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"Alright... connect the wiring in this terminal here... tighten down the
nuts and washers over there... upload the software from the laptop to the
control module... and that should just about do it!" Johnny said to no
one in particular.
It was another sunny, warm day in Snoozeton. Johnny Mack has been
tinkering away for 6 hours already, even though it wasn't even lunchtime
yet. A few years back, Johnny began 'inventing' different gadgets and
gizmos. The self-hammering hammer, the binocular eyeglasses, and the
mail-fetching UAV were some of his less-successful inventions, but he was
sure he had struck gold with his most recent development.
"Man oh man, no one is going to believe me when I tell them what I've
done this time," he said with a smirk on his face.
The shed in the back yard of his family's home had, for all intents and
purposes, been commandeered by Johnny to give him a safe place to work on
his inventions.
"Johnny Mack's Swap Shack," he said, looking at the pile of wires and
computer terminals spread out in front of him. It looked like something
out of a Hammer Bros horror flick. There were two barber chairs in front
of Johnny, both had a headset with tubes, wires, and lights coming out of
them. Off to the side, there was a computer terminal with all sorts of
pictures and figures on the screen.
Johnny had done it. He had set out to create a machine to help people
understand one another. A sort of way to hasten the empathy process that
so many people are reluctant to try. However, Johnny didn't realize his
machine was not going to work as planned... like usual.
This machine doesn't just help people understand each other, it literally
gives the two subjects a first-hand experience at being the other person!
But, as Johnny always had a knack for doing, he pressed on with his
experiment, oblivious to what he had truly created. With a grin on his
face and excitement in his eyes, he only had one question to ask
himself...
"Now, who is going to help me reveal the greatest invention of all time?"
Mom, that'll be perfect, thought Johnny.
Walking up to the house, Johnny could hardly contain the thrill that was
running rampant through him right now. If this works, world peace will be
possible, he thought. And I'll be a billionaire! The very idea put a
smile on his face.
Hopping up the steps on the deck, he entered his home through the back
door.
"Moooommmmm!" He hollered through the house.
"I'm down here, honey," she replied from the basement.
Johnny jog-walked to the door leading to the basement and slid down the
banister, hopping off at the last second and landed gracefully on his
feet. He turned the corner and saw his mother dutifully folding laundry.
"Mom, you're not going to believe it. It's going to work. It has to work.
I've done all the calculations, crunched the numbers a thousand times.
This is it. This is the real deal," Johnny said hurriedly.
"Hold your horses. What is going to work this time? The Razr phone that
actually shaves your face while you talk," she quipped.
"Look, that would've worked. It isn't my fault the first person to try it
out had a huge beard," Johnny said defensively.
"That poor man... he would have never gotten that phone out of his beard
if it wasn't for the barber shop down the street."
Johnny could tell her skepticism wasn't going to play well with his in-
the-moment enthusiasm.
"Look, mom. This is the last time. I promise. I made a machine that
condenses a person's experience and transfers their understanding to
another subject. In other words, this machine creates empathy."
Mom looked at Johnny through her glasses, arms folded, with one eyebrow
raised. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard."
"Five minutes, mom. That's all I'm asking," said Johnny, hoping to get
his mom to give him one more favor. "This is a chance for people to
understand one another more completely. With this machine, I could
understand why you're so frustrated with my inventing blunders."
"Okay. You've got five minutes," she says, conceding to Johnny's request.
"You won't regret this, I promise," he replied with a giant smile on his
face.
"I've heard that before..." mom said, sounding slightly defeated.
Johnny lead the charge to the shed, with his mom walking behind him. It
was clear this wasn't the first time Johnny had pleaded with mom for some
help.
As they made their way through the back yard, Johnny noticed how bright
the day was. The sky seemed bluer, the grass was greener, and everything
just seemed like it was lined-up to go in Johnny's favor. He opened the
door to the shed, and ushered his mother into the room that contained his
latest experiment.
"So...?" he said, looking for his mom's approval.
She was quick to pick up on this,"it looks... interesting."
"Fair enough, mom. I know it doesn't look great right now, but I promise
you it works. Shall we give it a shot?"
"You're sure it's safe?," she questioned, rightfully so.
"You have my word. Now, how would you like it if I understood and
appreciated all the hard work you do for our family?" Johnny said.
Thinking it over, mom actually had a slight grin on her face. "If this
works, and you could do that, I'd be the happiest mother on earth," she
said.
