In your bed, blissfully unaware of the horror once again.

Your eyes open slowly and you see rays of morning sunshine blazing through the curtains. You dart up and look at the clock on the wall. It's well past 8AM. The last thing you remember is cooking dinner for Mom and Chris, for some reason you're blanking on the details but you must've went to bed like usual after cleaning the kitchen. You ask yourself why your mother didn't come wake you when you weren't up and ready to make her breakfast. She usually wakes early even on the weekend out of habit. As you sit, imagining what painful and humiliating punishment awaits you for sleeping late, you hear the rattle of the doorknob and your blood freezes in your veins. The door swings wide and your mother walks in dressed for the day in an attractive red sundress with strappy heels. In her arms she's carrying a tray.

"I-I'm so sorry Mommy! I don't know why my alarm didn't wake me. I'll get breakfast ready shortly let me just-"

"Shh sweetie, it's ok. I turned your alarm off, I wanted you to sleep in." She cuts off your rambling and you feel a wave of reassurance. You're not going to be punished after all. She walks to your bedside with the tray and places it over your legs. You look a little confused as you stare down at your favorite breakfast, prepared special by your mother.

"Th-thank you, mommy." You finally say with a half questioning tone. Your mother smiles and ruffles your hair.

"Oh sweetie, you were such a good boy for mommy these past few days. I thought you deserved a little treat before we go shopping." Your eyes widen and your mouth forms an involuntary smile as you remember your mother plans to take you and Molly shopping for more pretty panties for you to wear. You find yourself much more excited at the prospect than you were a few days ago when the plans were made. At the time it seemed like another horrible punishment but not now you've realized just how much you love wearing cute, sexy lingerie, your mother's or otherwise you suppose. You're still a little reticent about Molly's involvement but she's been so supportive of you and you have to admit, she does have great style these days. Your mother notices your excitement and chuckles as she ruffles your hair once again. "I know! So exciting! This day is all about you honey. Mommy will buy you all the cute, frilly panties your little sissy heart desires."

"Thank you, mommy!" You squeal with excitement as you reach over the side of the bed to embrace her, careful not to upset the tray resting on little stilts over your legs. She wraps an arm around you and leans down to kiss you on the forehead.

"Eat your breakfast sweetie, so you can get ready, I want to head down to the shops by nine-thirty." She says as she moves to your dresser. You obediently pick up the fork and knife beside the plate on the tray and begin to eat the delicious meal your mother has given you. You watch her as you eat, her dress hugs her curves just right and in the morning light from the window her skin takes on a glow that you could only describe as divine. You feel your morning wood twitch as she bends over and retrieves a set of clothes for you to wear, holding up the pair of blue hipsters with white floral details. "I think these will look adorable." You smile and nod happily as you continue eating, the food is filling your stomach with a warmth that is radiating through your entire torso. You love the dish but today it seems to be extra amazing somehow. You finish and your mother takes the tray allowing you to get out of bed. She frowns when she sees your little dick tenting the panties you slept in, a large blotch of precum formed around the head from watching her as you ate. "Oh Quinn, that just won't do."

"I'm sorry mommy! I just-" You try to speak up for yourself but she quickly cuts you off.

"I don't want any delays little sissy. You go take a cold shower right now and get dressed, I expect you downstairs and ready to go in twenty minutes." You look down, embarrassed as she wags her finger at you while rebuking your exposed morning wood.

"Yes mommy." You say in a compliant tone.

"And really sweetie, you're going to ruin your pretty new panties if you keep getting too excited all the time. Maybe you should talk to Morgan about ways to deal with this constant horniness?"

"O-Ok mommy." You reply before she smirks and moves to depart. You quickly hop in the shower and turn the cold knob on full, shivering under the deluge of icy water. You look down at your dick before it softens and cock your head to the side. You think it must not be as hard as it still feels because it barely looks longer than two, maybe two and half inches and it has no more girth, even erect, than your thumb. You shake your head and let the shower do its work as your tiny dick softens and shrivels until it looks a little like a swollen clit. Your balls must've also shrank in the cold you hope because they also appear a little smaller than you remember. You finish the shower and quickly dry yourself, still shaking in the cold air. You return to your room and dress in the clothes your mother laid out for you, shivering a little as you tuck your shrunken genitals inside the silky blue panties. You finish dressing and head down the stairs to find your mother waiting in the entryway, carrying a red bag that matches her dress.

