Before the Fusion Wave, I never really had time for anything.
Starting at when I was 7 years old, I have been helping my mom out at her liquor store.
Every day right at dawn and then after school until 9:30 P.M., and now, basically from 5:30 A.M. to 10:00 P.M.
We didn't have the funds to send me to college - we were stretched tight already trying to pay rent and bills for our quaint apartment.
I was a single child, still living with my mom.
And I had planned to until death pulled us apart.
She was exhausted by the end of the day, but always somehow managed to make a great dinner, always.
She didn't look half bad for her age. Her graying hair and wrinkles somehow make her and her short stature sexy - as one of our rowdier frequent customers says.
I don't why my dad kept calling her an "ugly bitch".
I'm glad he left.
At the end of the day, I maybe have 15 minutes to a half hour of free time to do something fun before I had to go to sleep to function straight the following day.
I didn't have any friends, online or "in the real world", so I played video games for a while, alone.
Until I got into porn, to blow off some steam.
I knew it was wrong, but I got used to it, I guess.
It became a routine for me to tune into a Live Sex Cam porn site on my computer around midnight, when my mom was asleep, twice a week, watch, chat with online users, and jack off,
Sometimes . . .
On the day of the Fusion Wave, I wasn't masturbating, but just watching one of my favorite channel's porn stars go at it, as I got hard.
They were moaning like crazy, going "cowgirl" style, right about to climax,
When my mom stumbled in, wanting to give me a good night's kiss.
She had just noticed what I was watching as I fumbled with my mouse to hit the Close Button,
And then the Fusion Wave hit, and our heads and necks were magically and instantly transplanted.
Onto the Porn Stars' bodies in the video.
Mine ended up on the body of the well-endowed woman,
And my dear mom's head ended up on the body of the very strapping young man.
We didn't have time to react as we were hit with waves of sexual bliss,
And we both orgasmed as my mom cried aloud, pumping a few loads into the condom in me as my new vagina shook and squirted.
In front of millions of viewers.
Even though many had transformed and were unable to see our bizarre incestuous act, many had not, and were gazing awestruck.
As soon as she could, my mom, crying, lifted me off of her new penis with her new muscular arms, setting me down gently as my new D-Cups and plush bottom jiggled as I panted, feeling a strange, guilty, post-coital bliss.
I had, in a way, popped my cherry.
My mom, with weakened legs, took her new, sweaty body over to the camera, and with much fumbling, managed to shut it off.
She then came over to my reclining self and berated me for watching the unholy - that we were now a part of.
I then, with my cum-covered sweaty female body, hugged her as she broke down and cried.
I helped her up when we eventually gained our strength back - a difficult feat due to her new, much taller and heavier body, and went to the tv room of this rather large and well furbished and kept apartment.
We stood and watched the news for a couple of minutes before we went to take a shower.
The bathroom was bigger than anything we had seen in our lives in real life.
My mom, not used to her new height, hit her head on the shower railing before she went in.
I must say that we both explored our bodies during that time and shortly after as we stood, naked, having showered, in front of the tall bathroom mirror, side by side.
My mom's attractive, aging face and neck, with all their wrinkles and slightly sagging skin, and graying but flowing hair, looked entirely out of place, almost too small on her new frame as her tan skin contrasted directly with the muscular, pale body her neck and head were attached to.
My similarly tan skin contrasted with my body's skin shade as well in a clear dividing line, my head looking far to large and masculine on my short, bubbly and curvy body. I was now shorter than my mom, more than I was once taller than her, by a foot and a half.
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The next four weeks under basically "lockdown" were bizarre, to say the least.
We discovered that the porn stars that we had swapped heads with were living in a luxury apartment in Britain.
For the first two weeks, my mom and I helped each other out, teaching each other the ways of our gender-swapped bodies.
How to pee? What to wear?
Morning Wood? Menstrual Cycles?
All problems and questions we answered to the other as we began to somehow enjoy our almost vacation-like stay at the apartment.
We could sleep in as much as we wanted, watch movies together, and even cook delicious meals as much as we wanted - their pantry was stocked.
As for clothes, we both broke into the male porn star's wardrobe.
My mom started to wake up smiling, something I had not seen her do in a long time.
We exercised daily as well in the "gym" room that the apartment had, my mom reveling in her newfound strength as I struggled to gain mine back in my sexy but not very athletic body.
I had to start asking my mom to help me reach things . . .
Starting past the first week, and a very uncomfortable one at that - my mom made me wear bras so as not to flash my nipples everywhere (at least panties were comfortable - I wore them secretly under my men's boxers) - we started to notice some changes.
The skin tone divide had blurred as our incongruent shades had blended in the middle. That was the least notable of the changes, however.
We were gradually becoming attracted to masculine forms, and my mom to feminine forms.
Our opinion of each other's bodies below the heads grew considerably each day.
Our necks and heads were also changing - mine somehow "softening" in appearance and skin quality, as my mother's began to become more "robust",
As her wrinkles began to smoothen.