Buff up his Mom

(Written by firebird76 on writing.com)

Ethan decided to go to the gym, his ambition to give his mom a better body back driving him. He dressed in his usual gym attire, a loose pair of shorts, but chose the tightest shirt he had to work out in, knowing that his breasts would bounce no matter what he did, since he couldn't be seen with a sports bra.

On his drive there he mapped out in his mind what he would do for a workout. His typical routine would be not only too intense, but might also be too time consuming for his mother's schedule. Still, he wanted to make her happy. He settled on a middling approach, using three days out of the week, the first for weight lifting. The thought of his mom lifting weights was strange, but he also smiled at the thought of her becoming an amazon. He would follow the first with working his legs, and finish the three with aerobics, using yoga maybe, he would decide later.

Walking into the gym he checked in at the front counter, expecting to be given a hassle and then remembering that no one saw he had his mom's body. This was going to be strange for a while, maybe he'd never get used to it. He went over to the weights, and tried the lightest pair, then the second lightest, deciding on the second he set to work. It wasn't long before his arms were burning.

"I could have sworn I was stronger than this." Ethan thought, then caught a glimpse of himself in the mirrored wall.

"Oh right, mom... I forgot."

He continued for as long as he could, finishing after half an hour, a shorter time than his usual, but he'd get there.

Ethan decided it would be too awkward to strip and use the mens shower, although the thought was kind of kinky to him, being secretly a woman in the men's shower room. He'd play with that later, when he was more bold, but right now he needed to go home, hoping to get home before his mom. He was successful, but by only ten minutes, by then he was in the shower again, this time taking longer, feeling up the beautiful body he possessed, lingering on every curve. "I could really get used to this, even if it is my mom."

He finished the shower and went back to his computer, trying to concentrate on his essay. But then, another thought popped into his head. He always thought his mom wanted bigger breasts, or was that just him thinking about this body? He started searching the net to see what he could find.