When I awoke, there was a bright fluorescent ceiling light shining onto me. I tried to cover my eyes, but to no avail. My field of view was immensely widened, since I could now see from the left side to the right side of the long room. The only thing I can hear is a heart faintly pulsing, and someone breathing slowly, like someone was sleeping. The breathing got slightly louder, and I felt my body begin to move slightly. I heard a feminine yawn and my entire perspective slowly shifted, but not by my own volition. I could now see forward as my body jiggled, I swear I could hear liquid moving within me. Looking forward, I saw my mother’s thighs, and her bare feet within the surgeons bed. I put it all together, and realised that I am stuck as my own mother’s breasts. I then heard the bed creaking.
“Ngh, what happened? Jeff? where is Jeff?” Mom groaned, her voice seeming much louder and closer to me now. Her hair began to flow on top of me when she rubbed her head. “Hey wait, I’m still in my own body...”
Larry entered the surgeons room, and approached my mom. “Cathy I have some bad news. The surgery was... well, a failure. I managed to revert you back to your body, but your son’s body... didn’t make it.” He said nervously. Mom gasped as she covered her twitching mouth with her hand, her arm bumping me. “Don’t cry, please! He is still alive, just...let me show you.” Larry pleaded. He held out his hand, helping my still nude mother out of the bed. Her feet slapped against the cold floor. They both walked up to a long mirror, where they could see their bodies fully.
In the mirror I saw my mother’s perfectly nude hourglass body. Her skin seemed smooth, aside from some cellulite on her ass cheeks. Her vagina had a prominent cameltoe, and her pubic hair was in a thin line. Her hips were wide, and her stomach was slightly chubby. There was barely any creases, which was amazing, considering the fact she’s been pregnant 4 times. Then I looked straight forward, and saw the body part I would inhabit for the rest of my life. As her breasts, I was large in size. I had to be bigger than double DD’s. No, I have to be in the realm of 1000ccs. My friends in school always said how big my moms boobs are, and now that I am her breasts, I can’t help but some strange pride. Her areoles were pink, and her nipples were thick. I have to assume that I can see through her nipples, since I have a wide vision. I can’t believe I have become the body part that once fed me when I was little.
Mom covered her vagina and nipples when she realised she was naked. “We screwed up the angle on the machine, so instead of his personality and memory going to your brain, it went to your mammary glands.” Larry continued. He got a strange device and attached it to her right nipple, making her breast sag slightly and blinding my right “eye”. “Jeff, can you heard us? Say something.” Larry said. “Uh, Can you hear me?” I remarked. My voice came through a speaker, and I could hear myself echo within her body. Since I’m just breasts, I don’t have a mouth.
“Sweetie, you’re alive!” Mom said, relieved. “But this isn’t how it was supposed to go! I want you to revert him now!” she growled. “Impossible. His former brain has no activity. If we put him back, he would be in a paralysed vegetive state, making him cost thousands in hospital bills each year.” He sighed, as he pulled out a portable computer.
“You are quite lucky, Cathy. We did some diagnostics, and we learnt that your breasts were large enough to contain the majority of his brain, though his memory isn’t as good as before. If they had been any smaller, he could have been brain damaged.” he said, showing graphs. Mom held my new heavy form in her hands, before dropping me and letting me swing. She sat down defeated on a bench, her hands covering her face again. Her own son, is now her breasts, and she didn’t know how to feel with the weight of the situation.
“I’ll leave you to think about it. Here’s your clothes. Oh, one last thing. Snap your fingers to mute him if he gets too “invasive”. He’s your breasts now, and you’re in control.” He slowly left the room.
“Are you okay, mom? It’s alright.” I said trying to comforting her. “Oh Jeff, this has all gone wrong. I’m sorry.” She said, with tears rolling down between her breasts. “I knew this was a risk, but I didn’t think it would be this bad.” It was strange being able to talk to her telepathically. You could hear her thoughts, and it seemed like she was troubled. “Lets just get home, you sound like you could use a rest.” I proposed. She sniffled and stood up, getting her clothes. “Alright Jeff. God, this is so strange. From now on I’m going to try my best to keep you safe and comfortable, trust me.” She smiled. She put on her black panties and her large heavy-duty black bra approached my eyes.
“But if you put that on, I can’t see!” I cried. “Jeff, I can’t just walk around bra-less, unless you’re looking to get groped or something.” She replied somewhat snarkily. “Okay, you’re right. Put it on, then.” My vision got blacked out, but I felt better now that there was some weight taken away. I felt the two pieces of my large body come together to produce a nice cleavage. “This feels surprising good.” Jeff heard from her thoughts. Mom put her white tank top on, along with her jeans and slip-ons, and began walking down the hospital hall. The steps made Jeff jiggle, and it gave both of them some slight pleasure as her nipples hardened. She seemed weirded out now that someone could feel the sensations of her breasts. She collected the paperwork from the front desk and left to the parking lot.