(Originally from writing.com)
This was ridiculous, this whole situation was ridiculous. Here I was, trying to convince my own mother, who's still considered a woman, might I add, that she's supposed to have breasts. And what was with her since you swapped? Ever since she grew a dick, her sex drive had been through the roof. Hell, just the promiscuity of your parents went off the records. You would think that your father would be unhappy hearing his wife had her way with some person at work, but nope, completely fine. Another day in the hood.
And that pissed you off more.
"Those are your panties!" I yelled.
She laughed, "So you want me to put on... my panties?" Her laughing abruptly stopped, and she stared at the garment.
"Yes, I..." I stopped as well. Suddenly, my anger drained away, and I looked at her in wonder.
"These are, my panties?" She muttered blankly.
"Er, yeah." I wasn't exactly ready for this. Sure I had snapped, and tried to convince her. But deep down, I thought it was a fruitless pursuit. I certainly didn't expect this reaction.
"Which means." She murmured as she looked down. Her hand went to her dick, cupping the semi-hard flesh.
She looked back up to my body. A lightbulb seemed to go off above her head.
"Ah! Those were mine. Which makes this one..." She looked between me and her.
"This is all so..."
Finally, I finally had someone to go through this all with, even if she was technically my victim. At least-
"arousing!" Her second head shot up.
...so much for that.
Where will this story go next?
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Wed Jun 21 03:11:28 2017