Agatha was a terrible mom to you, the morbidly obese woman. She had you, and your father left her, and alone with you, she became obsessed with you loving her. She wanted you to fulfill the role your father didn't as her partner. She made sure you couldn't have friends, and she didn't let you sleep in your own bed. She made you sleep in the same bed as her in order to make sure you got used to it and couldn't sleep without her lying at your side. She made you clean for her, cook for her, massage her, and give her flowers constantly when you were just a kid.

You developed a dependency on her; all your elementary school and high school years were lonely. She would scare any possible friend. It wasn't until college, where she couldn't follow you all the time, that you made your first friends and met the love of your life, Emma.

Emma is gorgeous, gentle, selfless, and a great human being in general. She helped you heal and supported you when you decided to take therapy. After graduating, you proposed to her, and she happily accepted. You married her in secret. Agatha didn't find out until it was too late. She threatened to hurt herself if you didn't divorce Emma, but you stood your ground. She didn't do it, and Emma was proud of you for not being manipulated by her anymore.

A year later, living with Emma, you were planning on having kids, but deep down you wanted to fix things with your mother. Emma was against this, but you convinced her to give her one last chance and, in the worst-case scenario, cut ties with her forever and have closure. She sighed and accepted, thinking you deserved to close that chapter forever and move on.

When you and Emma visited her, her house and she were a mess; she stank, a mountain of dirty dishes was in the kitchen, and the living room had clothes, empty bottles, and rotten food everywhere. Agatha simply asked you if you were happy abandoning her. You tried to talk with her, but all she did was try to make you feel guilty. Emma was really upset at Agatha and just waiting for you to make the call so you could leave. Agatha just asked you to bring her some cigarettes like you used to, and you decided to do her a last favor and went to the store for them.

While you were gone, Agatha and Emma had a heated argument. Agatha blamed her for stealing you away from her, while Emma called her out for all the psychological abuse she did to you growing up. They almost went to hurt each other. In the middle of the argument, Agatha said only she would know how to take care of you, what you need, and how to love you. She said she wished God was fair and made her your wife instead of your mother. Furious and in the heat of the moment, Emma screamed she wished she was your mother growing up; that way, you would have grown with a monster but loving mother, and she would have done a much better job than Agatha raising you.

Their wish came true after that; they felt an earthquake, and their souls left their bodies and entered into the other. Unconscious on the floor, they slowly regained consciousness. Emma felt weird; she felt heavy, and her back and knees were killing her. She tried to stand up, but she felt her body bounce.

Emma: What the...my voice…why is it so raspy...? She looked down and saw a huge round belly and big saggy boobs. She stood up bouncing and saw a mirror, Agatha's fat and old face staring back at her...nonononon...no, this can't be!!!!!

On her part, when Agatha woke up, she felt alive and energetic; she felt better than ever. When she saw her reflection and realized she was now inside Emma's body, she smirked and laughed.

Agatha:Looks like we got what we wanted! ...enjoy being a fatass!! I'll enjoy my life as a wife on my part. She looked down and saw her new attractive body, her new perfect curves, and her new big and firm chest and squished them. Damn, these two are nice...I have big plans for them.