Tell the truth

Kelly shook her head, rejecting the thought of playing with her son's heart and pretending to be some hot chick who wanted to spend the day with him out of the blue. She had to be up front about what had just happened. Steeling herself, she marched out of the bathroom, blushing at how her new curves seemed to bounce and jiggle unrealistically with each step, stimulating her sensitive skin against the fabric of her clothes, and went straight for his bedroom door.

She knocked, heard him tell her it was open over the sound of video game noises, then opened it as instructed, standing in the door until he looked at her.

"What is it mo-" he started before seeing her, freezing in surprise and confusion at the unfamiliar bombshell of a girl in his house.

"Jack Rayson, quit staring at my tits and look me in the eyes! I'm your mother, you dumbass!" she said, before pausing as she realized that, for one thing, her voice had changed with her body, sounding sweet and melodic and just a little bit sultry; and for another, her vocabulary apparently had changed as she would have never said it like that normally. "Something happened, and now I look like this."

Jack blinked at this information, then looked at her like she was crazy. "What the hell are you talking about? Who are you, and how did you get in here?"

Sighing, Kelly began to rattle of information that only she would know: Jack's birthday, the birthmark on his ass, his favorite toy growing up, etc. By the end of it, Jack was staring at her wide-eyed.

"Mom?" he asked, dumbfounded.

"Finally," she sighed, looking at him with a teasing smile, finding his confusion oddly cute. "Took you long enough, knucklehead!"

"So... you're basically a teen now, just like me."

"Guess so! We're both 18 now... I don't know why or how this happened, and I don't know how long it is before I change back, if I do at all!"

The two stared at each other for a moment, neither sure how to proceed. As they did, Kelly took a look around the room. It was the same bedroom she remembered, but something felt different about it now. All the game and movie stuff he had decorating the place, as well as his game collection... before, she had thought it was just a cute phase her son was going through. But now? She thought it was the coolest thing she'd ever seen. And seeing the racing game paused on his screen filled her with a strange excitement. She not only wanted to play, but suddenly knew exactly what the game was, and somehow already knew how to play it. In fact, she had the same feeling about every game he owned.

Her heart skipped a beat in dread as she realized that, not only was she hot and his age, and had strange feelings for him, but she liked all of the same things as him.

'Oh, god, I'm my own son's dream girl' she thought to herself in horror.

And yet, when Jack asked her "So... what now?", there was only one thing that came to her mind.

She smiled, sat down next to him, and held out a hand. "Hand me a controller. We're hanging out today, and I want in on the next race!" She couldn't help herself. But, she figured, maybe she could control the situation and just have fun with her son without making it... weird.