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Bodies
by Schniedelwutz ©
I woke up. Once again I had from mine Mother dreamy. At the time she was 36 years old and looked damn good when I can say that.
Long red hair, green eyes, white skin full of freckles. It was about 1.65m tall and slim. Most of the time she wore body -hugging clothes that brought her enormous breasts into their own. Lately I have dreamed of her more often;About three years ago I discovered that she was not only my mother, but also a very desirable woman.
I sat up sleepy and I looked around.
Last night, on my 18. Birthday, I had drunk one over thirst. I couldn’t remember anything anymore, and it was a mystery to me why I woke up in my mother’s room.
My head was grumbling. I scratched my forehead.
It somehow felt different than usual. My fingernails scratched a little skin from my forehead. I looked at my nails and was startled. They were long! For a moment I thought that my buddies Nick and Benny had played a prank again, but firstly, fingernailed fingernails would have been silly and secondly my fingers looked very tender and fine.
The wrist was narrow and the arm was also very thin. That was a woman’s hands!
I looked at my other hand confused. The same dilemma. Actually I have quite strong hands and hairy arms.
I fell a strand of hair in my face. Also strange, because I have short hair. I drove through my face with my hand. No beard growth, instead of smooth, soft skin.
In addition, my face felt different than usual;The nose and chin were narrower and the eyebrows swung differently.
I let my hand hike even deeper from the chin. No Adam apple. I was wirelessly cleared my throat and was startled by the bright sound. Then I got the greatest shock of my life: I had breasts! Which of the variety that were big and firm and also felt good.
What was going on here? At the moment I didn’t think about it any further.
I went under the nightgown, took every chest in one hand and played a little with them. That felt great! My fingers touched the nipples that quickly became hard and sensitive. I haven’t had too many breasts in my hand in my 18 -year life, and that was definitely the best. Cup size D (as far as I could judge), very soft and yet firm.
In addition, this time I was in the situation that I was not only the one who was fiddling, but also the one who was felled.
Now I finally wanted to see what this body looked like in which I was woken up, so I got up and stepped in front of the large mirror that hung on the wall. Here the next shock hit me, because my mother stared out of the mirror!
What should that all? Why was I in my mother’s body? How could I get my own back? How do my mother’s tits actually look like? I decided to clarify the last question immediately. You just have to set priorities. I pulled my nightgown up and held it with the chin.
My mother’s naked body stood in front of me. I knew beforehand that she had many freckles, but that even the breasts were covered with it was new to me. If I have one tail Had he had stood like a one. I was wearing a cotton panties with a tweety print on the front.
Before I got to examine it more closely, I heard steps in the hallway. I lifted my head and the nightgown fell down again.
The door was opened and came in … I. Naked to the boxer shorts that I wore to sleep.
Well, it was not me, but my body. “Who are you and what do you do in my body?“I asked puzzled.
“Tommy, you are that?“, He wanted to know.
“Yes. And who are you?”
Without giving an answer, he came up to me and hugged me. He said sobbish: “I’m, mom.”
The hug was relatively hard;My delicate woman’s body hurt.
“Don’t press that,” I gasped. She let go of me and sat on the bed. It was a strange feeling to see myself cry. I last cried at my father’s funeral a few years ago.
“How could that happen?“She finally asked in a thin voice.
“I don’t know,” I replied and twitched my shoulders.
My breasts hopped a little.
“For now we should get ready, then we’ll see further,” I said.
She got up and sniffed. “Well, good.”
When she left the room, I saw her. My body was really in good shape. 1.85m tall, well -trained, tanned.
She had to feel just as strange in my male body as I was in her female.
For the have a shower I didn’t have nerves, so I decided to just put on myself. I found jeans and an old T-shirt in the wardrobe and quickly moved around. I looked at myself in the mirror. No bra, confused hair, old clothes.
So my mother never walked around. When she finally came in, she confirmed that. “Where did you find these scraps? Down with it!“She also wore jeans and t-shirt, but since that was my standard clothing, it was fine.
I was ashamed to show myself in front of my mother, but then I remembered that it was her body that she could look at every day anyway. I pulled the T-shirt over my head and looked at my breasts.
“This is a very nice body,” I said lost thought. My mother became bright red. “I have to give the compliment back,” she replied and looked down at himself.
She rummaged around in a drawer and pulled out a black silk bra. “Try to put on it here,” she said and handed it over to me.
I looked at the label. 75d. Since I had never tried to put on a bra, I stood in a lot of stupid. Mom helped me by putting on the closure in the back and directed the twisted straps.
