It happened one day; whether through magic or some science fiction, a mysterious booth shows up in the back corner of a shopping mall. Seemingly not plugged into a power source and displaying many symbols not of any language on earth, all that could be made out was body part swapper. A little pictograph on the side gives a general overview of 2 people stepping in, and coming out with each other's torsos. Hidden on the back, however, is a little dial displaying the remaining charges; it showed the number 1.
My mother and I had decided to use this sunny Saturday to visit our local mall; apparently, her favorite clothing store had a major sale going on, and I was enamored with the games and comics stores. Splitting up, I surprisingly spent longer in my places of choice than she did; meaning my parent had to wait an additional 15 minutes for me to show up. "Find what you needed?" She chuckled, seeing my with a small bag of only 2 games inside. "There were a lot of options." I chuckled back. Looking at my mother, I saw she was wearing a new outfit; most likely eager to wear it after purchasing. It consisted of a thin blue short sleeved shirt that stretched across her buxom chest, a pair of black lycra shorts that left her luscious legs completely bare, and a pair of platform flip flops, probably 4 inches high, that showed off her toe rings and blue nail polish.
We walked around and talked for a bit, her being taller than me with her sandals on, seemed to lag behind periodically. Than was when we stumbled across it; some strange picture taking booth that looked poorly decorated. "It swaps the pictures around like that app on my friends phone." My mother excitedly stated, heading over to it. "Let's try it out." I solemnly complied, and stepped in with her. There were no seats inside, just a screen that took full body pictures. "I've always loved that app, honey; I've even picked what parts of the pictures to swap." My mother explained, having selected our bodies from the neck down, and our mouths. With a quick bright flash, it was done; so I quickly stepped out. "That nearly made me blind." I stated, noticing that I sounded like my mother. "what-" I looked down and saw that below my head was my mother's voluptuous milf body, clad in her newest outfit. Feeling my face, I grabbed my new thick lips; I now had her mouth, too. "What happened?!" My mother screamed, now being the inverse of me, with my body from the neck down and mouth. "Quick, get back in here! Maybe it can fix this!" SHe shouted, trying to drag me back into the machine. "It might be too dangerous; I'm scared!" I cried, resisting her strength for the moment.
Eventually, I won this tug of war and my mother fell back inside the booth. "Honey!" She shouted, as the entrance was closed off by a transparent door; she's still inside. "No, wait!" I yelled, as the booth shook and sputtered. The space that the booth occupied seemed to suck in on itself, and the whole thing disappeared from sight. No marks or evidence was left behind; except for me, alone with my mother's body. With both her and the machine possibly gone from this plane of existence, I was stuck like this. "No way..." I whimpered, tearing up slightly. I stood in that spot for a solid twenty minutes for some sign of her coming back. Needless today, I went home sobbing that day; didn't help that the sky turned cloudy and poured rain. My mother and I had lived alone ever since my father left, so now I was completely by myself at home.
Sitting down on the couch felt weird, my mother's curvy body had swayed and jiggled with every step; the way I'm going to move for the rest of my life. Kicking my sandals off my new feet, I flexed my dainty toes and sank in my seat. I was going to be stuck as a milf for the rest of my life, and I had no family to speak of to support me through this. Deciding to cope with this absurd anxiety the only way I knew how, I slipped a finger into the front of my shorts and played with my seemingly moist pussy. Shoving a couple fingers inside, my legs shook from the sudden pleasurable penetration, encouraging me to continue. Thrusting my manicured fingers in and out of my wet hole, I used my other hand to grab my breasts and suck on my nipples with my plump lips. Running my mother's tongue along these sensitive parts made my pussy muscles contracting tightly against my fingers. Keeping this up, I was struck with guilt knowing I sullied the memory of my possibly deceased mother by violating her body. But, this body was now mine till the end of time; I'd have to cross this bridge and accept that fact sooner or later. Not hesitating in the slightest, I kept going for a good 10 minutes, finally reaching climax and get my new shorts and thong all wet. "I can't believe how good that felt...." I moaned, licking my fingers clean. "I'm sorry mom, but i don't think I'd ever want to lose this body and go back to normal now."