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Your mother in your body, turns away as she begins to rub her head asks, "hmm it's getting late and you should probably go back home, what do you think?" You want to cuss her out demanding, but instead you run over to her, your body jiggling the whole time as it sloshes. You go and hug her from behind, and rubbing your nipples on her back, "how about mommy stays the night please son I'm all sticky and I don't have any clothes", you ask in a playful way. Your mother confidently retorts, "Wellllllllll, Fine, but you have to take a bath, ok?". You begin to hop up and down rubbing tingles as pleasure from your breasts rub against her back, "yaaay mommy-son sleep over!"
You head to your bathroom, and grab some lotions and turn on the bath, realizing it won't work well for your body, you begin to yell, "son, while I don't mind you should get some guest shampoo, what if you have female guests over?" you couldn't care less but this body makes you. "Sorry Mom, I guess I'll have to learn." As the water fills nearly to the top, you crawl inside as water spills over.
Since your mother only told you to go in the bath, your free to do whatever you want now, but you can't tell if the desire to clean yourself is this bodies or your own, either way you start scrubbing the cum off. As you wipe your breasts and inner thighs, combined with the heat of the bath, causes you to feel arousal, you try to ignore, but a voice in the back of your head tells you it's not the time.
Your mother walks in as you want to hide your breasts beneath the water's surface and tell her to leave, but instead you just smile at her presence. "hey mom, how do you feel now?" You want to be angry, but right now given everything you genuinely feel good, "oh I feel so much better now son, thank you for this, in fact I was thinking, wanna hop in with mommy? it'll be like when you were a kid". your mother instead smiles, "no, there's not enough room. sorry mom." She walks away, snickering, surely planning her next move.
You climb out of the bath and take a towel and dry yourself off, your body moving fluidly to it. You wrap the towel around your breasts, and enter the living to room to see a note on the couch next your mother's phone but you only see it at your phone, that says, "here's your phone and your bed, I went to bed, goodnight." you hold the note to your chest feeling a sense of love from your mother, as you undo the towel, and go to sleep on the couch.
You head to your bathroom, and grab some lotions and turn on the bath, realizing it won't work well for your body, you begin to yell, "son, while I don't mind you should get some guest shampoo, what if you have female guests over?" you couldn't care less but this body makes you. "Sorry Mom, I guess I'll have to learn." As the water fills nearly to the top, you crawl inside as water spills over.
Since your mother only told you to go in the bath, your free to do whatever you want now, but you can't tell if the desire to clean yourself is this bodies or your own, either way you start scrubbing the cum off. As you wipe your breasts and inner thighs, combined with the heat of the bath, causes you to feel arousal, you try to ignore, but a voice in the back of your head tells you it's not the time.
Your mother walks in as you want to hide your breasts beneath the water's surface and tell her to leave, but instead you just smile at her presence. "hey mom, how do you feel now?" You want to be angry, but right now given everything you genuinely feel good, "oh I feel so much better now son, thank you for this, in fact I was thinking, wanna hop in with mommy? it'll be like when you were a kid". your mother instead smiles, "no, there's not enough room. sorry mom." She walks away, snickering, surely planning her next move.
You climb out of the bath and take a towel and dry yourself off, your body moving fluidly to it. You wrap the towel around your breasts, and enter the living to room to see a note on the couch next your mother's phone but you only see it at your phone, that says, "here's your phone and your bed, I went to bed, goodnight." you hold the note to your chest feeling a sense of love from your mother, as you undo the towel, and go to sleep on the couch.
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