"Well, let's give it a shot."
Johnny sat his mother down in one of the barbershop-style chairs and
placed the metallic sensors around her head. He then moved over to the
computer terminal.
"Alright... output from terminal one to terminal two... terminal two set
to receive input... Output set to draw from this portion of subject A's
brain... subject B will receive that here..." he said outloud to no one
in particular. "Alright, mom. It's all set up. I'll just plug myself in
and we'll be good to go."
Johnny hopped over some wires on the floor and plopped down on the seat
next to his mom. He placed the sensors on his head, and looked over at
his mother. She was giving him a reassuring look, which comforted him.
Then, with great precision, Johnny initiated the device.
As the process started, Johnny felt a slight tinge of electricity run
through his head. The whirring of the fans cooling the system seemed to
drown out all of the outside noise. The sounds of the system processing
information seemed to get louder and louder, until finally Johnny felt
like something was about to happen.
His vision began to blur slightly, but he could tell something big was
happening. Finally, when the system was reaching it's climax, all of the
lights went out and the entire shed sounded like it had lost power.
Johnny's head was spinning, he couldn't see anything and was wondering if
he was just going through another failed experiment.
"Jeez, looks like I'm still a failure," Johnny said. He quickly realized
something was very wrong. That wasn't the sound of his voice. He tried
cleared his throat several times, but each successful clear further drove
home the feeling that something was way off.
"Mom, are you okay?" He tried saying again.
"Johnny, is that you," she replied.
Johnny's eyes went wide. Recognized that voice. Of course he recognized
that voice. For the last 17 years, that's been his voice. Getting up and
stumbling over to the fuse box, Johnny had a sinking feeling about what
had happened. Although he couldn't see it yet, he could feel his body
moving in places that it shouldn't be moving, and clothes fitting in ways
they shouldn't be fitting. Finally making it to the fuse box, Johnny
flipped the blown fuse.
"AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" Carla and Johnny screamed.
"What the hell!" Johnny's mom yelled. She began looking herself over,
taking in all the new feelings from her current body.
"I don't know mom, there must have been an overload in the relay switch
during the extraction process," Johnny tried explaining. "The emergency
shutdown unit must have purged all information it had gathered... but it
purged it into the wrong bodies."
"Does that mean..." Mom said.
"...we've switched bodies," Johnny finished for her.
The swapped mother-son combo stared at each other in awe. Johnny couldn't
believe the event that had just transpired. A moment ago, he was a
budding scientist. Now, he was a 44-year old deep-chested woman. He took
a few steps towards his old body, each movement further verifying that he
was, in fact, in someone else's body. Each quiver, bounce, and jiggle of
his mom's curves sent messages to his brain that he had never felt
before. The tightness of the clothing, coupled with the added flesh and
fat was sending his brain into overdrive. Just a few minutes ago, he was
an in shape teen, but now his body has been replaced with that of a
middle-aged, curvy mother of three:
"Well... I guess this is one way to experience someone else's life,"
Johnny tried to joke.
"Johnny! Be serious! I can't be my own son. What will Richard think?"
"No, we can't tell anybody. If this gets out, I'll be ostracized from the
scientific community for life!" Johnny pleaded.
"Well, what are we going to do, then?" Mom asked, still clearly getting
adjusted to her new voice.
"Just, give me a second. Maybe we can use the same process to change
back?" He suggested, clearly not sure of himself... herself... whatever.
Walking over to the computer terminal, Johnny noticed that everything
looked fine. Other than the glaring mishap, it looks like the machine was
otherwise unscathed. Maybe that means his programming actually worked
exactly like it was supposed to, it was Johnny that had made the mistake
when developing the software. This means that he didn't make a machine
that helps aid in empathetic feelings, he made a machine that literally
allows someone to walk a mile in another person's shoes!
"Mom, I think we'll be able to change back without any problems," he said
confidently.
"Are you saying you accidentally invented a body switching machine?!" she
asked.
"It really looks that way," he replied.
At this point, Johnny began looking himself over. As a 17-year old, he
knew he still had a lot to experience in life, but this was taking it to
a whole 'nother level. He looked down, seeing that he was now wearing a
green shirt, denim jacket, and blue jeans. Pretty casual wear. His
mother's large bust was testing the fibers of the shirt.?Wow, think of
the possibilities now.
"So... what do we do now?" mom said, breaking the silence.
