Meet up with clair

"Okay, Clair. See you when you get here!" You said in my mother's bubbly voice. You reached down and placed your mother's phone on the bathroom counter. Your fingers tingled as you felt the space between my legs. Your thighs felt like they were trembling as a strange warmth washed you over.

"Oh fuck...no," you muttered, your mother's soft voice sounding close to a moan, her expression **** in the mirror. Her excitement and all these new feelings and sensations. You felt your curiousity burning to explore every inch!

Your mother's face took on a look of calm as you tried to focus. Slow deep breaths, as your smaller fingers clutched the cool countertop. Slowly, that warmth sensation was reduced to a dull roar, but you still felt it. Was that your own horniness, influencing your mother's body? You had to be more careful with when you possessed certain people, as there were lines you would never cross.

"I have to be smarter about these rings and how I use them..." you muttered as you gently backed away from the counter, grabbed your- ...your mother's phone, and exited the bathroom. With each step you felt the sway of youhips and ass, which made you feel... empowered. To be honest with yourself, you felt gorgeous, beautiful...sexy. It was the last one that rattled me, but you hoped it was just your mother's confidence rubbing off on you.

First, you stopped by Mom's room to find some shoes. Her and Dad kept a clean well decorated bedroom, with old school furniture and design. Lots of velvet and purple, all crowned by a California King Bed. Stepping into her closet, you hummed quietly to myself as yoy picked out some options. A soft gasp escaped my lips as you found a pair of fishnet stockings. With glee you slid them on, before finishing with some black flats. Twenty minutes certainly wasn't enough time for a crash course on heels. Content with yout outfit, you then turned back to your own bedroom, hoping no one stopped you on the way, yet excited by the prospect. You needed the other three rings, just in case.

Quietly humming a happy tune you didn't even recognize, you grab your mother's small purse and make your way back to your bedroom. You couldn't help but sway your hips a little as you walked across the top floor. It was strange, earlier when you focused on it, your body felt so strange and foreign, you felt like what you really were- a man in a woman's body. But now as you let your (or rather your mother's) instincts take over, everything felt just natural. You felt... like a woman.

You opened the door to your room slowly, not even noticing the little warning knock you added, just like how your mom does when she enters your room. You peak sutbly inside, and aren't able but smile at the sight of your passed out body on your bed. It was so incredibly surreal. For a moment you just stood above your comatose body and stared as it really dawned on you that you were quite literally a different person now. For a long moment, all the foreign sensations of your body returned as you just stared at yourself. You could feel the weight on your chest, the S shape on your back, the pillow life feel of your ass against your dress, even just how shorter you were. And in front of you was just good old Jean. You almost felt too overwhelmed, almost turning the gem just too be Jean again, but you shook those thoughts. And while everything still felt foreign, you managed to ignore it as you quietly stuffed the three remaining rings into your purse and left the room.

And if earlier when you felt confident in your new identity you didn't want to encounter anyone, now you were even less ready. So of course that right there in the corridor stood no other than Sierra. She was on her way out of the bathroom, seeming to have just washed her face, probably still recovering from her anxiety attack. Your heart missed a beat as overwhelming feelings of a different kind washed over you. Here you were, using a ring to possess your mother. In your purse 3 more rings, and in front of you was Sierra wearing another one of these rings. You could at any moment just turn a gem and valve and become her, you felt powerful. That thought excited you, and with your mother's natural excitement it was even more overwhelming. And it seems Sierra felt something similar, as for a short second, she stopped in her tracks and stared at you. You were frozen. You didn't know how to act, and cursed yourself for wishing this, yet you felt glad it was happening. As you felt a rush of excitement, you could see it almost mirrored in Sierra's eyes. How strange. Yet...alluring.

Once again, you both just stood there in silence for a few seconds and stared at eachother, only to be saved by the bell. And in this context, the bell was Hayley's bedroom door flying open. You nearly jumped out of your own skin! Or, well, it wasn't really your own...

"Oh, hey mom!" She said happily. "On your way out?" You quickly snapped out of your trance and **** a smile at her. "Oh, uh, yes honey" you mutter instinctively. "Alright, enjoy!" She smiles once more. Sierra seems to have snapped out as well, as you hear her reciprocate meekly the same blessing as both girls go into the room the other just came out of.

Your heart slowed as you watched the two girls turn away, only to realize your mistake. Wait! A chance to try and play the role just showed up to the stage.

"Oh Haley! Just a minute, pumpkin," you said, using the nickname Mom always called Haley by. Seeing her stop to turn around, you threw your arms around her in a tight hug. "Thanks again for the gift. I love you, sweetie," you said as I felt an odd mixture of your own fondness for Haley mixed with Mom's. Earlier you felt jealous about her more extravagant gift, but now you knew that Mom truly loved both gifts equally. You broke the hug and kissed Haley's cheek. "Have fun with your friends, pumpkin." You said as you turned to make your way downstairs. You felt confident with that impersonation, and you were ready for a spa day with Clair...and to maybe find new wearers for my other three rings.

"Thanks mom, you're the best." Hayley says with a smile, hugging you tightly. Your mom's instincts seemed to take over again, as any sort of jealousy you had for Hayley and her relationship with your mom faded as you just felt your motherly love towards her. "Have fun!" She giggles before making her way towards the bathroom. Sierra gives you one last shy look before reciprocating Hayley's gesture. "Have fun Mrs. Aldera."

With that Sierra makes her way in the opposite direction than Hayley, back into the room where Dana was waiting. Confidently you made your way downstairs, and it seems you measured those 20 minutes just perfectly as right outside your driveway waited Clair in her car.

While fooling Hayley and Sierra was easy, fooling Clair would be a more difficult job. You didn't know anything about her, you didn't know what kind of relationship she had with your mom, and hell, you didn't even know her face. She was a newer friend of your mom's, so you didn't get a chance to formally meet her yet. But it seems that this is gonna be that meeting.

You take a deep breath, feeling your endowed chest rise and fall, and put your mother's signature smile as you enter Clair car.

"Good morning darling!" You hear her sing-songy voice chime happily. You return the gesture as you quickly study her face. Clair seemed to be relatively young, probably around her mid 30s, and even though your mom was older, she and Clair seemed to be the same age. She had dirty blonde hair an a slightly pudgy face, topped with a button nose and a salient jaw. Her eyes were covered with a pair of large fashionable sunglasses, but you could see her genuine smile beyond them. She was wearing a light blue button down blouse and a pair of tight jeans.

You blinked at Clair as you studied her appearance, your mother's smile still stretching across her youthful expression. "Good morning, sunshine!" You said rather giddily, seeming like you were more than excited for this trip. You were certainly impressed by the fact that despite being ten years older, Mom looked just as good as she did. Mind you, neither of you were super dressed to impress, and you still found Clair pretty.

While you technically knew nothing about Clair, you did have one lifeline thanks to the phone call you dropped in on earlier. From what you gathered, Clair enjoyed talking about herself and that felt like something you could use.

Folding your hands together against my flat stomach, you tried to start with something inocuous. "I love those sunglasses. Where did you get them?" You asked rather sweetly, hoping you can learn more about Clair by faking small talk. Meanwhile, you were subtly showing off the white gem ring in the hopes Clair would ask about it. You might have just found your newest host.