Swapped!

A piece of art I had commissioned based on a dream I had last month. The art is by TF-Plaza. New GENIE'D! on Monday!

STORY

It was another typical morning at the Smith residence. The family was sitting down for another freshly made breakfast made by Mary, the gorgeous brunnete matriarch of the house while Jeff mentally prepared for his work day as a police officer by reading the paper. Tiffany was, as usual, browsing her phone, the busty, blonde and popular teenage girl posting another picture for Instapic. The youngest of the family, the eight year old Isaac, was busy playing with his favorite action figure while waiting for his mom to bring him his breakfast before the school day started.

"And then he went WOOSH and then BAM and POW AND HE BEAT THE BAD GUY! It was SO COOL!" Isaac hollered at the top of his little lungs as he flew the tiny action figure around the table, bumping Tiffany's phone right as she attempted to take another picture.

"HEY! Gawd, will you CUT IT OUT!? You're SO immature! Daddy, make him stop! He's the only reason I haven't become an influencer yet!" Tiffany whined to her father, who merely grunted. The eight year old stuck his tongue out at his sister as he continued to fly the superhero toy around the table. The seventeen year old desperately wanted to whack the boy on the head, but he was just so young that the concept of a proper sibling rivalry didn't really click with him.

"Isaac honey, out the toy away, it's time to eat!" Mary said in her singsong voice as she minced out of the kitchen, carrying four plates full of still steaming food for her family. It was a lot of work to do this every morning, but she LOVED being a housewife and mom. It had been her dream since being a little girl, but now that Tiff was almost out of high school and Isaac was growing up and out of the house more...Sometimes she felt bored and constrained while alone. She'd recently been contemplating getting a job (but she hadn't told anyone else in the family about that just yet).

"Like, mom! He ALWAYS does this and he gets away with being an annoying little brat! You and dad never DO anything! Meanwhile I get home thirty minutes late because of, like, traffic and you GROUND me!? Life is SO unfair!" Tiffany pouted, still stinging from the grounding last weekend. But in her defense and one that she could never tell her parents, Eric tasted, like, REALLY good! She bit a plump lip at the memory. Maybe once she wasn't grounded anymore thay could...

"Leave your brother alone, Tiffy" Jeff grunted putting his paper down and acknowledging his children at last. Or at least for a brief moment before the plate of sausages landed with a soft 'tink' in front of him, drawing the cop's gaze and attention away once more. He had precious little patience for more of this kid-crap, and he had a long shift ahead of him. Jeff considered his parenting for the day done and began to dig into the feast before him without a single utterance of any kind of a 'thank you' towards Mary. He didn't think anything about thanking his wife for the meal, to him this was just part of her duties as the stay at home woman. Maybe if she showed a bit more cleavage every now and then...

"NYAH NYAH, DAD LIKE ME BEST!" Isaac sneered before setting the action figure down and digging into his own plate of delicious food that mirrored his father's plate.

"THIS IS SO UNFAIR! How would any of you like it if I acted like I was seven years old again and a brat!?" Tiffany huffed, taking a fork and poking at the...more diet conscious portions and greens on her plate.

"He'll grow out of it honey just like you did" Mary said, setting her own plate down on the table and moving to sit with the rest of her family.

But then a bright flash of light filled the dining room!

It only took a moment, but MAry knew SOMETHING was wrong! She felt so tall and...powerful! There was no weight on her torso anymore and her hair didn't tickle her neck like it always did! And there was...there was something in the pants she now wore!

"AW YEAH! SUPER COOL!" Came a unfamiliar female voice next to her, and MAry turned to see a buxom brunette that was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time brushing long dark hair out of her face and shaking the absolutely enormous boobs hanging off her chest!

"Who are...you?" Mary stammered, her voice coming out low, deep, and very masculine. She blinked and looked down at herself, and a deep gasp of surprise came out as she realized she was wearing a...police uniform!?

"Oh. Oh no! OH NO NO NO NO NO!" A high pitched, boyish voice began screaming from where Jessica had been sitting. All eyes turned to the young boy who now wore a gray tank top and hand short blonde hair, a gap in his front teeth and, in place of a phone, was some kind of a game tablet?

"Holy...holy shit!" The other unknown woman at the table gasped, her voice high and melodic. The buxom blonde stared down at her huge rack as it strained against an almost stereotypical looking housewife day dress, all red with white polka dots that did nothing to hide the curves in her body.

"J-Jess?" Mary muttered, but knew it came out wrong. She knew the new woman that was currently casuing a very strange but powerful reaction in her new pants HAD to be her husband...But try as she might the former wife could only refere to Jeff as Jess!

"M-Mike?" The new Jess stammered, a delicate hand flying up to her plump lips as she too was forced to call the new police officer by an unfamiliar name, “Oh god, what is going on!?”

“SHE DID SOMETHING! CHANGE US BACK ISABEL! I MEAN IZZY! NO! MOM, MAKE HER CHANGE US BAAACK!” The new little blond boy screeched as tears welled in eyes as the former Tiffany pointed a stubby finger at the new big sister accusingly.

“Now who’s acting like a little brat, Timothy?” The former Isaac, now Isabel, said with a giggle, sticking her tongue out at her former big sister. The newly named little boy looked taken aback for a moment before bursting into tears. The new Isabel had no idea what had happened but this was SO. COOL! She was so tall now! And had boobies! While the rest of the family stared at their new bodies in shock, Isabel was busy playing with her hair, her boobies, her enormous butt now wrapped in girly sized clothes…And it felt really good too!

