"I wish that my mother wasn't aware that anything strange has happened," said Jon, thinking quickly, "and that as far as she is concerned she has always had my body. Also, I wish that she was brilliant at Chemistry and passed the test with flying colours"
That taken care of, Jon slumped back into a chair and let out a huge sigh. What a day it had been! Jon's eyes drooped as he fell to sleep...
He woke again and looked at "his" body. So it hadn't all been a dream, it was real. He heard a noise from upstairs. On his way, he noticed his school bag and coat in the kitchen. His mother must be home. He went up to his old bedroom and opened the door.
There, in front of him, was himself, or his body at any rate, with one of his adult mags in front of him, penis in hand, masturbating!
Jon looked shocked and Jon's old body looked shocked.
"What on earth are you doing?"
"I'm sorry, mother, I..."
"You're not even Jon! You're my mother! God, I wish you'd behave more like her!"
As Jon said the words, he realised what he had done. He had got his mother back, but in his old body. There had to be a way around this...
