"What on earth is going on in here? The lights in the house just flickered and came back on and the coffee maker switched on by itself." Carla said as she burst into the shack, seeing her two youngest children standing there looking dumbfounded, to say the least. "Well? Johnny?" she asked, looking in Cindy Lou's direction as she placed her hands on her hips.
"Mom... I'm not Johnny!" Cindy Lou mumbled in her younger sibling's deeper voice, as she started feeling a 'stirring' in her boxers. She swallowed hard and had to fight the urge to peek into her brother's jeans at what she had in there. She knew all too well of course, and along with a slight tinge of excitement, there was a boatload of disgust.
"What are you talking about?" Carla rolled her eyes, thinking this was all a joke now.
Johnny, who was cupping his sister's breasts that were now attached to his feminine chest, looked up and across at his mom. "Er... I just had a little mishap with my latest invention." he said to her.
"Little??" Cindy Lou gasped from her brother's body, as she popped her first erection.
Carla just didn't get it. "What are you two saying exactly?" she asked them, wanting answers. But for another minute or so, her two kids just stood there and slowly began roaming their hands over their new bodies. Carla began to get a little disturbed. "Answers please!" she demanded.
"My... um... m-my machine was supposed to allow two people to share one of their experiences," Johnny began explaining, only for his mom to cut him off.
"Woah, wait... YOUR machine? You're conducting silly experiments now too honey?" she asked.
"Mom, I'm Johnny, not Cindy Lou. We switched bodies, and I have no idea how. My machine should have worked properly." he snapped, irritated slightly at his mother's interruptions. "I'm my own sister..." he then mumbled in a barely audible tone, shaking his head. He could feel the distinct absence of weight between his legs and the extra weight on his chest. Though, the dress he was wearing meant that he could SEE his new boobs clearly, at least some of them.
"WHAT??" Carla raised her voice, glancing between her two stunned offspring.
Cindy Lou just nodded, biting her new bottom lip. "It's true mom, we swapped bodies!" she told her.
Carla just sighed and rubbed her forehead. She had lost count of how many times she had tried to convince her youngest, tinkerer of a son to abandon his hair-brain schemes. For she knew something like this was bound to happen. But, the main thing was that both her kids were not hurt. Now they just needed to get them back in their rightful bodies, preferably without her husband or eldest son Jack (or anyone else for that matter) finding out.
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