high heeled boots on.
You walk over to her, nervous, as you never tried this before.
You take a deep breath and move into her. Almost immediately you feel your body change positions, and next thing you know, you're sitting on the couch, legs crossed in a feminine matter, with hands in your lap.
"Holy crap, I'm my mom..." you say, surprised that it worked.
"I'll have fun with this..."
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