After dropping off Scott's clothes in his bedroom, Sally returned to her bedroom to see an exact copy of her resting on the bed. Scott's eyes opened when Sally was next to the bed and she found herself staring at the brown eyes she was so familiar with, the one's she saw in the mirror everyday as she put on her makeup.
"What happened" Scott asked before being surprised with the sound of his voice "My voice it sounds"
"Like this" Sally said interrupting her son grinning in the process. "but not only do you sound like this, you look like this."
Scott jumped up from the bed and ran over to the mirror in a state of shock causing Sally to get an even bigger grin. However what she didn't even think about was how easy Scott made it over to the mirror in her shoes, especially in such a hurry.
When Scott looked into the mirror he couldn't believe his big brown eyes, his mother's eyes, as a matter of fact he couldn't believe anything he saw or felt. From his mom's face, skin, legs, arms, and whole body. Not to mention the fact that his feet were no longer in pain from being crammed into the heels, now they felt comfortable. As a matter of fact almost all of his clothes felt comfortable. The blazer was no longer too small, and the slacks were no longer short and tight. The turtleneck felt like a perfect fit and Scott could still feel what he loved about turtlenecks, them rubbing on his neck and below his jaw. However something did feel uncomfortable, the extra weight on his chest and by the bumps that made the turtleneck stick out, Scott knew it was no longer panties stuffed inside the cups of the bra.
"There now you can wear my clothes all you want" Sally said as she walked up to the mirror behind her son, until she was standing at his side. There in the mirror Scott and Sally were looking at the reflection of one Sally with her mouth hanging open and one Sally with a big smile on her face.
"What did you do to me mom"
"What did I do to you" Sally repeated "I did what I think you deserve. First off knowing you are wearing my clothes is disgusting to me. I want to take my whole wardrobe and burn it. I mean everyday I have to put on clothes and the whole time I'm wondering were you wearing these clothes before me, or having to fight off the picture of what you do in these clothes. A man wearing women's clothes, well its just plain sick, I could just kill you sometimes. Secondly, you have no idea what its like to be a woman to grow up as a woman and deal with all the problems society has with being a woman. Not being able to get respect with your mind. Everyday at my work men say their ideas and it sounds great, they pat each other on the back, and have a few beers, while I say my idea and it's quickly dismissed. Then months later when the men's ideas are proved useless or inefficent they end up using mine however by that time they all forget whose idea it was, or just don't seem to care to give me the recognition I deserve. Instead they look at me like a old used up set of tits and ass that keeps talking. So when I hear you argue with your sister, Sara, I just think of the men at work, and I don't want you to end up like them. So I figure now you can try an all my clothes and get it out of your system while dealing with the way society treats a woman and when I feel you learned your lesson I'll find whatever it is that did this too you and change you back. But right now you are Sally Witherspoon and your even wearing a wedding ring to prove it."
Sally lifted up her left hand and placed it out in front of them and Scott immediately noticed his mom's rings were missing from her hand. So Scott lifted up his left hand and placed it in front of them and Scott saw the same hand as his mom's only there was an engagement band and sparling diamond wedding ring on his finger. The thought of jewlery on his hand made Scott remember what was missing that cheap looking necklace that he placed around his neck, that's when he felt the pain and thats when his mom came out of the closet. "It was the necklace, where is it mom?" Scott demanded.
"I knew you would figure it out Scott but if I were you I wouldn't worry about it because as long as you do what I say you'll be back in your body in a few hours or days, but if you don't it could be weeks, months, years, or a lifetime."
At those last words Scott had to fight hard not to smile and match the smile his mom was making. She thinks this is punishment, this proves she doesn't understand me. She's so stupid she actually thinks I hate Sara. I like Sara more then anything in the world Scott thought to himself I just want her to like me as much as she likes you mom. Plus it's not that I like wearing women's clothes. I just like wearing your clothes mom, pretending to be you, Mrs. Sally Witherspoon. Walking all around the house in your clothes doing everything you do, and now I am you, Mrs. Sally Witherspoon and you even gave me the rings to prove it.
"So why don't I give you a lesson in how I do my makeup" Sally said to her son as they both made their way over to the dresser where the makeup was located.
Scott watched and listened to his mom's lesson as she applied each item and told him every detail about each item, however his mind was also busy thinking. Scott's was thinking about doing his mom's makeup while wearing her clothes and body not for a few hours, days, weeks, months, years, but for a lifetime. Yes there was no way he was ever going back to being Scott Witherspoon and there was only one small problem. He needed that necklace and he needed to place it around his mom's neck and let a piece of his clothes touch it and then his mom can be Scott Witherspoon. However if he failed it would mean the end for him would she leave him in her body, would she change him into someone even worse, maybe I should just let her do whatever it is she is going to do with it then take it back Scott thought to himself as he continued to listen and watch his mom's lesson. Obviously she snapped maybe it would be wise to stay out of her way and let her get revenge on who Sara, dad, a boss, but the part I always imagined when I was mom was being able to have everything the way she did, and the only way for that is to make my mom become me.
"Why don't you practice I'll come back in a little while too check up on you" Sally said as she left her son with her makeup and headed for Sara's room to collect her thoughts and plan her next move what to do with Sara
