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Part Five
Susan woke up and scratched her side. It had only been a few days, but
she was loving this lifestyle. Granted, it was getting a little mundane
just sitting in the sun and reading. Luckily, she had known Sam's family
for quite some time and was easily able to assimilate into the 'too cool
to talk' teenager role that she needed to fill.
She looked in the mirror, and smirked as she knew good and well that the
person inside this disheveled mess of a teenager was none other than a
mature, single mother. Perusing the clothing options around Sam's room,
she noticed that Sam's phone had a new text from Stephanie. Popping it
open, she read:
I know you're bummed about Rhode Island. Want to see you b4 I go.
Pondering how she should handle this situation, Susan set the phone down
on the dresser. Eyes squinting from thinking, she decided to take
advantage of the finer points of being a teenage boy. She grabbed the
phone and typed in:
Free all day. Want to see u2.
After hitting send, Susan's heart began to flutter slightly. She wasn't
really sure why. Frankly, she had nothing vested in their relationship...
but something inside of her was getting excited at the prospect of
spending time with Stephanie. She had known her from when Matt, Sam, and
Stephanie would hang out together. Stephanie is so hot thought Susan.
After receiving a text telling Sam to meet her at Arr-bucs for coffee at
10, Susan felt a new pep in her step and all thoughts of boredom had been
swept away. Proceeding to the shower, she cleaned herself up, which had
become one of her favorite activities. Gone were her stretch marks and
ponch, replaced with taut, smooth skin and six-pack abs. As much as she
had come to appreciate her former body, with its pendulous breasts and
womanly curves, she was really beginning to love her new, toned,
masculine body. What was even better than the physique was the hormones
that were coursing through her blood. At this point, and Susan knew it
good and well, she had conceded maintaining her adult behaviors in favor
of Sam's natural disposition. She felt more alive, more energetic, and
more bold than she had in decades.
Hopping out of the shower, slapping on some deodorant and some fresh
clothes, Susan made her way to the coffee shop, doing an almost eerie
guise of Sam. It was her intention to experience as much as possible
while she could. And with that, she hopped in the car and took off.
Part Six
I scratched my head, feeling the long hair through my painted
fingernails.
"What's the matter, Matt?"
"So one of the girls just called me, which is awesome, right?" he said.
"Yes, Matthew. That's great news," I replied, wondering why he needed to
wake me up to tell me this.
"And you, Sam, my best friend for my whole life, would want me to be able
to spend time with those girls, right?"
Gesturing down at my body, I said, "I think it's safe to say there's
plenty I would do for you."
"One of the girls' mothers is here as a chaperone. They want you to
distract her so we can have some alone time."
My initial reaction was to chew him out for ditching me, but a calm came
over me, and all I saw was my son trying to have a good time on his
vacation. I mean, I shouldn't expect him to want to hang out with his
mother this entire trip. Well, his best friend, but in his mother's
body.
"So you want me to do a girl's day with his mom so you can try to get
lucky? I've seen you in action... is this going to be worth it?" I
retorted.
"Dude, it's me. C'mon, man," he said, giving his best Keyshawn Johnson
impression.
"Ugh, fine. What's the deal?" I said, giving in to his request.
"Yessssss. Alright, you guys are doing brunch tomorrow morning."
And with that, my best friend gone son was back into his hotel room. At
this point, I was completely awake, knowing good and well I wasn't going
to get any additional sleep. And with that, I decided to hop in the
shower.
I walked over to the master bathroom as quickly as my mature legs would
allow me. I could feel the swaying of my breasts with each step. They
uncomfortably swayed to-and-fro. I began stripping down, peeling my his
t-shirt and skirt, leaving myself in just panties and a bra. I know what
needs to be done now. I unclasped the back of my bra, letting my boobs
hang freely in the air. It almost seemed like the more I experienced
being in his mother's body, the larger they felt. I pulled his panties
over my bulbous ass, standing in the nude. I looked down at myself,
astounded by how much my life had changed in just the last few days.
I stepped into the shower and turned the hot water on. The feeling of it
cascading down my mature body felt wonderful. It was such a different
experience, and that's what I think I enjoyed most about it. Something
felt so comfortable, so right about what I was doing. I grabbed the bar
of soap in the tub and began to lather up.