It was a strange feeling;My breasts were raised slightly and were more forward.
I dragged around the fabric. “Plenty of uncomfortable, this thing. How do you always withstand that?”, I asked. “Usually you can hardly feel it,” she replied and looked at my breasts.
“Probably is not really sitting yet.”
She let her hand slide into the left basket, lifted my chest a little and plucked around the bra from the outside until everything was right. Then the same with the right chest. It felt damn good! My nipples became hard and were clearly visible from the outside. I stood in front of the mirror and pressed my back through.
Fantastic!
“You are very nice, not?“, Mama said proudly.
“What does nicely mean here?“I said and took every breast into one hand. “They are perfect.”
“Should I have something against it if you are folling my breasts?“She thought and scratched the sack. “Well, as long as you are in my body, it’s probably okay.”
“You fell her yourself and you put them in my body,” I said grinning. “That doesn’t count, after all it is my body,” she said and pointed to me.
“True again,” I smiled. “Still it was nice.“She blushed again.
I took off the jeans and looked at my legs. They were at least as perfect as the rest. My butt looked great in the mirror.
“Should I change the slip?”I asked Mama.
She sighed. “From now on I have no more secrets in front of you what?”
I smiled at her. “Just as little as I do before you.”
“Well if it has to be, look at everything,” she said resigningly.
The big moment had come: I pulled out my mother’s panties! Strictly speaking, I took off my own panties, but in the current situation it was the same. Naked to the bra I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my new body.
Mum pussy Was shaved! I put my hand on it trial. My experience with pussies was limited, but as with the breasts it was the best I had ever touched.
“Hey, what are you doing there?“Mama called. “Oh come on, don’t tell me that you didn’t already do the same,” I replied. Again she became red.
I could also see a bump in her jeans. She got one erection! We really got into a strange situation.
I drove my finger gently through my vagina. A tender tingling drove through my body. I was seriously wondering how my mother could ever keep his fingers from her own fantastic body.
Mom looked at me with mixed feelings. “I can understand that it must be extremely interesting for you to study my body, but you could still put on this slip?“She said and handed me a black panties. Well, I was able to study my pussy later. For now I put on the slip.
It was strange not to have a tail in your pants. Usually I had to sort everything out like every guy in this world, but this time I just pulled the panties over it and everything was fine.
“Ok, now we still need clothes,” I said and looked around in Mama’s closet. I was looking for something with a deep neckline. Finally I found a red top, where you had to knot the straps behind the neck.
I squeezed in and tried to make a grinding behind my neck, but that thoroughly failed. How did she do that? “Could you help me?”I asked Mama. She got up from the bed and stood behind me. Since she was larger in my body than I was, she could stare into the neckline.
What she did too. “Hey, where are you looking?”, I asked. She put her hands on my waist and I could feel her erection. “I have to see if everything is right,” she replied.
I felt a strange tingling between my legs.
“Looks good, as always,” she finally said and made a knot in the tops of the top. My nipples were back. I started enjoying the situation. Maybe it wasn’t that bad to be in a body of women, especially in such a pretty one.
I still had problems keeping the balance because the focus was somehow higher than usual, but otherwise I felt good.
I found a mini skirt in the closet. “It fits?”I asked Mama. “No. A woman should show something either up or down, but not everywhere, ”she said.
Good argument. I put on black fabric trousers that made my legs and my butt look even crisp. I haven’t dared to wear high -heeled shoes. If I ever had a skirt, I could still try it out.
Sandals were sufficient for today.
“I have to go to the toilet,” said Mama and disappeared towards the bathroom. I couldn’t help but look at my new body in the mirror again. The top brought my big breasts wonderfully and I just had to touch them again. I let my right hand slide into the neckline from above, as I always wanted to do when I was still in my normal body and mom in her.
This chest felt really incredible! My fingers found the nipples and played with it. I turned around a little, as guys imagine it, but noticed that that didn’t arise at all. Daring on it brought it a lot more.
“Hey mom, what are you doing there?“I heard a voice. Full of panicking and with a red head I tore my hand out of the neckline and turned around.
My 19-year-old stood in the door Sister Nicole. “Don’t start with me, nicky, me, uh … just sorted everything out,” I stammered. You grin.
“What’s for eating today?“She finally asked.
“Don’t know yet. Do not really feel like cooking. Maybe Tommy will help me with it, ”I said in the hope that mom would last. It was only now clear to me that I had not only got mom’s great bodies, but also the obligation to do everything she did otherwise.
Nicky laughed out loud. “The lazy sack? Never in life!”
