Later that day Natalie was preparing for her exercise session, as she did she heard the vacuum turn off elsewhere in the house, she wondered who had been vacuuming for a moment then dismissed it. Just as she was about to start she heard the door open behind her. In walked a very timid Eric, clad in clothes very similar to hers, spandex shorts, clearly of a woman's design, a lose white top with a sports bra underneath, not that he needed it. These were clearly her other workout clothes. Something felt so odd about seeing her son in those clothing, but at the same time she had asked him to do just that.
"Good, I had almost forgotten I asked you to join me. Grab the other pad, I'll walk you through your first session."
"...Mother, I feel so odd being in your clothes, can I at least change?"
"No, silly, you look great in those clothes..." Though that was clearly a lie she just couldn't help but wanting him to be more like her.
"Well alright, let's get this over with alright?" The mother-son team began the workout. Many of the stretches were quite difficult for Eric, as he was not in the best of shape and was not exactly limber. After a rough 45 minutes for Eric it was finally over.
Eric was about to walk out the door when he remembered that he should be making dinner soon, or was that his mother's job? Did it matter he was suppose to be more like her so he should just get it going anyways. "Hey mom, I'm going to take a shower and start dinner, anything you want to eat."
"That's nice of you, I think we have some pork in the fridge that needs cooking, and maybe some mashed potatoes would be good."
"Alright, on it." Eric was looking forward to the potatoes, even though he used to hate them, they were his mother's favorite, so they must be his too.
After showering, Eric wanted to go to his mother's room to get dressed, but decided that he would just wear his dull clothes instead. He quickly prepared dinner just as his mother would have, clearly he had gained some of her skills.
The dinner was a success with the family, they were all amazed at how much Eric's cooking skills had improved. During dinner Eric had eaten seconds of the potatoes just like his mother, he loved them so much even though he had hated them earlier today.
After dinner Eric was dead tired so he went to his room, and he checked up on his computer quickly. He walked to his mother's room unable to stop himself and when into her lingerie draw and grabbed a nightie and some panties. He knew it was wrong to be doing this, but he just had to, there was nothing else he could do.
Returning to his room he put on the clothes and fell into a blissful sleep.
