"Guh, my head." You groan, finally waking up after tripping in your mother's shoes. Opening your eyes, you quickly grab the remote that fell not too far from you. Unfortunately, it would appear your mother is not in the living room anymore, leaving you with her most intimate parts stuck to you for now. "Damn it." You say, finding yourself speaking in her voice. "I remember she said something about shopping plans yesterday." Carefully, you rise to "your feet"; interesting how you're still wearing her shoes. Perhaps the remote also switches ownership of clothing along with parts; this would be made more true when you see that your mother left her bra on the couch. Sighing dejectedly, you put it on as well to support your current new assets.
Taking steps forward, you are greeted with the change of balance with the platform thongs on your dainty feet, along with the shoes slapping your soles with every step. "How can women even wear things like these?" You ponder, looking down at the feminine footwear. "Although, they are kinda comfy." You just leave them on and take the time to practice walking; surprisingly, it didn't take too long.
Along came other sensations, such as the bouncing of your newfound breasts and having nothing dangling between your legs. It was rather amusing to you, and you didn't mind being like this for a while. To pass the time until your mother's return, you head up to your room, where you found all of your mother's shoes in your closet. "This is pretty cool. some of these look really nice too. Maybe when I swap with her again, I'll keep her feet." For the next hour, you tried on all the various female footwear you now owned, finding it rather enjoyable.