Virus

 

Jason, 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 b. Still, I never think of her that way, but now I look at her/me differently. MyMom 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,  said, she/he said why, I nothing I said before, she/he said. She/he was right but, bt 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,  I lace a couple of fingers to lowermyy knickers( panties), down to see her/my crotch, I probably knew there was an empty space there, but I had to know, if I saw, it s, knew it was real, but another side of me, would I dare do it.