“Your son’s a good kid, but you handle being a man so much better, and not just with this big guy…” She winked as she grabbed my crotch again, my pants straining to hold my member within. She hadn’t heard, she still thought Mom was in my body. She responded with a smile, “Good news? Do you have a date planned again?” she giggled and my heart began to sink.
My mom must have told her about me fixing the swaps, “So you heard the good news?” I asked innocently. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, her hands on my manly parts mixing together with my all too perfect understanding of how a girl feels as I groped her boobs - after all I’d guiltily been playing with ‘my’ own larger boobs. She looked extra gorgeous today, more makeup and a small top, “You’re looking great today, babe!” I managed to get out before she pounced on me, aggressively kissing me with a vigor I don’t think she’d ever shown before. I boarded and rushed to the back where we always met, there was some privacy there. I was broken from my thoughts as the train pulled to a stop. I still don’t know if it was a blessing or a curse that my mother had me so young.
And I’d been less interested in her body as well, having access to an awfully gorgeous set of tits and a vagina that I just so happened to come out of tends to do that. My relationship with Camila had become rather distant over the last month it makes sense, this must be super weird for her. I would finally be me for two days in a row, it was such a relief. I couldn’t contain my excitement as my girlfriend’s train rounded the corner, I had finally fixed the spell! Camila and I had been riding home together every school day for almost a year until I found that damn magic book that left me switching back and forth with my mom every morning.
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