My newest story collection I Stole My Mom’s Body is now available at Smashwords and (slightly modified) at Amazon. There’s a preview below!
“I can’t believe it worked, I’m in my mom’s body!” I thought as I gazed into the mirror and stared at my mom’s adorable reflection.
Her girl’s weekend away would give me plenty of time to explore this curvy body, to experience life behind the eyes of a confident, mature woman. It’s the life I’d always been curious about, always dreamed of. And now I had my mom’s body alone for the weekend to enjoy at my leisure.
My fingers slipped across my sensitive skin and a gentle warmth filled my body…
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Includes a bonus story “I Stole My Friend’s Body”:
There’s never been anything between us, but tonight there’s something different. On a whim I hop into her body, overpowering her consciousness and exploring her body from inside…
deep inside.
She’s petite and beautiful…and she’s hiding a lot of secrets behind her wide eyed innocent demeanor.
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These two stories combined consist of over 12,000 words of explicit, red hot erotica.
The secretary looked up and smiled at me as I stepped off the elevator into my mom’s office.
“Hi, Tony,” she said.
The secretary, Viv, was a sharply dressed gray haired woman who looked to be in her early fifties. She had that pleasant “grandmother” vibe and a cheerful face, but I knew for a fact that she could turn hard as nails if she wanted to. She’d been arrested several times in the nineties for various protests before putting her energy to work on reforming the legislation rather than protesting the outcome.
“Hi, Viv,” I said, pushing my glasses up my nose. “Is my mom around?”
“She’s in with Kaylee.” Viv grimaced sympathetically, “Kaylee got kicked out of Senator Bryson’s office today and she’s a little shook up.”
“Oh,” I nodded. “I’ll wait.”
My mom’s office was usually staffed with two kinds of people: young, idealistic graduates who’d never had a door slammed in their face, and grizzled vets who wouldn’t hesitate to break down that door if it got them a face-to-face meeting with their legislator.
I took a seat in one of the threadbare chairs and slipped one hand into my pocket to make sure the little glass vial was still there. I was trembling with excitement and nervousness at what I was about to do. The wizened old man at the market had assured me the magic in the vial would work.
Finally my mom came out of the office, patting a young woman gently on the back. The young woman walked back down the hallway. My mom sighed.
“Natasha, you’ve got a visitor,” Viv chirped.
My mom turned to me and her face lit up behind her red-rimmed glasses. She was a compact woman from hardy Russian stock with a pleasantly plump face, a strong nose and wide, blue eyes. Her auburn hair was tied back in a multilayered bun, revealing her slight pixie-ish ears. I could see the swell of her large breasts pressing against her loose, button down shirt. She wore a dark gray skirt that clung to her wide hips and left her solid calves bare. She was definitely cute with an ample figure and a warm smile, and it was no wonder all my friends had had a crush on her.
“Hi, Tony, this is a surprise!” She cried.
I stood up and gave her a hug. I was about a head taller than she was, and awkward with long limbs. I guess I’d gotten my looks from my dad, whereas I really wanted my mom’s looks.
Viv spoke up from behind the desk. “Dan canceled so there’s no meeting this afternoon. I’m going to go ahead and grab lunch.”
“Ok, thanks,” my mom said.
“Can we go in your office?” I followed her into her office, her wide hips swaying beneath the skirt, and closed the door behind us.
She turned and looked up at me. “What’s up?” she asked.
My heart was hammering in my chest. I’d always wondered what it would be like to be a woman and my mom seemed to have it all: an intelligent, mature woman with a good career and an amazing face and body. I snapped the fragile vial between my fingers and the liquid soaked my skin. I smiled, touched the bare skin of my mom’s arm and disappeared.
My physical form evaporated and everything went black. I felt lighter than air, immediately followed by a sucking sensation as I was absorbed into my mom’s body. I filled her instantly and in less than one blink I was standing in the middle of the room looking back towards where I had been standing only a moment before.
I looked down at my mom’s body from my new perspective and right down into the partially covered valley of my deep cleavage. I could feel the bare skin of my thighs pressed together beneath my skirt, warm and inviting. I ran my hands gingerly along the new contours of my face, feeling my soft cheeks and perfect nose, letting my fingertips drift across my full lips. She felt so good; everything I had imagined. I held my slim fingers up and wiggled them back and forth, admiring her soft skin, the slim fingers with the tapered nails. I felt so feminine, so strong.
Holy crap, it worked! I’m in my mom’s body! I thought as I giggled. A beautiful, light sound.
