Feminized By My Mother

The last part swayed me; I didn't want anyone I knew to see me going to a gay club. I also thought that if I looked feminine enough some drunken lesbians might come onto me. Plus dressing up like mom might make her think that I was at peace with her being a tranny, although I still wasn't. It isn't so easy to find out your mother has a cock.

"Okay Mom, but no queer stuff."

"Of course baby." She said and kissed me on the cheek, which she always did but it was a little gay now that I knew the truth about her... I'll let it slide.

She took me up to her room and told me to undress. I wasn't entirely comfortable but I figured if she was gonna dress me up I had to. I was reminded of her calling me a "puny dicked bitch" the night before. Which did she really think, I wondered, her reassuring words from breakfast or the insults after dinner?

She looked me up and down, "Well first we have to get rid of this fuzz."

She took me into the shower and had me get in, after a few minutes she pulled me out and dried me off, then started rubbing some foul smelling cream around my body.

"What is this shit?" I asked.

"It's hair remover." She answered.

"Mom I don't want to be, like, uh, that!"

"Are you sure baby? You know girls love smooth guys." She said smiling.

"Really?" I was suspicious.

"Haven't you seen those body builders? How often do you think they get laid? Did you notice that they are mostly clean shaved all over their body?"

I nodded, that made sense. You never saw hairy ass dudes modeling or anything did you?

She got a buzzer and buzzed off my pubic hair too. By the time I complained it was too late, half was gone and she might as well finish. I tried not to get hard when she rubbed shaving cream on my ass and crotch and the razor slid so close to my sore ass hole. When she shaved my balls though that was hopeless. I was hard and my mom's face was inches from my dick.