Jason was admiring himself in the bathroom mirror when suddenly his mom walked in! Startled, he quickly covered up with his long, colourful nails and playfully commented, "Well, this is unexpected." His mom chuckled and quipped, "Oh please, it's not like I haven't seen them before! Remember, just last week I had a pair myself."
Jason couldn't help but roll his eyes slightly, looking at her with a sincere expression." Mom, it's different! You're a striking young man, and I'm... well, I'm not comfortable with you seeing me like this."
His mom flashed a supportive smile." Hey, I appreciate the compliment! But really, I just came in for the spot cream. I've got this annoying pimple brewing at the back of my neck that's driving me insane." With that, she opened the cabinet, nonchalantly grabbing her cream while casting a playful glance at Jason's figure.
Jason noticed her cheeky admiration but confidently stated, "I know we're not related in that way, and I appreciate the attention, but let's keep it cool, okay."
Once his mom had what she needed and left the room, he locked the door behind her, feeling a mix of lightheartedness and self-reflection. With a grin, he decided to take a moment for himself, letting his thoughts wander. Sometimes it's just good to embrace who you are, right? After all, life is about exploring and understanding ourselves in the most authentic way possible, as he put two fingers down his knicks!
ReplyDeleteJason, was staring at his, now feminine body, or his mom's body now his body now, he was sure now that, it a week to himself as her, in the nude, or nearly nude, he was surprised and shocked that, she/I still had a nice body still , before this happen , i never thought of her as pretty, but I knew she was but I never think of her that way, , but now I look at her/me in a different, then my Mom as me now , entered the bathroom, , she/he at me , and thought of seen her/my body of naked breasts, like she/he now special like she/he saw it a hundreds time before , which she/he but not as another person, I felt sort of embarrassed , I didn't know why, you should of knock , I said, she/he said why, I nothing I said before, she/he said. She/he was right but , but not like this, so why you here I said, I needed something to clear, mine skin, she/he said, you mean my skin, no I mean my skin, she/he mostly comfortable as me, than I was her, she/he grab what she/he needed , she/he looked me, well Mum you still pretty she/he said, I winced , a bit, I didn't that , it was complement or something else, , So after , she/he left the bathroom, when after a few moment , I was looked at myself again, then I placed a couple of finger to lower m y knickers( panties) , down to see her/my crotch, I probably knew there a empty space there, but I had to know, if I saw, it saw it I knew it was real, but another side of me, would I dare do it.