You decided to sit at a bench nearby and watch their interactions.
“Mommy, my teacher told me that this school was one of the best in the whole wide world.” Ms. Shelton said with her head on her sons body.
“That’s right dear and when you grow up you’ll come here too and maybe mommy will get to be your teacher.” Her son, Bobby, said as he turned on what were Ms. Shelton’s heels and looked down at what was his “son”.
“That would be so silly Mommy.” Ms. Shelton said.
“You don’t want your mommy to be your teacher?” Bobby asked as he picked up his mom and started walking with her in his arms.
They were walking in your direction so you pretended to be texting someone on your phone.
“Nicolas is that you?” Bobby asked.
You looked up to the young boys head on the woman’s body and replied with a “oh Ms. Shelton, how’s it going?”
“Hey it’s going good. You have my class tomorrow right?”
“That’s right. Morning lecture.”
“I will see you there tomorrow. Oh how rude of me, Nicolas this is my son Taylor. Say hi Taylor.” Bobby instructed his mom.
That confirmed to you that even if people’s realities were switched, their names would switch to adjust. So now it was Ms. Bobby Shelton and her son Taylor Shelton.
“Hello.” Taylor said in a subtle voice.
“Anyways we have to go, this little one has to do some homework. I will see you in class tomorrow.” Bobby said as he went in for a hug. His breasts pressing against your chest.
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