Sweet Revenge: The Aftermath - Part 4

Jake, having secretly transformed into his mother, Amy, decided it was time to get dressed. He carefully opened her dresser, revealing many items of clothing he recognized from seeing his mother wear in the past. Jake's hands shook with excitement as he ran his fingers through the silky fabric of his mother's favorite dress. But he had to start with the basics first, namely her undergarments.

Jake took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves as he rummaged through the drawer filled with bras and panties. He felt a twinge of guilt for invading his mother's privacy, but the excitement overpowered his guilt. After a few minutes, he finally found a lacy padded bra that he knew would fit his mother perfectly.

He ran his hands over the bra, feeling it adjusted to fit perfectly against his chest. He marveled at how different it felt compared to his own clothing. He was mesmerized by the sensation of it cupping his mother's breasts and giving them a natural lift.

Then, he found a pair of silky black panties and carefully stepped into them, pulling them up to his waist. His heart raced as he put on the matching panties, and he couldn't help but feel aroused by the experience of wearing such intimate clothing.

As he stood there in a bra and panties, Jake could feel his father's hungry eyes eating up the feminine curves of his mother's body. He imagined himself as if he was really his mother –she whom had carried Jake and his sister, Krista, inside her womb. He thought about how he had drunk from these teats he himself now bore when he was an infant. They were his now.

He found some clothes he imagined his mother would wear on a day like this. Jake pulled out a tight fitting black tank-top and skirt that accentuated his mother's hips.

"What do you think?" Jake called out to his father, as he did a spin in front of his parents' full-length mirror. He liked how the panties sat snuggly against his flat crotch. As he turned around, he could see how his ass had rounded out.

"Nice, very nice,"  his father replied from behind,  bringing his hands to rest on his mother's breasts and kissing his neck.

Jake closed his eyes, feeling the familiar touch of his father on his mother's breasts. The warm hands brought out a thrill in his soft skin.

"I'm going to make dinner," Jake's father replied from behind him.

It took a moment for Jake to snap out of it. He had to stay focused – an idea came to him suddenly, and he waited until his dad left the room. This was his chance.

Just then, he heard the door open and close again. His real mother entered the house. Perfect timing . Jake froze in place, heart pounding wildly.

He grabbed the remote and waited for her to enter the bedroom before he turned it on.

Here was his mother, identical in every way to himself, down to the pores on her face.

"What?" she asked him, shocked upon meeting her clone, "Who are–"

Jake pushed the button on the remote, causing her to enter a blank stare. He redressed her using the clothes he was wearing from her closet, altering her memory to include the intimate events of the last hour.

He quickly transformed himself back to his real self and left the room.