You Go Grocery Shopping

"Let's go grocery shopping! We do need some food anyways, and it'll make you far more comfortable in public!" '(Y/N)' said.

"Alright, yeah! That sounds good! Let me just slip some shoes on and grab my wa-I mean purse, and we can go." I said, trying to adjust to how I'd have to act starting in a few weeks.

I then walked back upstairs and looked through my walk-in closet and found my shoe rack. I picked a pair of red high heels and slipped them onto my feet, finding them to be a bit tight, but they'd do the job of getting me through shopping.

As I walked down the stairs I realized that the heels would take some getting used to before I could master walking in them, as I nearly tripped on every step and my legs shook as I tried to just stand.

I saw '(Y/N)' standing there wearing a black pair of Puma sneakers who chuckled when 'he' said, "Aw, 'Mom', it looks like your forgot how to wear your own heels. It's okay, you'll figure it out, and you'll have the cart to lean on."

We then walked into the garage to get into the car, well, '(Y/N)' walked to the car, I stumbled around like I was drunk since I'm not used to these high heels.

Once we got into the car, I put the key in the ignition and pulled out of the garage. As I started to drive '(Y/N)' said, "Let's go to the store in the next town over so no one recognizes us. Don't want to be in a body that's being mocked and made fun of for dressing like a mom."

I nodded and once we pulled to the intersection that led to the highway, I turned on the blinker and we pulled onto the highway towards the next town over.

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When we got to the store, I climbed out, grabbed my purse out of the backseat and we walked inside, my walking becoming a bit more stable now.

We walked through the front door of the grocery store, and I grabbed a shopping cart and put my purse in the child seat part of the cart. I then started to push the cart throughout the store, '(Y/N)' walking beside the cart.

The further we got in the store, the more stares I felt from the other shoppers. Both from men and women alike.

We had gotten halfway through the store when two women decided they'd be the ones to say something about my appearance.

"Ew, look Stacey! It's a crossdresser!" One said, pointing a finger at me.

"Yeah, he's so pathetic! Look at his makeup! And his legs shaking in those heels! Or is that because he got called out for crossdressing?" The other said.

They both started laughing before '(Y/N)' turned and said, "Hey, you dumb sluts! This woman is my stepmom! Just because she doesn't have as fake of boobs like you two doesn't make her any less woman. And she's the love of my life!"

"Pfft, yeah right! You're probably his old hag of a mom!" The first one shouted.

Then '(Y/N)' pulled me close to her and into a deep kiss, where she ran her hands all along my body. When she pulled away, we looked to see the two women look disgusted before we kept walking to continue our shopping.

We got to an emptier part of the store and I looked at '(Y/N)' and whispered into her ear, "Why did you say and do that?"

She then pulled the cart over to the side and made me stop pushing it for a second as she whispered back, "Because you weren't my actual son. I adopted you. You were so small and helpless when I saw you in the orphanage, and I helped you grow into a nice strong young man. A young man I am very proud to be swapping bodies with. And if you don't mind, we can actually be a couple."

"Of course I'd love to be a couple with you. I always thought you looked stunning." I said as I wrapped my arms around her to pull her into a hug, her big boobs and chubby belly pressing against me.

I then released her from the hug and we finished out our grocery trip. When we got to the checkout line, I felt everyone's stares, but this time, they didn't effect me all that much. And I smiled at the thought of going home with my new girlfriend.