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Chapter #5
stay as your mom a bit and go shopping
by: Unknown
It's hard for you to admit, but you actually had fun doing that photoshoot. There was something strangely affirming about how much attention had been on you, about how your subtlest movements were noticed. It was very different from your norm, which was just throwing on a Tshirt and jeans every morning and calling that good. You realize you're curious about what it might be like to be a woman for a bit.
After a moment, you decide not to go home and go to the mall instead. You need to take this opportunity to experience the other side of the gender fence. And it's not like your mom would just be at home waiting for you. She was at school in your body. At the very least, you had a couple hours to kill. So why not go shopping?
After the taxi takes you to the mall, you head to the nearest clothing store and step in. Rack after rack of womens clothing faces you, and for the first time you realize why it can take women so long to get dressed. There are so many options, so much color, such diverse styles! As a boy, your clothing was pretty standard. As a woman, you could wear pretty much anything.
Leafing through, you grab a couple of items you think look nice and head into a changing room. The door closes behind you and you look in the full length mirror to see your mother's reflection staring back at you. It's still so weird to realize I'm her right now, you think as your eyes meet the beautiful face reflected at you. You glance down to see the ample breasts pushing out from your top. You'd not really checked this body out before- everything was so fast at the shoot and it was weird being your own mother- but you knew you were going to be seeing skin trying on these outfits. That should have still felt weird, but oddly you were okay with it. Your mom had taken your body for the day. Surely she knew you'd both be seeing each others' bodies at some point. So what the hell.
"Here goes nothing," you say and pull off the top, revealing two ample breasts held back in a black bra. Her jeans slide off to reveal lacy panties, and you pose momentarily to check yourself out in the mirror and admire your figure. Then you try on the clothes you'd brought in. A skirt and sleeveless shirt combo, then jeans and a turtleneck sweater. Then you pull on a formal dress, struggling with the zipper in the back, but marveling on how well it accentuates your body. "I think she'll be okay with me buying this," you say aloud.
A couple minutes later you emerge from the store with your newly purchased dress and think about what to do next.
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