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Johnny Be Good Part II
Dee Cypher
Well, I guess it's time to get cleaned up, Johnny thought to himself. As
he made his way up to the master bedroom, Johnny was relieved that his
father, now husband, was out of the house running errands. He was sure it
was only a matter of time before they had to come clean about what had
happened, but for now, he was going to be able to get his bearings in his
new body.
Luckily, the master bath was connected to the master bedroom where Johnny
was getting his clean clothes, so he was able to get his bearings without
encountering Jack, Cindy, or his mother. He walked over to the dresser
and opened the top right drawer to grab a pair of black, cotton underwear
and a black bra. The drawer below contained some blouses, so he picked
out a dark purple blouse to wear, and finally, Johnny walked to the
closet to grab a pair of black shorts. With his clothes collected, he
entered the bathroom and began to strip down.
Johnny began stripping down, peeling off his t-shirt and shorts, leaving
himself in just panties and a bra. Reluctantly, he knew what needs to be
done now. He unclasped the back of his bra, letting his boobs hang freely
in the air. It almost seemed like the more Johnny experienced being in
his mother's body, the larger they felt. He pulled his panties over his
new bulbous ass, standing in the nude. Johnny looked down at myself,
astounded by how much his life had changed in just the last few hours.
Admittedly, the fabric which felt foreign against his skin last night
felt quite nice today. Johnny slipped the underwear down each leg, and
once he was no longer protected by his clothing, he took an eye-full of
myself. Holy smokes, mom. These things are huge! You might want to start
watching that waist line, though.
Johnny turned the water on and waited for it to warm up. While waiting,
he looked down at his chest. Johnny had seen plenty of sets of breasts in
his short life, but this vantage point was truly something else. What
blew his mind was how large they were. I mean, before we had swapped, I
knew that she had some honkers, but actually having them on my body was a
completely different experience. They looked so much larger from up here.
His nipples were several inches wide to boot. Johnny cupped his breasts,
and thought to himself, 'how are my ladies doing today'. The idea of
having a pet name for his boobs put a grin on his face. Then, he notice
just how sensitive the areolas were, it sent slight pulses throughout his
breasts and up my shoulders to the back of his head. It looks like there
are going to be some definite perks to becoming a middle-aged woman.
The steam started to collect in the bathroom, so Johnny figured it was
time to get in. The water felt great cascading down his body. There were
some definite perks to this switch, he thought. He went through the
normal routine, washing his hair, using the loofah the scrub his body,
shaving his legs (with only a few minor cuts), which was much easier than
Johnny had anticipated. It was almost like this body was going on auto-
pilot for some of these things. When he finished up, Johnny stood in the
shower for a few minutes and just relaxed.
Johnny knew what came next as he stepped out of the shower and put on his
underwear. It was snug against his bottom, and pinched the fat around his
abdomen slightly. He pulled his shorts up after that, buttoned them down,
which took some extra effort. The bra was next. Taking it off to shower
was a relief, one that Johnny didn't want to end so soon. Alas, it had to
be done. He put it on backwards, snapped the clasps together, then spun
it around. Then, he put each of his flabby arms through the shoulder-
straps and plopped each breast into their respective cup. After
tightening down the shoulder straps, Johnny looked in the mirror. 'Hmm',
he thought to himself, 'maybe just a little more lift for the ladies
today'. He shortened up the straps a little more until he was satisfied
with the job he had done with his boobs.Finally, Johnny rolled on some
deodorant, pulled on his shirt, and braced himself to face his new,
temporary family, but not before taking one last peek at his cleavage.
And with that, Johnny decided to tackle this new experience head on.
With a little pep in his step, Johnny made his way downstairs. He felt
the jostle of his breasts with each movement. Luckily, the bra was
tremendously helpful. This was all such a surreal experience, and Johnny
halfway expected to wake up any moment. He knew better though, and
figured he may as well accept his new, temporary reality.
"Moo... err, Johnny!" he called out, correcting himself. He waited,
expecting a reply any moment.
But none came.
"Johnny?" he said, with a little more urgency in his motherly voice. Ugh,
where is she, he thought. Looking at the counter in the kitchen, Johnny
saw a note that read:
Mom, ran out for a minute. Be back soon.
Face-palming, Johnny couldn't, or rather didn't want to, believe that his
mother would do this to him. He felt completely stranded, and immediately
was very self-conscious of his surroundings. He was officially all alone,
in his mother's body, and nobody knew besides them. His mind began
racing, thinking of what to do next. Should he trust his mother? Should
he panic? What was going to happen? What if she died, leaving him
stranded in her body for the rest of his life?
Shaking his head, Johnny tried to settle down. Panicking was no solution
to this conundrum. He looked down at his chest, isn't that right, ladies.
