What?

"Become my, daughter," my mother said

"W-what?"

She shrugged a little, "I said you should give up being my son and be my dress-up daughter! C'mon it will be some much fun!", Confused I respond with a broken voice, "Why... Why are you saying this?"

"Because I love you," she smiled sweetly and squeezed him, "and I want you to be happy. I mean look at yourself, you've got an erection just by trying on the clothes I got for you, if this isn't testing your sexuality then I don't know that is"

I stare at the mirror again and looking at myself, I fell good, I feel . . .comfortable

"Sweetie you're so beautiful! Have you ever compared yourself to any other woman? You're gorgeous honey, I mean I would've killed to have skin as perfect as yours at your age, smooth as anything, curves, and hips and your butt. . . it's big and bubbly ...ok, how about we make a deal?" she said

"W-what kind of deal?"

She smiled, "We do a size comparison and-"

"NO, your is obviously bigger than mine," I tell her

"Let me finish...I am not talking about me . . . I am talking about your sister!"

"What? . . . what do you mean" what is she talking about, Ruth hasn't had surgery yet!!

"You see your sister isn't at a studying retreat with her friends . . . she's at the clinic with your cousin about to go into surgery," she said

"Once she gets back, and she has her new cock, we'll do a contest! If you win then won't speak if this again" as she said that I am dumbfounded as she keeps explaining.

"So here is your choice . . ."

"Do you become my daughter by losing to your sister?"

"Or do you and I have some more fun and you accept this side of you, right here, right now!!!"