Paul awoke and realised immediately that something was very wrong. He had been dreaming of feeling Melissa’s breasts and indeed he was feeling a magnificent pair of breasts. The shock was that they were on her body! She was a woman once more. A dash to the bathroom with breasts bouncing all over the place revealed that once more she was her own mother.
She was naked but for her boxer shorts which were stretched tight around her widened hips. Angrily she stormed into her mother’s room and confronted the small girl waking on the bed.
‘Why did you do this!’ she demanded. Her mothers voice came out of her throat. She sounded shrill and angry.
The small girl stirred and looked at the topless woman standing over her. ‘Good morning Paul. You should put a gown on. Try and have a bit of modesty’ She pointed at her lilac robe. In her wardrobe.
‘Why am I you again? Why have you done this to me?’ She at least did put the dressing gown on to cover up her breasts.
‘Because you are taking me to my play date with Kimberly and I thought you would appreciate being able to turn back into yourself once we were back home’
‘What? I was going to take you there as myself! I didn’t need to be you!’
'Madeline and Mandy were invited to the play date. You didn’t want to be Madeline so you had to be me’
‘When did you do this?’ Paul needed to know the damage.
‘You had fallen asleep on your bed. I set the changes in motion before I went to bed myself. It would have been sometime between 11 and 12’ Mandy felt a bit remiss about not taking note of the time.
‘So I’m stuck like this until lunchtime?’
‘It’s not so bad. We’ll have fun at the play date. I’ll be playing with Kimberly and you can play at being a Mum. It will all be over before you know it and you might pick up a few tips about how to interact with women. It will do you good’
‘Where was my choice in this?’
Mandy by now knew there had been a misunderstanding. She had thought Paul had been willing to be her for the morning. Clearly, he was not. ‘Just consider us even. I had to be you and take Melissa on a date. In exchange you become me and take Matilda on a play date’
Paul remembered doing that deal. He calmed down somewhat. He had promised his mother a transformation in exchange for her becoming “Paul”. It seemed she was collecting on the deal. ‘You shouldn’t have changed my while I slept. You should have woken me first’
Mandy accepted the criticism. Perhaps she had acted rashly. ‘I apologise. I thought you had agreed to do this change. It won’t be so bad. You have already been me for an evening and no-one suspected anything. Just have fun. You know Naomi well, probably better than I do. If you do slip up just laugh it off, complain about teenage boys.
‘So this is the transformation that I owed you and we are all even now?’ Paul had to get Madeline to concede. ‘You’re not going to demand I swap again?’
‘It can be’ said the little girl. Mandy hadn’t planned to waste the transformation Paul owed her so readily. ‘We might want to make a similar deal in the future though. Don’t you see how much fun this is? I think it’s wonderful that we can be some-one else. You didn’t have anything planned for the day did you?’
‘Not really. I was just going to muck around with Dave while you had your play date’
‘So you just muck around with Naomi instead. We’ll be home at lunchtime as I’ll need to change back myself for a class at 3. There will be nothing to stop you heading over to muck around with Dave in the afternoon. I’ll pick up some take-away afterwork. What would you like?’
‘Thai?’
Mandy took that as agreement. ‘Okay, Thai tonight for dinner. Sounds good to me. Now let’s go and get breakfast’