You lied in your room, spinning the ring, when your mother came in.
"David honey, I'm off to an emergency business trip; I haven't been able to tell your sisters and father, as they're out at the moment. Let them know, please."
"Kay."
"Bye, I love you."
You got an idea.
"I love you too, mom. How long will you be gone?"
"A week, minimum. Okay, I gotta run! Bye!"
She left, leaving you home alone.
"Wait...a week huh? I could live life as her and nobody will ever know..."
You got up from your bed and ran into your mom's room. You opened her closet, and admired all of it. You held the ring in hand, and touched one of her blouses.
Next thing you knew, you were your mother, in your clothes.
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