Jon wandered into the kitchen to find most of his family already sitting down for breakfast, with his mom wandering to and from the table as she served them. He took his seat and was soon offered a plate and cutlery for pancakes.
"Thanks mom," he said before reaching for the stack of food in the centre of the table. She patted him affectionately on the shoulder before returning to the counter top - and that was when Jon suddenly felt an unusual sensation under his clothes.
Looking down, he stared at his mother's hands in place of his own. And her slim arms. And her great big boobs! Jon audibly gasped. He felt the twinge of something thin and solid underneath his new bustline and realised his skinny-fit t-shirt had become a top of a near-identical design except with built-in support.
Looking over at his mom, he saw her upper body had changed to resemble his own, albeit she still wore a blouse under her apron and presumably a bra over the flat chest which looked awfully like his. Her face and the rest of her body was unchanged and she didn't seem to notice anything wrong.
Curious, Jon reached for his own face. It felt the same as it ever did. Then his altered hands dived between his legs for confirmation. Relieved and a little confused, he found no changes down there either. Then, when he realised it was technically his mom's hand touching his junk, he pulled his hands away in embarrassed shock and stared intensely at his own plate.
From her vantage point at the kitchen counter, his mother took another look at Jon and sighed.
"Jon I know your shirt has an under-wire, but I wish you'd wear a bra too," she said suddenly. "Everyone at the table can see your nipples!"
"Everyone else in the world, too," quipped Zoe.
"Shut up, Zoe!" Jon scowled at Zoe, his face flushed with embarrassment. He stared down at his buxom chest, and he could see his nipples "“ his mom's nipples "“ projecting from the round surface, forming little tents in his cotton shirt.
At that moment, while Jon was contemplating his stolen boobs, his mother - the active member of the swapping chain - touched someone else. This resulted in her trading her lower half with...
