“You’re a joke, Mum. Look at you. All my friends think you’re some kind of freak!” said Michelle to her mother, Britney, who could not believe what she was hearing from her own daughter.
“How dare you? I am not a freak! If you knew what it was like to be me, you would understand!” snapped back Britney.
“You are a freak, and I would be embarrassed to be you. What a joke you are!”
Suddenly, the room began to spin, and Britney found herself looking back at her own body and down at her daughter’s.
“Ahhhh! Oh my fucking God! This cannot be happening!” shouted Michelle in shock as she somehow found herself in her mother’s body. She looked down in horror at her mother’s clothes, tattoos, and terrible fake tan.
But when she looked back up at her own body, her mother did not seem nearly as panicked.
“Who’s the joke now? Who’s the freak and who’s in your young body ?” said Britney. Before her daughter’s barrage of abuse, she would never have wanted this to happen, but now it seemed like the perfect way to teach Michelle some respect.
“No, we need to swap back! I’m sorry, okay? Please, help me, Mum… Oh God!” Michelle started panicking as she watched her mother admiring her soft young skin.
“Well, I’m going out. I haven’t been young in a long time, and I’m not going to waste it. Maybe I’ll get a tattoo. Plus, your skin is looking a little pale I think a fake tan is needed. See you later, freak!”
Michelle watched helplessly as her mother walked away in her body, begging her not to do anything to it.
She was left in tears, trapped in the body of the mother she had always been embarrassed by.
God, she hoped this wasn’t permanent.