"Well, I guess the best way for me to understand you better would be to
walk a mile in your shoes. Want to try living each other's lives for a
few hours, see how it is playing for the other team?" Johnny suggested.
"Y'know, I've always wanted to know a few things about the lesser sex.
Think you can handle acting like your own mother for awhile?" She asked,
looking at her biceps as she flexed her arm.
"Yeah, as long as you don't act too weird in my body... like you can't
just walk around checking it out constantly like that,:" Johnny joked.
They spent the next few minutes giving each other a briefing on the
ground rules. Johnny told mom not to go anywhere too public, like the
mall. Mom told Johnny that there were still some chores that needed to be
done around the house. Johnny let mom know she might be getting some
texts later from some classmates. Mom warned Johnny about a coffee date
she had with her sister later that afternoon, if they were still...?like
this.
"So, you ready?" Johnny asked, eyebrow raised, grin on his face.
"I was born ready. Or at least, I'm in the body of someone that was born
ready," she returned.
Johnny was still being overwhelmed by the alien sensations his mother's
body was giving him. Her breasts especially would take some getting used
to, the way they jiggled and moved on his chest. He couldn't how much
bigger they seemed from a personal angle. "Jeez these are heavy!" he
complained as he and his mother parted ways for a time. And then there
was the distinct lack of 'equipment' between his legs. The fact that he
had possessed the very vagina that he had come out of... kinda creeped
him out just a little bit.
"Mom... where's the vacuum kept?" he shouted after her before she
disappeared.
"In the cupboard under the stairs sweetie, you should know that." his
mother responded in 'his' voice. It was still weird seeing and hearing
his own body through someone else's eyes.
"I don't clean, mom." Johnny shouted.
"Better get used to it then if you're gonna be in my shoes for a bit."
his voice sounded out, chuckling.
"Right." Johnny grumbled in his feminine tone. His mother then
disappeared outside for a time in her new teenage body, while Johnny set
about continuing doing his mom's chores, which he wasn't exactly excited
about. But maybe this would actually help their relationship a lot,
understanding what the other person had to go through. That was the
initial purpose of his machine after all, its just that it had a much
more unique way of doing it than he would have ever imagined.
Digging in the closet under the stairs, Johnny dragged the vaccum out and
plugged it into the wall socket
What ha had planned was a slow day of doing the chores, and then maybe
swapping back with his mom later. After all, he didn't want to remain in
her body for too long. He was partly afraid his mom might not want to
swap back after spending several hours in his body.
"Here we go." Johnny sighed, leaning over to turn on the switch, and
having his huge breasts heave forward, barely supported by his bra.
"Easy ladies," he said to himself, looking down at his breasts. "You
don't get to roam free until I say so."
The vacuum whirred loudly as Johnny made his way through the living room.
He lunge and thrust he made with the vacuum caused his body to jiggle. At
one point he even banged his hip against come cabinets, mostly because he
was still adjusting to the new... girth of his body.?Ouch! Damn, mom. How
do you control these hips??After a decidedly excellent job sweeping up,
Johnny put the vacuum away, and turned on the radio in the kitchen.
"Awesome! Shadona's Immaculate Correction! I love this album," Johnny
said aloud. Even though he used to roll his eyes every time his mom would
blast this album while cleaning, it just felt right to pump it up while
he worked.
At this point, Johnny was starting to lose the initial shock of the
change, and began to enjoy himself. Knowing how crazy this way, he felt
like his only choice was to embrace it and see how it goes.
"What do you say, girls? You want to have a little fun?" Johnny asked
himself... or more accurately, his assets. He looked under the sink and
grabbed a rag and some countertop cleaner and started to get to work. It
took more effort than he remembered to scrub the counters. His mom's body
just wasn't as strong as Johnny was used to.?I guess it's all a matter of
perspective,?he said jokingly to himself. Each time he made the 'wax on,
wax off' motion, he could feel his pudgy arms flap slightly. Small beads
of sweat began to form on Johnny's brow. As he wiped them away, he ran
his hands through is brownish-red hair. Even though it was poorly kept,
Johnny enjoyed the feeling of the long hair on his neck and shoulders. It
was heavy on his head, and definitely made the room seem warmer, but it
just felt so... neat!
Looking around, Johnny put his hands on his wide hips. "A job well-done,"
he said. He smiled to himself, proud of the work he had just
accomplished. Achievement unlocked: Freaky Friday. Not really knowing
what to do now, Johnny sat down at the kitchen table while he drank a
glass of ice water to help cool off...
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