"What have I done?!" you screech in denial, looking at your head atop your mother's voluptuous nude body. "I broke the only way of fixing mom and I. Why did I do that?" 'That's an easy question, sonny.' You hear your mother's voice say with a sultry inflection in your head. "Wait, mom?" You ask, only to hear the voice laugh. 'Sort of.' The female voice says. 'I'm more like the consciousness of your mother's body. For so long, she would parade me about, but not really do anything. I couldn't take it anymore; the whole time, I wished for a head that would give me what I wanted. That was until you first swapped parts with her. You gave me the pleasure I had craved for this whole time, I finally realized something. I wasn't the body of your mother, no, I was the body of her son, who knew how to take care of me. And now, we are together forever; no one can take me from you.'
"That's just insane." You say out loud. "I'm supposed to be a teenage guy, not a mature woman." 'Oh, you're still a teenage male; everyone except your mother sees you as such. You just happen to be a teenage guy with a milf body.' She states. This horny, milf personality in you seems to have affected your judgement the past few days. Unfortunately, she got what she wanted. 'Now, come on; let's get back to business!" She says lustfully, your nipples harden and your mature pussy becomes wet all of a sudden. "No, waiioooh...." You try to argue but start to succumb to the horniness.