Go to your room and check your body.

You carefully stand up and lean against the wall and start to climb to your room. Even this was difficult to do, because everything had changed. Or rather, you changed.

You step inside and quickly lock the door. Then, you carefully approach the mirror and begin to examine yourself. In the reflection, you see your mother, in the same clothes as she was lying on the couch. You start to make different movements, still not believing what is happening, but your reflection repeats everything.

Then, you sit down on the carpet and start taking off your mom's boots. They made your legs hurt like hell. You didn't understand why your mother wore them.

When you took them off, you carefully tossed them aside. Then, you sat closer to the mirror and began to take off your purple sweater, exposing the bra that hid your new tits.

You search for its clasp with your hands and unbutton it. Suddenly, the bra stops holding your tits and gradually descends over your shoulders. You see your mother's bare tits.

You start caressing them with your hands and feel some kind of impulse running through your body. It was an unfamiliar feeling. You felt the pleasure of touching them. Gradually, your nipples began to swell. You began to feel them, realizing how pleasant it was.

Then, you lay down on the floor so that you could take off the gray leggings you were wearing. You pulled them off your feet and felt the breeze running through them.

Your legs were completely smooth without a single hair. You began to stroke them, feeling the double pleasure of stroking a woman's legs and of being stroked by a woman.

Then, you began to pull down your panties, exposing your well-groomed bright pink vagina. You crawled to the mirror and began to spread your labia, looking inside the vagina.