At 3:24 in the afternoon, Sharon was sitting on the couch watching one of her favorite programs. A middle-aged woman in her late thirties, her son Jason would be home from school in a few minutes. She, like her mother and sister, had large breasts and a nicely rounded ass, but relatively narrow hips. She took this time every day to relax and watch her program.

Jason entered the house; he dutifully took off his shoes. Sharon didn't like anyone wearing shoes in her house.

"Mom, you're not going to believe this!" Jason exclaimed.

"Hey, can't it wait a few minutes, my show is almost over."

Jason didn't have to be told how important the show was to his mom. Despite wanting to tell her badly, Jason went to his room to put away his jacket and put down his books. He changed out of his school clothes and put on a pair of jeans and a Metallica T-shirt. He placed his uniform with the rest of the laundry that needed to go to the dry cleaners.

A few minutes later, "Mom, this woman gave me. I mean it's so great. You aren't going to believe it," Jason spit out his words.

"Calm down, start at the beginning."

"OK, I got out of school and walked to the bus stop. When..."

During Jason's story, Mom turned her head when she saw a car pull into the driveway. She saw her sister Cheryl's car pulling in. Sharon had been expecting Cheryl. She had called and told her that she wanted to talk to her.

"Hey, Aunt Cheryl is here. Go get the door for her!"

Sharon knew that Cheryl's hands would be full. She was a relatively new mom and would be carrying her baby Emily in her arms with all the usual baby supplies she would need.

"OK, but I have to tell you the story."

"Later."

Jason opened the door. As expected, Aunt Cheryl entered the house carrying Emily in her arms with a diaper bag and her purse slung over her shoulder.

"Hi Aunt Cheryl," Jason said.

"Let me put on some coffee and get some cake." It would be easier to talk over coffee and cake, Sharon thought.

"I don't want to be a bother."

"No problem...Jason entertain your favorite aunt."

While Sharon was preparing snacks in the kitchen, Jason told Cheryl of his amazing story of how he could swap traits with anyone as long as he got their permission. It was easier to tell his aunt than his mother since she was 'cool' that way.

[Note: Part of the power was the ability to make anyone he told believe what he said was true instantly.]

Aunt Cheryl's worried look disappeared from her face and a mischievous expression replaced it.

"Let's swap places in the family."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"I don't know. There is also one other thing about this power."

"It's not permanent, is it?"

"No, but once something has been swapped between two people, you can't swap the same thing back for 24 hours."

"I see. So we can't swap back for a day? That doesn't seem too bad."

"Stuck for an entire day."

"One day? That's all. No big deal. Let's play a trick on your mom. Let her think I'm her son and you're her sister for a day. I'll be the annoying son and you can be her loving sister."

"I'm not that annoying...I mean, I love Mom."

"I know you do. It'll be so much fun."

"We'll swap back tomorrow?"

"Sure," Cheryl was looking for a small break in her own difficulties.