This choice: Janet heads upstairs to her son's room. • Go Back... Janet had to know whether this power was real. In a way, she already knew it was, but still... actually swapping her own head with someone else's would confirm it nonetheless. Janet was a thoughtful person and didn't just want to swap two other people... at least not yet. However, her thoughtfulness was somewhat smothered by her inate curiosity, and she wasn't alone in that field. Humans are naturally curious, especially, as in this case, when they are given some unique swapping power that nobody else (surely?) had.
Walking upstairs, Janet paused outside her son Sean's room, noticing he'd left his door slightly ajar. Knocking, as she had learned to do, Sean gave her permission to enter. "What is it mom?" He asked.
Sean was an athletic boy, 17 years old and heavily into sports. He'd been on the high school football team, and now was pursuing a career in basketball alongside other college work, which he was suited for given his height of 6'2". He was good looking, definitely took after his mother in that regard, but had a temper that his father had when he was angry. Sean also had short blonde hair with the 'curtains' style at the front.
"Just wondering if you wanted anything to eat sweetheart?" Janet smiled, taking a deep breath before speaking. Her nerves were showing a little, and her heart rate had increased as she looked at her son sat on his bed with his phone in his hand checking his emails.
"No, I'm good mom, thanks." Sean muttered, shaking his head.
Waiting for the right moment to perform her first swap, Janet got that moment when Sean stood up and put his phone on the dresser nearby. Ignoring the doubts running through her head about the morality of swapping heads with her own teenage son, Janet concentrated, like the power was inwardly telling her too. Then came a strange tingling sensation following by everything going black as Janet's head sank down into her 39-year old, 5'6" body. When she became aware of her surroundings again, Janet looked around and gasped, before glancing off to her left. There sure enough was her son, looking a little confused, and blinking. The first thing Janet noticed was her drastic increase in height, she was now looking down on her son instead of up at him, then she glanced down at the very familiar body Sean's head was now fastened to. It was HER body!! And he was now wearing her cotton, lilac blouse, her beige, womens' slacks and her worn flats. Janet's eyes went wide at the sight... and then wider still as she felt something stirring in her new pants.
Looking down she was astonished to see her son's tall, athletic body. She held up her large hands and patted her flat chest, totally unused to not having breasts on her chest like she'd had for the last 27 years of her life. But most bizarrely... and erotically of all... she moaned a little as she felt the penis she now owned hardening into her first erection. She knew her son was 'blessed' in the genital department, taking after her ex (his dad), but to actually have his rock hard, 7-inch cock straining against the confines of her boxer briefs was something else.
OMG!! Janet thought, unable to resist giving her crotch a rub.
"Er... okay mom, a son should never have to see his mother feeling her dick." Sean muttered, breaking the silence and sounding somewhat uncomfortable. Janet immediately stopped feeling her swollen crotch and looked over to Sean as he adjusted the strap of the bra holding her former D-cup breasts in place. Janet was suddenly so sexually aroused seeing her son's head on her body. It just felt so... kinky. And now there was no hiding her 'excitement', judging from the size of the bulge in her jeans.
"Ok, sorry honey," Janet apologized, clearing her throat, "but if you want something to eat, just let me know." She continued, as Sean put his hands on his womanly hips and looked up at his now taller mother.
"Gotcha mom, thanks." Sean nodded. Janet knew he wanted her to leave his room now so he could finish his studying. And to be honest, that was what she wanted to do too. She had a new, teenage body to explore after all, even if it was her son's body.
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