You leave your bedroom still feeling half asleep from waking up, as you enter the upper hall you can hear the snoring of your sisters their doors open slightly, you reach your mums door and open it luckily the door opens quietly as you poke your head in.
Your mum is still sleeping on her stomach the bikini she wore the day before still on her, you decide to let her be and quietly walk to the bathroom, the events from Butch and Trevor’s still hazy in the back of your mind, well everything from the first can of beer you drank you can remember everything else before that.
You spend the entire time showering wondering if something happened in that hazy patch, as you dry yourself off you hear movement from mum’s room so you assume she woke up after you checked in on her, so you wrap a towel around your waist and make your way back to your room.
As you pass your mum’s room you see her pulling on a pair of yoga pants, she has her back to you but you can see she hasn’t removed the bikini, you can hear a small group of tired sounding grunts as she dresses before you close your door and grab your clothes.
You slip on a pair of jeans and a white shirt before you head down to the kitchen for some food, you felt hungry after sleeping for a long while so you pass by mum’s room and decide to say something.
“I’m making some breakfast” you speak up not too loud that it would wake up your sisters but loud enough mum heard.
“OK sweetie” mum calls back.
You get into the kitchen and start to fry up a couple of eggs for breakfast, you place some bread in the toaster and cook yourself some eggs on toast, as you sit down to eat you hear the stairs creak a little and you catch a glance of someone in your peripheral vision so you turn your head to greet them.
“Hey mum you sleep OK?” you ask with a smile.
“I slept OK, it got a little uncomfortable halfway through the night, not sure why” she responds.
You take another mouthful of food as mum enters the kitchen, you don’t pay much attention to her as she passes you, she goes to the fridge and grabs the orange juice, and it was when she turned around that you caught something in your vision.
You turn your head and notice a bump in the yoga pants, not a small bump it was a hefty bulge, you blink in confusion as mum drinks the orange juice from the carton while scratching near the bulge, you set the fork down and decide to ask her.
“Mum are you OK? Something doesn’t seem right” you say.
“I’m fine just groggy from waking up” she responds.
“Can I check something real quick so can you come here” you ask.
Mum grunts a little before walking over to you, you bite your lip and gulp as you reach out and take hold of her yoga pants, she doesn’t seem to react to this so you slowly pull them down, your eyes widen as you lower them far enough and a thick, flaccid cock falls out along with egg sized testicles, you gasp as you catch a musky smell wafting from it.
“What the fuck?” you blurt out.
“What?” she asks looking down to see the eight inch cock her eyes widen in shock.
“How did you not see this?” you ask.
“I was still half asleep you know I’m oblivious to most things till I get my coffee” she replies.
You let go of the yoga pants which snap up and snag on her new genitals, she adjusts her pants to get them back in, you can tell she looks embarrassed about it, neither of you were sure how it happened.
“I’ll have to see Butch or Trevor about it once I finish my chores and before I go off to yoga this evening” she says.
“Maybe they might have done something to you, or they know what happened and can fix it” you say trying to reassure her at least a little.
You finish your breakfast as you both sit in silence the sudden knowledge of your mum now sporting a big cock and balls was awkward enough, you grab some money from your bedroom and get your things together.
“Just try not to let Grace, Lucy or Zoe know about this” you say.
Mum nods as you leave, you spent the journey to college blushing as the image of your mums cock burned into your mind, you get to college and go to your first class, you converse with your class neighbour Molly before Mrs Stillglass came in and began the lesson.
As Mrs Stillglass did her usual routine for the class you begin to zone out you begin to wonder how mum was coping with her new equipment.