This choice: His parents bedroom when he was a teen • Go Back...Chapter #5His parents bedroom when he was a teen by: kevinb1   It was snoring but Kristin sounded so different louder and deeper, and she felt different her hand on his hips felt so firm, and strong, pulling him in close holding him in tight and something was pressing up against him right in the middle of his butt crack. His pillow felt different too, like Kristin's long hair was there on his pillow, and an extra weight on his chest he couldn't explain, plus what was he wearing it felt so silky.
Opening his eyes he quickly noticed the room, it was different. Holy crap he recognized it right away from all the times he spent sneaking around in here playing dress up in his mom's clothes, it was his parent's bedroom.
No fucking way!
He quickly moved his hand and felt it right through the silky nylon material, a breast, not just one but two, that meant he slid his hand down the silky material until he felt it, no sign of a cock and balls, instead he now had a pussy. Could it be, his dream, just became his reality!
At least that is what he hoped seeing his parent's bedroom, being in his parent's bed, feeling a silky nylon nightgown on a woman's body, he had to be his mom just like his dream. Which meant then the loud deep snoring sound of a person sleeping behind him, whose hands were gripping his hips pulling him in close was that of his dad, and that thing pressing into him separating each cheek of his butt was his dad's cock!
It just couldn't be real though, it couldn't, any second now he would wake up and be Jimmy again, feel Kristin's butt pressed against his hard cock but the snoring continued and the hard cock nestled against him remained. Jimmy laid there but the desire grew he wanted to be certain, to see it for himself. Easing himself from his father's grip, the snoring continuing, he tiptoed across the bedroom loving the feeling of the long nightgown against his skin as he moved.
Stepping into the master bathroom he quietly closed the door standing in the darkness feeling along the wall for the light switch, Jimmy turned to the direction of the mirror taking one final breath before he flipped the light switch up hoping to see the reflection he dreamed about.
Mom!
There she was her pear shaped body standing in her blue sleeveless ankle length nightgown, the top of her d cup breasts peaking out of the v neck design on the nightgown and her beautiful face with shoulder length blond hair with bangs resting just above the eyebrows which couldn't hide along with his bluish gray eyes, a shocked expression on her face. Then a smile quickly spread across.
He just wanted to do one more test he moved from the doorway closer to the wall length mirror above the bathroom vanity and sink, watching as his mother's reflection copied his every move. His eyes though fixated on his favorite asset his mom had, watching the fabric of the ankle length nightgown sliding against her big wide round bottom with each step he took and the natural sway of her butt with each step easily visible through the silky tight fabric of the nightgown.
Reaching the center of the room he turned so that big butt was directly aimed at the mirror with him looking over his shoulder, his mom's grinning face staring at that big wide round bottom that the nightgown couldn't contain.
How he longed for this day,reaching his left hand up loving his smooth hairless arm with manicured nails caressing his mom's big backside and watching his mom in the mirror do the same. He was ready to give it one more last and final test. Bringing his thumb and index finger together grabbing a chunk of fat on that huge butt he gave himself a pinch to see if he would awake.
Jimmy smiled feeling his backsides fat, this was no dream his mom's body belonged to him, he was mom!
"Do you love my huge butt Alan," he spoke for the first time with his mother's voice enjoying the sweet soft sound that came out of his mouth, and saying those words calling his dad by his first name.
"Alan, Alan, Alan, I love you Alan" he blew a kiss at the mirror
"I love your big hard cock" he licked his mother's lips "I want your big hard cock so bad."
He turned around facing forward "Alan are you looking at my eyes or somewhere else" he cupped his breasts jiggling them. "I guess I can't blame you Alan" he bent over the vanity his double d's hanging down, "their quite the eye full."
"Or did you have your eyes and mind somewhere lower" he stood straight up grabbing the nightgown at his waist then bunching it up before lifting it just below his breasts revealing his mother's hairy vagina. He stood there for a second speechless seeing the opening there rather then the cock and balls he was use to seeing. How he waited for this day, having the pussy that he came from and was created in, now he'll be getting the sperm inside.
"Is that what you want Alan to stick your big hard cock in your wife's pussy and fuck her, drop your load deep inside here" he traced his finger over his mom's pussy lips too nervous to stick it in just yet.
"I want that Alan, I want you to fuck me so bad" and then he laughed dropping the nightgown back down his hard nipples poking through the material of the nightgown.
Smiling at his reflection he wanted more, if he had a cock right now he'd be jerking off and blowing the biggest load ever, but he had a pussy instead. That doesn't mean he couldn't try and do the same thing, masturbate his new pussy, he grinned. However that's when he noticed on the vanity, a container holding two tooth brushes one blue, one red. He loved the thought of having her toothbrush in his mouth especially when he also noticed the pink bathrobe hanging on a hook on the backside of the bathroom door, his mother's well worn pink bathrobe she had for years and wore on most mornings. He could get his first experience at being Christine and watch every second of it in the mirror.
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