“NO!” Jess shrieked, launching herself up from the table and stumbling at the new and very large centers of gravity on her body. She tripped on the new heels she was wearing and began to fall, only to be caught by the strong arms of Mike.

“Easy, honey! I…I don’t know what happened but we’ll figure it out, okay? We’ll…find a way to change back!” Mike tried to reassure Jess, who didn’t seem to be paying attention to him as she jerked herself free and fumbled a few steps towards one of the small tables that decorated the dining room’s borders, seizing a picture frame in a tiny, red-tipped hand.

“LOOK!” Jess screamed again, hot tears in her eyes as she shoved the picture into Mike’s face. The new man peered at it and realized that it was a family picture…But as they were now, not in their original forms!

“That…That can’t be possible…” He stammered in continued disbelief. How could…whatever had happened, change reality so fully? This…this wasn’t who they were, right? He was supposed to be a woman! A housewife! Not a police officer! That was Jess’s profession! And her children were supposed to be the other way around!

But the changed family slowly moved through the house (or rather, the family minus Isabel, who raced on ahead) discovered that every aspect of their lives within the home had changed, just like themselves. Tim’s room, instead of being girly, pink and overloaded with makeup and cheerleading outfits, was now a cluttered blue room filled with hundreds of different toys ranging from cars to action figures to video games!

“NO!” Tim had wailed, burying himself on the messy, Iron Man themed bed as he sobbed into the pillows.

“GUYS! COME CHECK OUT MY ROOM!” Isabel’s voice called out, and the family proceeded down the hallway of the second floor, to see that Isabel’s room had indeeded changed. Gone were all the action figures that the former boy had loved so much, now it was a pink room filled with plushies and makeup! “Oh, this is so cool!” She beamed at her parents, who just backed away in horror and moved slowly towards their own room.

"Oh god Jess, what DID happen? And what if we ARE stuck like this? I...I don't know how to be a cop!" Mike whispered down to his smaller wife as they crept, his new large hands in her new small ones, towards the master bedroom door.

"And you think I know how to be a mom or cook!? This is the most involved I've been with the kids in years!" Jess whispered back, trying not to think on a potential future filled with cooking and cleaning for a family that she barely knew. That was part or the reason why she'd liked being a cop! Long hours, but she'd been able to stay away from all the heavy home lifting! And UGH THIS STUPID HAIR! Jess fumed as she whipped the blonde mane behind her again as they reached the master bedroom door.

With an ominous creak as Mike opened the door, the changed husband and wife were confronted with yet more evidence of their new lives. Pictures of them, as they were now, at their wedding, Jess filling out a dress that looked nothing like the one Mike had worn when he'd been the woman. Then pictures from their honeymoon, Mike's graduation from the police academy, Jess cradling newborn Isabel and Tim in her arms...

"I don't want to be a woman!" Jess finally wailed, her cries turning into a sob as hot, fat tears fell from her eyes and splash ton her substantial cleavage.

"What...what are we supposed to do!?" Mike grunted as the pictures of the chanyed past hit him square in the gut. If reality had changed so thoroughly then that meant that NO ONE likely knew they had been any different than who they were now! That meant that until, if ever, they figured out what had happened, they were stuck in these new lives!

Indeed, the changed Smith family, who they'd come to find out was now the Miller family due to it being Mike's former maiden name, would be stuck. They never did find the cause of the change, nor did they somehow discover a way to change back. They simply had to live their new lives as best as they could while remembering who they used to be and no idea who they were supposed to be now.

Mike, having no police skills, was eventually let go from the police force and had to take up several part-time jobs as a security guard at the local mall and an overnight at a corporate warehouse. He rarely saw his family anymore and was often too exhausted to engage in the handful of hours he got to spend at home. He spent most of his time at home asleep in bed, or eating terrible food that Mike knew how to fix better...but just never had the time or energy.

Jess turned to alcohol in short order, her new small body allowing her to get drunk very quickly. She couldn't get any kind of a job despite her police skills due to her anemic career history. In this reality, Jess's life had her becoming a mom and housewife early on. She was unemployable and to make matters worse, she was an AWFUL cook. So bad that the Miller family (she hated giving up her old name) ate fast food most nights and Jess was now starting to quickly turn fat.

Isabel had enjoyed being a teenage girl. Up until her first period experience she'd floated through her new life with ease, loving all the things she could do now! Then she'd hidden away and made a hell of a mess, with no help from the rest of her family. She also ended up developing a reputation at school for being a 'bimbo' (whatever that meant) and that she was 'easy'. And it didn't help matters when 'the period' didn't show up one month after she'd snuck off to some big party and tried, uh, 'kissing' some of the boys...

As for Tim, being a little boy was the worst. He had to go back to grade school! All of his 'friends' were stupid boys! And then because he was so whiny now he ended up being picked on and bullied in the typical casual cruelty of children. He turned to the crazy amount of video games that he now owned as a coping mechanism. Between the games losing the friends he had and his new mom's awful cooking and reliance on fast food, well, Tim ended up becoming quite the butterball. The only upside was that at least school was super easy the second time around.

To everyone else, no one quite knew what caused the otherwise well respected Miller family to implode like it had. They'd always been an almost too good to be true model of how a 'classic's nuclear family could still exist in the modern era. But now they were all broken, and utterly different from the people that, in this reality, had known.