Before Mom Comes Home

With your mother on her way home from the airport and your father now a giggling bimbo, you have a lot of things to do. You could try to hide her from your mother, but she would ultimately find her. Telling her that the giggling bimbo was her husband was out of the question. You have to think of a plan, and fast.

A few minutes later and you finally think of a plan. You stand up from the bed and grab the bimbos arms, helping her stand up. She wraps her arms around you, but you bring her arms back to her sides before she can do anything. She frowns, but you grab one of her arms and begin to move her out of your room.

The feeling of the cold air against the bimbos naked body causes her to gasp and then giggle. You don’t look back as you walk her to your parents bedroom. Her bedroom when she was a man. When she was your father.

Once you are in the bedroom, you lead her to the bed. She falls onto it, and you then look for the closet. You rummage through your mother’s clothes until you finally find underwear and a nice blouse. You can only hope that the bimbo is the same size as your mother. She stands up and grabs the clothes.

You struggle putting the clothes on the bimbo, but she helps and gives you a little twirl after she’s finished. She’s absolutely gorgeous. Thankfully you were right, as she was the same size as your mother.

You move in closer so your faces are inches away from each other. The bimbo smiles as if she knows what’s coming. Your lips meet as you passionately kiss her. It simultaneously feels so wrong yet so right. Your tongue moves to invade her mouth, and she does the same. She feels up your crotch as your penis starts to get hard.

But before anything can happen, your phone starts to ring. You break the kiss and answer the phone. It’s your mother. “Hello, honey. I’m home! Can you come help me with my luggage?”