An almost curious thought seems to consume you. Again, you struggled to put on the other slipper and watched with continued amazement as your foot tingled and shrunk underneath the fuzzy pink slipper. You were left with both of your mother's feet and the power to alter any body part by wearing someone's clothing.
"Since I'm already wearing mom's slippers..."
Cautiously, you open the door into her bedroom. No one was home but your little sister, however, if you made too much noise she'd no doubt get suspicious. Plus, what would she say if she discovered you trying on your mother's clothes?
The inside of your mother's room was quiet and messy. Paperwork was scattered all over the floor, no doubt all important information regarding her jobs. You lamented on the fact that she never seemed to have time to organize things, she was always too busy working or pleasing your sisters and you.
"Maybe I can give her a little break like this then," you smiled.
It was your birthday, but your mother certainly could use the rest. Besides, you apparently had received the best gift ever. Chuckling as you came to her closet, you opened it and dug through the many outfits she had but never got a chance to wear anymore. Some were ancient, back when she was a more thinner size and when she and your father were still together. Browsing the selection, you ended up picking...
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