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Chapter #4
The power of personality swaps
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Emma stated “I wish we could do that.” Referring to Liz’s statement of getting older experienced people, into younger bodies.
Emma laughed and knew nothing like that could ever happen. Looking down at her phone she saw it light up with a text from her daughter. Rolling her eyes she started to read about how her daughter was complaining about having to study this weekend for a test.
Looking over at Liz, Emma stated “it’s not just the employees here that need to grow up, my own daughter needs to.”
Liz smiled at the comment and continued to work at her desk.
Emma texted Alice back that she needed to work hard and stop thinking things were so bad.
Alice was at school, wearing a gray tank top and jeans. Something her mother hated because her cleavage was showing.
A few minutes of back and forth Emma and Alice grew more frustrated. As they were both texting they hit send at the same time “I wish you were more like me”
Suddenly Emma felt herself being almost pulled. Her whole essence being sucked almost as if it was being drained into the phone in her hands.
Alice back at school was experiencing the same feeling. At the same time a new essence being replaced. Unknown to Alice that it was her mother's.
Emma suddenly unfrozen, looks around the office. Thinking “Like I so am ready for today to be over.”
Seeing her phone in her hand light up with a texted from Alice “You’re right mum I don’t know what came over me, I’m going to keep working hard.”
Emma rolled her eyes “That’s one of us.” She stated
Liz looked up “What’s that Luv?”
Emma stated “Nothing…like I’m going to go take a walk.” Standing up and looking down at herself. Instantly feeling uncomfortable in her white blouse and black slacks. Thinking “Ew what was I thinking dressing like this today.”
Liz watched Emma walk out the office with more of a bounce in her step. Bushing it off she went back to work.
…..
Back at school Alice put her phone in her pocket. Looking at her breasts she felt off about the size they were and also that they were showing too much. Pulling at the fabric she hoped that it would cover them up but it was no use.
“I’ll be sure to wear something more appropriate tomorrow.” She said, walking towards her next class.
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