Chapter #7Your mother. by: Wassel "...Is mama still hot or what?"
"Oh my God..." you squeaked, totally unprepared for the sight before you, your eyes not knowing where to look, "Carmen...?"
"Who else?" your big sister laughed from within your mother's body, wearing a wicked little grin as she stepped inside the door, seemingly unconcerned by her current state of dress."You really think mom would parade around the house like this?"
You knew for a fact she wouldn't, but that didn't make things any easier to process inside your head (especially because of how your mom was indeed now dressed). "Buh...buh...."
Laughing at your feeble attempt to speak, being at a complete loss for words, Carmen smugly grinned, "You should see the look on your face. It's priceless!" as she sauntered closer towards you, swaying your mom's fully exposed, curvy hips and causing her vast display of boobage to wobble and jiggle within the confines of the tight black teddy.
"It....It worked? The bowl actually worked?" you finally managed to ask, letting out an awkward gulp as your eyes were pulled towards your mother's hefty cleavage - her breasts looking positively ginormous in the lingerie, and not something you could really avoid.
"Well obviously," Carmen replied, sounding a little frustrated that you weren't keeping up (which was weird to hear your mother's voice carrying your sister's usual snarky tone), "It's not like we have any other ancient magical body swapping artifacts lying around the house you know."
"Wow. That's amazing! But uh, why are you dressed....you know, like that?"
"You like it, huh?" she smiled, misconstruing what you were asking as she placed a hand on her hip and pulled a sexy pose (a pose you certainly never imagined seeing your own mother pull). "I found this stuff stashed away in the bottom of mom's closet. It's pretty sexy, huh? I really need to get some stuff like this for myself."
Ignoring the question, finding it rather uncomfortable and just down right embarrassing to be looking at her like this, you instead rather awkwardly replied, "Uhm, yeah...but why exactly are you wearing it now? It's pretty weird seeing mom dressed up like that..."
Unfortunately this only made the grin on Carmen's face grow wider. "Oh, I get it. Is little Johnny-boy having a hard time looking at his sexy mommy? Is he perhaps getting a little excited downstairs in the trouser department..."
"What? No! No of course not!" you told her, shocked by the very suggestion as you pushed away the hand that was now pointing towards your crotch. You did however feel yourself turn slightly red, the very fact that she was standing there wearing very little - dressed like some sexy model in a magazine - with her large breasts bulging out in front of your face creating some slightly mixed emotions. It should have been just creepy and weird, but you couldn't keep yourself from staring as you tried desperately to explain, "It's...it's just..."
"It's just nothing, baby brother," she interrupted, looking even more smug now as your mom's soft brown eyes lit up, clearly enjoying having you in this position. "You're totally getting turned on looking at mom's body. Don't deny it!
"In fact, that was why I decided to swap with her and dress up like this in the first place - to teach you a lesson for being such a little fraidy cat...and for checking out my boobs!" As soon as she mentioned boobs you internally winced, turning an even brighter red as you realized that she had indeed seen you looking at her cleavage earlier, something that as a overly hormonal teenage boy you just couldn't help doing...even if she was your sister! "You obviously like boobs, big ones especially, and they don't come much bigger than these," Carmen continued, shifting closer towards you again and causing you to nervously take a step back, as you watched a hand glide its way teasingly over your mother's soft and pale expanse of cleavage. "Mom's got a huge rack so it's only fitting that you should get to check out these boobs too...and maybe even do more."
"Muh-more?" you gulped, barely able to pull your gaze from those two large domes. "Carmen, what...what are you doing?"
"I told you I was going to use the bowl to have my own fun, and seeing as you didn't agree to our deal, I think a little lesson in why you should always listen to your big sister is in order. I was going to swap with your girlfriend, but I think somehow this will be far more humiliating...getting to know mommy's body in a far more intimate manner."
If you weren't already overwhelmed and freaked out by what was going on, you certainly were now - hearing what your sister had planned turning your beet red face practically pale. "Wait...WHAT?! This...this isn't funny!" you protested as Carmen then shut the door, trapping you both inside. You knew she had a wild side, but this...this was just wrong and...and sick!
"You could have had any girl in the world to experience sex with if you'd just gone along with my plan, but seeing as you said no, mommy's gonna have to be the one to teach you all about the birds and the bees herself." And with that, she then reached up and grabbed the straps of the teddy, sliding them slowly down her shoulders, causing the material to peel slowly back, exposing more and more of her epic chest and causing you to once again squeak "Oh God..."
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