You smirk and watch your mothers reflection smirk as well which fills your chest with a light flutter for excitement as you....well you've become your mother in full from her wavy shoulder length sandy blond hair to her rounded soft face that rarely ever wore a scorn; even when you've fucked up horribly like rooting out her garden with the weed wacker last summer or breaking the trash compacter...though that incident landed on your father to boil over on you followed by a week long suspension from hanging out with Nathanial. "Fuck...that week felt like a month....fuck....shit...ass cracker hahaha!" You continue cussing, hearing your mothers voice twang to the unnatural use of profanity for her as you slip your hand into the sleeve of her jogger suit to soften the blow from breaking the mirror.
And yet your fist shook as you reeled it back, distracted by something else...your own mothers body giving your skin the little wave of goosebumps from...from just how much it bulged out through her jogging suit which is something that would've never occurred to you to check out unless it was brought up by Nathanial looking for a quick dead arm treatment. shivering to the side of her wide hips that bared much resemblance to your Aunt Fanny's whose ass, hips, thighs worked well with the chunk pear shaped 50 inch measurement as your mothers hand to be a nice 42 or mid 40 inches to match as well to strain the pants of your jogger and make you aware of the tight wedgie of her panties riding up between your cheeks before seeing her small belly poking out...a bit of chub really but nothing too round or out of place since your mother has always struggled to get rid of the post natal sag while her chest wobbles a bit from the motion both orbs of former lactating tits sitting without the support of a bra with some guess of them being in the J-cup range...though thats your guess to counter balance your mothers sister Fannies bottom heaviness.
"Hrm...t-this is quite the body...waaaaaay beyond the body like shit...hehe shit, erk, I can't just keep this all to myself! I-I got to save this thing!" You say, letting your fist down before raising up again. "No no but I can be the queen of the house forever!....o-or just enjoy it temporarily...actually maybe Nathanial..." You mumble and lower your fist again and stand sill in front of the mirror till a slight twinge in your neck makes you shake your head. "Gah...I barely used this thing and it'd be a waste to destroy it now! plus, what if I start hating being m-mom...yeah no I'm not breaking you." You say, reaching out and touching the cold glass surface of the mirror while furrowing your mothers brow. "Here that mister, no breaking the mirror, under no circumstance do you break it!" You say while wagging your finger at it before bursting into a fit of giggles.
Wondering what else can be done now that you've saved and savored the mirror...remembering the little thought of Nathanials ratty ass being available to fool around with...or let him mess with he mirror as well. "hmn...N-no no he would get a little out of hand buuuuuuuut I am already doing some weird stuff as well?" You think, pondering on what to do.
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