Jackson yawned as he got dressed, he hated the weekdays, he always had to get up early just to go spend six hours with shitty people before he could come back home and go back play his games. He had slept in too much to have breakfast and had to be out the door in five minutes if he wanted to make it to school on time.
"Slept in again?" Janice, his mother scolded as he went by the kitchen. He just gave her a light shrug and went to the front door. "Now wait just a second..." Janice stopped him. "You're not leaving without giving your mother a hug are you?" Jackson rolled his eyes and sighed. She always did this, he was an adult now, he didn't need her hugs. Still he let her embrace him just the same.
Jackson suddenly felt rather dizzy and instead of having his mother's arms around him, he had his arms wrapped around his body. He released the hug and stepped back, unable to process what he was seeing. He looked down and his eyes went wide open, he had breasts and he had his mothers arms.
"What just happened?" His old cried as he was now examining the body he was in. He the looked at you. "Jackson?" He asked. You and your mother had just swapped bodies.
"This can't be real..." Jackson said. His new body was forty years old, overweight with shoulder length dirty blonde hair. She wasn't an attractive woman, but she wasn't ugly either. She was a chain smoker and had been since before Jackson was born.
"We switched bodies... this is unreal" his mother said as her stomach growled. "How could you go to school like this, you're starving." She went back into the kitchen to make herself some toast.
"We need to figure out how this happened and how to undo it..." Jackson stomped his mother's foot and crossed his arms across his chest, an odd feeling now that he had breasts. "Why do I feel so irritated."
"Probably the nicotine addiction," his mother replied. "I haven't had a cigarette this morning... And we will figure this out. I don't want to be in this body any more than you want to be in mine. Though I have no idea how this happened."
"Either do I," Jackson said as he went into his mother's purse and grabbed her lighter and box of cigarettes. He promised himself he'd never smoke but this feeling he had he wanted it to go away. He went out the front and sat on the porch and began smoking. His first inhale was a bit too strong so he began coughing but he eventually got the hang of it. Taking the smoke did ease his mind a little.
There was a positive side to this at least, he didn't need to go to school now, his mother was a housewife so he could stay home all day and play his games, he just wouldn't use voice chat. But he was in the body that gave birth to him, married to a trucker. He wasn't even a man anymore and he'd probably see his mother naked, at the very least he'd need to go to the toilet as her. If he had swapped bodies with his step sister he might've been tempted to strip but as his mother that was the last thing on his mind.
"We'll get through this," His mother sat down next to him and held his hand. "If we swapped, surely we can find a way to swap back."
"Thanks mum," even in each others bodies, she was a comfort to him.
"Though for now we might need to adapt to our situation, we don't know how long we might be this way."
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