(Originally from writing.com)
“Christ, what is ‘normal’” I said to myself looking at my long manicured nails. I mean, my life is completely upside-down. My friends are gone, to them I’m “Ms. Long” Instead their mothers are my friends now, we go get are hair and nails done, we have girls night out each Friday, I mean shit, this is not normal. The worst was my husband, thank god we aren’t having sex, the very thought made me shiver. One thing was on the bright side; At least I don’t have to go to school anymore. "Well I better get going, bye honey" my husband said leaving to go to work.
After making the rest of the pancakes I went to my mother, no my sons room to wake him up for school. “Hey Michael, time to get up, the bus is coming in thirty minutes.” I said knocking on his door. “Ugh give me a second mom” my son replied. That very statement coming from my mom’s voice is so weird. “Alright, you got pancakes on the table and money for lunch, if you need me I’ll be in the shower.” I said, trying not to think how ridiculous this situation is. “Alright thanks mom.”
I then made my way to bathroom; I took off my robe, bra and panties and made my way into the hot shower. “Oh just what I needed” I said feeling the hot water on me. Even taking a shower was a bit different, now all I had were women’s soaps and shampoos, not only that but I had to use a hair dryer when I got out for my now long hair. After finishing my shower and drying off I went to my dresser and got yet another pair of panties and a bra to put on, the task was still a bit difficult but I was getting the hang of it. Next I went into my closet “Oh what to wear?” I said sarcastically. After sometime I got out a simple red blouse and some jeans as well as some heels, which I was starting to get the hang of walking in. Next I went into the bathroom and did my makeup, it was strangely not too difficult and I wondered if the remote had anything to do with that. After applying my red lipstick and fixing my hair into a simple ponytail, I made my way back downstairs, feeling like a cross dresser….
“Hey mom, looking good” My “son” said seeing me. Looking at “Michael” I saw that he was wearing a simple black shirt and some jeans and sneaker. His large nipples were protruding through the shirt; do to the fact that he possessed no bras. “Thanks honey” I replied smiling. Hearing the bus horn outside Michael quickly got up doing so his breasts nearly slapped him in the face. “Got to go mom bye!” Michael said leaving. I smiled and cleaned up the dishes, then......
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