Ethan’s Awkward Lunch

(written by firebird76 on writing.com)

Ethan hesitated to even move for a minute, almost panicking over the fact that he'd be in his mom's body for a full year, then sighed. “Well, I've got no choice, may as well make this work.”

He walked downstairs, his new breasts bouncing with every step, a feeling he would have to get used to, and plopped his plump rear into a chair at the kitchen table. He watched his old body move with the exact grace and movements that his mother always had, dressed in her nice blouse and dress slacks, heels clicking on the tile floor, he wondered if she even faintly realized that something was off. But as she spun around holding a plate full of food, he put that thought away, of course she didn't, the ring said she wouldn't.

“Here you go honey.” She kissed him on the cheek, “Now I'm off to run some errands, I'll be back in a few hours. You get some rest after you eat, you scared me.”

“Okay mom, I will.” Ethan muttered as she went out the door, left home alone, Ethan took his time eating, finding the taste of everything to be different. “Mom's body, mom's taste buds.” He mutters as he takes a bite of celery and pauses as he chews. Usually it was bitter, but now it was.... plain, not nasty or sweet, just plain. He continued with the meal, finishing his plate and cleaning his dishes. All the while wondering what he would do for a year in this body, barely able to think with the distracting feeling of his breasts wobbling with every movement.

“How the hell do women put up with these things?” He shouted, shaking even more as he shook his fists. “Oh rub it in why don't you?” He stared at his chest, the breasts sitting there were very tempting, and he found his thoughts wondering, they were his for a while, may as well play with them. He shook those away, this was his mom he was thinking about, not some random girl. He walked back up the stairs, ignoring the alien sensations as much as he could. And sat down on his bed, he pondered to himself how he was going to get through this until he finally huffed.

“Well, it's all mine for a while. Let's see it.” Ethan pulled his shirt off and took off his pants and underwear, giving in to the obvious fact that he would eventually have to strip to bathe he walked over to the mirror and stopped dead in his tracks. He never dreamed that he would see his mother nude, hell he had never thought of it, but here he was, seeing her naked, and she was everything he could want in a woman.

Standing before him in the mirror was a blond angel, features fit to be a model, a slight pudge to her stomach, but still the kind of woman he would chase after any day. He posed her like one of the nudes he saw earlier that day, and felt a stirring in his loins, his sexual taste hadn't changed with this body, and now it threatened to make him play with it. He reached up, cupping the ample breasts that were now his, and looked in the mirror again, making an alluring face and felt the stirring grow a little stronger.

“What am I doing?” He sighed, looking at his mother's ass, drinking in, what he would call any other woman but his mom, the MILF that he is now. The buzz of arousal made itself apparent again, and he finally gave in, marching over to the computer he started searching, not for porn as he usually did, but a guide. How to masturbate, woman, he typed in the search, VPN and incognito on, and after a few videos, he started to muse, slouching in his computer chair, he placed his hands in the right places.

“Sorry Mom, I've gotta do it eventually.” He muttered and hesitated. “Damn it Ethan, this is your body right now, just do it you pussy.” He gently started to message the pussy that birthed him, cupping and kneading his right breast, clumsily at first, then getting the rhythm. He found himself blissfully carrying on, hesitantly at first, then purposefully, as he worked his new sex, experimenting with fingers and thumb, feeling bliss like he never felt before. Ethan finally started to orgasm after eight minutes of playing, having no idea what he had been doing at first, but now moaned quietly as he felt the waves of pleasure consume him. He shook, panting as he was hit with an orgasm unlike any he had ever felt before.

Panting, and now sweaty, he sat there, the stench of sex coming off him, he sighed. “Maybe this won't be so bad after all.” He got up an grabbed a pair of clean underwear, and went to the shower, knowing he couldn't avoid that. In the shower he continued exploring his new body, ignoring any stray thought that this was his mom and this was weird, he soldered on, knowing she would be in the same position as him if and when she did this. After the shower he dried and dressed, then sat on the bed and paused, he lifted his right hand and looked at the ring.

“Hey ring, it hasn't been a year but I've got a question.”

“Oh, now what, you're the most reluctant owner I've ever had.”

“Oh I'm over that, I just um... ya know.” Ethan said with a wink.

“About time, so what's the question?”

“So let's say my mom, in my body, has sex, unprotected.... how's that going to work?”

“Oh, well, they'll see her as herself, but they'll make moves as if she's physically male, and same for you. But she won't be able to get pregnant if that's what you mean.”

“Oh thank god. I thought she would be a pregnant guy and I'd have that come back to me.”

“You however….. I will warn you if you get pregnant than you'll never be able to swap back, as you'll be carrying a new person, it violates the rules, it would be a threat to the child you see.”

“Okay, that's it, I'll see you in a year.”

“Have Fuuuuuuun!” The ring winked blinked it's light as if to wink and went dim.

“Now, essay first, then I plan on what to do for mom.”