Jeff took a nice shower at the gym, enjoying being in his mom’s female body, but not so much that the other women in the locker room would notice. He stepped out, toweled off, and got dressed in his mom’s clothes again. It was so weird, stepping into a pair of panties and clasping the back of a bra. He got such a kick out of having a woman’s physique, and it was doubly weird knowing that it was his own mom’s. After he left the gym, he decided to stick around downtown and have a nice brunch outside. It was fun to be a new person and have a conversation with a waitress who had no idea she was talking to a teenage boy in a middle-aged woman’s body.
After that, Jeff drove home. After all the excitement of the previous day, he decided to take it easy. He took off his mom’s clothes and plopped her body down on the couch, wearing nothing but his mom’s panties, where he played video games for the rest of the day. He ordered pizza for dinner—it’s not like he had to worry about staying healthy in a body he was giving up in two weeks—and started grabbing his boobs or stroking his pussy to orgasm any time he felt like it. All told it was an incredible day.
He decided to call it a night early. Just for kicks, he decided he’d sleep in his parents’ room while he was in his mom’s body. Might as well play the part, right? He then noticed his mom’s cell phone on the bedside table. That wasn’t like her to go on vacation and completely forget his cell. He had actually been texting her from his own phone earlier in the day, when she texted to check in on him. He turned it on and realized it was his mom’s work cell. Makes sense she wouldn’t take that on vacation. He was about to put it back down when he realized she had 17 missed phone calls. That was a lot, right?
Just then, the phone rang again, from a “Jameson, Charles.” Jeff knew it was a bad idea to act like his mom with someone who she worked with, but he couldn’t resist. “Hello?” he said as he picked up.
“Jane, it’s Chuck, thank god I got you,” said a male voice. “I know it’s your vacation, and I’m so sorry to bother you, but listen, Maximar wants us to do a pitch tomorrow.”
Jeff had no idea what to say. He was already in over his head. He debated just hanging up, but Chuck kept talking.
“I know, I was shocked too. But they’re apparently serious. So we need you there. Listen, I would make sure you got the credit for getting us here even if you couldn’t show up, but the problem is, after all you’ve done with them, they say they want you there, and they need it to be tomorrow. I can get a flight for you to get in at around 11, and the pitch isn’t until 2. I’m so sorry, but we really need this.”
Jeff still didn’t know what to say, but this guy needed a response. “Uh, well, I mean, I am on vacation,” started Jeff, as he tried to think. “And I’m really not prepared.”
“I know,” said Chuck. “I’ll do all the talking. I’ve got the team staying up all night getting this prepped. Really, all you have to do is show up and back up what I’m saying. Then you can go right back on vacation, even stay longer if the resort will let you extend it.”
Jeff started to panic. Did he just fuck up his mom’s career? It dawned on him that he actually did have to go into her office and do this presentation. Hopefully it would be as easy as this Chuck guy was promising. But still, maybe he should just punt and hope he can get out of this.