"Turn that stupid game off and get some housework done you lazy bum!" your mother suddenly said as she barged into your room without knocking, which was way out of characters for her. She normally respected your privacy.
"MOM!" you protested loudly, not knowing who you were actually talking to.
"This is my house and I can enter any room I want!" your mom said, folding her arms and smirking at you. "Now are you going to get off your ass and get the chores done or do I have to ground you?" she said, giving you a stark choice.
"Um..." you mumbled, somewhat speechless.
Your mom let out a sigh when you couldn't make a decision. "For crying out loud doofus, its not a hard question!" she groaned, which elicited a frown from you. Normally only one person in your family called you doofus, and it wasn't your mother Andria. As ridiculous as it sounded in your head, you had to say what was on your mind. "Angelina??" you asked in disbelief.
"No!! I'm your mother, dumbass!" your mom snapped back, in a very immature fashion.
You quickly put two and two together, your missing 'magical' blowpipe and now your mother acting more like your bratty little sister than a grown woman. "What the hell have you done?" you asked, realizing it was indeed your sister inhabiting your mom's body.
"Isn't it obvious? I took control around here" Angelina giggled in her mother's voice. "And got me some bigger boobs too" she laughed, grabbing her chest in front of you, which sort of creeped you out a little.
"That's our mom's body you sicko!" you said, grimacing slightly. "Get out of her!" you insisted.
"Not even sure how to do that. Besides... why would I want to?" Angelina scoffed, dismissing your idea out of hand.
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