Even though my skin was saggy and I was pudgy in a lot of areas, I still
enjoyed how the entire experience felt. Each time I grazed my areolas, I
felt pangs of pleasure run through my chest up through my neck. I looked
down at myself, appreciating the hair resting on my shoulders, my large
breasts hanging freely, the smooth slit between my pudgy legs, and my
feet in all of their petite, veiny glory. I'm really glad we decided on
this, I thought to myself.
Turning the water off, I stepped out of the shower and faced the mirror.
It was completely steamed over, so I took my hand and wiped a clear spot
for me to look in to. Mrs. Clark's aged face looked back at me, almost
comforting at this point. All in all, I was very happy with the body
swap that had taken place. I felt like I was doing a great job with the
kids, keeping up as Mrs. Clark, and enjoying myself to boot.
I stood there momentarily, looking down at my boobs. They were big. I
mean, like really big. However, due to nursing children and age, they
sagged significantly. My new nipples jutted out, you couldn't help but
rub them just a bit with your hands. I grabbed the bra off the bed and
began the chore of securing the ladies. I started by putting the bra on
backwards and clasping the two ends together. I then spun it around and
lifted it up. After tucking each of my breasts into the large cups, I
grabbed the t-shirt from the bed and pulled it over my head. I smoothed
out the wrinkles and did my best to make it look natural. Finally, I
adjusted the shoulder straps in order to make sure they didn't run away.
Without any hesitation, I grabbed the panties off the bed and slip each
of my chubby legs through the holes and pull them up. They snapped
tightly against my rotund bottom. Feeling ready for the rest of the day,
I gathered the children for dinner.
We made our way down to the cabana where the meal went as expected. Lucy
had her normal; plain tacos with chicken. Matt ordered a grande burrito
with chili smothered on the outside. I had the fresco lamb quesadilla,
which was remarkably delicious. After dinner, I took Lucy back out to
the beach while the weather was still warm enough to enjoy the ocean.
"I'll meet you there in a bit," said Matt.
"You ready to get out of here?" I asked Lucy.
"To the beach? Duh," she responded.
We walked down to the adjacent beach, towels and chairs in tow. I felt
really satisfied with our family vacation. Sitting there, watching Lucy
play in the surf, a smile crawled upon my face. I could feel my
asymmetric teeth across the back of my lips.
"Excuse me, sir," I told one of the waiters, "I'll take a tequila
sunrise, double, light amaretto."
He nodded in acknowledgement and ran off to fill my order. Lucy
continued to enjoy herself with the waves of the ocean, playing with
another boy on the beach. I felt totally content, sipping on my drink,
just simply enjoying myself.
"Hey, man. Looks like you're doing good," Matt said, looking at my half-
finished drink.
"You know it, bud. One of the perks, y'know," I replied.
We sat together over the next half an hour in silence. Usually, we were
able to ramble on, joshing with each other about girls, booze, and life.
However, at this point, it just felt right to spend a little time in
silence.
I began to get the feeling that Matt wasn't as comfortable as I would
have liked. I mean, I'm still Sam, aren't I? I'm still his best friend.
At least, I feel like I'm Sam. Sure, I might look like his mother. I
might act like his mother. But I'm still Sam? Right?
"Matt, we're good, right?" I said, breaking the silence.
"What? Yeah, man. Of course," he said.
"You sure? I mean, you've been acting different tonight," I suggested.
"Dude, it's just... weird. I mean, I know it's you in there... but... well,
you know," he said uncomfortably.
I had a feeling that's what was bothering him. I turned my head and
looked right at him. "I did this to help Susan, and to spend some time
with you. Just try and see past this," I said as I gestured at my body.
"I got you, Sam. Mom. Whatever. And just so you know, I was always
better with the ladies than you... and I don't think it's going to be any
different now," he said jokingly.
"Har har har. Good one."
As we sat there watching the sunset, Lucy joined us. We sat there,
joking with one another about my slight sunburn, Matt's failed attempts
with the ladies, and Lucy getting sand in her bathing suit. In my
opinion, it was practically the perfect night.
With the sun having set, we made our way back to the hotel to relax and
chill for the rest of the night. All in all, this vacation has been
spectacular. With one week remaining here, I was really looking forward
to each and every moment.
"Lucy, I'll walk you down to your summer camp in the morning," I said.
"Now give me a goodnight kiss."
I bent over and pecked her on the forehead. Accidentally, my breasts
almost toppled out of the cups of my bra. Try as I may, there were still
some serious differences between my old body and my curvy, mature body.
