My room.

Finally able to feel my legs I take a stumbling step into my room causing mom to let out a disappointed sigh. I turn around and wish her a good night before trying to give her a peck on the lips. Mom has other plans as she locks me in a embrace as her tongue dances around my mouth until it finds mine. Our tongues intertwine as I stumble back and collapse onto my bed. Mom strides towards me with a confident grin on her face before she kneels before me and removes a golden key on a chain from her cleavage. She opens my cage letting it clatter to the floor a few drops of my cum leak out only for her to quickly scoop the cage up and lick it clean with a couple of almost expert flicks of the tongue before tossing it aside.

"You really are a bad boy aren't you John. Maybe I should be like Mrs.Johnson and not let you cum." mom says in a joking tone by my heart sinks at the thought of not being able to cum. All I'm able to do is say sorry before she takes my dicklette in her mouth. All it takes in a single flick of her tongue for the entire thing to be cleaned but she continues to play with it as it twitches. Mom removes my self before reciting "Mommy knows best and mommy always gets her naughty boy to cum."

When mom takes my dicklette in her mouth for a second time it's all I can do not to cum there. My hands drift to the back of mom's head almost on instinct but a quick glare from her causes me to recoil like she was a snake. I manage to last only 3 licks before I give mommy a few spurts of thin seed and I start to prepare for her to yell at me but instead she simply gives me one more lick before taking me out of her mouth. She smiles at me before giving my dicklette a kiss before she stands up.

{Good night John.....now don't be bad and masturbate all night. I want you up and ready to go early understood." mom says as she places her hands on her hip seeming to beam with confidence. All I can do is let out a weak "yes, mommy".

My dreams that night are filled with mom and some of Mr. Johnson mostly of him fucking me or being fucked by mom. Despite the dreams when I wake up I have no morning wood and my sheets are clean. Groggily I get out of bed and shower tempted to try to masturbate but, mommy told me not to before heading to my closet.

My closet is filled with girly clothes one is a simple white shirt that says "mommy's boy" and a set of denim shorts, a similar one says "mommy's girl" and features a skirt instead. I find a pair that have a cut out one looking like a cat the other a dog's paw as the skirt for each features a tail. A collection of other girly clothes, each featuring either a skirt, booty shorts, or short shorts. Oddly enough I see shoved into the back of the closet a couple of sets of clothes that look like what I would have worn before mom changed me. For underwear I find a collect of thongs each one either white or pink and I also find a collect of identical cages. I contemplate what to wear as I hear mom calling me and telling me to hurry up.