Sydney Barrett Changes bodies permanently with her mother Joan Barrett.

Once in a humble home in suburban America, lived Sydney Barrett, a girl blessed (or perhaps cursed) with a peculiar power. She was gifted with the ability to switch bodies with anyone she touched. Alongside her lived Joan Barrett, Sydney's party-loving mom, who often passed out from excessive drinking. Amid the confusing chaos, Joan's boyfriend was an enigmatic character inciting curiosity in Sydney, and so she decided to take a peek into her mother's life. One night, after Joan passed out on the couch from her usual heavy drinking, Sydney got up and took a deep breath. She reached out, touching her mother's arm, activating her ability. In an instant, she woke up in Joan's body. As she stood up and looked at her body laying unconscious on the couch, the reality of her decision surged through her veins. She made her way to the bathroom, hearing the running water from the shower. Entering, she found Joan's boyfriend - familiarity paired with fresh concern washed over her, mirroring the drops that cascaded down Joan's boyfriend's back. Their eyes meet, and they kissed in the steamy enclosure. Touched by the intimacy of her mom's relationship, Sydney left him to continue his shower. Returning to the living room, she noticed that her body stirred awake. With relief washing over her, she approached her own body, intending to switch back. However, Joan, now in Sydney's body, firmly stated her unwillingness to return. She conveyed her desire to abandon her adult life, and, with a snap of her fingers, Joan's memories began to flood into Sydney's mind. Suddenly, the world shifted to a depth of experience and maturity that she never had as Sydney. Memories of Joan's past, filled with love, heartaches, parties, and responsibilities, were now hers. Baffled by the sudden change, she blinked, looking down at her blossoming body. The realization took her breath away; she was no longer Sydney but Joan. In a frenzy, she quickly covered her revealed body with a robe, an act insignificant and yet significant with the changed perception. She apologized to her daughter, a woman now aged at 26, the confusion and regret visible in her eyes. Sighing heavily, she trudged back to the couch, sprawling on it and quickly drifting back to sleep. As she slumbered, her memories of being Sydney gradually faded away, leaving behind only the woman named Joan.