Finding Out Who They Are Now

A bit confused as to what I was even supposed to do, I headed back into the living room. On my way there, I got a glimpse of a beautiful blond woman looking at me in the hall mirror and stopped in my tracks. With all the confusion and panic, I hadn't actually taken the time to really look at myself. I was... gorgeous. For the most part I still mostly looked like myself, my mom, but now much younger, likely in my late twenties. My hair, which used to be long and straight, was now shorter and a bit curly. Gone was my acne, replaced by smooth, soft skin. My eyes were a bit bigger, my mouth a bit fuller, my jawline a bit wider. There was definitely a bit of Bobby in there, but since we'd always looked alike, it was hard to tell exactly what parts of me were him and which parts were me.

"Well, this is an interesting development..." I muttered to myself. My eyes were drawn to my big, heavy tits. They were barely contained inside the weird t-shirt I was now wearing, and I had to fight the urge to squeeze them. No! I surely was not going to end up like Francis or whatever they were called now. I was going to stay in control! Though, the fact I had never ever touched breasts before was definitely making it harder to resist the temptation... Well, Bobby had not. Why not? I thought, biting my lips and feeling myself getting hard. It's my own tits anyway, right? What's the big deal? I slowly raised my hands towards the soft, round mounds and was about to squeeze them when my phone, Bobby's phone, began to buzz. I sighed, feeling relieved and frustrated at the same time. "Hello?" I answered.

"Bobby! It's... Dad." A squeaky, high-pitched voice said on the other side of the line.

I blinked, surprised. Now was not the time to deal with my ex-husband. "Daniel, I'm kinda busy right now," I said, trying to keep the irritation out of my tone. If he planned on telling me in detail how happy he was, now fused with the girl he'd cheated on me with, I wasn't interested.

There was a short pause before he answered again. "Lisa? Hey... I just wanna talk to Bobby, okay?"

I sighed, annoyed at his tone. "Well, you're in luck, I'm Bobby too." I snapped, irritated.

Once again, there was a moment of silence on the other side of the line. I almost laughed nervously as I tried to guess what was going through his head. "You two... fused?"

"No, Daniel. I'm just fucking with you." I grumbled. "Yes, you idiot, we merged! Not like we planned it or anything…"

"Yeah... Things didn't really go according to plan here either." He mumbled, sounding embarrassed. It was strange. I could recognize his tone, but he sounded like a teenage girl. "Wait... Did you say 'fucking'?"

"Didn't you merge with Jessica?" I asked, raising an eyebrow and ignoring his remark. Jessica was his new wife and a very nice woman. I hated her. I liked her. She was kinda okay, I guess...

The girl on the other side of the line sighed, sounding frustrated. "I merged with her daughter, alright?"

"Cindy?" I gasped, my mouth hanging open. "Isn't she like twelve?"

"Thirteen." Daniel/Cindy said, sounding a little ashamed.

"Jesus, Dan," I scoffed, "Way to rob the cradle."

"Hey, cut the crap, Lisa! I didn't plan on fusing with her or with my forty-year-old stepdad, alright?"

I was about to argue when I thought about my own situation. I was currently standing in front of my hall mirror, arguing on the phone with my ex and trying not to look at my tits in the meantime. I was my own mother and my own son at the same time. It was pretty fucked up... "You're right, sorry." I mumbled, "I didn't plan on fusing with Bobby either." I sighed, feeling tired.

"Is he... Is he still in there?" I heard Daniel/Cindy ask, their tone softer.

"I'm here, Dad... It's just... a bit complicated to explain..."

"No kidding..." They sighed. "Look, I'm just calling everyone I know to make sure they're alright, okay? I'm glad to hear you're both... erm, you're alright."

I smiled despite everything. He had always been a good father to Bobby. "Thanks, Dan. You take care too, alright? Let's talk later. Once we've figured this mess out."

"Sure thing." They said. "Bye... Lisa? Bobby?"

"Bye..." I mumbled, ending the call.