My son woke up and I waited in anticipation at his first reaction. He rubbed his eyes, then his body jolted. "What the... hey what is going on here?," Matt sat up quickly. He saw he was naked so he tried to pull his blanket up, but realized it was actually his boxers he was holding. I just couldn't help but laugh at my son's reaction. Matt looked to the side, his eyes level with my, to him, huge boobs and slowly looked up to my smiling face.
"Hi honey," I waved at him. "Oh god, don't kill me!," my son jumped up and started to panic. He quickly made his way over to his pillow and hid behind it. He was probably confused about whether this was a dream or not. He looked so cute, if I didn't knew better I could've mistaken him for a baby doll. Matt peaked out from behind the pillow. "It's just me, your mom Matt. There's nothing to be scared of. I may look a lot bigger, but you're the one that's smaller," I said.
"Now why don't you come over here and mommy tells you all about your current change," I said to him. Matt stood next to the pillow, covering his small private area, and began to look me over. It was like he was trying to decide if I was actually his mother or some monster from a nightmare. "That wasn't a question," I leaned in closer and reach out to pick him up. Matt started to back up.
It was no use running, my hands were to quick for him. "Please no!," Matt yelled, my fingers wrapped around the sides of his small frame and I could feel the warmth radiating from his body. He didn't fight me, probably too scared to do so. "I didn't like your attitude lately, so I decided to take you down a notch and teach you a lesson or two about being taken care off," I looked at my son waiting for a response, but he said nothing. He was still confused. "Don't worry, you'll be back to your normal height before you know it. Just remember if I don't like your behavior I might just teach you a 'bigger' lesson," I teased him.
I loosened my grip on him and...