I locked the door then walked to the window, enjoying the sway of my hips the feel of my thighs rubbing together beneath the emptiness between my legs, and the light jiggling of my breasts. I closed the blinds—I didn’t want to ruin my mom’s life by giving anyone a free show, just explore what it was like to be her. I unbuttoned my top slowly with my feminine fingers, revealing my tan bra clasping two large, rounded breasts. I slipped my top off and stared hungrily into my mom’s cleavage. These breasts that I’d suckled as an infant were now mine. I brought her hands to her chest and wrapped her fingers around her weighty breasts, running my fingers along the top of each one. They were smooth and warm. I fondled them lightly and a pleasant warmth grew between my legs.
I couldn’t stop staring at my mom’s body, couldn’t stop pressing the soft flesh of her tits. They felt so heavy as I hefted them, how could she not think about them all the time? I jiggled them and watched them bounce back and forth in the bra. My heart was pounding in my chest as I gazed down at my form in awe. I ran my hands down my slight pouch of tummy. So cute. God, I was making myself warm just looking at my mom’s body. But it was my body now and for the next forty eight hours. Mine to do with as I wished.
I unclasped my bra and dropped it to the floor. Immense relief filled me as I freed my heavy breasts and they swung down my chest, crisscrossed with red marks from the bra straps. Her large, pink areolae ended in two tiny nipples that were even now pearling out as desire built within me. I wrapped her dainty fingers around the heat of her breasts and hefted them.
They were deliciously heavy and huge, spilling out of my fingers as I held them up. The nipples poked out in anticipation as I slid my fingers around. I gently pulled my breasts apart and released them, watching them bounce together below me, the skin rippling pleasantly. How could she not play with these all the time? They looked wonderful and felt even better. I bounced them a few more times, each sensation ricocheting through me, warming my thighs.
I took one heavy breast in my hand and brought it up towards my face. I examined the little nubs of my mom’s areola, the light stretch marks here and there, evidence of her beautifully mature form. Bending my head down, I opened my mouth and wrapped my warm lips around my own nipple. I gently scraped my teeth along the sensitive nub, flicking out my tongue to taste my mom’s skin. Her slightly salty taste was delicious in my mouth and I sucked her nipple in between my teeth. A fresh wave of warmth coursed through me and I continued suckling one breast as I hefted the other in my other hand and gently squeezed that nipple between thumb and forefinger.
The light pain mingled with the warmth tingling through me, multiplying my pleasure and my desire for my new body. A delightful tension built within me as I greedily suckled and squeezed my enormous tits, bobbling them in my hands. Suddenly, the tension released and an arc of fire shot through me. I pulled back my head and moaned softly in my mom’s voice as a light pleasure radiated from my tits down between my legs. Hearing my mom’s moan of pleasure spill from my lips made me even hornier and my own desire built upon itself.
I squeezed both nipples now, harder, pinching and twisting. My mom’s body shot through with pleasure bordering on pain as I grabbed her nipple and pulled, stretching it out until another, heavier orgasm washed through me and I started to cry out. I covered my mouth with my hand, trying to tamp down my moans as I came, my mom’s body shuddering at my pleasure. Feeling my mom’s soft features beneath my fingers only made me cum harder and I stuffed a finger into my mouth, biting to quiet my throaty cries of pleasure as my legs turned to jelly and fire swirled through me.
I came back to earth slowly, in a daze as the aftershocks rippled through me. I sat up and looked around at her desk. Her memories told me she was almost done with her press release, just another proof read. I finished proofing my mom’s work, still topless, one hand stroking my heavy breast all the while. When I was done I saved it and slipped through her memories.
I knew she was planning a girl’s weekend away with some of her colleagues and was planning on leaving early from work. That’s why I thought it was the perfect time to borrow her body so I could enjoy myself away from home, see what it was like to be a sexy older woman out with some friends.
I pulled all the details from her mind. Her car was in the parking garage with her suitcase in the trunk. She was packed and ready to meet the other women at the retreat. Seeing as her last meeting had been canceled, I was free to go.
I turned off her computer and picked my bra off the floor, my mom’s tits bouncing up and down with each slight movement. Man, they were heavy. I ran my fingers through my hair, arranging myself neatly so no one would know what I’d been up to. Hopefully they wouldn’t comment on my flushed face.
I left my office and told Vivian I was leaving for the weekend. My mom’s smaller stature gave the whole office a new perspective. Viv wished me a good trip as I stepped into the elevator and headed off to enjoy myself and my delicious body.
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