Witch-Net Encounters: Help Around The House

In one corner of the Multiverse, a under-appreciated mom uses a strange website to get her family involved with her spring cleaning.

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"Hey mom, is can you make me some break...fast..." Jason yawned as he waddled into the kitchen. The twenty-two year old slacker had been up until dawn streaming and was just now waking up. But he froze as he reached the doorway into the kitchen where he had heard his mom busying herself, unprepared for the scene in front of him.

"You're finally up! Well, what are you waiting for? Get in here and help us clean up the kitchen!" All three Karens nagged, gesturing for her son to join them in the kitchen. "It's time for spring cleaning!"

Something tingled within Jason's body as he felt his muscles begin moving on their own as they pushed him through the door frame and into the kitchen. With each step, Jason felt himself changing as his body follolwed his mother's command. He'd just woken up and come downstairs for breakfast (at 1pm) and had stood there in shock as three copies of his mother were busy scrubbing the kitchen, humming along and chatting as if nothing was wrong. And Jason's sister Kayla and his dad Frank were nowhere to be seen in the house. Their cars were still parked outside and their shoes were still by the front door. If fact, the only thing that indicated where they were was the spilled "World's Greatest Dad" mug on the carpet outside the kitchen, and a pink cellphone.

But the call beckoned and despite trying his hardest to resist, Jason crossed the thresold of the kitchen, and the changes began.

First his feet grw smaller, his tennis shoes changing into a small pair of comfortable house shoes. Next were his legs and gym shorts, his flabby trunks slimming and losing their hair as they took on a more feminine shape as his hip bones swelled as denim covered his legs. Jason felt a short wave of nausea hit him as his genitals were sucked up into his body, replaced by a slit. His sports jersey that he slept in (and barely covered his gut) shimmered as it grew sleeves and buttons, turning from a black and red to a buttery yellow. Beneath it, a purple undershirt fitted itself to his thinning body as his weight shifted upwards into the new breasts that were pushing through the changing fabric, and into the pair of women's jeans he now wore. Modest breasts were now cradled within the fabric of his outfit and he watched in silent horror as his thick arms deflated, losing their hair as his hands shrunk by half their size as a set of mature bracelets curled to life on his left wrist, and a golden band appeared on his ring finger. The former overweight male heard bones crack as his shoulders rounded beneath his outfit and he cleared his throat, his husky, deep voice turning lighter as the fat on his neck evaporated. 

"Mom, what's happenin-" Jason had managed to say as he felt the bones beneath his clearing skin begin to shift and the tickling on his neck as long auburn hair grew out of his former black buzzcut. The words felt weird on his new lips, the voice alien to his small ears...But in a moment it didn't matter anymore.

"Oh my goodness, this house is filthy!" The new Karen exclaimed, mincing over and taking the offered rag from other self and began scrubbing the counters, humming a cheerful tune as all four women cleaned the kitchen from top to bottom before moving onto the rest of the house. It'd get clean in no time flat! Karen, all four of them, was so glad she'd bought that silly 'one wish only' spell off that strange website the lady at her book club had suggested to her. Now if only she knew where her worthless husband, son and daughter had gone...But that was fine. 

They never were much help around the house.