After being elevated to a higher mental state via orgasm, you felt like now would be a fun time to try out some of the new clothes you possessed with these milfy parts of yours. "Might as well go all the way, though." You figure, enjoying hearing these phrases be spoken with your mother's voice. Quickly, you run back to your mom's room, and make the final tear bringing requests, resulting in you now having her entire body from the neck down, with her mouth as well. "Thanks again, 'mom'!" You shout with a wave, jiggling your mature curves as you left her room. "Such a sweet boy." she thinks, watching you take her body away for good. She seems to have no qualms now, being completely at peace with her son being a milf thanks to having her own body. "I'm going to miss that body, but as long as it makes him happy, well...." She thinks back to when she first walked in on you masturbating with her parts. Almost as if in denial, she shakes her head, "He'll take good care of it, no need to worry."
Meanwhile, you are snickering the whole way back to your room, "That gullible bitch!" You say. "I still can't believe she's ok with this." You stop for a moment and look down at the motherly body below your head. Your huge breasts block the view of your legs and feet; you chuckle and watch the mammaries jiggle. "Having this very body, it's a whole new kind of kinky." You moan, rubbing your erect nipples through your tight top. Resuming your stride, you finally get to your room where a whole new wardrobe awaits.
Immediately, you slip off your clothes and squeeze your mature curves into a leather dominatrix outfit with high heels that had straps going all the way up your calves. "Ok, why did she even have this one?" You query, rubbing a finger along your breasts squeezed into the practically immobile top. Shrugging, you strip again, this time pulling on a pink slingshot bikini that covered barely anything. "Looking good, babe." You say in a mock fashion critic voice, striking a few poses and getting horny whilst doing so.
From there, you go through huge varieties of outfits, from casual clothing, to evening dresses, to swimwear. Eventually, you get to one final outfit; a grey tanktop, white thong, short jean shorts and tan platform flip flops. "This one will always be my favorite." You state of nostalgia, this outfit being the very one your new body wore when you first started swapping parts with it. "Gotta love how I'll be able to be like this forever...." You moan, fantasizing a bunch of weird things and becoming turned on quickly. It was only a matter of time before you jumped into bed and consummated your eternal union with your new milfy body by pleasuring it..