Mom 101

By Gregor Daniels

Paul is stuck at home doing his and his mother's laundry. When he finds an ancient-looking coin in his mother's bedroom that claims to offer its beholder a single wish, he jokingly wishes that he wouldn't have so many clothes to wash. Unexpectedly, he gets exactly that!

His body magically takes on shorter, curvier dimensions, filling out with abundant, jiggling flesh. In short order, the wish has come true. Paul doesn't need to do as much laundry anymore because he is the perfect size for his own mother's clothes! All while his male clothing has seemingly vanished...

Now, trapped in his new body, Paul has no choice other than to ask his best friend, Seth, for help in turning back. But Seth happens to enjoy Paul's new appearance. And what's the rush anyway?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gregor Daniels
• Release date: Mar 31, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215739457

Gregor Daniels

Gregor Daniels is an erotica author that specializes in gender swap and erotic transformation fetishes. New stories are typically released weekly and feature a variety of themes. Have you ever had fantasies to be a girl? Then look no further ...Contact the author directly on Twitter to discuss stories, share your favorite ideas and fantasies, scenes, and characters, or to just talk about nothing in particular.

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Contents

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Epilogue

Copyright © 2023 Gregor Daniels

All rights reserved.

Only ADULTS beyond this point.

All characters are consenting adults at least eighteen years old.

1

Paul cringed as he reached into the dryer, grabbing his mother’s unmentionables and pulling out a pile that was overflowing his hands, an equal assortment of silk, cotton, and lace that made him wish he was somewhere else, doing anything but this. He looked away as he dumped everything into the basket, willing his eyes off the pinks and blacks and other bright colors. Then he grabbed the stragglers, one by one, hurrying to toss them with the rest. Some were so flimsy; he couldn’t imagine they covered much at all, and he stopped his train of thought right there.

It was better if he just didn’t think about it.

Doing his mother’s laundry, having to touch all her intimates, seeing and feeling what she wore underneath…

Gross!

His phone rang. It was his best friend, Seth.

Dude, we hanging out later? Seth asked while Paul was in the middle of transferring his mother’s soaking-wet white clothes from the washing machine to the dryer. There were some undergarments in that mix too. Most, thankfully, were shirts, socks, and blouses.

Can’t, Paul said. Got stuck doing chores.

Mowing the yard?

Paul sighed. Washing my mom’s clothes.

Seth laughed. You need to move out, man. Aren’t you living on campus this fall?

Ideally, Paul would like to. But living on campus was an extra expense on top of regular tuition, and why would he do that when his mother’s house was five minutes away from the university anyway? At least, that was her reasoning. Paul could shell that wall with artillery all he wanted; no way he was convincing her to let him have a dorm room.

I don’t know yet, he said. We’ll see.

Paul pinned the phone against his ear as he finished filling the dryer and wound the timer knob. The machine rumbled to life. He looked at the basket containing his mother’s unmentionables.

No way was he going to fold them and put them away.

He’d just leave them in a pile and let her deal with that.

So, Seth said. What kind of panties does your mother wear?

Dude, not now, Paul said. I am in physical pain from having to do this. I don’t need you salivating in my ear.

I’m not salivating, Seth chuckled. Not until you give me some details.

You want details? You can come over and do the laundry yourself.

Okay. Lemme get my shoes on.

Paul heard his friend walking on his squeaky bedroom floor. No, wait. Please don’t come over.

But you said—

I was just joking.

Seth had been in love with Paul’s mom since high school. Often, he used a particular four-letter acronym to describe her, which Paul couldn’t bring himself to repeat—either with his mouth or in his thoughts. Sure, from a purely objective standpoint, Paul’s mother was an attractive woman. She was curvy and looked not a day over thirty despite being in her mid-forties. Seth often said it must’ve been