This choice: She spots her friend Charlie out the window • Go Back...Chapter #7Spotting Charlie by: Wassel   Pulling at the waistband and looking past the two large mounds that were obstructing most of her view, Tara saw a patch of reddish hair decorating her crotch, this being yet another surprise as she herself was as smooth as a baby down there. "Yikes, is that what happens when you get older?" she said, getting her own private form of education on what was going to happen when puberty properly kicked in. Moving her fingers gingerly through the soft, fuzzy forest beneath to see if there was any differences in her 'thingy' (as she affectionately called it), her attention was suddenly diverted when she heard a loud noise from outside.
Removing her hand from her mother's panties, she headed over to her window, which had a nice view of the back garden, as well as the large barn next to the machine shop. There in the distance she saw her friend Charlie Wilson, who lived across the way, his father, George having become firm friend's with her father, Kyle, often sending him over to help with the farm when George and Kyle were off working in the fields.
Charlie was only two years older than Tara and was a little on the shy side, mostly enjoying his own company while he pottered away on the farm. Tara had first met him two days after they'd moved. George and his wife Claire had come over to introduced themselves and offer their son's services, Charlie having worked for the farms previous owners before they'd sold it. Not really knowing anybody yet and being slightly shunned by her older brother and sister (as well as being a tomboy at heart, preferring messing about in the dirt than doing really girly things) Tara had quickly latched onto Charlie, following him around as he fed the animals or did little odd jobs around the farm. Though he was quiet and a little nervous about this over exited girl constantly pestering him where ever he went, he'd soon got used to her company and had managed to become friends (even if it was a little one sided). Tara found him to be quite funny and knowledgeable about the farm and about country living, Charlie being the one to introduce her to Boots the cat, and he enjoyed listening to the crazy stories she'd make up and the games she'd play, not really having a lot of friend's himself. He was also, Tara though, kind of cute, with his long dark, brown hair and mud splattered face, nearly always dressed in an old blue shirt and work dungarees when helping out on the farm, though she wouldn't admit that to anyone.
Seeing him now, through the window, picking up a pile of old rotting fence posts, which he'd obviously just dropped, creating the loud clatter you'd hear moments before, Tara felt a little flutter of excitement, wanting desperately to run out to her friend and share with him what had happened; share the fact that she was now wearing her own mother's body, very much wanting to see his reaction. "He'll totally freak!" she though as she watched him gather up the bits of wood and carry them into the barn, giggling at the thought. Then of course she remembered what her mom had made her promise before she'd gone skipping off into the fields, that neither of them were to tell anyone about the swap.
"Aww, poo!" she said, thinking this unfair, having been very much looking forward to telling her friend, but now realizing she can't, not without breaking her promise. "Hm, well maybe I can't tell him about the body swapping machine, but that doesn't mean I can't still go talk to him," she then figured, thinking that it might be equally as fun if her were actually under the impression that she was his mother, having already gotten a kick out of her brief interaction with Katy. "Yeah. Yeah, that's what I'll do," she decided, having quickly overcome her annoyance, looking down at herself and realizing that she'd better put her clothes back on, Charlie surely getting an even bigger surprise if she went outside like this.
"Hee-hee, that would be fun," she giggled as she picked up her mother's bra and put it back on, lifting her large breasts back into the cups and managing, with a lot more success this time, to get the clasp fastened at the back. Slipping the dress back on again and thinking a bit more about Charlie's reaction to seeing her mom naked, Tara suddenly got an idea, recalling what Katy had told her about boobs and boys and thinking that now might be a good time to test it. Charlie was a boy after all and though he'd never really shown any interest in her in 'that way' before, she was certain he wouldn't fail to notice her now, especially if she was showing off her 'motherly goods'. With this in mind, Tara made sure to leave a good many buttons of her dress undone, allowing her breasts and her vast cleavage to be more than amply displayed. "Lets see what he makes of these," she though, giving her chest a playful jiggle in the mirror, before heading out the door and back down the stairs.
Outside, Charlie had finished shifting the rotting fence posts into the barn like Tara's father, Mr. Parker had asked him and was taking a quick breather before getting on with feeding the hens. His day had so far been pretty normal, having woken up and had breakfast like usual, played on his computer for a while, then after lunch headed over to the Parker's farm with his dad, leaving the two of them in the farthest field tinkering with Mr. Parker's new tractor, his dad being good with engines. He had yet to run into Tara this afternoon, which was quite surprising, Tara usually managing to find him where ever he was, appearing from behind with her dog Spike to see what it was he was doing, always with some story or game she'd just made up that she wanted to share with him. Although Charlie did enjoy her company (having it forced on him whether he liked it or not) and appreciated a bit of company from time to time, not having much in the way of friends; female friend's especially, she could be somewhat of a distraction sometimes and it was nice to get some piece and quiet to actually get his chores done.
Heading back to the barn and fetching out the bucket of chicken feed, Charlie then headed towards the hen coop and began scattering the grain on the ground, watching as the chickens all sped towards him and enthusiastically began pecking it up. Hearing a noise in the distance, more specifically the back door of the Parker's house swinging shut, he looked up, half expecting to see Tara coming towards him and instead finding that it was her mom, Mrs. Parker.
Though he didn't really know her all that well, having only spoken to her a handful of times (Mrs. Parker not really being all that involved with the farm): when his parents had first taken him round to see about a job, and on the odd occasion she'd come out with a lemonade or make him and Tara something for lunch, she seemed like a nice enough person. In truth though, Charlie was slightly embarrassed and intimidated around her, finding her to be incredible attractive and not quite knowing what to say or how to act around her. Before her and her family had moved here Charlie's interest in girls was kind of limited, there being Ms. Johnson next door of course (his former teacher), who all the other boys at school had crushes on, but nobody much else really. Now with Mrs. Parker here, Charlie found that he enjoyed his work at the farm all the more, sneaking little glances at her from afar on the odd occasion that she'd appear outside, looking for her children or to hanging out the washing. Only when Tara wasn't around pestering him of course.
As he watched her getting ever closer, in her pretty blue dress, her large chest swaying as she went, he soon realized that she was heading straight towards where he now stood, obviously coming to talk to him. This made him more than a little nervous as he let out a gulp and pretended not to noticed, getting back to feeding the hens like he was supposed to.
"Hi Charlie," he heard her say seconds later as she finally reached the coop, her face wearing a big smile as she gave him a little wave.
"Uh, heh-hi, Mrs. Parker," he replied, ceasing his activity as he nervously smiled back (having been brought up to always be polite, especially to his elders).
Hearing this made Tara inwardly grin as she desperately fought the urge to break into a giggle, Charlie, like Katy being completely fooled by her deception, as she moved even closer.
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