Your mother's body is nearest to you as you are floating inside the living room. Your mother doesn't even seem to notice you are here. She's just pretending you aren't dead, like she always pretend things are perfect in your family. Your mother doesn't even try to accept reality as it is.
You float in front of her as she's still engrossed in her soap (you don't even know which one it is, she's watching so many of them). You're hesitating at first, but then you decide to just go for it. Stopping at nothing you move forward and dive straight inside her body. Everything turns black, but then something happens. You feel your body changing positions, no longer are you standing up but you're leaning on something. You open your eyes careful and your vision slowly returns. You're still in the living room, the TV in front of you, the soap still on.
You look around yourself wondering where your mother is when you notice your hands. They look much daintier and feminine, not to mention the long fingernails covered in red nail polish. And you weren't wearing a black sweater last time you remembered. It's then that you look down and see two bulges inside the sweater. That could only mean one thing.
"Wow, I'm really my mother." You tell yourself and can hear your mother's sweet voice in the process. You have really taken over your mother's body just as you wanted. You put your hands over your crotch and immediately feeling around the material of your mother's jeans; it's weird but your penis is gone instead you feel a flat surface.
I've got a vagina, how freaky is that. You think to yourself.
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