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“Please mom you need to believe me.”
She steps inside and closes the door, and takes a deep breath.
“I do believe you. And I blame myself for what has happened here.”
“What? Why mom?”
“Because I didn’t raise you properly. Look what you did to each other. Magically manipulated your bodies out of spite and pranks, instead of fixing the worlds problems. I have failed you as a parent, and for love of god I wish I was a better one so you wouldn’t end up like the horny mess that you are.”
“Wait mom no!” You say as her and you for someone reason start changing. You are worried about what you might become but quickly realize you have changed into a more reasonably proportioned version of your previous body. You look to your mother in horror as she looks to be a stereotypical housewife.
“Hello dear. I just finished up some cookies if you would like some. Father will be home late tonight”
Your sister comes in and takes a cookie. Not changed at all but seemingly aware of her relations.
“Thanks mom!”
“Oh Samantha, could you please change into something more respectable?”
“Ugh fine, and it’s Sam mom.”
She steps inside and closes the door, and takes a deep breath.
“I do believe you. And I blame myself for what has happened here.”
“What? Why mom?”
“Because I didn’t raise you properly. Look what you did to each other. Magically manipulated your bodies out of spite and pranks, instead of fixing the worlds problems. I have failed you as a parent, and for love of god I wish I was a better one so you wouldn’t end up like the horny mess that you are.”
“Wait mom no!” You say as her and you for someone reason start changing. You are worried about what you might become but quickly realize you have changed into a more reasonably proportioned version of your previous body. You look to your mother in horror as she looks to be a stereotypical housewife.
“Hello dear. I just finished up some cookies if you would like some. Father will be home late tonight”
Your sister comes in and takes a cookie. Not changed at all but seemingly aware of her relations.
“Thanks mom!”
“Oh Samantha, could you please change into something more respectable?”
“Ugh fine, and it’s Sam mom.”
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