Waking up and getting dressed

John was awoken by his father getting ready for work, 'Fuck I'm still in my mother's body' John thought having hoped desperately that the events of the previous night had been some kind of wild dream, and he wasn't actually in his mothers body. 'My mum!' John thought realising that if he was in his mothers body if they truly swapped souls like the woman claimed the charm did she would be inside his. 'I need to talk to my mum' John thought as his father now dressed and ready for work left the bedroom.

John decided his first course of action would be to talk to his mother, well second course of action as John was still very much naked. Getting up John walked over to his mothers chest of drawers, opening the top drawer John expected to be greeted by clothes but his eyes widened as he looked into the drawer seeing a couple of sets of handcuffs, lube and in the dead centre of the drawer where 3 dildos.

The first dildo was the smallest of the 3 looking to be about 5 inches in length shaped somewhat like a pink bullet John noticed a button on the side of it. Upon pressing the button the dildo sprung to life with a hum, vibrating gently, John quickly turned the dildo off, concerned someone heard it buzz, these concerns were silly to have as his father had left and there was no one else in the room to hear.

The second dildo looked strikingly like his father's tool, it was 9 inches in length like his fathers with a similar thickness, in fact it was an exact thickness as what John didn't know was that he was holding a custom made dildo molded off his fathers dick. His father had it made for their 3rd anniversary, a horny way of him apologising for his work being demanding and allowing his wife to fuck him even when he wasn't there. John looked over the red silicone admiring it, his pussy moistening as he thought of the fucking his dad gave him last night.

The final dildo was the biggest both in girth and length a huge mass of black silicone 12 inches in length, written down the side of it in bold red letters was the word "BULLY", John shuddered imagining his mother using such a thing. 'There's no way that could fit inside mum' he thought once again feeling more aroused.

'Fuck I am getting side tracked pull it together John' he thought as he closed the top drawer. Opening the second drawer John thankfully found what he was looking for as this was his mother's underwear drawer, unfortunately this did nothing to lower his arousal as John sifted through a near endless amount of Thongs, G-strings and other racy lingerie. 'Jesus does mum have any normal non-sexy underwear' John thought his mind imagining how each garment would look on his mothers perfect body. Eventually John found some underwear that was sufficiently not sexy slipping into it and it's accompanying bra, John being careful to keep the mirror out of his field of view knowing if he saw his mothers body he would get sidetracked again ogling her in the mirror. John then went to his mothers wardrobe picking out one of his mothers many sundresses and fitting into a pair of sandles. Finally dressed John was ready to confront his old body.