Feeling his older heart racing, Kyle used his manicured fingers to type out a full length message to Jennifer's mom with his old body. "Hello Mrs. Smith," he typed, picking his words carefully. Not knowing her personality, he had no idea what words might end communication permanently. "We've never met before properly, so I'm sorry it had to be in this absurd way."
As Kyle awaited Connie's reply, he figured it best to get changed out of the silk nightwear accentuating his curves. Since today was thankfully a Saturday, he found his milfy body grabbing casual and comfortable clothes. A black push up bra, because of course Connie's body would. A white tank top that was short enough to reveal Kyle's mature midriff. "At least it's longer than a crop top." He mused, staring in the mirror at his toned female stomach. A black g string nestled in between his moist pussy lips, which he surprisngly didn't find uncomfortable. Grey sweat pants accentuated his thick thighs, wide hips and huge ass. The words 'hot mama' were plastered over his butt in pink text, which made him wonder. Who was technically Jennifer's biological mother in this new reality? Surely Connie with his body wasn't that and it didn't make sense for him to be it, despite having the body that did do it in their old reality... "Ah, this is so confusing!" He groaned, stomping his dainty foot. Ultimately to complete the ensemble, his body slipped black platform flip flops onto his sexy, soft feet. Their platform was six inches tall, pushing up his new height even more (just like his bra did to his already huge tits).
All ready for the day, he stepped back to his computer; the milfy form of his subconsciously swaying his wider hips with each step, making his tits and ass cheeks bounce even more than they naturally did. "Here we go." He sighed, opening up Connie's new reply.
"It's neither of our faults, hun, so don't worry about it too much. Though, I do have to wonder what the hell went wrong with my daughter to drive her to do this to us?" Connie stated, making Kyle wince. He surely couldn't say bad parenting, that might piss off Connie.
"I can't say for certain. All I know is she bullied me frequently. Maybe toward you she's just going through some sort of rebellious phase? Yet this is definitely taking that too far." He replied. Reclining back in his chair, he applied lilac scented deodorant to his smooth armpits. The fragrance definitely was one Connie used to like.
"Regardless, I'm not sure if you know everything, but here is how Jennifer changed us: she used a curse. I know it sounds crazy to believe, but I mean, look at us." He continued. The absurdity of the situation elicited a chuckle, one which he found adorable from a mature woman like himself.
"You're right, it sounds insane. But, still I can't deny the results. So, can we fix this? Can we convince my daughter somehow?" Connie inquired.
Shaking his head, Kyle gave the bad news, "Here's how it works, only one person can have the ability to use the curse at any given time. Then, the ability to use the curse is under control of the person who was cursed. Jen has it again, but used it to make herself unable to physically notice, say or do anything that shows she's aware we switched bodies, but she is very much aware." He noted, wiping sweat off his cleavage as he typed.
Connie took a bit to respond, clearly thinking things over. "That little brat. So it's not like we can trick her into cursing us back to normal, since she knows our truth and about the curse. Is us not able to get close to each other in person also part of the curse? I saw you yesterday and couldn't get myself to confront you."
"I'm afraid so, which means this will have to be our method of communication going forward." Letting out a lustful sigh, Kyle found himself spreading his long legs, allowing his cunt to breathe a bit. The more he talked with Connie, the more he felt bad Jennifer did this to her. At least he technically had it coming, since he intended to curse Jennifer, but Connie wasn't involved with their quarrel at all.
"Shame she had to suffer." Kyle stated, looking down at his glorious chest, soft belly and grey camel toe with an obvious stain from how soaked he's become. "But, crazy at it may sound, do I want us to go back to normal?" He rhetorically asked aloud.
He saw Connie had responsed back once again. "That will makes things a little challenging, but at leaat Jen won't know if we communicate like this. I've got to go now, but we can brainstorm later. Bye." She said, before the forum said she had gone offline.
"Guess that means I've got free time for whatever today." Kyle noted, still sitting in his computer chair. "Well, first things first." He exclaimed, before plunging his fingers back into his cunt, bringing himself to multiple toe clenching, back arching orgasms once again.