Danny firmly held the remote, and quietly snuck out of his room. With the stealth of a ninja, he slid over to his mom's room, poked his eye through the door, and spotted... no one. The room was empty. That was until Linda stpeedout of the bathroom built into the masterbedroom in which she slept. That's when Danny slammed his eyes shut and fired. When he casutiously opened his eyes, he saw his mom's bed, and brown hair hanging in his face. He brushed it out of the way, only to pause to llok at some french tips, that were not on his fingers before... It seemed to have worked, and his mom's cream PJs sealed the deal. He was now his mom, despit loking just like his past self, minus th change in hair, and every one would treat him as Linda. Now what?
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