He figured if his mom was going to enjoy herself, he may as well try to
do the same. With that, Johnny grabbed the keys to his mom's car and
decided on hitting up the mall. He know had her wallet, which meant it
was time for a little retail therapy.
The drive over was mostly uneventful. Johnny was already a proficient
driver, but it was a little strange doing it from the vantage point of
his mother's body. Stepping out of the car, Johnny felt a rush of
butterflies in his stomach. He was about to be out in public, and
everyone thought he was just some middle-aged woman. Where to first, he
thought, walking through the various stores. There was the food court,
the movies, video game stores, and clothing stores.
He made his way through, picking up a couple used video games, enjoying
the credit card he had commandeered.
"Picking that up for your son?" the cashier asked when he saw the copy of
Death Kill V.
"You could say that," Johnny replied with a smirk. He was actually
enjoying pulling of this ploy.
Slowly walking through the stores, Johnny's eye caught something that he
didn't expect. He saw a sundress in the window of a clothing store that
seemed to be calling his name. He was never really interested in shopping
for clothes before, but there was just something about it that made him
want to try it on.
He perused his options, and ultimately decided to give it a shot. He
grabbed the dress off the rack and made his way to the women's dressing
room...
When in Rome, Johnny thought, finally understanding what that phrase
actually meant. Grabbing the dress, he made his way back to the dressing
room, remember to enter the female's entrance rather than the male's
side. His heart fluttered at the thought of this new experience and he
was excited to "get away" with entering the women's dressing room. The
door creaked open, and Johnny fumbled with the lock as he secured the
door behind him.
He hung the dress on the hook on the backside of the door as he sized up
his situation. There was a full-length mirror opposite the door, which
would allow him to see the new clothing in full view. There was still
something a little odd about seeing his mother's reflection, something
that gave him a pang of guilt about using her body this way. On the other
hand, she had no problems leaving without telling Johnny what she was
doing, so he ultimately didn't let that deter him from the task at hand.
That weird swap shack is really something else, he mused as he began
taking off his shirt. He pulled from the bottom and as he tugged it over
his head, he could feel his breasts sandwich together. Next, Johnny
unbuttoned his pants by cinching around the top button, which made his
muffin top ride slightly over the waist. As soon as the back of his jeans
made it over his large ass, the pants came off easily. He stood there
momentarily in his underwear before turning around to look at himself in
the mirror. Even though it was his own mother's body, the sight of a
women in just her bra and panties was a great sight for Johnny. He
couldn't believe this was his body. Johnny took two steps over to the
dress to inspect it, and he noticed it had a built-in bra. Noting this,
he decided it would be best to try it on completely topless. He struggled
at first, but was finally able to undo the clasps of his bra. The relief
on his shoulders felt wonderful as his breasts hung there completely
unsupported. That's more like it.
He grabbed the dress off the hanger and figured that it would be easiest
to just pull it over his head. It slipped on simply, and as he smoothed
it out over his stomach and hips, a smile came across his face. It was
nice trying on new clothes. Finally, he lifted his boobs into their
respective spots in the dress, noticing that the built-in bra hardly was
enough for his massive mamaries. Satisfied with the way his dress looked
from his perspective, he spun around quickly to see himself in the
mirror.
Woah, mama, he thought... literally. She looked wonderful. The design was
fantastic, and the way the dress conformed to her curvy body was
spectacular. This is great!
With that, Johnny took off the tag, grabbed his clothes and made his way
to the cashier to make his purchase.
With a smirk on his face, he said, "I'll be wearing this out today."
The cashier chuckled as she rung up Johnny. He handed her his credit card
and was on his way...
That was easy enough, Johnny mused to himself. Frankly, he was starting
to enjoy himself, even if it was still bizarre being inside his own
mother's body. He figured if the machine put them in this situation, it'd
be able to switch them back, right? After strolling through the mall for
another fifteen minutes, he decided it was time to head on home. Small
doses, he reminded himself. He didn't want to risk too much out and about
on his first trip in the mature body of a 44-year old woman.
As he walked out of the mall, he could feel the warm sun on his face,
chest, and legs, which were all exposed due to his recent change in
wardrobe. The dress felt liberating, but made him slightly self-
conscious. He knew that he was pudgier than the other women, which he
wished he could fix. His thighs rubbed against each other as he made his
way to the car. The sway of his breasts was becoming more and more
normal, hardly noticeable at this point even without the support of a
traditional bra. Johnny looked down, and smirked at the ample cleavage
his dress showed off. He weighed his options, and decided it was better
to be a little bit bigger if it meant he was going to have his womanly
curves. Better than those twigs over there, he thought as he saw a group
of younger, thinner women walk by.
Johnny climbed into the car, taking time to ease his legs into the seat
so he didn't give any passer-bys a free look up his dress. With the
seatbelt secured, he shifted into drive and made his way back to the
house. Meetwood Flack was on the radio, which really struck a chord with
him for some reason. Jamming out momentarily, Johnny was really beginning
to enjoy himself.
