Off mask

Oh, mom. Please, don’t give me that look.

I… I know how it looks like, but I swear you this is not as it looks like. You see, since the Great Shift put me in your body, you had encouraged me to accept that I would be… you, for the rest of my life. Well, not you you, but a middle age woman. I know. So well, you see… Please, trust me this is not what it seems.

What is it? Well… As you should know, your shoes selection was quite… limited for a woman your age and since I have to be that woman now, I should need to amend that, right? It’s a need for my new life.

That they are too much? Mom, first of all, look how cute this pair look on my, I meant, your feet.

Fine, these are my feet now, but that doesn’t change the fact that they look cute. And see these ones, perfect for those formal school events I’ll need to assist as… well… as a woman. Oh, and this a perfect for dates. And those boots there look fabulous with short skirt. How do I know? Petty details. Now, look at these, these, and these, lovely aren’t they.

Wh-what do you mean I’m enjoying this too much? Mom, I’m just try to adjust…

What about my makeup, my hair, my clothes, the shopping, and…? Fine! Off mask. When the Great Shift landed me in your body I was in shock about having to live as my mom for the rest of my life. However, when I understood that this was a miraculous chance to be the woman I thought I would never be, well, I got carried away. I mean, I’m a woman. I have breast, pussy, wide hips, a rounded ass, a fabulous hair, a cute face, a sexy voice, I can wear all kind of lovely clothes, use makeup, wear jewelry… Mom, I’m a woman! A real woman for goodness sake!! Ah!