You weren't sure whether to laugh or cry as you gazed in disbelief at the image peering back at you. Thinking to yourself that this entire thing was completely and utterly insane! How could you be your own mom? It just wasn't possible.
"Thi-this has got to buh-buh....be a nightmare or something," you whimpered, your mother's voice cracking as you watched her face perfectly mirroring your own. Staring at you with those piercing green eyes of her. It being an incredibly eerie and surreal experience to actually have to witness. Why am I... How am I...? It didn't make any sense, and you had absolutely no idea what you were even supposed to do. It suddenly dawning on you that you had just been poking and prodding at your own mother's 'parts' back in the kitchen. This realization being as disturbing and creepy as hell. Feeling for a moment like you might actually gag. Oh, God...
You managed to restrain yourself however as you clutched at the nearby wall. Instead shouting to no one in particular, "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" Having yet to have this question answered. Spontaneously transforming into a woman... your own mother at that, not exactly being something a regular occurrence. More like something out of some fucked up science fiction story...
"Wait a second! Science fiction..." you softly muttered, a thought suddenly popping into your head. Recalling where you'd had that thought before. "Of course! The brain transplant... Project Chameleon... Shape shifters! That's fucking it!" What Dr. Kerry had said about the military's research into shape shifting soldiers having failed not being entirely true. Your current situation being proof enough of that. Proof that the experiments carried out on the test subject who's brain now resided inside your head had obviously succeeded. Turning you into a actual real life shape shifter.
"Holy shit!" This was big. In fact it was bigger than big, it was huge!
The answer to your question having been that you'd done this. You'd made yourself transform. That strange pulsing sensation you'd felt before presumably having been the ability (however it worked) activating in your head. Though why you'd shifted into your mother was anyone's guess. Possibly because she was the last person you had spoken to.
Right now though it didn't really matter. All that mattered was the fact that you had shape shifted into your mom and were standing here in front of the mirror in your now ill fitting clothing. Your t-shirt straining dramatically at the chest, while the bottoms of your jeans were hanging loose around your feet. Noticing properly for the first time just how extremely curvy a figure your mother had. Hourglass not even really covering it. Her boobs being much bigger than even you realized, while her waist and stomach was small and tight from her frequent sessions at the gym (with only a hint of padding on the stomach), flaring out into a pair of extremely wide childbearing hips. Your ruined t-shirt and jeans not really disguising any of it. Being able to make out the shape of her prominent nipples poking out through the overstretched material. The realization of this immediately causing you to blush. Needing very much to change back.
"Alright. If I can transform into her, there's got to be a way I can transform back," you said to yourself then. Drawing your attention back towards your mother's face as you tried to think up a way out of this, and quick, so as to not feel quite so gross. As amazing as this power was, it was still too damn freaky actually being your mom.
"I guess I just have to concentrate on being myself again. That might work."
Unfortunately it didn't. Your various attempts to do so over the next five minutes resulting only in frustration. Leaving you to angrily groan, "Come on! Why the hell isn't this working?" You'd obviously gotten it to do so before. Racking your brains then to try and figure out what you might be missing. The reflection of your mother and the awareness of her body not really helping you at all. Finding it extremely difficult to concentrate with her staring back at you like that.
Closing your eyes then, you pushed all those things to the back of your mind and instead thought back to the kitchen and the initial transformation that had taken place. The pain in your head... Spilling the laundry... Picking up your mother's panties...
Wait a second! That's it! I was holding her panties when it happened. That must have triggered it. Assuming that for the shape shifting to work there needed to be a DNA sample present to mimic. Which in this case would be from your mom's unwashed panties (a rather unpleasant thought). And seeing how my own clothes now have Mom's DNA all over them because I'm physically her, I need something else of mine to change back.
At least you hoped this was case. Hurrying back through to the kitchen then. Doing your best to ignore the rather embarrassing sensation of your mom's big boobs bouncing and jiggling around uncontrollably beneath your t-shirt. Pulling uncomfortably at your back and shoulders and clapping together with every step. It being insane to you that she had to actually had to deal with these things all the time. Once there, you hurriedly rifled through the laundry basket and located one of your socks. Proclaiming, "Bingo! This should do." It certainly smelling like it had plenty of your DNA all over it.
Clutching it tightly in your hand, praying that this time it would indeed work, you again concentrated on changing back into your own form. It seeming as if nothing was going to happen again when suddenly... You felt it. You felt that strange pulsing in your brain. Building much faster this time as you continued to focus on the sock. Soon being his by that same warm, tingling sensation beneath your flesh as it once again spread throughout your body. Tensing up less than five seconds later and watching in awe as the process quickly began to reverse. Once again starting in your groin and spreading outwards. Feeling yourself both expanding and deflating at the same time. Your arms and legs growing longer and thicker. Your chest, ass and hips getting smaller. The hair on your head retracting back into your scalp, while organs began shifting themselves around inside. The whole thing being no less bizarre to watch than it had the first time, though thankfully less intense. Managing to remain upright when, less than a minute after it had started, your body was overcome by a wave of near-euphoric bliss. Only being able to surmise that this pleasure you felt was your brains way of blocking out the actual physical pain involved in the transformation, and being very thankful for it.
"Fuck me, that was insane!" you gasped, once again with your own voice. Immediately doing inventory of your body and finding that it was all there just as you remembered it. Being 16 years old and male once more. Though both your jeans and t-shirt were pretty much ruined. Doubting you'd ever be able to wear them again. Still, it had worked. You were back. Being insanely happy about this fact. It really having been weird as hell to be your mom. And to top it all off you were now a shape shifter too!
Leaning up against the kitchen counter, you took a moment to consider this. A smile working its way across your face. Holy shit, I'm a shape shifter... I'm a fucking shape shifter! This is incredible! I can probably turn into anyone! The infinite possibilities of what exactly this now meant all running their way through your head. Basically being like a real life super hero. Having never imagined in a million years that anything like this could ever possibly happen to you. You were no one! Just an average teen aged kid. Or at least you had been...
But what to do now, you wondered. Phone the hospital and tell the two doctors what had happened to you, or perhaps experiment a little more with this new found powers of yours. Still having the laundry basket in front of you after all...
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