Jon woke up a few hours later with a familiar bladder pressure. God, he needed to go to the toilet. Unsteadily, he walked over to the Master Bathroom connected to his parents room, dragged down his pants and panties and sat down on the toilet, not looking down. Releasing the spray was not much different from how he'd done it as a guy, but the feeling of wetness between his legs was. He dried himself off, the feeling of touching his new genitalia completely alien, got up from the toilet and walked over to the sink.
Looking back on him in the mirror was his mothers face, her makeup all messy from the crying. As he washed his hands, he realized that his wish had actually come true, in a way. He had wanted to see how it felt to be a woman, and now he was one. Why shouldn't he experiment a little? He started to undress, and was surprised to note that he had no problems with removing his bra. Probably a side-effect of the wish his mother had worded after the switch. The breasts sagged a little as the bra fell off, but were really surprisingly firm. Dark nipples that he hadn't seen in ten years greeted him, and he tried to push away the thought that they were his mothers as he started playing with them. His excitement grew, along with the nipples, and he started feeling a dampness in his crotch. He got a hand down in his unbuttoned jeans and felt around his new sex. A finger traced the outlines of his vaginal lips before plunging into the mysterious cave.
Jon found it was best to lay down before continuing further. He had read that women had mindblowing orgasms that almost made them unconcious, and he didn't want to fall down and hurt himself. The hand in his crotch continued playing around, finding a new spot that almost made him cry out in a combination of pain and ecstacy. That must have been the clitoris, he thought to himself. Wow, how sensitive it was. His hands soon found a very pleasing way of stimulating himself, and he felt closer and closer to exploding. Then, suddenly, a wave of pleasure rode over him. Jon, completely oblivious to his surroundings,cried out. The feeling was so overpowering, after riding it he just lay there, unable to think or move conciously. Maybe this was not that much of a punishment at all? Then, as his faculties started to return to him, he realised that while being a woman was even greater than he had imagined, he was still his mom. And there were several problems with that. First of all, he was a mother of three children. Secondly, he was a housewife, and would have to do the work that came with that job. The thrid point, however, was the worst. He was now a wife. His fathers wife. And his mother had wished for him to behave like he was expected to behave. Which was quite intimate.
