As Isabelle clutches the stone tightly in her hand, pondering who she should attempt to swap with, her mind drifts to her son. She knows she shouldn't, of course, at least not without his permission, but she also can't help but wonder what it would be like to be his age again. It's been so long...not to mention, he's a boy, and a twinge of curiosity tweaks through her as she considers it.
But before she can really either dismiss or commit to the idea, the stone responds. It glows blue, and she finds herself in an entirely different room...and in another body, at that. A body clearly much younger than hers, wearing simple jeans and a t-shirt, sneakers, and she can feel that her hair is short and unkempt, her chest flat, and...is that what she thinks it is, between her legs?
"Oh my god, it worked..." Isabelle breathes, and the sound of her voice confirms it. It isn't her voice at all; it's Jake's. She's really swapped bodies with her son.
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