Daniel awoke by the sound of his alarm... Wait a minute... He did not set an alarm. It did not sound like his own either. But it sounded familiar.
Shocked the boy opened his eyes and looked at a night table on which an alarm clock was rining. It was a long pink box with digital digits on it. Except for the colour it looked like his own. He had seen this alarm clock before but where?
Suddenly his eyes opened wide in shock. Of course he knew it! It was his mother's! Shocked the boy sat up and strands of brown hair fell into his face. Surprised and shocked at the same time he brushed it away. That was the moment he noticed his hands.
They still looked the same but the nails were different. They were long and painted pink. Daniel quickly looked down to see himself wearing a rather familiar lilac nightgown. It was the one his mother usually wore. The strange thing was that the nightgown fitted although his mother was fatter than his skinny self.
Daniel looked around and saw that he indeed was in his mother's bedroom. Everything was there that should have been there. "What am I doing here?", asked Daniel and was reliefed that he voice was still the same.
He got out of the bed and looked at his legs. They were shaved. Curious his hand moved to his crotch. His penis was till there but around it were some soft panties.
The "boy" slowly stood up and walked over to the big mirror his mother had in her room. Inside he saw himself but with long brown hair, manicured hands and feet and dressed in his mother's nightgown.
"What is happening?", he mumbled and quickly got out of the room and barged into his own room. Inside he found his mother sleeping in his bed, having his short hair cut and if he saw correctly, hair on her legs.
"That is impossible.", he whispered to himself and began shaking his mother. "Wake up.", he said. "Wake up.".
His mother slowly opened her eyes and looked at him sleepily. "What is it, mom?", she asked him. "You're going to throw me out now?".
Daniel was shocked by her reaction. She thought he was him! How is that even possible?
His mother looked at him confused. "You okay?", she asked. Daniel was unsure what to say. He was sure she would not believe him anyway so the best was to pretend he was her.
"Er... yeah... I was just... er... waking you up so you... er... could get a job...", stummered Daniel and tried to sound like his own mother.
Meanwhile she sighed like Daniel usually did when this subject came up. "I told you.", she said firmly. "I found a job. Now go out!", he ordered and Daniel decided it was the best to do what he said.
Shocked Daniel went back to his mother's bedroom. He had no idea why or how this happened but it clearly happened. He was his own mother and she thought she was him!
In his mother's room Daniel broke down and leaned against the door he just closed behind him. "How is this even possible?", he asked himself. "It can't be. I can't be my own mother!".
Daniel sat there, looking at his unfamiliar nightgown that fitted him perfectly, at his shaven legs and his manicured hands and feet, and thought about all possible scenarios that could have caused this but not one did make any sense.
"Maybe it will just go away. Maybe I'm just dreaming.", he thought and pinched himself but in vein. "I'm not dreaming.", he sighed.
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