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My shot at a compilation about gender bending be it crossdressing, magic, sci fi, whatever
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Chapter #5

Your Mother?

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"We've only just gotten married. Just when I thought we were ready to start our lives - start a family together, now they're asking me to be your mother!" you gasp in exasperation. You pull her close, holding her body close. "We barely even had time to enjoy our honeymoon," you say pointedly.

To your annoyance, she pulls away. "And we'll have plenty of time for that later. We have our whole lives ahead of us. But first we need a bed, and a bedroom and a house to put it in. Unless you want to go back to living with my mother again."

You groan. That's the last thing you want. Due to financial reasons you've been forced to live in Rebecca's mothers house for the last two years. This is the best chance - no, the only chance you have of affording a house. If you stick out the experiment to its conclusion, all the changes will be reversed, you'll be given a sizable cash settlement and you'll be granted the house.

"All you have to do is play mother for a few weeks and then we'll be set for life," she says and you squirm uncomfortable, knowing you've talked into it. "Trust me, this will be good for us. We're going to share so many things; in some ways a mother and daughter are even closer than husband and wife. We can share clothes, do each others make-up, talk about b-."

"Okay, okay! You talked me into it, now shut-up before you talk me out of it," you say.

You sign on the dotted line, aware that you're very literally signing away your life.

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They let you be wheeled into the operating surgery together and you hold her hand until the very last moment. As the masks over your faces fill with anaesthetic gas, she gives you a thumbs up, slumping against the sheets as white gowned surgeons gather around.

You count backwards. As you drift away, your last sensation is of the wedding ring being twisted from around your finger.

Awake to find yourself...
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