I woke up earlier the next day with excitement coursing through me. I couldn't wait to fully examine in the daylight the items Sophia had given me. I sat near the window and opened the tin that held the body sugaring salve. It smelled almost good enough to eat. I closed the tin and sat it beside me on the floor. Next I pulled out the brasserie. It wasn't fancy at all, but certainly functional. I held it up to my big tits and surprisingly it seemed like it would fit. I decided I would put it on after bathing. I put it aside and reached for the lotion, bar soap and hair soap. It smelled girly and lovely. I couldn't wait to use it.
There was one more item in the bundle. I reached for the silky material and found myself holding the most exquisite pair of women's underwear. Did Sophia mean these for me to wear? She must have! I ran the underwear over my cheek and revelled in the feel against my skin. I realized then that I absolutely could not wait to wear these undergarments that had originally been intended for women. I was hard and throbbing at the thought. I also realized I wanted more women's clothing. I wanted to feel and look feminine and pretty for Sophia.
I went to my door and listened for my parents. My dad would be away working, and most likely my mother was out in her gardens. She spent hours a day tending to her expansive gardens. She had no choice since they were both a source of food, as well as income. The house was silent. I stepped out of my room and crept down the hallway. Everything was quiet and still, so I snuck to my mother's bedroom. I went right for her cabinet and dug to the very back where she kept the clothes that no longer fit her. I knew her tops would not fit over my huge tits. Her chest was much smaller than mine. Her older skirts fit my narrow waist and hips perfectly though. I found three that I liked a lot and tucked them under my arm. I turned quickly to sneak back to my room before my mother could return.
My heart slammed into my chest when I realized that I was too late. I saw her as soon as I turned. I was immediately conscious of how I would look in her eyes. My tits were huge and heavy with thick juicy nipples that my light sleep top did absolutely nothing to conceal. In fact I knew my nipples and areolas would be highly visible through the fabric. I wore loose cotton sleep pants that were equally bad at concealing my enormous, and embarrassingly semi-hard cock. My hair was long and flowed down over my shoulders and back. I was stunning without a doubt, but a monster all the same.
The sheer look of terror on my mother's face spoke volumes. I felt my heart constrict painfully in my chest as she gasped and crossed herself before placing her hand over her gaping mouth.
"Kai?." She gasped.
I didn't respond. I was simply too stunned by being caught and seen by her. I had known the day would eventually come, but I had hoped to minimize the damage of what she or my father would see when it happened. I had hoped to try to conceal my big tits and of course my equine-like cock. I felt so exposed I wanted to vomit.
"What happened to you?" She asked softly as tears filled her eyes.
I didn't respond. I stared at her and she stared back. I knew what she was seeing. She saw woman where her son should be.
"Did you do this somehow?" She asked so softly it was hard to hear her.
"No!" I needed her to believe me. I didn't want to be this way. I wanted to be a normal man and lead a normal man's life. That, unfortunately, was not a possibility for me. I moved a little toward her, pleadingly. She jumped back. "Mother, please believe me..."
"Kai, my eyes are tricking me. I don't know what to believe."
"I know what I look like mother. I have always been slight and small. I was forever being mistaken for a girl. Then puberty came and I grew these." I gestured toward my pendulous tits.
I watched my mother as she seemed to calm a little. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was so scared." It was the truth. I was scared that they wouldn't love me. I was scared they would send me away. I was scared of the very look I was seeing now in her eyes.
A choked sob escaped from my mother. "Kai....Kai...." she couldn't finished what she wanted to say. She crossed the small space between us and wrapped her arms around me. It was the first time my mother had hugged me since I was a child. Soon enough we were both blubbering and crying.
"Please don't be scared, Kai. I am your mother. I love you exactly as you are." The words left her lips and lodged in my heart. Instantly I fully relaxed into her embrace. There was nothing so soothing as a mother's unconditional love.
"I have so many questions Kai, it has been so long since you let me talk to you!"
"I will answer anything." I wanted to bare my soul to her.
She stepped back and looked me up and down. "If it wasn't for that massive thing between your legs you would surpass the most stunning woman in the village as most beautiful." Her voice was filled with awe. I blushed furiously.
"I need to see you!" She declared in a purely efficient way.
I took another step back letting her fully take in what I had become.
"No no! Take off everything."
I peered at her unsure what to do. Did she really want to see me completely nude? This hardly seemed appropriate, however I also didn't blame her for her curiosity. I hesitated and shuffled my feet several times while she stared on expectantly. Finally, seeing little reason not to show her I stripped off my sleep clothes and stood completely nude before my mother. Immediately, my horse cock thickened and lengthened. I was ashamed of this, but it was always like this. I was hard more often than I was phallic.
"I am sorry." I stammered.
"Oh! It's okay, my son." She flapped her hand in the air as if to say all was normal.
I watched her examine me. At first she pointedly ignored my massive throbbing cock. She looked at my face, and she touched my hair. She ran the silky strands through her fingers. Her fingers then trailed down my face and over my plump lips. She continued to explore with her fingers down my neck and finally to the top of my tits. Without hesitation she used both hands and cupped my tits. My thick nipples were hard and long beyond reason. The skin of my areolas puckered tight. I stifled a groan as she ran her thumbs over the excessively sensitive nipples.
"These are amazing..." She whispered. She looked down at her own and then back at mine with awe in her expression.