Slightly intoxicated by the thoughts of what, and more importantly who, he would do with his new, pornstar body, Jon stepped out of his room without looking, and immediately went down in a tangle of arms, legs, and assorted body parts as someone slammed headlong into him.
His mom had been in a hurry, and was running down the hallway towards the stairs when Jon suddenly stepped out of his room right in front of her. There hadn't even been time for her to let out a yell before they collided. Fortunately, they didn't fall down the staircase, but caught on the railing on the top step, thus leaving them both with only minor bruising, rather than severe injury.
Tangled as they were, Jon realized that he had run into his 35 year old mother. Her paunch was gone, her previously sagging Ds now high and prominent, a fact Jon could make out because her conservative dress had been replaced by a tied off blouse (clearly with nothing underneath) and a pair of short-shorts. Her somewhat limp brown hair was now full and nicely styled, and she had a small amount of tastefully applied makeup on. She also seemed to be taking the fact that one of his hands had landed on her right boob and the other was against her cunt through her shorts much better than he imagined she would have before that wish.
"Jon, you have to be careful. You can't just step out into the hallway at a run like that. If we'd gone down the stairs, we could have gotten seriously hurt," She said, making no move to remove his hands or scold him for the inappropriate contact.