After the short drive, he arrived at home and noticed that all the other
cars were still gone, which was a bit of a relief to him, as he wasn't
sure if he would be able to continue the muse quite yet. He walked up the
house and unlocked the front door. After placing his clothes in the
hamper, he grabbed a glass of water to cool off. Moving about in this hot
weather was much more trying when compared to his former body. Speaking
of which, I wonder where mom is right now, he wondered.
There was no trace of her in the house, and he hadn't heard from her
since she took off earlier that day. He shot her a quick text message
that just said 'wuts your 20' and sat down to cool off and wait for a
reply. Just when he was getting comfortable, Johnny heard a familiar
sound...
The front door was creaking open, which was followed by a quick *thud*
when it shut behind whoever was in the house. Johnny's heartbeat raced as
he realized this was his first time having to interact with someone he
knew while in his mother's body. Oh man, what should I do... I know, just
a natural, he thought... not actually knowing what natural would be in
his current situation. He laid quietly on the couch, waiting for whoever
it was to enter the room.
"Honey, are you there," he heard from the foyer. Johnny quickly ID'd the
voice as his father Richard. Just great, he thought while trying to
remain cool. Johnny doubled down and resolved to play the hand he was
dealt
"In here, Richard," he said, even convincing himself. Moments later,
Richard came in the room, still dressed in his work slacks and button-up
shirt. Knowing his mother always welcomed Richard with a hug, Johnny
forced himself to stand and greet his father. He walked up to him and
gave him a hug, wrapping his arms around Richard's neck. The feeling of
his breasts pressing against Richard's chest was off-putting, as was the
feeling of his own father's arms rubbing his lower-back. Richard moved in
to give his wife a kiss, but Johnny pulled back at the last second, so he
was only able to land a peck on the cheek.
"How was your day? Anything exciting happen?" Richard asked.
"Exciting? Here? Never," Johnny said, almost laughing to himself. "Just
spent a little quality time in the shed with your son. You know, making
scientific breakthroughs and whatnot."
"Scientific breakthroughs, huh? Sounds like par for the course around
here," Richard jested.
"He's quite the prodigy, you know. I think he's really going to change
the world," Johnny replied.
"One way or another, I suppose," Richard retorted. "I'm wiped out, today
was brutal. I'm going to head upstairs to clean up. Sorry to be so short,
I'll give you some more attention when I finish up," he said with a
twinkle in his eye that frankly made Johnny a little nervous.
"Sounds good, honey," he managed to reply, shuttering slightly at the
thought. Richard bound up the stairs to the master bathroom, again
leaving Johnny alone in the living room. At that moment, he felt his
phone vibrate with a new message, which read:
Shack. Problem. Come now.
Just when it seemed things couldn't move any faster, Johnny immediately
shot to the back yard to make sure things were going to be okay. Panting
slightly upon arrival, Johnny opened the back door of the shack to see
his body standing there.
"I... I don't know... I just came back here and found it like this,"
Carla said holding a few tattered wires and broken headset.
Johnny's heart immediately sank. "What... how..." was all he could
manage. He knew this spelled trouble. Without the machine in operating
form, there was no way to switch back with his mother. That meant that
for the foreseeable future, they were stuck this way. That meant that
for now, Johnny was stuck in his mother's body. With her long hair.
With her wrinkles. With her large, sagging breasts. With her pudgy
fingers and arms. With his wide hips. All of it, for better and for
worse was his for the time being.
"What? What are we going to do?" He managed to squeak in her voice.
"We can't tell anyone. Richard would kill me if he knew I helped you
experiment on us. He might even leave me!" Carla said, almost coming to
tears.
"But what about school? What about Elizabeth? What about my youth?"
Johnny said, beginning to panick.
"I don't know!" Carla said, yelling at Johnny.
He felt a wave of emotion wash over him as he was overwhelmed by his
body's hormones. This was something he had never felt before, and it was
almost tearing him apart. His eyes watered as his head sank down. Carla
clearly got the message as she slowly walked up to her son.
"I'm... I'm sorry, Johnny. I didn't mean to yell. We'll figure this
out. You're brilliant, you can fix it," she said, rubbing his back in an
attempt to soothe him.
Johnny admittedly felt better after hearing that, and appreciated the
confidence his mother had in him. "Y'know what, mom. You're right. We
can do this. I'll just pretend to be you and you can pretend to be me
until I figure this out. Dad is about to get out of the shower, so we're
going to need to go inside and start acting the parts, but I'll be out
here first thing in the morning when he goes to work so we can fix this
problem."
"You've got this, son. I've got your back," Carla said.
"Literally," Johnny joked.
The mismatched pair walked back into the house with a new resolve, though
Johnny still wondered what could have possible happened to the machine in
the shack...
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