As you sashay your voluptuous behind out the door, your mother is seething with rage. And with good reason, what with you stealing her body. Nonetheless, she wants to stop at nothing to get revenge; then, she is reminded of how this actually happened. She recalls eavesdropping you talking about the magic shop where the swapping device was purchased. Now there was hope; hopefully, she could find something there.
The bell chimed as she walked into the extensive shop, shelves full of strange objects and some that looked normal, although most likely weren't. "Greetings sir, err ma'am?" The elderly clerk behind the counter greeted her. "God, this is so- Wait, you recognize how weird I look?" She asks, turning to face the shop owner. "Well, yeah, sorry if that comes off as rude. Your appearance is rather obvious." She puts her hands on her hips, "Yeah, right. Everyone I meet treats me like this is normal, except for you. And that's because my son swapped mine and his bodies thanks to something from your store." Her voice hinted a bit of agitation. The shop owner puts his hand to his chin, trying to recall such a thing. "Oh yeah, I sold the part swapper to a young man just over a week ago. So this is what he did with it." The old man finds this situation a bit hilarious.
"We can't swap back either, I think he broke that stupid machine on purpose." Your mother adds. "Now he's parading his body, uh, my body, around like some sort of tramp. It's so infuriating! Is there anything you have that can fix this?" She asks. The owner shakes his head. "Sorry, but that device was the only way for you two to swap back. If it's destroyed as you say, then you're actually stuck like this. But, there may be something else here that might tickle your fancy." He suggests. Your mother smiles evilly and sets about browsing the shelves.