This choice: Try living out the lives for awhile • Go Back...Chapter #5Try living out the lives for awhile by: SamTheSnake   "Well, I guess the best way for me to understand you better would be to walk a mile in your shoes. Want to try living each other's lives for a few hours, see how it is playing for the other team?" Johnny suggested.
"Y'know, I've always wanted to know a few things about the lesser sex. Think you can handle acting like your own mother for awhile?" She asked, looking at her biceps as she flexed her arm.
"Yeah, as long as you don't act too weird in my body... like you can't just walk around checking it out constantly like that,:" Johnny joked.
They spent the next few minutes giving each other a briefing on the ground rules. Johnny told mom not to go anywhere too public, like the mall. Mom told Johnny that there were still some chores that needed to be done around the house. Johnny let mom know she might be getting some texts later from some classmates. Mom warned Johnny about a coffee date she had with her sister later that afternoon, if they were still... like this.
"So, you ready?" Johnny asked, eyebrow raised, grin on his face.
"I was born ready. Or at least, I'm in the body of someone that was born ready," she returned.
Johnny was still being overwhelmed by the alien sensations his mother's body was giving him. Her breasts especially would take some getting used to, the way they jiggled and moved on his chest. He couldn't how much bigger they seemed from a personal angle. "Jeez these are heavy!" he complained as he and his mother parted ways for a time. And then there was the distinct lack of 'equipment' between his legs. The fact that he had possessed the very vagina that he had come out of... kinda creeped him out just a little bit.
"Mom... where's the vacuum kept?" he shouted after her before she disappeared.
"In the cupboard under the stairs sweetie, you should know that." his mother responded in 'his' voice. It was still weird seeing and hearing his own body through someone else's eyes.
"I don't clean, mom." Johnny shouted.
"Better get used to it then if you're gonna be in my shoes for a bit." his voice sounded out, chuckling.
"Right." Johnny grumbled in his feminine tone. His mother then disappeared outside for a time in her new teenage body, while Johnny set about continuing doing his mom's chores, which he wasn't exactly excited about. But maybe this would actually help their relationship a lot, understanding what the other person had to go through. That was the initial purpose of his machine after all, its just that it had a much more unique way of doing it than he would have ever imagined.
Digging in the closet under the stairs, Johnny dragged the vaccum out and plugged it into the wall socket
What ha had planned was a slow day of doing the chores, and then maybe swapping back with his mom later. After all, he didn't want to remain in her body for too long. He was partly afraid his mom might not want to swap back after spending several hours in his body.
"Here we go." Johnny sighed, leaning over to turn on the switch, and having his huge breasts heave forward, barely supported by his bra.
"Easy ladies," he said to himself, looking down at his breasts. "You don't get to roam free until I say so."
The vacuum whirred loudly as Johnny made his way through the living room. He lunge and thrust he made with the vacuum caused his body to jiggle. At one point he even banged his hip against come cabinets, mostly because he was still adjusting to the new... girth of his body. Ouch! Damn, mom. How do you control these hips? After a decidedly excellent job sweeping up, Johnny put the vacuum away, and turned on the radio in the kitchen.
"Awesome! Shadona's Immaculate Correction! I love this album," Johnny said aloud. Even though he used to roll his eyes every time his mom would blast this album while cleaning, it just felt right to pump it up while he worked.
At this point, Johnny was starting to lose the initial shock of the change, and began to enjoy himself. Knowing how crazy this way, he felt like his only choice was to embrace it and see how it goes.
"What do you say, girls? You want to have a little fun?" Johnny asked himself... or more accurately, his assets. He looked under the sink and grabbed a rag and some countertop cleaner and started to get to work. It took more effort than he remembered to scrub the counters. His mom's body just wasn't as strong as Johnny was used to. I guess it's all a matter of perspective, he said jokingly to himself. Each time he made the 'wax on, wax off' motion, he could feel his pudgy arms flap slightly. Small beads of sweat began to form on Johnny's brow. As he wiped them away, he ran his hands through is brownish-red hair. Even though it was poorly kept, Johnny enjoyed the feeling of the long hair on his neck and shoulders. It was heavy on his head, and definitely made the room seem warmer, but it just felt so... neat!
Looking around, Johnny put his hands on his wide hips. "A job well-done," he said. He smiled to himself, proud of the work he had just accomplished. Achievement unlocked: Freaky Friday. Not really knowing what to do now, Johnny sat down at the kitchen table while he drank a glass of ice water to help cool off.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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