You Want To Take Things A Step Further

A few days had passed since your discoveries. Somehow you managed to completely evade getting caught. It involved you managing to stay still in the laundry basket till your mom exited the room in the morning, but you managed to pull it off! But since that faithful night you have yet to be able to stare at your mother in the eyes.

Whenever you’re both in the same room, your eyes instantly drift to stare at her bust or crotch. Sure that was

Something you would already do but for the first time it wasn’t out of lust.

One of these times was during breakfast. Your mother wore a dark blue blazer with a white button up blouse beneath. Both bits of clothing were tailored to fit her body just right. Of course the top 5 or so buttons or the blouse were left undone to let an ample amount of cleavage show.

For years you’d stare at the display with a feeling that made your heart thump out of your chest. Now you knew the dark truth that the cleavage she always shows off is nothing more than a ruse- a sham- fraudulent.

“Honey, is something wrong?” Asked your mother. As she did, she moved herself a little closer. The large soft yet firm mounds jiggling side to side slightly as they inched closer to you.

You responded nervously. “N-nah! It’s nothing I’m just fine.”, quickly finishing off what was left on your plate before exiting the room.

Though watching on that fateful night left you scared, it still wasn’t the last time you watched your mother reveal herself. Infact you began doing it tradition every night to hide in her room and watch your mother strip.

Though it was just about always the same as the first night, sometimes your mom would do something new. One time when she removed her prosthetic breasts, she continued to wear the prosthetic cock for a while longer. She stroked it and began to moan as if she could feel every inch of it.

It was a challenge trying to not let a laugh or slight chuckle escape your lips. It was like watching an amateur porn star over acting. And just like a porno, watching her gave you a small boner which would explode into your own hand at the slightest touch or rub. Something you still can’t believe you may have inherited directly from your mother.

But you found mornings to be just as interesting. If you woke yourself up early enough, you’d catch your bare curvless mother get up and enter the private bathroom. She’d be in there for close to an hour and you heard the shower running, but when she finally emerged, her hung and busty body was fully restored. Each time you saw this, the curiosity of what exactly happens behind that closed door grew.

After about a week of spying on her, you finally reach your limit. You want to do more than just watch and after some forethought, you hatched a ridiculous plan.

It took an extra day or so of preparation but when you finally got in your hiding place and your mother already went through her usual routine, you knew it was game time.

You waited 20 or so minutes after she went to bed before slowly creeping out of your hiding place. Soon you felt as though you were naked. Out in the open covered up by the darkness of the room. Thankfully your mother kept her windows tightly covered meaning not even moon light could get in. Now that you knew her secret, it made sense why.

Though you couldn’t see anything in front of you, you made sure to get a good layout of the room before hand. Which made finding your way to the bathroom easier.

Just as you were mere feet away from the destination, you heard a stir in your moms bed and a light moan. You immediately stopped in your steps trying not to move a muscle. Beads of sweat began forming along your forehead.

After another few minutes of not hearing another peep, you continued on and eventually felt your hand make contact with the bathroom door. You swiftly got in and shut it without making another sound.

Though you were finally in, you decided to try and be on the safer side before turning on the light. You grabbed some towels and stuffed them along the outline of the door. That way when you turn the light on, none would leak through the cracks to awake your mother.

Once you felt assured that all the preparations were in place, you felt free to flick on the light switch. The moment you did, the room was filled with a bright clean light. One which your eyes needed to quickly adjust to. Once they did, the first thing you were met with was a large disembodied cock sitting on top of the counter mere inches from your face.

You jump back but a split second later remember what you were there for. Looking across the whole counter, it was covered in your mother’s blessing which she always proudly showed off. Beside the prosthetic cock was the large pair of breasts both sitting with their nipples facing upward.

Staring at them, you couldn’t help but still pop a boner at the sight of those mouth watering breasts. Though it was a little unnerving seeing them not attached to a body.

Finally it was the moment you had been waiting for. Not wanting to waste another second, you grabbed ahold of one of large fun bags. *squish* you felt your small member release it’s small pent up load then and their, though you never felt a real boob before, it felt just like you always imagined one would feel. It was completely soft to the touch yet still managed to keep its shape. The eraser like nipples also felt firm as they poked into the palm of your hand.

You held the large breast with 2 hands and studied the entirety of its surface. But things got interesting when you flipped it over to the bottom side. It was a lot more smooth and completely artificial looking. Upon and even closer inspection, you found some words imprinted inside.

*Curvaceous Dreams: Where wildest dreams come true*

“Huh that the manufacturer?”, you thought to yourself.

You gently placed the large orb back down on the counter. The next question that had been eating at you was just how she got them to stick on so seamlessly. You invaded the Medicine cabinet hoping to find the answer. After scouring through, something finally caught your eye. It was items. One was a small container of what appeared to be adhesive of some kind while the other looked like clear tape. What really caught your attention was that across both items was the same label “Curvaceous Dreams”.

“Geezus! I can’t believe mom literally tapped on her cock and boobs this whole time.”, you murmured in a hushed tone.

After a few moments of shifting your gaze back and forth between the adhesive and the prosthetic cock, you finally pushed forward to go through with your plan. First thing you did was strip completely down. As you looked your naked self in the bathroom mirror, you couldn’t help but notice now just how much you looked like your mom. Even more so since it turned out you and her have a lot more in common than she let on. But a couple of the main differences was her longer hair and the fact that she was quite a bit taller than you.

