You stare in amazement at your new slender feminine hands, wiggling them around infront of you noticing your mother's long perfectly manicured fingers, a huge difference from you stubby half chewed ones. You then gazed down over the rest of your body, particularly interested in the two bumps sticking out of your chest, "Wow i've got tits now, my mom's tits." Bringing your hands up to your shirt you grabbed them firmly, giving them a quick squeeze, it was an odd new sensation suddenly having something there you'd never had before, "Heh, weird", you laughed, noticing for the first time your mother's voice coming out of your mouth.
Then getting curious about your other new equipment, you slowly moved a hand down to your crotch area rubbing it gently over the space where your penis used to be before suddenly remembering what was there now and who it belonged to. You quickly pulled your hand away finding it a little weird to be poking around down there and instead decided to find a mirror. Going out into the hall (carefully at first, not being used to walking on heels) you studied your mom's face in the hallway mirror. It was kinda odd to see her staring back at you knowing that you were staring at yourself. Your mom was quite a striking woman for her age, she had short sandy blond hair that flicked out just above the shoulders, bright blue eyes and a splash of freckles just around her nose. You stuck your tongue out at her and watched as she did the same laughing to yourself at the sight, you then began to pull ridiculous face after ridiculous face amused by how funny it looked.
Eventually growing bored at the facial gymnastics you looked down at what you were wearing, a plain old pink shirt and jeans, and decided it might be more fun to dress your new body up a bit, after all you were a woman now, why not make the most of it?
Careful not to lose your balance you steadied yourself on the hand rail as you made your way up the stairs in your mother's heels, it would take some getting used to them you though as you reached the top. You then wandered into your parents bedroom, shutting the door behind you and chuckling to yourself, "It's my room now."
Your parents room was pretty pristine, everything tidy and in it's place, a huge difference from your own room. Most of your parent's clothes were kept in the walk in closet to the left of the bed so you walked over to it and pulled open the doors revealing row after row of clothing (most of it seeming to be your mother's). "Wow, mom sure has allot of stuff." Gently running a finger over the numerous items of clothing inside: dresses, skirts, tops, pants,sweaters, you wondered what would be the most fun to wear, probably something you didn't often see your mom in to add to the novelty. Just then your finger stopped as you discovered a long, elegant looking red dress, something you were certain you'd never seen before. You pulled it out and admired it in your hands; it was long and silky with thin straps that fastened round the neck, backless with a slit at the bottom running up one side.
"Hm, must have been for some fancy night out or something", you said, enjoying the feel of the material on your skin, "Guess i'll give this a whirl."
You set the dress down carefully on the bed then looked down at your pink shirt and jeans, realizing you were gonna have to take them off. You hesitated for brief second knowing that you were gonna be confronted with your mom's body in her underwear, but realizing there was no getting around it you bit the bullet and started to unbutton the shirt while simultaneously kicking the heels off. After undoing the last button you pulled the shirt off, throwing it down on the ground, not failing to notice your mother's bra encased breasts now clearly hovering below. The bra was white, very plain and utilitarian looking but you couldn't fail to notice how they pushed your mother's chest together creating a deep cleavage between them, you also couldn't fail to notice how big they looked, far larger than you would have thought, "Wow, mom really has a nice rack" you gulped.
Remembering that this was your mother's body, you shook the though out of your head and proceeded to pull her jeans off, discarding them in a similar manner as the shirt. Going back to the dress you picked it up and less than elegantly pulled it over your head, struggling slightly to get it facing the right way, then stepped infront of the closet mirror admiring your reflection.
"Wow, it certainly looks nice", you said looking at how the dress clung tightly to your body accentuating your mother's curves then tenting out towards the bottom. The only problem seemed to be your mother's bra was ridiculously evident making the whole outfit look kinda silly, the straps were in plain sight at the front and the whole thing visible at the back. "Hm," you pondered wondering if you could take the bra off. The idea kind of made you feel a tad uneasy, it was one thing to have them strapped to your body, it was another thing to have them hanging out on display, mind you possessing her body was plenty weird enough as it was, would it be so bad to see your mom's boobs naked?
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