At 3:24 in the afternoon, Sharon was sitting on the couch watching one of her favorite programs. She is your mother, a middle-aged woman in her late thirties. 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.

You enter the house and dutifully took off your shoes. Mom didn't like anyone wearing shoes in her house. You look around the house for your mother. She is in the kitchen brewing coffee.

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

"What's up?"

"I was coming home from school. You know walking toward the bus and this woman gave me a gift."

"What type of gift?"

"It's more like a power. I can swap traits with anyone if we both agree."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Author's Note: Part of the power was that anyone who you told would believe you instantly.

"That's great, but don't abuse your power."

"I can't. Everyone has to agree."

"What happens after you swap."

"We just swap. What else is there to say?"

"Can other people tell anything had changed?"

"No, of course not. Everyone will think it's natural."

"Including the person you swap with?"

"Of course."

"Hey, I have an idea, why not swap with me."

"Swap with my mom?"

"Yeah, this is going to be so funny. Aunt Cheryl is coming over. Let's swap without telling her."

Aunt Cheryl is Sharon's younger sister. Cheryl is only 22 years old. She is closer in age to you than she is to Sharon.

"What do you want to swap?"

"She's always been jealous of my boobs. You know how she likes to dress. Those push-up bras and stuff. Think of how jealous she'll be if you a boy of fourteen has bigger breasts than she has."

"That would be kind of funny."

"You're a boy. You can even walk around the house topless," Sharon giggled.

"OK, let's do it."

"What do we do?"

But even before Sharon had time to ask, the swap already took place. You both had agreed. They didn't need to say anything special.

"Oh, my goodness?" Sharon exclaimed.

You looked down at the huge bumps under your shirt. They hung down somewhat since you weren't wearing a bra. You could clearly see the outline of your nipples too. You raised your hands to 'support' your new boobs.

"Maybe I should give you my bra?"

"Naaa, let's leave it like this."

"Fine, just don't go jumping up and down?"

You did so just to be a wise ass. Your boobs flopped with the motion.

"Stop that."

"OK, now what."

"Help me get the cookies and cake and we'll wait for Cheryl."

Cheryl drove up into the driveway.

"You greet Aunt Cheryl. I'll wait in here."

"Sure."

"She won't know anything is wrong?" Sharon confirmed.

"No."

Sharon smiled.

You exited the kitchen and opened the door letting Cheryl and your baby cousin Emily in. She wanted to hug you, but she couldn't with Emily in her arms. Cheryl was dressed in a crop top and Capri-length leggings which exposed her belly and legs under her knees. Sharon thought that Cheryl would dress more modestly since she was a mother now. Cheryl didn't care. She was only 22.

"How have you been?"

"Fine, Aunt Cheryl. And you?"

"Busy, I've been very busy with the new baby. She's wet now. I have to change her."