This choice: Back downstairs to play switcheroo again. • Go Back...Chapter #8Back downstairs to play switcheroo again. by: Unknown With your hips swaying with every step, you are amazed by the opportunity such a toylike device has given to you. The ability to mess with anyone, improving or ruining them or yourself was just the best to you. Especially with how you are right now, being more than half your mother at this point. Having the parts of a mature woman, one who birthed you no less, was a whole new kind of kinky. Yet, there was still more you can get from her, so you head back downstairs to where your mother and father were having a conversation about their day. It was still funny seeing your father with Melody's parts, but your gaze was drawn back to your mother. She was sitting at the table, and her (your) lower half was out of view, making her seem normal, but with a flat chest. "Time to fix that." You cheekily decide, aiming the swapping device at her once again.
With a series of swaps, you have her entire body from the neck down, "This is awesome." You say again, now having her lovely voice. "But, you quickly swap one more time with her, now adding her mouth with white teeth, and her plump lips to your list of swapped parts. "Thanks mom.." You quietly say, with a wave before leaving for your bedroom again. Finding your mature body having her entire outfit as well, you wiggled your dainty toes in your flats, as you became giddy at all of the things you can do with such a milfy body. Getting back into your room, your 38 year old pussy was super moist again, leading to you still being horny. "With reality changed, I can keep her body for the rest of my life and no one would ever know the difference...." You realize, tweaking your nipples through your white blouse.
With that decision made, you go right ahead and look at yourself in your bedroom mirror (you never had one before, but swapping your mother gave you it). With your appearance that of a cute tomboy milf, it drives home how much you want to stay this way. Bending down, you open up your drawers to take out an outfit; one of yoga pants, a g-string and a tight sports bra. Slipping into the nude, you slide the g-string up your smooth legs, twitching when you pull it into it's rightful place between your moist lips. Putting on the yoga pants and bra next, you run into the debate of shoes to wear. Since you did now plan on going out for a bit of a walk, you wanted something fitting yet sexy to wear. Going into your closet, you find you mother's fitflops; a sort of exercise flip flop that provides comfort and support. "Oh yea, I remember her buying these. She never wore them much despite being into them at first." You state, slipping your small feet into the black sandals, showing off your purple nail polish.
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