Beep! Beep! Beep!
The alarm clock sounded. I rolled over and smacked it, managing to hit the button and shut it off before rolling back onto my stomach to get a few more minutes of sleep.
Or I would have, but I don't remember it being this uncomfortable. It felt like something was pushing on my chest. I rolled onto my back and put my hand to my chest, but it felt...squishy?
I threw the blankets off and looked down. What was I wearing? And what are those two bumps underneath it? I sat up on the edge of the bed (with more effort than I was used to) and pulled up the nightie, revealing my body.
"Wh-why am I wearing a bra? And why do I have tits?!" I shouted as I reached up and grabbed at them. They were definitely real. I smacked my hands down on my thighs, exasperated, and felt them shake slightly. I looked down, past my boobs, and saw my slightly poochy belly.
When I looked up, standing in the doorway of what I realized was my parents' room, was...me?
"Oh good, you're up," my body said to me. "I know this is hard son, but I needed a break. So I slipped a body swap potion into your dinner last night."
"What?!" I shouted. "Why would you do that? I don't want to be in your body!"
"I know, and I wasn't the biggest fan either. I know guys think big boobs are great, but you'll learn soon they're not all they're cracked up to be," she said with a smirk. "Now, I bet that bra's getting tight, so why don't you explore your new body, and I'll head out for the day. Have fun!"
"Wait!" I shouted, and my head popped back into the doorway. "When are you going to use the reversal potion?"
She laughed. "There isn't one! Have fun, MOM."
She left as my face went white. "There...isn't one...?" I repeated, not wanting to believe it. "So I-I'm stuck like this, in my own mother's body...forever..." I took the nightie the rest of the way off, and tried to remove the bra (she was right, it was feeling pretty tight), which after some difficulty I managed.
My breasts were now swinging free, and they swayed as I walked into the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.
It was strange to see my mother's face and body, topless, in the mirror, but the longer I looked, the more I got used to it. And that was good, cause I was going to be seeing it a lot more. Her breasts were pretty nice too. They were clearly the breasts of a mother, large and with dark areolas, but they were still reasonably perky. I played with them a bit, kneading and toying with their nipples. I gasped when I tweaked them just right.
That was when I spotted it: the pregnancy test sitting on the counter.
And it was positive.
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This is a post from the original opentgcaptions, sent to me by a kind Discord user who wishes to remain anonymous. Original author: TigBiddies