Morty's Deepest, Darkest Secret: How He Learned to Love His Mom as a Wife

Once upon a peculiar time in the multiverse, Morty Smith, the perpetually awkward high school student, finally mustered the courage to ask Jessica, his long-time crush, out on a date. To his surprise and elation, she agreed. The evening was set to be perfect, but in the Smith family, nothing ever goes as planned—especially when Rick is involved. The day of the date arrived, and Morty was a ball of nerves. As he fretted over his outfit in the living room, his grandpa Rick burst in through a portal, practically glowing with excitement. He held a bizarre-looking gun with flashing lights and mysterious runes on it. "Morty, you gotta check this out!" Rick bellowed, slurring slightly from the copious amounts of alcohol he had consumed. "It's a magic body-switching gun from Dimension QX-19. Thought it might be fun for some pranks." Rick aimed the gun at Morty’s mother, Beth, who was busy tidying up the kitchen. Without waiting for a rational discussion, Rick fired the gun, enveloping Morty and Beth in a swirling vortex of energy. When the light settled, Morty found himself staring at his own body, now animated with his mother’s shocked expressions. "R-Rick! What the hell did you do?" Morty shouted, but the voice that came out was Beth’s. He looked down at himself—Beth’s hands, Beth’s clothes, Beth’s body. Beth, now possessing Morty’s teenage form, looked equally bewildered. "Rick! This had better not be permanent!" Rick chuckled. "Relax, you two. Switching back is just as easy. Here, let me—" but before he could finish his sentence, an alarm blared from another one of his gadgets, signaling an interdimensional crisis. "Uh, hang tight. I’ll fix this in no time," he said as he hastily stepped through another portal, leaving Morty and Beth stranded in their new forms. Frantic, Morty quickly realized he had less than an hour until his date with Jessica. Panicking but not wanting to cancel, he tried to make the best of the situation. He put on one of his mom’s nicer dresses, hoping to sneak away unnoticed and meet Jessica. Throughout the evening, Morty struggled awkwardly with Beth's mature body. His movements were ungainly, and he felt out of place. Jessica noticed his strange behavior but attributed it to nerves. Just as Morty began to relax somewhat, the unfamiliar thought of admiring Jerry, his father, flickered through his mind. The boundaries between Morty’s identity and Beth’s began to blur. Days turned into weeks, and Rick’s return was nowhere in sight. Morty and Beth tried numerous attempts to reverse the effects, but nothing worked. Morty’s sense of self ebbed slowly, memories growing fuzzier. Morty started waking up and instinctively assuming Beth’s role in the household. He saw Jerry not as his dad but as his husband, Summer as his daughter, and Rick as his father. Even Jessica, once the love of his life, became Jessica, his son's love interest, in his profoundly altered perception. One evening, as the family sat down for dinner, Rick finally stumbled back through the portal, slightly singed but grinning. "Alright, everyone. Crisis averted! Now, let's get you two back to normal." Morty, now almost entirely convinced he was Beth, looked at Rick with a moment's hesitation. "Uhm, Dad, what are you talking about?" Rick’s eyes widened as he realized the extent of the identity confusion. "Morty, snap out of it! You're not Beth. You're Morty!" Rick quickly recalibrated the gun and fired. The familiar vortex swirled around Morty and Beth, switching them back to their original forms. They blinked, shaking off the disorientation. Morty, now in his own body again, felt a rush of memories return. He stared at his family, relief flooding him. "Morty, I—" Jessica appeared at the doorway, having arrived for dinner after their postponed date. She saw the chaotic scene and decided to leave. Morty sighed, having learned a monumental lesson about identity, family, and the unstable nature of life with Rick. From that day, Morty gravitated closer to home, valuing the moments with his odd yet loving familymore than ever. Even if he couldn’t get the date back on track with Jessica, he had a newfound appreciation for his own skin and the people who filled his world, weird as it was.

Once upon a time, in an alternate dimension where Earth was located in dimension C-137, there lived a teenage boy named Morty Smith. Morty had a massive crush on one of his classmates, Jessica, but never quite knew how to make his move or ask her out on a date. One day, while Rick, Morty's genius inventor grandfather, was rummaging through his many gadgets, he stumbled upon a magical gun that had the ability to switch the bodies of two people. Rick, with his usual carelessness, left the gun lying around the living room. Coincidentally, that day Morty mustered up the courage to call Jessica and finally ask her out. To his delight, she agreed to go out with him on a date that upcoming weekend. Overjoyed, Morty leaped in excitement just as Beth, Morty's mom, entered the room. Not paying attention, he accidentally picked up Rick's magical gun and fired it at the same moment that Beth was walking in. In a flash of light, Morty and his mom switched bodies. Beth, now in Morty's body, was furious, but Morty knew this was his only chance to go on a date with Jessica. Despite his confusion and discomfort in his mother's body, he pleaded with her not to reveal the swap to Jessica or any other family member. He vowed to figure out how to switch them back as soon as possible. As the week wore on, Morty struggled to adapt to Beth's body while trying to avoid awkward moments within the family. He made a few futile attempts to reach out to Rick to switch them back, but becoming Beth had done something to his memory. Little by little, Morty's sense of self started to fade away, as he subconsciously began to assume Beth's identity. The night before his date with Jessica, Morty had almost forgotten entirely who he was. He found himself looking at Jerry, his dad, romantically, and started to worry about Summer, his sister, as if she were his daughter. The man in the garage, the eccentric Rick, felt more and more like a father to him, instead of a grandfather. And when his thoughts turned to Jessica, he now viewed her as his son's love interest, rather than his own. The weekend finally came, and Morty, now entirely convinced that he was Beth, went along with his son's date as a chaperone. He reminisced about the days when he too had that youthful sparkle in his eyes for someone special. Watching over the young couple, he couldn't help but smile as he saw his son's eyes light up every time he looked at Jessica, as if he was living his own dreams vicariously through Morty. And with that, Morty had completely forgotten his original self, embracing a new life as Beth. As for the real Beth stuck in Morty's body, she could only hope that someday, and somehow, she could bring back her son to his true existence. Little did they know, that in the chaotic life of the Smith family and the adventures they shared with Rick, there might still be a glimmer of hope to set things right. But for now, Morty lived on as Beth, learning the intricacies of motherhood, and accepting his new reality.