This wasn’t all that I was confused about. Every time I was with Kumar, never for a moment did I feel like a man like his charm robbed me of my manhood. I responded to all his motions, actions, and words not in the capacity of man. I heard a voice inside me telling me how much I love Kumar. I realised it was this woman in me who had actually fallen in love with Kumar.Quite a lot of time had passed away in silence, while I thought of this; I don’t know what was he doing during this time. I did. She was smiling widely enough that her teeth were showing now. “Very funny, Son,” she accepted. “Thank you, though.”“You’re welcome, Mom.”A moment passed before either of them spoke again. Scott found himself wishing he had another glass of water. He was just about to stand and get one when his mother fired a question his way.“Scott,” she whispered softly in the darkness, “what had you so upset earlier?”The gate had already been opened, the barrier broken. His mother had basically spilled. .umm, you know?". My dick sprung to life, "I'm fifteen, of course!" I replied. "Well I've been wanting to do something for a while, but I've been waiting for the right guy. Your so funny and cute, I think your him." she told me blushing to the point she looked like a tomato. "Umm...." I responded struck by what she has just said. "You know what never mind, forget that ever happened!" she told me. "No it's ok. You can do everything and anything you want to me, as long as it ain't gay." I said.. A second aftershe turned it, she felt a chill run down her spine, her hair turned alighter shade, almost orange, from the dark red it had been. She noticedthe room was getting even bigger, or rather she was getting evensmaller. When she looked back into the mirror, she noticed that herbreasts were deflating and receding back to her chest, and her hipsnarrowed as her physique became boyish, the way it had been before sheentered the store, her feminine feature were being covered in a layer ofbaby.
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