Winking at yourself in the mirror you walked to exit your room, finding your mum sitting at the breakfast bar. She was reading a tabloid, its cover stating '10 ways to look younger!' with an accompanying picture of a cream with a blank label, you never understood the hype with all these mystery creams but you guessed neither did most kids your age.
Your mother's face looked like it was in a deep concentration, as if taking a mental note of each of the 10 steps memorizing them like bible verses at a Sunday school. She was in the same apparel as she was earlier with the exception of some shoes that she must have put on before waiting in the kitchen. You suspect that she hadn't been waiting there long as she wasn't too far in the magazine. This reassured you as you didn't want to allude to something being different or wrong, Not that Lexi's mother would have any rational explanation for a change in behavior, but you at least needed to act remotely like a girl, like Lexi.
"You're early" her mother greeted you, she looked surprised, had you given up the game before it had even started? "I'm guessing you want to get this trip over and done with as soon as possible".
God, you loved it when adults answered their own questions, it was probably true, that Lex would want to get back as soon as possible but she still wouldn't have gotten ready as quick as you did. You scanned your mother's facial expression. Thinking of how to respond.
"Yeah..." you pushed out a fake laugh, every time you heard Lexi's voice in space of your own it made you feel strange, if not strange slightly turned on. But you had to hide any sexual feelings you had, getting turned on by your own body, wasn't particularly normal, so you thought to put your mind onto an alternate thought before the lustful feelings got to intense. You did have this body 24/7 so you could miss out blushing in the middle of Wal-Mart. But on this occasion you allowed a small lip bite.
"What's with the white?" Your mom asked.
This sent a shiver down your borrowed spine, a vision of the forest flashed before you, the snow and the white trees, you snapped yourself out of it.
"Thought I'd try something new" you smirked comforting your mother. She smirked back.
"It's nice, lets go" she beckoned, getting up from the breakfast bar, she walked in front of you. Waving her ass as she went. You took a glance as she went being sure not be caught, but regardless of any sexual feeling, she did have an impressive behind, not too much bigger than yours, you thought as you gave yours a quick rub.
As you walked you felt the sway in your hips, it came naturally to you, more so then when you were a man. You were enjoying it, being able to strut your stuff, to have the confidence to do so. Your mother Susan opened the front door, getting her keys out and fitted them into the lock turning it swiftly and pressing the door, following behind you overtook her as you exited the home, you turned to see her locking up.
The car was straight in front of you, you placed your slender hands onto the handle and pulled it up. Locked. Again your head snapped towards your mother who at that moment was rapidly clicking the automatic unlock button, half a minute later came 2 consecutive flashes. The car door opened, and you pulled it with a force, you didn't realize how weak your new arms were.
Your mother swiftly followed, moving around the car and pulling he door open at the other side, she, much like you, took her seat in the vehicle placing her hands on the steering wheel as you id your lap. She pushed the key into the slot and turned it. The car spluttered and coughed as it turned on, the inside itself vibrated quite intensely. The car needed to be scrapped as far as you were concerned, but Lexi's family had fallen on hard time. Far from the economic stability they were when they panic-bought the House near yours. Her father had lost his Job and for a while their family had frequented your house for meals, due to harsh conditions. Their father had then gotten a Job at a competing firm less handsome rate than at his other job., but it was better than calling in favors, from what you'd heard the patriarch of the family was hoping to ascend the ranks and be promoted to the position he held before yet it seemed this was a slow process.
The car after an interval, started. It exited the drive away, reversing so the car ended t a side-profile to the home. Proceeding to the traffic lights, the red shone and therefore the car came to a rebellious stop. Your eyes that were fixed on the road were now on your lap, looking at your bare legs under the dress you'd picked out that morning, Your lips shut. There was nothing to say, you barely knew anything about their relationship she was silent about it the majority of the time. Maybe this was just Lexi but at this point her glued-mouth helped you none.
The quietness was broken.
"So what with this transformation" your mother questioned, mother's had a strange habit of jumping into interrogation without small talk. It was an approach you admired, but one that if unprepared opened a can of worms with no net to collect them.
Ideas then formed in your head, they swished around, should you remain silent, not say anything confirm this moody teen facade that you knew she played upon most days. In the vain of this habit you knew that she wouldn't stop, be it obvious conversational landmines or passive comments.
The second option was to give short sharp one word answers, yes' and no's just to appease her informational appetite long enough for her to forget the original question.
Your last choice was to think of a bullshit story, to weave a tale so long again she doesn't remember her opening query.
Number 3.
"Well, basically I read this story in punk-rocker weekly that its like a statement, to oppose the values that the genre is based on. It's like a post-modern movement started by Angela Garceu in the 1950s around the time of the first rock movement, but it died as you can imagine because of the grass-root values, but it's making a comeback. Ya know white, bright colours but not in the way that you may think. I know what's going through your head. 'isn't that just normal' but you'd be wrong it's just pure irony, also I think we should head to Pennsylvania they have a gallery on this exactly"
"Okay" your mother breathed, your plan had worked perfectly.
The car remained on the road passing the same structures you saw on the daily, until you reached the large concrete cuboid that was the mall, lights shining form the electric sign posts in the front of the shops. 'Lush, Donnie's Donuts, McDonald's' were just a few of the corporate money vacuums on display.
You followed like a dog, dodging the mob of frantic shoppers, not particularly knowing where you wanted to go, you hated clothes shopping, it was bearable when you were with your friends there was at least people to talk about. You never went shopping with Lexi because of your mutual hate for the pass time. She always did her shopping online and her mother would try with no success to buy you dresses, like the one you were wearing. Susan had brought a couple of items home which from what Lex had told you she'd disregarded the second she had laid her eyes on them. This was part of the freedom, she'd given you the reigns willfully she had given you basically no rules, so if you wanted to show off your new figure there was no statute stopping you.
Your mom lead first dragging you into one of the first clothes shop. She wandered over to some shoes, you strayed over to the T-shire section, honestly you had no intention to buy anything but browsing did better to suit you than standing aimlessly staring at nothing. There were little printed shirts most were colored plain Ts, the occasional crop top and Man shirt. Sue was in her element grabbing a basket-ful of most every type of item.
This repeated with a multitude of other shops, the most you did was pick up an item that looked remotely alright then waft it softly then replace it back to its hung place.It seemed that your mother was losing what patience she had with you, but what could you do, you knew nothing that would be worth buying, it was only a short holiday in this vessel you didn't want to instate an overhaul of the exterior.
She came towards you, not appearing angry but had an ." atmosphere of waning effort, as soon as she reached you she immediately said "I have a choice, you buy one thing, I won't see this as a complete failure. This ultimatum pricking your interest.
"any one thing?" your voice had a certain sleazy tone to it, you knew exactly how to make this deal fall on your side.
"Any one thing" your mother repeated desperate.
"follow me." You ordered ushering you mother towards a lingerie shop. Scantily clad women decorated the front windows. You could see yourself in the underwear that these women were wearing. If you were going to make this trip bearable a little eye candy for you wouldn't go a miss.
You could recognize your matriarch was getting slightly nervous, but you had a sixth sense, an almost X-ray ability that you hadn't had before, to see the inside of someones soul, a different dimension to their soul, so though her mother looked uncomfortable you knew she wanted some herself. You spied an offer, 2 for 1, it was clear you were meant to be here.
"Hey mom, these are on offer, I won't need two sets you want some" you asked knowing what you knew.
"I couldn't possibly..."
"Mom." You stopped her. "Get some."
Silently you picked out a red set, your mother, black and you went to the counter.
"Now for a show."
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