"Yeah. Yeah, you're right, I can do pretty much anything I want now," you smiled (quite literally) to yourself, as you absorbed what the other "you" was saying. Up until that point, you'd been far too occupied with trying to fit in with the rest of your family, and not get caught out that you hadn't really given much thought to what you could now do with your power (possessing your mom had after all, simply been a test).
"So, we gonna head out and find some babes for you to possess or what?" your duplicate then asked, clearly very excited by the prospect. You, however, after having a moment to think about it, weren't quite so ready to switch bodies just yet, having not having gotten completely comfortable with the one your were in right now, and even though it was your mom's body (which you guessed was slightly creepy), you figured there had to be some fun to be had as her.
"Not so fast, dude, I'm still getting used to all this remember?" you told yourself, getting up from the bed and wandering over to the mirror on the back of your closet, "Besides, I'm mom now, I'm an adult, head of the freaking household. I can pretty much do anything I want now and nobody can tell me off!"
"Yeah, I guess..."
"I can totally boss my sisters around and stuff, or get them to clean up my room even," you chuckled somewhat deviously as you sized up your mother's reflection in the mirror, still finding it somewhat strange to see her very familiar 36 year old face staring back at you.
The other "you" wasn't quite as enthused by this plan as he was his own (much like you probably wouldn't be if he was the one possessing your mother's body, instead of some hot, soon to be girlfriend), but you didn't care, you were both the same person after all, and if you wanted to be a grown up for a while then he was just going to have to like it. Besides, it had to be said that there was something quite cool about being an adult woman and seeing two rather large mounds pushing out from your chest, not to mention feeling what was now between your legs, and although you would never admit it out loud, your mom did look kind of pretty in her white sundress, and you couldn't help but feel more than a little excited to actually be her; to be the woman who gave birth to you...as messed up as that was.
"Okay, first thing's first..." you then announced, pulling your eyes from your mother's curvy body and blushing a little as you did, aware that the other you had no doubt you checking "yourself" out, "Time to head back downstairs and see what the rest of the family is up to."
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