A new body, another life...

Good lord your head's aching... you open your eyes to see yourself in new surroundings. A hospital room by the looks of it. You tilt your head to the side and see an ECG monitoring your pulse rate with a steady, high-pitched beep each time your heart throbbed. On the other side of the hospital bed you're in, there's an IV bag hung on a chair with a connection right into your arm... hold on... you turn your arm a few times and see quite a few freckles on your skin? No that can't be, your skin was flawless just earlier today... as you push the blanket out of the way however, everything seems to be intact. Covered by a hospital gown, you could see the familiar curves of a typical woman -- yourself.

Still, it felt like something was off... so with a quick glance towards the door, you reassure yourself that nobody had snuck into the room before you pull your gown up to get a better look -- and boy was it a surprise...

Your breasts were still a decent double-D cup, but looked much... saggier? The previously completely taut, pale skin on your body was now slightly tanned and a little wrinkly. As you look further down, you also see that your vag was no longer bare. There was a small bush. This is... all wrong! What's going on!? The heart rate monitor beeps more rapidly now, and before long you see the door opening and a nurse stumbling inside, along with... yourself?? Right there next to the nurse was a brunette girl with the same face that you woke up to just a day ago, the same body type, the same... everything!?

"Hey, look at who finally woke up," the mysterious girl chuckles arrogantly. "I see you're already inspecting the goods -- don't get too eager, or are you really that into your mom?" The wheels in your brain start turning and you realize why the body still looked familiar - it was your mother's! But how! "I see that your head is just about to explode," she continues with a vile smile. "You know, I drove us here to have a little bit of fun with you. I asked an old friend for help, but you know what happened when I explained our situation? She was excited! Magic is a rare thing, ya know. Instead of listening to what I said, she instantly wanted to check out how such a curious spell works or if she may even be able to alter it! Who am I to deny that?"

This was... too much. Seriously? "How is that even... possible?" you ask her in utter disbelief. Your mother had somehow stolen your body! What kind of a witch does she have for a friend?

Your mother however ignored your accusations and continued on with her story. "So after running a couple of tests on both of us, she noticed that while your body was different, your blood was not. So perhaps the spell was tied to your blood? We didn't have anything else to go on, so she drew a blood sample from both of us... and you can guess what happened when she injected me with some of your blood. A fresh, young, perfect teenage body! I got to keep the extra bits down there, so there's still something to figure out... then again, maybe that part isn't a curse but a blessing? Hah, we'll get to the root of that eventually. Get it? The root of it? Aw come on, lighten up a bit," she teases you while you're having none of it. It's like interacting with an evil version of yourself! "After I had a fair share of fun in this new body earlier today," she continues with a brief smirk towards the nurse, who blushed as soon as their eyes met, "I figured that things might get tricky if I simply up and vanish, so we concluded that you will take my place!"

God, leave it up to your mother to milk various benefits out of even the worst situation. "What makes you think that I'd play along with any of that? There's no way I'll just take your place, not after you put me through this -- not to mention you did this against my will!" you hiss angrily back at her.

"Because as long as you don't get preggers, it will all be reversed again eventually, right? So stop getting your panties all twisted up. I already expected you to be a crybaby about it though -- so while you were passed out, we gave your subconscious a solid workout routine of mental conditioning! That feisty brain of yours will be unable to tell anyone about your true identity. Secondly, you're also unable to do anything that prevents me from getting laid. If I only have a short time to enjoy this body, then I sure as heck will make the most of it! Those are the only two rules you're bound to, pretty sure you can manage that for the remaining..." she trails off with a glance towards the clock. "... 26 hours. Get dressed, we're driving back home."

Quite the sticky situation...