Go back!

You sighed as I looked down at the medallion. You wanted another taste of a new body. Celebrating Mother's Day sounded fun. There was a click as you twisted the dial back.

The moment your mother left your room, you left it after her. Mere seconds later, you found yourself back outside your room. For a moment you just stood there, taking in all the sensations. The stale air felt different on your skin. The cute black top holding your heavy breasts in place. The long straight hair tied in a bun on your head, moving with the motions of your head. Hell, everything even looked different.

You looked down at your chest, cupping your motherly breasts again. You seriously had breasts now. Every single aspect of your life was different. It wasn't your life anymore, it was your mothers And now, you had control of it.

You could be anyone and do anything. At the ripe old age of twenty one had access to really anything you wanted if you played your cards right. It was like winning the lottery. You were paralyzed with excitement, yet it was impossible to tell what you should do first.

So you just enjoyed touching you new breasts. While they did belong to your mother, your found myself caring less and less with the more fun you had.

"What did you say earlier, Mommy?" You asked in an impression of your real body's voice to no one. "Well sweetie, your father is taking me to the spa, and then out to dinner! Doesn't that sound fun?" You said as you switched back to your mother's sweet tone. You giggled at your playacting, feeling this strange sense of euphoria.

But was it really so strange? You'd accidentally stumbled into power beyond the human mind! You didn't even like the possession fetish, yet now you could live out the real thing..

A loud, almost sinster laugh escaped your lips as you felt down your body. Your mother's body felt so good to be in. You almsot felt bad for enjoying it so much. You felt all poweful. And you really were. This power... it was something out of this world.