I’m posting a quick caption today, in honor of my late mother’s recent birthday. The incident mentioned here in passing actually happened (which makes it relevant to Stana’s recent post), but needless to say the rest of it didn’t pan out the same way. (I wish!) By the way, the original image I used here (before the face-swap) was AI-generated by some like-minded soul out in TG-land, and if they see this and want credit (for having fed a particular prompt to the AI) do let me know and I’ll provide the link. Enjoy!
Amanda
I’m so curious about what part of this story actually happened to you: getting caught, having mom femulate you, spending the summer as a beautiful woman? All of the above? Inquiring minds want to know!
Just the first little bit, about the powder left sprinkled on the vanity. Nothing dramatic.
A lot of us guys remember waiting for the folks to go out and sneaking into Mom’s side of the closet and wondering what it would dolled up like she was. Sometimes the clothes might not fit because she was too short or the heels too tight because one’s feet were too big but your story helped some of us remember what was like to wish to be like mom.
Glad I could help. I remember that too!
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