View Part 2 of The Farmhouse.
The days passed and I was starting to get nervous. I had hoped Mom would’ve fixed the wiring that day, but that didn’t happen due to a part. It was a foreign piece that they didn’t carry in the hardware store out here. We had to order it online, and wait for it to arrive from overseas.
As we waited, I became more and more worried that I’d be stuck in the body of my own mother forever. But it was was worse than that. There were actually parts of being her that I actually started to enjoy! I certainly didn’t like being older, that’s for sure. But being a woman was actually starting to excite me! I was very curious about exploring my feminine body, and the only thing that stopped me was the fact that I couldn’t get out of my head that it was my mother’s!
As I arrived down to the kitchen on the fifth day, my mom asked why I was wearing a skirt. I told her it felt right (which it did!). And then she shared the good news; the machine was fixed. We could swap back! But I was already thinking about how I would use it after that to swap with someone else!
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