You then grabbed the flaccid artifice. Picking it up by the shaft. You couldn’t help but be surprised by the sheer weight of the thing. Most of which being due to the large looking balls built in. You gave the prosthetic a closer look and couldn’t help but be in awe at the level of detail.

The shaft was covered in sporadically placed veins along its length and at the tip was an uncircumcised member. You peeled the skin back with the tips of your fingers to reveal a tip that was thick on its own. Your gaze then went to the sack at the opposite end of the large shaft. You thought they looked clean shaven but upon looking closer and getting a feel, you realized they were covered in a very light peach fuzz.

“What the hell?!”, you stammered out. “She musta spent a fortune on this!”

Eventually you looked at the underside that would stick to the body. Unlike the prosthetic breasts which had a smooth flat surface to more easily adhere to an equally flat chest, this had a smaller hole to place the real member in. But not just any ordinary hole, a built in flesh light.

“Ohh so I guess when she could still feel pleasure when playing with the big one.”

You felt that the time of just touching and looking was done. You then grabbed the bottle of adhesive and began spreading light coats along the edges of the underside. You gave the back of the container a quick read and found that it keeps it grip up to 8 hours, but do to its size and weight, you figured the clear tape is used as a secondary level of support.

When you finally place the large bulging member over your real pathetic size, you feel the inner fleshlight completely devour your member. Once you made sure all the edges were sticking flush to your skin, you grabbed the clear tape and began adhering it to all the edges blending it to your own skin.

Once everything was said and done, you stepped back and looked at yourself in the mirror. Though you knew it was still fake, your eyes still bulged at the sight.

“Holy shit I’m hung!”, you said to yourself looking at the long flaccid cock dangling between your legs.

With every little movement you made, the large member moved and flopped in reaction. You even gave the head a little flick just to remind yourself it was indeed not real. You then grabbed the shaft again and lifted it to get a better look at the large set of balls beneath. Both appearing like a pair of ripe grapefruit.

You couldn’t hold yourself back any longer and gave one of them a squeeze.

You were then caught off guard by a sudden new sound. It sounded like air being pumped but by what and where, you had no clue. Then when you looked back down at your flaccid member, you realized it wasn’t so flaccid anymore. That’s when it hit you…

“Oh I get it!”, you thought. “The right nut is like a pump that pumps air into the rest of the shaft!”

With this bit of new knowledge, you gave the right nut a series of firm squeezes. In know time, the member between your legs had grown feeling as hard as a rock. Every little vein you noticed earlier was now absolutely bulging. You looked as though you had a massive raging boner!

“Fuckin sweet!”

“So then… if the right one grows it, then I assume the left one-“

*hisssssss…*

The moment you squeezed it, you heard a light hissing sound as your large member began to shrink back down once more. You held a tight grip over the left nut till you finally heard the hissing sound stop.

Though it had only been a few minutes of having a massive cock, you felt like it was just at home already. You had to remind yourself that you didn’t want to just stop at taking the cock…

Sure it was fun to be male with a large cock considering how rare it is in today’s age, but your main interest was in passing yourself off as a futanari woman yourself!

Rather than grabbing the breasts, you first went for your mothers make-up. You began applying it to pretty up your own face. The memories of your sisters always forcing you to play dress up when you were little stuck with you and you still remembered how they applied it.

After another 15 minutes you looked at yourself in the mirror. From your red lips to your done up eyes and lashes, you passed beautifully and with your hair cut, you looked like a young woman sporting a pixie cut.

You then finally grabbed the adhesive again along with the large breasts. Attaching them was both easier and harder than the cock. Sticking them on with the adhesive was simple enough. But making sure you masked every seam including the under boob was difficult to say the least.

Once those were attached you finally grabbed a small bag you brought with you. It was a small assortment of one of your sister’s clothes you knew she wouldn’t be looking for. Once you got those out, you stuffed in your regular clothes and dressed up.

With everything said and done, you once more looked at yourself in the mirror. You felt your heart ready to jump out of its chest when you saw a girl with huge tits staring back at you. You were so taken aback by your own transformation that you were speechless.

You knew you couldn’t risk stealing any of your mom’s clothes so you made sure to borrow outfits of your sisters that were both things they probably won’t be looking for and flexible enough to stretch over a curvy body.

All you had on top was a pink crop top which showed off an **** level of under and upper boob while also showing off in great detail the high beams that poked straight through. You gave em a look over and was stunned by just how seamlessly the large breasts stuck on. The only way you could tell was by a slightly reflective seam that was only noticeable from a very close and focused view.

Your eyes drifted lower to see the other articles of clothing you wore. Beneath your revealed midriff, you had on a short black skirt. You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks begin to flush when you’re realized just how revealing it was. Your own butt was nearly exposed. But thankfully you had prepared with another bit of clothing. Those being a pair of boy shorts which wrapped snuggly around you, when you took a peek at the front, you saw the large dominating bulge. The long yet flaccid shaft and hefty looking balls being Their own definitive shapes.

Though you had plenty of fun eyeing yourself in the mirror, you still wanted to take things a step further. You wanted to go out and see the world under this new persona. You made sure everything was away and where it needed to be and shut off the light. But rather than risk waking mom by going through her room, you decided to climb out the window instead.

It was much harder due to being busty while doing it, but you eventually made it out and stepped foot on ground.

You looked down at your wrist watch for the time.

*11:30*

On average your mom gets up at around 5 which you hope give you enough time to come back home in time.

Without another moment to lose, you continued your walk down the street. For the first time in your life going out in the dead of night as a futanari woman.