What If My Mom

Boy were we in trouble, I had never heard 'that' word from Mom before.

"Now, look at me. I am female, with tits and a pussy, vagina, whatever, you don't have one of those....., yet. You, you have a penis and tits. I never.... well, unless you have hormone treatment......... I've never heard of it before. I'm thinking it's because you got sick. So......, I'm going to teach you to be a girl as well as a boy... man.

I wandered where this was going but had no idea of what was coming.
"Joe, have you fucked a girl yet? I mean Peggy Sue, I hope there's only one?".
I just about fell off my chair. I mean, I felt about the size of Jimmy Cricket, small. My mouth opened, closed, opened again, "No Mom, I", my mouth closed with a snap.

"Well, good for you, this has all sorts of........... well you know".

The hell I did, all sorts of what?, I was just about to ask 'that' stupid question when Mom floored me again. "Well good, one down, one to go. Do you want to fuck her?".

Mom was sitting there in front of us, asking me if I wanted to fuck Peggy Sue. How the hell, pardon the expression, does a son answer that. A vision of us walking down the isle, the preacher asking the question. I DO rolling of my lips, fucking Peggy Sue.

Back in the here and now, I remembered, Mom was naked, we were all naked. Where was this going.

Joe, and you too Bobby, you, I mean...., well, you have to treat a girl right. I mean, well you are going to want to be treated right as well, I.... Damn it, this isn't easy".

"There are going to be a lot of new feelings, your bodies are going to, I think, well...., change. I'm sorry Joe, but when you cried, I held you as a, oh my god, as a girl. I was a Mother holding her daughter, not a son. Please forgive me".

I don't know just how it happened but Bobby and I were side by side with Mom, holding her, whispering to her that everything would be alright, not to worry. That we loved her. All of us crying, holding her tight. Cupping her breasts, licking the tears and kissing her.