“Oh my god Joel pull your shirt up! I can see your- I mean Mom’s tits and it’s gross.” I whined, the unwanted sight of my mother’s pendulous breasts swinging being burned into my memory. Joel just smiled and laughed, “What’s wrong babe? Are you mad that I have bigger breasts than you? It’s ok, your young and I’m sure they’ll grow bigger.” Blood rushed to my face and I couldn’t help but yell, “Just shut up Joel! You’re being so mean and gross!” If he heard me, he didn’t show it as his eyes were glued to his cleavage. With horror I watched him reach his hands under his blouse and fondle himself with a dirty smile creeping across his face. “That’s it! No more of this craziness.” I screamed, rushing to him and pulled his prying hands away. A flash of surprise and annoyance flashed across his face, “Come on Trish, why did you have to do that? It was just starting to feel good too..” he whined. He stood up and winced in pain, reaching for his back.
“Ha, being an old lady isn’t as much fun as you thought is it.” I chided, happy to see Joel not feeling up Mom’s body. Ever since Mom had completed her experimental body swap machine, things had been insane. Instead of testing it like a normal person she tested it on herself and my boyfriend! Why see had to swap with a 15-year-old boy was beyond me, but soon after the machine broke. With no immediate way to fix it she and Joel had decided to live each other’s lives until she worked something out. That was three days ago, and I am starting to lose it. My boyfriend seems to enjoy this situation too much, always touching himself and acting like a fool. But seeing him like this makes it a little better.
Joel looked at me with gleaming eyes and a wide smile on his face. “Old lady huh? I wouldn’t say that your mom is kind of a MILF Trish! Besides a little back pain is worth it to have this sexy body.” He slowly slid his hands across his hips and roughly slapped his ass, letting out a sensual moan. I began to feel my anger swell again, “I can’t understand how you are so calm right now. You could be stuck as my mom for a long time and you seem happier than ever. Doesn’t that bother you?” Joel thought for a moment before answering. “Not really, to be honest I kind of like being a woman. It was kind of tough at first with the new clothes, make-up, heels, and these breasts but I found out how much fun it could be. Let’s just say your mom has a drawer full of things that have made this the best few days ever!”
A pit formed in my stomach and I began to felt nauseous. “Are you saying you…masturbated with my mom’s body?” A mischievous smiled spread across Joel’s face and he began to blush, “Oh yeah I did and I’ve never felt better. That’s not all though, with out getting to graphic let’s just say your Dad is a total stud in the bedroom!” I felt all the color drain from my face and my legs got weak, “Joel you didn’t…oh no… did you and my Dad..?” Joel walked closer to me and whispered in my ear. "Yes I did Trish, all night long, and if you excuse me your father and I are going to have some more fun. Be a good daughter and don't bother Mommy!" With a laugh he stood up and walked towards my parents’ bedroom slowly sliding of his skirt. I felt like I was going to vomit and I wanted to do something but I couldn't. Until the machine is fixed I'm stuck in this situation, having my horny boyfriend as my mom. I just hope she can fix the machine fast!