Caught off guard by your mother's sudden entrance, and worried about her discovering your new toy, your finger almost instinctively slams down on the button of the remote. Just as it did in the park, time draws to a halt, your mother standing frozen in the doorway of your room. You breath a sigh of relief, knowing you could use the remote's time stop function to properly calm down, think through your response, and hide the remote from your mother's view before restarting time again, even if that wasn't really what the remote was for.
As you think this over, however, a mischievous grin starts to spread itself across your face. The opportunity had presented itself, why not use it? Raising a hand, you point at your mother, confirming her as the remote's target. Now that a target had been confirmed, the remote began to project three holographic screens, two showing yourself and your mother, and one showing a large list of options for what you could choose to swap. Giving the list a quick scroll made it seem as if it went on forever, accounting for every possible thing you could ever want to swap with someone. Though you didn't really have anything in mind for what you wanted to swap with your mother, having selected her on a whim after stopping time, something catches your eye as you scroll through.
"Life," you read aloud. You weren't entirely sure how it would work, but you assumed it would allow you to live the life of the person you were swapping with. In this case, it would let you be your mother while she was forced to be you, Tapping on the option brought up you and your mother's names below your images, presumably showing which life each body was living.
After a moment of thought, you decide to go with it. Your mum was the one who barged into your asking what was wrong, so why not have her answer? You dragged the life option over to the image of your self, and instantly the images changed. Below the image of yourself, the name read "Katherine Jones," while the name "Michael Jones" was written below your mother's image. Strangely, your clothes also appeared to have been swapped, which you assumed meant that clothes stayed with a person's life, while the body stayed with the person themselves. You supposed you could use the remote to give you your own clothes again, but for the time being, you decided that wasn't necessary.
"Confirm," you said aloud, deciding to leave it at just the one swap for now. No doubt you would be doing much more in the future, so you were fine with starting slow. The screens disappeared, and as time started back up again, you suddenly found yourself standing in a different position. Instead of sitting on your body, you were now standing in the doorway, right where your mum had been. Looking over at the bed, you saw that your mother was now sitting where you had previously been, wearing the clothes you had worn to school today. You could feel the remote still gripped in your hand, but you quickly slipped it into the pocket of your mum's jeans, which you now found yourself wearing.
"Yeah, Mum, I'm fine," your mother says, seemingly seeing nothing wrong with calling her own son "Mum." "I just had a lot on my mind."
Inside you were giddy at the fact that this was working, that your mother truly seemed to believe she was you, but you manage to keep it inside. "Well alright. Just know I'm here if you need to talk about anything," you say in a motherly tone, the words seemingly naturally finding their way to your lips.
"Alright, thanks Mum." With that, your mum gets up and walks over to your computer, seemingly deciding that that's what she was supposed to be doing without the remote to play with.
You, on the other hand, were leaving the room, heading down the hall towards your parents' bedroom. You wanted a little privacy to think through your next move, It felt strange wearing your mother's clothing. She wasn't wearing anything particularly feminine today, and the clothes had adjusted to fit your teenage male body, but the bra felt odd clinging to your flat chest, and the panties were already starting to ride up a bit. You could also feel a bit of makeup on your face, a feeling you'd never really had expected to feel in your life. Reaching the room, you immediately locked the door, ensuring no one would walk in on you, before heading towards the full length mirror on the far wall, deciding you wanted to see what you looked like in your mother's clothing.
As you reached the mirror, however, your jaw dropped. what you saw in the mirror was not yourself wearing your mother's clothes, it was your mother. You looked back and forth between your own body and your mother's reflection, scarcely believing what you were seeing. You could only assume that this was what everyone else saw when they looked at you, even if you still saw your own body. You place a hand on your chest, and though in reality it was flat against your pecs, your reflection showed your mother cupping her breast, creating a strange disconnect between what you were seeing and what you were feeling.
"This is sooo cool," you murmur to yourself, watching as your mother's reflection matched your mouth movements. You start to do all sorts of strange poses, watching as your mother's reflection mimics you, as you think through what you want to do next. The bulge in your pocket where the remote was caught your eye. After how great this first use was, you were somewhat eager to use it again. You knew where your mother in your life was, so you could swap with her again if you wanted. Perhaps you could swap back for now and find a different life to swap with, or maybe you could take her body as well, allowing you to match your reflection. Of course, there were other family members around the house too, and it shouldn't be difficult to find another target if you wished.
Of course, just because you had a reality altering remote, didn't mean you immediately had you use it. You had already taken your mother's life, why not just enjoy that for now. You could see what being the woman of the house was like, and perhaps gain a bit more respect for your mother in the process. Or you could just enjoy a bit of authority and use it mess with your siblings. That said, the mirror was right here, and the door was locked. Why not ignore your bother's life for a moment and just see what you could do with your new reflection? You were sure you could think of a few fun things you could do with it.
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