First, a shower and breakfast. Then, the world!

Once Adam had had his fill of being ogled by his mother, he pursed his lips and asked:
"Mom? Wanna shower together? And then we should eat breakfast - I'm starving!"

"Uh, wha-? Oh! Of course, sweetie!"

Adam was already forcing his pajama pants down, struggling with how his thighs had stretched the fabric, but with a ripping sound the ruined clothing came free. He threw it towards the hamper and stepped into the shower, closely followed by his stupefied mother. Adam was so assertive and forward all of a sudden! Before, he'd been a timid shut-in, but now, he was a sexy bombshell with self-esteem as big as her tits!

Inside the shower, it was a little cramped, but after they switched on the water and their bodies became slick and slippery, it only made the feeling better. Adam caressed his mother's sides and then pressed his tits into hers to reach the soap bottle behind her, both moaning softly. After he pulled his arms back between them and switched the water off, he squirted a copious amount of soap in his hands. Handing the bottle to his mother, Adam began lathering up her chest, playing with her nipples and massaging each breast gently. Monica took her own hand-full of soap, put the soap bottle back in one of the wall-mounted baskets and grabbed her sons much bigger tits, picking them up and letting them slide down under her palms, Adam's nipples sliding across them.

"Mmmh, this feels nice, mom..."

"Oooohnn... yeah, sweetie... Everything's so slippery."

Adam's hands slowly strayed deeper, covering his mother's stomach, sides and back in soap. He took his time, rubbing in little circles and massaging every muscle in Monica's upper body. She imitated Adam, letting him take the initiative. After he had finished with her torso, he slid his hands over her butt, softly caressing it and working his thumbs over her yoga-trained muscles. He felt Monica's hands grope his own gigantic ass, lightly jiggling the expanse of fat and spreading soap suds all over the cheeks. Both had begun panting from the intensely erotic and intimate experience, and Adam leaned forwards to plant a wet kiss on his mother's lips. As they kept making out, Adam's hands slowly moved around Monica's hips towards her crotch, but as he reached it, a frown crept appeared on his beautiful features. Breaking off the kiss, he looked down, only to have his vision blocked by his soapy tits. But he didn't need to see his mother's cock to feel that it remained completely flaccid. Adam looked at her, a playful pout appearing on his face.

"Aaww, you're not getting hard again," he cooed, lightly tugging on Monica's dick.

"Sorry, sweetie, three seems to be the limit," his mother answered a bit ruefully. Finishing this incredibly sexy shower with with a bang would have been amazing, but there was nothing to be done against basic biology. But they would definitely do this again in the future, that was for sure. Monica slid her hands around Adam's wide hips towards his nethers to soap up his pussy.

"Ah! Careful, it's sensitive," Adam moaned, gazing into Monica's eyes with a seductive smile.

"I know, you've been ...mmmmh... moaning too much for me not to notice," she replied, moving her hands along his thighs.

"Oooh, that's all? You barely touched it."

"Sorry, baby... Soap inside is always a bad idea. Remember for when you shower alone."

"Huh. I wouldn't have thought of that..."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you everything you need to know, sweetie," Monica smiled.

After they were thoroughly soaped up, they switched the water back on and savored the feeling of it washing over their bodies. Adam marveled at how much more sensitive his body seemed to be now. Not that he minded of course. After they were done under the shower, Monica showed her son the proper after-care routine - shaving, lotion, light make-up. To their amazement, Adam seemed to have lost all body hair except around his pussy, but maybe it would grow in later. Neither pretended to know how Adam's new body worked.

Now done in the bath, they went into the kitchen to eat breakfast - Adam in just a bathrobe as there was no other clothing in the house that would fit him. But even so, the robe barely concealed his assets: