The story ends with the real Francine being relieved Steve is finally happy and the two switch back to their original bodies with a laugh. How Francine Smith Switched Bodies with Her Son

Once upon a time, there lived a spellbindingly nerdy young man with a wildly pulsating heart named Steve Smith. All his life, Steve had been longing for a dream girl to mesmerize with his unique charm. He was on cloud nine, eyes twinkling with starlight — at last, his prayers were answered. The opportunity appeared on a silver platter, and he was gearing up to go on his first date with the girl of his dreams. Pride and contentment bloomed within him like a most exotic flower. On a stark contrast, Francine Smith, Steve's enigmatic mother, was filled with turpitude and brewing a storm. A peculiar potion of disbelief and skepticism colored her mind. She scoffed at her son's newfound luck and conspired to trade their bodies for rather fickle reasons. With a quick bit of magic, and a dash of reluctant willingness, the swap was made. Steve found himself draped in pink clothes feeling the unfamiliarity of long blonde hair cascading down his shoulders. A feeling of glamour and femininity washed over him as he felt the cool touch of high heels on his feet. "What has occurred?" he murmured, petrified — only to hear his mother's soft voice echo back at him. Francine's consciousness lay snug in Steve's body, exchanging a satisfied grin of achievement. Now residing in the body of her adolescent son, she mercilessly revealed their predicament to him. In spite of Steve's valid pleas, she banished the idea of switching back and planted the seeds of oblivion. Gradually, his memories of existence as Steve Smith dissipated like smoke and were replaced by the characteristics of his new life as Francine. Understandably confused, the new Francine clutched her head, not sure about what her skincare regimen was. Dealing with her pulsing migraine, she queried who is now Steve about the current situation, all while struggling to comprehend the enormity of the situation. Obnoxiously, Francine — imbued within Steve's body — revealed her son’s dating scene. In a cruel twist of irony, the new Francine retorted in the usual pattern, smirking to hide the testament of her own guilt. Dowsed in a heavy blanket of disbelief, she ungenerously emphasized the impossibility of her son (herself, unknown to her) having a girlfriend, skillfully mocking his deficiencies and the girl's attractiveness in comparison to her own. Such became the new reality of life for Steve Smith and Francine Smith — A hard-hitting truth that compatibility doesn't necessarily mean attractiveness and that who we are is more than just our bodies, a lesson learnt paradoxically.