Feminized By My Mother Chapter 2

"Okay. Just don't let me get fucked again okay?"

"No problem baby, Dickey is a sweet guy I'm sure he will respect you."

Damn it Dickey was coming. Whatever, I'll just keep him at a respectful distance and he will get the message.

My mom was giddy as she dressed me and I was glad. This was good for her; she needed some companionship other than the dude she was fucking.

I was fully made up and looking fine when Dickey and David showed up. We went straight out to them. I was hesitant to ride with Dickey but I saw that David's car only seated two.

"What's up man, I mean, girl. Sorry I've never hung out with trannies before."

Okay that was good. He didn't say, "Sorry I've never had a tranny girlfriend before." Which was what I had thought he was about to say. He probably realized he went too far when he sobered up the last time.

We went to see a movie first, it was a horror film and my mother acted like she was frightened as could be and pressed up against David. I wasn't doing that shit. Dickey was courteous and friendly to me, he didn't try to feel me up or anything. He was probably a good guy. Hell he probably thought I led him on last time because I pulled his dick out. Not tonight.

When we went to the club we stayed well away from the bar so no one would ask about me drinking, and I was very careful. Dickey brought me a few bitchy fruit drinks and that was all I had. There was no way that could get me more than buzzed. We danced on the floor and I got better, I still looked retarded I thought, but my mom was right, nobody cares when you're in a skirt they just watch for panties.

I was starting to get over the fact that my mom had a cock. At least I started to look at her and not think about how fucking weird she was. I started to see her as a woman WITH a dick instead of my dad pretending to be my mom. She was just mom, a MILF to be honest. My dick got hard as I watched her boobs swing and her short skirt fly up. I thought about seeing her panties...