Erin’s Driver’s License gets inspected

Aaron slowly stirred the next morning, gradually awakening. He stretched and sat up, initially forgetting his new breasts, shocked at the unexpected weight there.

He got out of bed, and wandered into the bathroom, where he relieved himself.

Sarah heard the noise, and was waiting for him outside the door. “Well good morning, MOM!” She said cheerily.

Aaron still wasn’t over the last evening, so he grumbled a greeting.

“You did remember to sit, didn’t you?” Sarah asked, smiling. Aaron started to say something, so Sarah quickly added, “I’m kidding!

“So today, you have nothing planned, so it’s a casual day. Let’s pick out something for you to wear.”

The pair returned to the master bedroom, and Sarah began rummaging through boxes, throwing articles of clothing on the unmade bed.

Aaron glanced around at the wardrobe boxes and other clothing containers in the room. He really should unpack them, but after last night, he just wanted to relax a little.

He finally took stock of what his daughter had picked out to wear: black leggings, an oversized tee, a pink bra and matching thong.

He held up the thong. “Is this really necessary?” He complained

“Yes,” Sarah said. “That cop may or may not show up today. And if he does, we don’t want anything like VPL giving you away.”

“VPL?”

“Visible pantie lines. You’ll learn, mom. Now go on, get changed “

She left the room and Aaron reluctantly put on his lingerie. He hated the strip of fabric crawling up his ass crack, but the bra did relieve a lot of the tugging on his chest. He pulled on the leggings, slipped into the tee shirt, and called Sarah back into the room.

I think that tee shirt is long enough to hide your junk,” She said as she looked at him critically “But let’s do this...” she grabbed the lower hem of the tee shirt and tied it off in a know so that it was tight around his hips and was pulled down a little, pulling the tee a little tighter around his fake chest.

“There. That should hold the tee in place to hide... you know... and it shows off your girls a little better.”

“My ‘girls’ don’t need to be shown off better,” Aaron complained.

“Single woman, mom, remember? Of course you want to show your girls off a little better.”

Aaron tolled his eyes as he was led into Sarah’s room she combed out his hair into a ponytail that she held in place with a scrunchie. Some light makeup followed.

She handed him a tube of lip gloss. “Just put this on occasionally through the day. It’ll lick off, and you want to look good.”

“No,” Aaron said. “I don’t.”

She swapped out his earrings for some simple dangle ones and put a necklace on him over the tee shirt. They went back into Aaron’s room and she found a pair of flats for him to wear. And Aaron was now ready to face the day.

The pair went downstairs for some coffee. “What are you making for breakfast?” Aaron asked his daughter.

“We’re dieting, mom,” Sarah said, giving Aaron a slight nudge. “Can’t we just relax today?”

Aaron sighed and reluctantly agreed to go without breakfast.

They drank their coffee and then went into the living room. Aaron our his feet up and started seeing what sporting event he could find on TV. Sarah cleared her throat.

“Uh... mom? If the cop shows up today and you have your feet up, watching baseball....”

Aaron slumped. “No baseball”

“No baseball. Maybe a chick flick? Or...”

Sarah bounded upstairs and came back down with some fashion magazines and a couple of romance novels. She handed them to Aaron. “Here. They’re not that bad! Really. Give them a try.”

Reluctantly, Aaron began reading a fashion magazine. He was enjoying looking at the models in it when there was a sudden knock on the door. Aaron glanced nervously at Sarah and answered the door, completely forgetting to set down the fashion magazine.

Luke, the police officer, stood there, his police car parked in front of the house, lights on. He had his thumbs hooked into his tactical belt and he was smiling.

“Good morning Miss Fletcher,” he said.

“It’s Aaron,” Aaron said.

“OK, Erin,” Luke said. “I’ve come to check that you have gotten your driver’s license as instructed.” He noticed the fashion magazine in Aaron’s hand “Keeping up on the latest fashions, I see?”

Aaron glanced at his hand,. “Oh, yes, officer,” Aaron said, hopping that his nervousness wasn’t showing in his voice or that he was shaking too much.

“Please, call me Luke,” he said, smiling broadly. “May I come in?”

“Oh! Yes, of course!” Aaron said, setting the magazine down with the others on the coffee table.

Luke looked around. Packing boxes everywhere. Obviously these two were unpacking slowly. His smile broadened as he though of a plan to impress Erin.

“Now, if you’d show me your new license..”

“Oh!” Aaron squeaked nervously. He was so close to maybe being done with most of this charade. “If you’ll give me a moment...”

Aaron turned and tried to walk as slowly as he could upstairs. Sarah looked up at the officer and smiled. “Hi,” She said.

There was another knock on the door. Sarah looked at Luke quizzically and answered the door. The elderly woman from across the street was there. “Is there something wrong?” She asked.

“Nope,” Sarah said, cheerfully. “Officer Luke is just checking on... mom.”

“Eh?” The woman said cupping her hand to her ear.

“MOM HAS TO SHOW THE OFFICER SOME ID!” Sarah said loudly.

“Oh!” The woman said. “I see!”

Arron came downstairs and was surprised to see the elderly neighbor woman standing in his living room. He gave a gingerly wave hello and handed Luke his driver’s license.

Luke held it up alongside Aaron’s face. “Pretty photo, just like the woman that it was taken of!” He beamed at what he thought was a rather witty compliment.

Aaron blushed as he realized the cop, too, was hitting on him. Were the men in this town blind? He was shaken out of his thoughts by Luke.

“So everything seems to be in order here,” Luke said. He then looked around. “Well, maybe not in order. I see you ladies haven’t really settled in yet.”

Arron realized that the place really was a wreck. The packing boxes were everywhere. Packing material was hanging out of them. He and Sarah really needed to tidy up the place.

“I’m sorry,” Aaron said, hanging his head, as he truly was embarrassed that they’d been living like this.

“Not to worry,” Luke said. “I’ll have a bunch of my friends, other police officers, over here shortly, and we’ll get this place all unpacked for you!”

Aaron blinked. More cops? Unpacking?

“Uh... that’s OK, we can...” he started to say. Luke was already on his shoulder mic, calling other officers.

Aaron looked at Sarah and then slumped onto the couch, sure that the masquerade was over and that he was going to get caught.

The elderly woman was looking confused at this point. “What’s going on?” She demanded.

“We’re getting help to move in,” Sarah said, worrying about the same thing Aaron was.

“Eh?” The old woman said.

“MEN ARE COMING OVER!” Sarah shouted to her.

“Oh. OH!” The elderly woman said, her eyes going wide.

She walked over and grabbed Aaron’s hand. “Come along dear. Let’s get you into something better suited for company.”

“What?” Aaron said as he stood and was ushered up the stairs.

“That is hardly an appropriate outfit for a hostess of a party. Now come along.”

“But I...”

Luke waved Erin along. "It's fine. I'll get my boys here and we'll have this place put together in no time."

The woman tugged on Aaron's arm. “I said come along!” And her tone suggested she would not accept anything otherwise

And with that, Aaron was led upstairs to change. Again.