I refrained from a nasty answer and laughed at half -heartedly. “Well, maybe I can persuade him to do it, even though I don’t have much hope. Let’s see where he is.“With these words I fled to avoid any questions that I might not be able to answer.
Mom had said earlier that she had to go to the toilet.
I hadn’t heard of a conditioner yet. What did she do in there?
I approached the bathroom. The door was only based, for whatever reason. Through the gap I could see that mom stood in front of the mirror and did exactly what I had done earlier: look at her naked body.
Well, she was not quite naked, but only opened her pants and looked at her cock. Mean, strictly saying. He was stiff. I cleared my throat.
Mama was startled and hectically turned, which piped her tail back and forth.
“Come in and close the door,” she sniffed. I did as I was told and closed the door. “How can you just keep your fingers away?“Mom asked me and took her cock in hand. “You get used to it,” I said and grinned.
“Usually he’s not that big either.”
“I’ve had an erection almost continuously since getting up,” said Mama and rubbed him easily. He became a little more stiffer. “Besides, I have to go to the toilet and can’t.“I laughed out loud. “I only know too well!”
“Don’t be that loud,” said Mama and took a look at the door.
“Nicky shouldn’t know that we are here together.”
Usually the sight of a stiff cock would not have excited me, but rather repelled. But this time it was different. Maybe because the situation was so strange. I felt that I became a moist.
I opened my zippers and pushed the jeans down. The step of my panties glittered a little. I drove over it with my index finger and sniffed on it. Very exciting!
Mom watched me and continued to rub her stand.
“It’s pretty easy. No wonder that men always come too early, ”she said, smiling. My hand had now hiked under my slip. I drove the slot along the slot.
It tingled! I grazed the jeans and panties and sat on the edge of the bathtub with spread legs. I put a finger in my vagina. Great!
That seemed to excite her because she closed her eyes and groaned. Then she came and sprayed everything on the mirror cabinet! “Ooohhh!“, She cried out.
A spark of guilty consciousness shimmered in her eyes when it had decreased. She wiped the dilemma away with a toilet paper. “Hey, look, now he shrinks and I can finally go to the toilet,” she finally said. “Therefore, the expression” gets down “,” I replied and grinned.
“Let’s see if I can also pee while standing,” she said, standing in front of the toilet.
Of course it worked. I watched, and strangely enough that even excited me. I had a finger in my vagina, and with the other hand I caressed my breasts. After mom had cleaned himself, she turned her attention back to me.
“Look, if you stroke the clitoris, that’s much more excited.”
“Where is she?“I asked and spread my vagina with two fingers. “Up there,” said Mama and pointed to a small meat knob at the top. “Should I help you? I know how to do it.”
Without waiting for an answer, she gently stroked it with a finger. I groaned softly.
That was much better than putting a finger in! Mama caressed my clit and I was always wetter. I saw that she got an erection again. Suddenly she took her hand away and said: “You know what, I always wanted to taste myself.”
Before I was aware of what she meant by it, she kneeled and drove through my vagina with her tongue! “Hm, damn good,” she murmured and gone around on my clit. That was too much! I came explosively and groaned loudly.
It was very different than getting a woman. As a man, the orcam seemed to go out of the tail, but as a woman the feeling was somehow everywhere. My trembling body was covered with goosebumps.
When I came back to myself, I realized that I had just had sex with my mother. Different than I always imagined, but it had been at least as beautiful.
But one thing was still missing: real traffic. I was still excited and could definitely come again, and mom had an erection again. Without saying something, she got up and approached me. I couldn’t overcome myself to put my own cock in my mouth, so I got up too.
We hugged ourselves and I felt her cock between my legs. Without thinking I spread my legs a little and she penetrated without resistance. We both groaned. “Fantastic!“, She said and slowly pushed him in completely.
I was completely filled with her and it felt great.
There were no more than three bumps, then we both came at the same time. I clawed my long fingernails in her back.
“How is it going now?“I wanted to know when we both dressed again. “Well, we fuck every opportunity,” she said and grinned. Good idea.
Only we both had to live on the life of the other. Mom was a secretary and I was in the 12th. Class in high school. We both had no idea about the requirements that were given to the other, so I called in Mama’s company and the School and reported me sick.
Life would not be easy.
Although I now had a fantastic female body that I could find difficult from, I slowly started to wish my normal life back. Mom also looked thoughtful. “What are you thinking?”I asked her. she smiled.
“Who do I have to turn to if I want to get one blown?”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that,” I replied. Body exchange or not, blowing a cock seemed gay to me. I considered. “Maybe Nicky will take part.”
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