Continue As Your Mom.

by: MrSuits

Your mind was racing with possibilities but for now you were your mom and you had something you wanted to do. You see a few months ago you’d had a little bit of an incident with your neighbor Latisha, basically to make a long story short, you were playing football with your friends when Sam wacked the ball, it went flying over the fence into Latisha’s garden and straight into a window. It not only broke the window but also her tortoise cage and resulted in her tortoise, Britney, escaping never to be seen again. Your mom had tried to rectify the situation by paying Latisha £300 and a bottle of wine all of which you had to pay your mom back for. What better way to do that than head to the cash machine withdraw some money from her account and give it back to her as your repayment. It was fool proof.

You grabbed your mom’s handbag, put on her coat and shoes and headed out of the house. Instantly you could feel the cold outside, locking the door you headed off towards the center of the small town you lived in. As you walked you couldn’t help but be aware that you were your mom. Everything felt different. First of all your perspective was lower than you were used to, being about 5 inches taller than your mom you could really feel the difference. Your short legs were **** to take more steps to cover the same distance. Then there was her long hair tickling your neck and back as it ruffled in the wind. Then with each step you could feel your body jiggling in places it never had before. You couldn’t help being overly conscious of one place especially, your mom’s breasts which jiggled up and down even from within the bra which on its own was completely strange to be wearing. Feeling this thing encapsulating your chest area, it wasn’t made any better since you could feel your mom’s hard much thicker nipples chaffing against the insides of the cups. Who knew having breasts felt so weird. Though you had to admit as much as it felt weird it also felt… kinda nice.

You brought your eyes down to them. As you continued to walk you watched and felt them bounce up and down. They felt quite sizable each one like a sack of jelly swinging from side to side as you walked. You’d never really noticed it but your mom had quit a large pair of breasts. You stopped momentarily, turning to face the window of one of the shops to look at your reflection. Pulling the coat to the side you pushed the shirt tight against your mom’s stomach amplifying the shape of her breasts. Turns out they weren’t big, they were huge. Your mom was veritably stacked.

You set back off walking thinking about how you’d not noticed this before. Perhaps it was the fact that she wore thick baggy clothes that rather than making her look busty made her look fat or maybe it was because no normal son looks at his mom in a sexual way. It was just wrong. She was your mom for Christ’s sake, you came from inside her, you sucked on the very nipples that now hung from your chest. The thought was fucked and you quickly tried to ignore it but as you walked your mind focused on nothing but your mom’s large breasts and every feeling they elicited. From their large weight pulling down on your chest, to their jello like jiggling and pendulum like sway. From the large thick rubbery nipples that capped them off brushing against the material of the bra cups, even to the tiniest tingle of the hundreds of small bumps around her areola rubbing against the bra. Like a blind man you were imagining what they looked like from what you were feeling and as much as you tried to ignore it boy in your mind did they look delicious. Slowly like a panther stalking his prey the urge to check them out crept up on you… And then pounce.

“Ah fuck it!” You suddenly exasperated out of no where as you halted to a complete stop. A passerby in the street shot you a strange glare not that you would have noticed you were busy perusing the street for somewhere you could check out your mom’s tits. You spotted a clothing shop a few stores down and quickly set off inside seeing a set of changing rooms at the back. There were a few customers in the store and also some members of staff. You pretended to browse some aisles of clothes not wanting to look suspicious before grabbing a pink dress and heading over to the corridor of changing rooms and slipping into the one furthest at the end.

Your mom’s reflection greeted you as you entered locking the door behind you. Though you knew it would be her you couldn’t help but feel a little taken aback again, it being absolutely wild to see someone other than you in a mirror. Whereas before you hadn’t seen her as anything, just your mom, now you couldn’t help but see her differently, finding yourself titillated as you looked at the curves and contours of her body. You took off your coat and brushed your hands down your sides appraising her form. Her hips weren’t thick, and her ass wasn’t fat, it seemed all the flesh had gone to one place in particular.

Your eyes gravitated to her chest to where you knew her recently realized epic chest hung. You brought your hands up and cupped them feeling your hands sink into the soft cushiony flesh as you lifted them up slightly. You were touching your first pair of breasts, albeit your mom’s pair of breasts whilst you were wearing her body, but they were a pair of breasts all the same. You watched her reflection as she raised them upwards, her hands disappearing into the overabundance of flesh as she did. Looking at them now it was obvious that your mom had some insanely large tits. Tits that you now had attached to your body. You released them from your grasp watching them fall like magnificent boulders back against your torso.

Now it was time to get them out. You shuffled on your feet slightly with excitement catching sight of your mom’s eager looking face. “Sorry mom. I just have to do this!” You said grinning mischievously. Proceeding then to grab the hem of your shirt and in one fluid motion yank it over your head revealing unceremoniously to you your mom’s boobs clad in a solid white bra. Your eyes went wide as you caught sight of the best sight you’d probably ever seen. Your mom’s boobs looking unbelievable even within such a boring looking bra. They were ginormous, pushing tightly against the fabric begging to escape and leaking from the bra wherever they could. The bra really didn’t fit her, there being jelly blobs of fatty tissue overflowing from the tops, the bottoms and the sides of the cups. “Mom your boobs are fucking epic!” You began bouncing up and down in the changing room watching as your mom’s titty flesh jiggled around manically from angles wobbling almost like liquid as you ate in a sight you should have never seen. Your mom looked a spectacle as you **** her to jump around childishly.

Eventually you grew bored of this and decided it was time for the main event. You moved your hands up behind your back and began trying to undo the bra, fiddling at the annoying little latch trying to get it free. “Come on!” You moaned yanking and pulling at the latch but to no avail, it had defeated you. But all was not lost there was another angle of approach. With that in mind you grabbed the bottoms of the bra cups and looked at your reflection.

“Here goes nothing.” You said as you motioned to yank up but instead of pulling off the bra to be greeted by probably the best sight of your short life you found yourself suddenly staring at a plank of wood feeling totally disoriented. You reached for your head feeling dizzy and trying to make sense of what had happened as you turned around. With a start you jolted backwards instantly making sense of the situation, standing in front of you was your half naked mom who looked to be in a worse state than you hunched over with her hand over her eyes clearly dazed and confused.

“Shit!” You couldn’t help but gasp quietly. With a swiftness you reached for the door and quickly slipped out closing it behind you and leaving your confused mom alone in the changing room as you darted out of the store. You didn’t stop making sure you were out of sight of the entrance before stopping against a wall. “What the fuck!” You said to yourself. The device had gone and kicked you out. “Shit.” You realized the timer must have run out, remembering you only had 30 minutes in your mom.

You peered around the corner to see if your mom left the store but not wanting to risk bumping into her you decided to head home. Using the key from under the plant pot you went inside. The first thing you did was hide the gun in your room before heading down stairs and turning on the TV waiting for your mom to return.