Back to school.

You didn't see or hear from your mother for the rest of the weekend. You missed her, and Allison for that matter. You were trying to stay positive about all of this but you couldn't help but feel bitter and angry. You kept to yourself until Monday, ignoring a few concerned inquiries from your sister. She was probably only trying to help but you weren't in the mood to talk.

Monday morning, you **** yourself to shower and clean up for classes. Everyone would expect you to be shaken by the loss of your mother, but it was precisely for your mother that you had to be strong. At least that's what you kept telling yourself. She seemed to be coping with all of this much better than you were. After all, she didn't lose anyone. Dad had brushed her off, sure, so she was effectively divorced, but everyone she cared about was still alive. Your mom got the best end of this whole deal. Rolling back the hands of time 22 years without losing the people she cared about? And Allison was way hotter than your mom had ever been.

Your mother's original body was that of a beautiful woman, sure. You weren't ashamed to admit that because you'd never felt any inappropriate attraction to her. It was simply true. But Allison was in a league of her own, and your mom got to be her now. She really didn't even have that much to be coping with. What, she had to go back to school? Small price to pay for not only surviving a fatal accident but also getting to be young and hot for it. You suspected that most women would have killed for what she had.

You stopped and took a deep breath, realizing you were focusing on the unfair nature of your situation again. But you still couldn't help feel that your lot in all this was the worst one. That everyone else should be more concerned with how you were handling this, not Allison, er, Mom.

As you pulled into the school parking lot, your phone chirped. A text message. The contact was still named Allison in your phone and your heart lurched slightly despite knowing it wasn't really her as you tapped the notification.

Hey, I know this isn't easy for you, but I want to thank you for trying so hard to help me. Don't forget the doctors said we need to keep up appearances while they sort out the legal side of things, so when you see me inside, I'll be Allison.

I've been reading her diary.. I can't say I fully approve but we'll talk about it later.

Your stomach dropped at that last bit. Oh boy. If she'd been reading Allison's diary then she already knew way more than any mother should know about what her son got up to with his girlfriend. Allison was always very thorough in everything she did, and you were positive that would be true of her diary as well.

You climbed out of your car and walked into the building. On days that you didn't carpool, Allison often met you at your locker, so you went there first and sure enough, when you turned the corner towards the locker, there was Allison. Dressed like Allison always dressed, in a stylish-yet-flirty top that showed more than a hint of her cleavage, a light skirt that left a lot of leg exposed and that swayed easily with every movement she made, and a simple pair sandals with a low heel. She'd even managed to do her hair and makeup just like Allison would have.

For a few wonderful seconds, you managed to forget that the beautiful creature before you wasn't actually Allison. She was back, if only for a moment, and talking with two of Allison's friends. She noticed you approaching and waved, holding out her arms for a hug. "Hey, Tim!"

You wrapped your arms around one another and you hugged her so tightly that she grunted a little. She was wearing Allison's perfume. The scent hit you like a fist and before you could stop yourself you lifted her chin and kissed her. A fervent kiss full of need and longing. Your cock stirred in your pants, stiffening rapidly in response to Allison's familiar body pressed to yours.

Allison's friend Beth cheered. "Aww. You guys are the cutest couple. I'm so happy to see you together again. That accident was so scary! I'm glad you're okay."

Allison, your mother, stiffened slightly as you kissed her but didn't push you away. Knowing that the two of you often shared a kiss in the morning, she must have been really committed to playing her role.

Suddenly feeling super awkward about it, you broke off the kiss. Allison's face and chest were slightly flushed and she was breathing a little heavily. "That may have been a bit too much just for appearances, darling. Remember who I really am." she said softly, just for you, but her voice lacked her usual mom-tone of authority and conviction; she seemed a little rattled. But she recovered quickly and raised her voice for her friends' benefit. "So happy to be back! Alright, Tim, I'll see you later. We still have third period together, right?"

You couldn't help but notice that your erection was pressed into Allison's thigh, but your mom didn't pull away. There's no way she didn't feel it, too. She must have been trying to help you hide it from the others. "Y-yeah. Third period. Can't wait." You gave her a chaste peck on the cheek and sent the three girls on their way, shifting your bag and turning to your locker to adjust the tent in your pants.

It was so weird kissing Allison now, knowing that your mom was inside the body, but your body still wanted it. If anything, your emotional confusion made it more exciting. Kissing those lips was familiar but also entirely new. It was confusing and exciting at the same time. Growling in hopeless frustration, you threw open your locker door to sort out your books for the day.