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Go to your mother's yoga class, taking the ...
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You figure it would be awesome to go to your mom's yoga class and check out all of the hot women there.
You decide to get dressed in some of your mom's yoga gear. You put on a cute sky blue vest, opting not to wear a bra. Your mom's tits were small so they were still pert despite her age.
Next you put on a pair of your mom's skintight black yoga pants. You go commando because you want to feel the fabric against her smoothly shaved vagina.
You look in the mirror and feel yourself getting wet at your own reflection. It was hard to admit it, but you thought your own mom was hot and now you were in her body. Still looking in the mirror you easily lift one of your mom's legs above your head and wiggle your cute toes.
"Damn this body is supple!" You mutter in your mom's voice.
You slip on a pair of white flip-flops then roll up the rapier in a yoga mat to hide it.
You can't seem to find your mom or your sister anywhere so you decide to leave without saying goodbye.
You think about taking your mom's convertible, but you know it's not worth it. You'd definitely end up getting grounded. She was more than happy to let you wear her body, but you knew if you borrowed her car you'd be dead meat.
You pick up the keys to your old beater and leave the house locking the door behind you.
You get in the car and have to adjust the seat to accommodate your mom's shorter body. You decide to kick off your flip-flops so that you don't have an accident. You start the car and make the 20 minute drive to the gym.
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When you get to the gym it takes you a while to find the right class. You look through a window and spot a room full of hot women doing yoga. They all look to be between the ages of 20 to 50 years old.
You open the door and get a frown from the instructor for being late. She looks to be about your mom's age, 5' 11" tall and a smoking hot blonde. You can feel your vagina twitch at the sight of all these hot women and the smell of sweat mixed with perfume. Your mom's former eyes nearly pop out of her head as you stare at the beads of sweat dripping down the cleavage of the hot, blonde, 40 something yoga instructor.
You decide to stop staring before you get caught and lay out your yoga mat. You place the rapier down on the floor still wrapped up in a spare yoga mat.
You join in with the rest of the class. Your mom's body was easily flexible and fit enough to join in with the rest of the class, but you had only been wearing it for a few hours and weren't used to your new centre of gravity and didn't know what your new body could do. You struggle with some of the simple moves and stumble a few times.
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Half an hour later the class is finished. You sigh in relief, but then the instructor looks at you and says "Can you stay behind please!"
You gulp in panic as the rest of the class leaves. The hot blonde instructor walks over to you. You swear she glanced at your cleavage a couple of times.
The instructor asks "What's wrong? You're usually my best student. You were really struggling today!"
You kick the rapier in the yoga mat and it unrolls.
"Is.. is that a rapier?" The instructor asks confused.
"Yes!" you nod as you pick it up and slice off your own hand.
The instructor stifles a scream as she notices there's no blood and that the fingers are still moving. You reattach your mom's hand and explain "I got this rapier from a magic shop yesterday. You can use it to slice off and swap body parts. Me and my mom decided to swap bodies. We cut our brains out and swapped them over!"
The instructors face changes from an expression to a shock to a wicked grin as she bites her lip and says "That's... so kinky. What's your name? How old are you?"
"I... I'm Terrence. I'm 17!" You reply nervously looking up at the gorgeous, tall instructor.
She takes your hand and shakes it "Nice to meet you Terrence! I'm Vicki and I'm forty-err, forty-something!" She finishes with a blush, clearly she was a little insecure about her age, even though she was smoking hot.
Vicki starts to eye you up like a piece of meat. She walks around you eyeing up every little detail of your mom's body like a predatory animal stalking its prey.
Vicki licks her perfect lips and says "You know Terrence, I've always thought your mom was kind of hot!"
You blush, you thought your mom was hot too. This was so surreal. You're so nervous but deep down you're hoping this is going where you think it's going.
Vicki starts to rub her hands all over your back and starts to caress your neck. She then continues "I bet it was torture for you to be surrounded by all those hot women in my class. It was torture for me. But it would be inappropriate for me to have sexual relationships with my clients. Besides I think all of my clients are straight..."
Vicki pauses for a moment as she ponders before continuing "... Terrence, you're not one of my clients. So I can do ANYTHING I like with you.
You start to tremble nervously as Vicki gets behind you and cups one of your mom's pert tits with her left hand. Vicki grins wickedly when she realises your nipples are erect with excitement. She next moves her right hand down towards your mom's vagina and starts to caress it through the yoga pants.
You shudder and let out a pathetic whimper of pleasure.
Vicki gasps "You are so wet! Even through your yoga pants!"
Vicki leans to the right of you and nibbles your ear before whispering "Terrence... be honest with me... are you still... a virgin?"
You blush beetroot red in embarrassment and reply nervously "Y... y... yes!"
Vicki giggles "That's so cute. Did... did you want to come back to my place? I promise I'll be gentle."
You just nod with a smile on your face. Vicki smiled and takes you by the hand as she leads you out to the carpark to find her yellow jeep.
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