Chapter #5Pretty Flowers by: Rita   "Well it seems like I already my decision," Pete muttered to himself, as he tried to look deeper into his mother's cleavage, "But if I'm going to do this, I should do it correctly," And with that, Pete heading towards his mother's closet. He opened it, revealing a full length mirror nailed to the opposite side of the closet door. Pete was met a with a slightly flustered, but excited reflection of his mother looking back at him. I might as well get a good look while I'm doing it, Pete ran his eyes over his new reflection, In order to get used to my new body,
"Where should I start?" Pete was trying to think of what to take off first, "Might as well take off this skirt. I can barely move with this thing on". Pete reached his hands to the hem of his mother's pencil skirt. Right as he was about to pull it down, Pete decided to turn around, getting a better look at his mother's backside in the reflection. Can't accept it if I don't see it, Pete thought as he stared at his new shapely rear and pulled down the skirt.
"Geez," Pete's view of his mother took his breath away, "Mom's ass is huge!". Pete couldn't take his eyes away from his new large butt.The countless squats his mother did every morning really having paid of. If Pete had seen this ass on anyone else, he might have called it amazing, but the fact it was his mother's brought him back to reality. Slightly ashamed of drooling over his own mother's ass, Pete focused on taking the skirt completely off. It was a little difficult for him to step out of the skirt while wearing his mother's heels, but he managed and tossed the constrictive material on the bedroom floor. Pete was immediately more comfortable, his mother's thighs no longer being confined so closely together. Turning back to mirror, Pete now had the front view of his mother's pantie clad body. Lewd thoughts again filled Pete's head, as he ran his fingers through the material.
"So soft..." Pete felt the smooth material in between his fingers and a sudden realization hit him, "Oh my god, I'm wearing a thong!" Pete was too mesmerized by his new ass to notice before, but he was wearing women's underwear. I mean... Pete felt stupid, I don't know what I was expecting, but it's not like Mom was going to wear boxers. Any shred of masculinity Pete had left was now gone. Pete quickly shook the negative thoughts out of his head, and reassured himself that point of getting undressed in the first place was to get more comfortable. And maybe in order to get comfortable, he would need abandon ideas of being a man altogether. At least while in his mother's body, anyways.
"But she just had to wear a thong, didn't she?" Pete complained, as he unsuccessfully tried to pinch his underwear out from riding his new ass, "So that explains the wedgie I've been feeling this whole time," Pete looked closer at the panties he was wearing, admiring the beautiful flower design. It looked like it was matching set to the bra he had, based off the glimpse down his shirt earlier. Pete wondered why his mother had on such fancy undies, they almost looked like lingerie. Why would mom just walk around with lingerie underneath her clothes? Pete looked even closer at the thong, Wait, is this thing see-though?
"Oookay," Pete shot his eyes up, not nearly reading to see the vagina he currently had, "Time for the shirt." Pete, trying to forget the slight glimpse of his new downstairs, gripped the bottom of his mother's low cut top. Pulling upwards, Pete's hands ran into his mother's breasts. Having to slowly pull the shirt over these massive obstacles, Pete practically ripped the shirt off once they were out of the way. He tossed the shirt out of the way and tried to take in the semi nude reflection of his mother's body.
"Alright," Pete breathed heavily, awestruck at the image before him, "This isn't so bad. Could be a lot worse. Who knows what that stupid jewelry could have done to me. I could have been turned into a toad, for all I know. Compared to that, maybe being mom isn't so bad,". Pete couldn't help but stare at the large breasts, encased within the intricate bra. "No," Pete mischievously grinned, "This isn't bad at all,".   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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