I gave Matt a hug to keep up appearances, and we made our ways to our
respective rooms and beds.
Part Seven
Susan looked down at herself, still glowing from that night's activities.
She looked over at Stephanie, and decided she was doing a great job
filling in for Sam. I could get used to this, she thought. She looked
down at her now smooth chest and smiled. That was... different than I
remember.
"You really know what you're doing down there," Stephanie said and she
curled up on Susan's chest.
Susan just smiled, closed her eyes, and quietly drifted back to sleep
with a grin on her face.
--Meanwhile, back in Mexico--
Groggily, I opened my eyes and saw that it was time to get Lucy up and
ready for the day. After putting on my slippers over my aged feet, I
made my way over to their room in my nightgown. Arms, chest, and
buttocks jiggling with each step, I quietly moved next to Lucy and woke
her up. After instructing her to clean up and get ready for the day.
Reluctantly, Lucy got out of bed and made her way to the bathroom to get
prepped.
I slowly walked back to my room and started a pot of coffee. The aroma
of the brew perked me up slightly as I anticipated my first cup. That's
when it hit me, I was going to have to hang out some some old ladies I
didn't know from Adam today. Just great. I walked over to my suitcase
and picked out my outfit for the day; a sunskirt, tank top, and a pair of
leather sandals. I donned a simple silver necklace with a turquoise
stone and a pair of dangling turquoise earrings.
Changing quickly, I looked in the mirror, noticing the bags under my
eyes. It seemed that the longer I was in Susan's body, the more
accepting I was of the situation in which I put myself. It was all
becoming very, very natural. I moved back to the bed, grabbed my laptop
and checked Susan's email to see if she had any updates for me.
Opening up the email, I saw that there was a message from Susan. It's
about time, I wonder how she's doing, I thought.
Sam,
Having a great time. Stephanie and I are doing great ;) Things are
running smoothly here and I'm having the time of my life.
"Susan"
Well, thanks for the update, I thought. Really? She couldn't start
planning on switching back? I was really just hoping she wasn't getting
too comfortable with my life. The whole thing gave me a sinking feeling
in the pit of my pudgy stomach, which reminded me, I had thought about
trying to lose some weight for Susan.
With that resolve, I decided to take advantage of the hotel's gym. I
quickly changed into a pair of yoga pants, which revealed just how large
my ass was, a sports bra, which made my cleavage even deeper, and a loose
t-shirt. I laced up my tennis shoes tightly over my feet. Hmm, maybe I
should paint my toenails later, I thought.
Making sure Lucy was taken care of, I walked into the gym and looked
around. Immediately, I became self-conscious of my body. Everybody else
was young, toned, and tan. And here I stood, old, flabby, and
disheveled. My first instinct was to use the treadmill to knock out a
few miles, but about 12 seconds into my run, the pain from my bountiful
bouncing breasts was too much to handle. It cause my bra to dig into my
shoulders, and the pain in my chest was too great to ignore. Maybe the
elliptical is more appropriate for me. And of course, I was right. The
low-impact nature of the machine was perfect. It gave my legs a
wonderful workout, and there were only slight reverberations through my
body as I exercised.
Working up quite a sweat, I finished my workout and looked in the mirror.
Maybe it was the endorphins coursing through my blood, or maybe it was
the relaxing vacation I was on, but when I saw myself, I thought I looked
really good. Sure, the sweat caused my hair to matte against my
forehead, and I'm sure I smelled to high-heaven, but I think the workout
gave my eyes a new life. I just seemed... well, perkier!
Making my way back to my room, I stopped in and checked on Matt.
"Wake up, Matt. Let's get this day started," I said.
"Ugh... fine, mom."
"I need to get cleaned up, be ready in 15."
"What are you talking about? You have a brunch date with Sarah's
mother," he reminded me.
Damn, that's right. "That's right, you're ditching me today."
"C'mon, man. Don't guilt trip me on this. Look, there's 6 days left of
vacation. If I get lucky, then I'll make sure we spend plenty of time
together on the beach drinking beers. Deal?"
Not really wanting to let Matt, my son, get wasted on my watch, I wasn't
really interested in his offer. However, I knew that any other time, I'd
totally be down for this. The dichotomy was astounding, and somewhat
concerning. I agreed with his deal and went back to my room to get
prepped for my first day flying solo in Mrs. Clark's body, or as I had
started thinking of it, my body.
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