"Right on time, good boy." She smiles, sending a warmth through your body that throws off the last of the chill from the shower. She opens the door and you follow her out to the car. You both get in and begin the drive to pick up Molly. You text her and she immediately replies that she's ready and can't wait to help you pick out your new panties. You and your mother arrive at her house and your mother honks the horn lightly to let her know. After a moment the door opens and you see Molly exit the house wearing a short tartan skirt that barely covers her ass and a tight black shirt tied around her perky breasts, pushing them together and exposing her pierced midriff with the intricate designs that flow up her torso to her arm. You can see even from the car she is not wearing a bra as her clearly pierced nipples poke through the fabric of the shirt. On her legs she wears black fishnets with an elaborate pair of black leather knee-high boots. As she walks toward the car you see her mother, June O'connor, emerge from the house behind her. She is about the same as you remember her from the last time you saw her, must've been at graduation you guess, other than the fact that she's following her newly tattooed, pierced, and sluttified daughter waving at your mother with a smile as if everything were totally normal. Molly certainly got her looks from June who is older than your mother but hardly shows it. Her skin is smooth and well cared for and you know she often works out with your mother as well and it shows in her tight waist. Her breasts aren't quite as large as your mother's but her ass is almost as perfect in her tight jeans as she strolls up to the car with Molly. You hear the sound of the window rolling down as your mother waves back to June.

"Hey June! How have you been?" You hear her say.

"Great! Those tracks you emailed me were amazing, really helped me focus during yoga yesterday. I've even been sleeping better too!" She replies, applauding what you know to be the method of her and her daughter's downfall. You grimace a little but are distracted from the thought when Molly speaks again.

"Told yah mom! They're the shit. Chris's stuff is so cool, you're so lucky he's your boyfriend Miss Palmer!" Molly's words make you squirm in the seat but you have to admit, your mother seems so happy lately, and so does Molly. Sure Molly's changing but then so are you, who would've thought you'd be driving to the mall with your mother to pick out girly lingerie but you have to admit you can't wait to have your own big collection of cute things. Maybe Chris is a good boyfriend for my mommy. The thought surprises you as it bubbles to the surface of your mind. You hear your mother chuckle in response to Molly's gushing.

"Oh I know dear, he's certainly a catch." She says, smiling happily. Molly lets out a little groan before she speaks again.

"Oh my god those arms, his chest, jesus, he looks like he could tear me in half. And god I want him too, oof." Surprisingly, you find your little dick twitches in your panties at her lustful description of Chris. You have to admit he's hot. Your mother and Molly's both laugh out loud at her rambling.

"Settle down girl." Molly's mom playfully rebukes her. "Teenagers. Am I right?"

"Tell me about it." Your mother replies with another chuckle. She turns to you with a mocking smile and ruffles your hair. "This little guy seems to be horny 24-7 as well." You blush as the three women giggle and Molly hops into the car. Your mother says her goodbyes to June, promising to email her some more tracks later and to get her and Molly a private lesson with Chris sometime. Your blush deepens as you realize your mother is basically delivering her and your best friend up to him to be enslaved and changed and Molly is delighted to include her mother. You wonder if Molly knows what's happening too but don't dare bring it up. That kind of talk only makes your mommy angry at you and you don't want that at all.

I have to be cute and servile. You think to yourself as your mother puts the car in gear and drives away toward the mall. After less than thirty seconds on the road you hear Molly squeal and she turns to your mother to speak, putting her hands on the back of the driver's seat.

"I can't! I'm too excited! Can I pleeeeeease tell him?!" She says in a pleading tone. You turn to your mother, feeling concerned. She smiles and looks at you for a moment before returning her attention to the road.

"You've been such a good boy these last few days, such a big help around the house, cooking that nice dinner for Chris. I thought I would surprise you." You hear Molly pipe up from the backseat, taking your mother's smile as permission to tell you the surprise.

"You're getting a total makeover! It's gonna be so fun and you're gonna look so cute for all the hunky guys at the mall! Oh my god I can't wait!" Molly's excitement overwhelms you a little and you blush when she mentions the cute guys at the mall. But you don't want to seem ungrateful, it's so nice of your mother to try to surprise you. You turn to her and put on a smile.

"Thank you mommy!" You say, but you get an uncertain look on your face. "Umm, what does that entail?"

"Oh first we're definitely going to the salon so they can do something about your hair." You hear Molly's voice again from the backseat. Your hair has gotten a little crazy, it's grown out a lot, almost past your chin, since you last got it cut for graduation and you haven't really had time to do anything about it [and I forgot to mention that along the way because I'm a bad writer lol]. Molly grins and starts playing with your hair. "Maybe you can get a cute little bob! Oh my god wouldn't he look adorable Miss Palmer?!"

"That would be cute." Your mother says, eyes still on the road.

"Ooo maybe we could get it bleached. He'd look great as a dumb blonde wouldn't he?" Molly and your mother giggle as they continue to tease you on the way to your destination. You arrive at the mall, still red as an apple, excited but at the same time a little scared of what they have planned for you.