CONTENT WARNING: This work of erotic fiction features the use of bodysuits to allow a male character to done the likeness of a female character. Other Content Includes, but are not limited to: Incest, Identity Thief/Impersonation, Both implied and non-implied acts of non-Consensual Sex, Futanari (Characters with female appearances and both male and female genitalia)
Further disclaimers can be found in the description below. And with all that said, please enjoy Imposter Mommy.
Joshua stared at the box on his bed—the box with a bodysuit of his mother in it.
Yesterday, his best friend, Rodger, dropped it off while disguised as his little sister’s girlfriend, Emily. It was the only way they could hang out these days, but even then… because Rodger had to pretend to be Emily, he still had to spend most of his time being Emily and being with Joshua’s spoiled little sister, Victoria.
Victoria has always been conceded and full of herself and always spoiled by their mother. Deina would coddle Victoria and always treat her to fine things and a hefty allowance, unlike Joshua, who was still hounded about going to college or getting a real job.
At least Rodger was getting a taste of his lesbian fantasy,
Joshua brought his attention back to the box on his bed. His mother, Deina, wouldn’t return from her vacation until the end of the week. Knowing that he still didn’t think his little sister would be any the wiser. He already thought of what to tell her once their Mother suddenly returned home.
Joshua was a mix of excitement and anxiety. He finally had a chance to get back at his bratty sister. He would spend the rest of the week bullying Victoria while pretending to be their mother, Deina.
But his mother wouldn’t be hanging out in her son’s room. Joshua gathered the box together and snuck his way to their mother’s room while ensuring Victoria was still kept to her room.
He placed the box on his mother's well-kept, kingsize, canopy bed.
Joshua unfurled the flesh-colored bodysuit—a deflated version of his mother’s gorgeous appearance. Even the silhouette outlined her childer-bearing hips, the flat stomach she’s worked hard to maintain, and her natural milk-filled tits.
There was a seam in the back for him to slide into, and he could better make out his mother’s features as he slid his leg inside, causing the bodysuit to come to life.
Aligned his toes with the delicate toes of the skinsuit, he watched as the skinsuit tightened down, causing his leg and foot to become smaller until they looked just like his mother's. Joshua stood up and continued putting the rest of the skinsuit on, sliding it up his body until the weight of his mother's heavy chest was now being worn on his chest.
The bodysuit not only made him look like his mother but setting his feet down on the carpet again felt different. He felt the same sensations his mother would feel. He had the same sense of touch his mother had.
Now that Joshua was standing again, he could feel the weight of his mother’s 32DD breasts. He took a step forward and practiced walking like his mother and practicing saying things his mother would say.
Every step he took shook the large breast he was wearing—his mother’s tits.
My tits, he thought to himself.
Joshua brought himself into focus, acting just like his mothing would and perfecting her look. He even applied makeup the same way his mother would. Joshua was becoming more confident that his little sister would be none the wiser as he masqueraded as their mother.
My body feels so good, he thought, emphasizing ‘My.’
With every step Joshua took, with each sway of his wide hips, he felt himself become more excited and more confident. He was just about ready, and his heart felt like it would beat out of his chest and the bodysuit.
He searched his mother’s walk-in closet, carefully choosing his mother’s sexiest underwear. She had all kinds of lacy lingerie of different colors and styles, many different brands and fabrics.
He wiggled his motherly body into a black lace body shaper that accentuated his cleavage, a garter belt, and stockings that left nothing to the imagination. The panties had a slit, exposing his gorgeous feminine folds slightly.
The set gave the illusion of bigger breasts, fuller hips, and a nice ass. All that was left was for Joshua to apply the finishing touches.
He approached the vanity table, where his mother kept her makeup. Joshua reached into the drawers and grabbed various makeup items before standing in front of the mirror. He put on the eyeliner, mascara, and foundation the same way his mother would and made sure to use the right colors. Joshua styled the long hair that came with the bodysuit the same way his mother would, an elegant and mature French bun.
Lastly was a pair of sparkling green contact lenses to cover his dark brown irises.
Joshua took a step back and looked at himself in the mirror. If it wasn’t for his naughty-looking expression, hard nipples, and dripping wet flower, he could have been his mother any other night after his father came home from his work trips.
***
Victoria was in her bedroom, browsing her phone and admiring all the pictures of her girlfriend, Emily. Victoria opened a special folder that required a second face ID check. It was a folder for the pictures Emily sent her that she didn’t want to share with anyone else. She could feel her erect nipples brushing against her tank top.
Victoria was a knockout with her thick, smooth thighs, flat stomach, and pretty face. Even her big 28DD bra size and cute little round ass were all anyone talked about a few months ago when she was still in high school. She was beautiful, intelligent, and athletic, and she knew it.
She felt excellent today. Her ugly, dumbass older brother hasn’t done anything stupid today. She agreed with their mother. He must stop being a deadbeat and get a job or attend college. Not that Victoria planned on doing any of those things. She just wanted her older brother gone and to have the house to herself.
“Victoria! Would you come here, please?”
Victoria was caught off guard hearing his mother’s kind voice. But it was a little different. She almost sounded… sultry? Was her mother trying to be sexy? Wait, she’s supposed to have left for her spa vacation, Victoria thought.
Victoria shook off the thought and made his way toward her mother’s bedroom, feeling more confused. Regardless, the voice couldn’t have been anyone but her mother, and she was asking to see her.
Victoria stepped through the double doors of her mother’s lovely bedroom and was met with a sight she never thought she would see.
Her mother was sitting on the side of her canopy bed. She was wearing what Victoria only thought her mother wore under her robe when her father would come home.
Her mother had her arms crossed under her large, lace-covered breasts while giving a warm smile to invite Victoria in.
“Mom? What are you doing back home? Did something happen to your vacation?”
“About that, Mommy’s sister had to cancel, so I came home early,” Her mother gracefully stood from her bed. “And that hopeless brother of yours will be spending the rest of the week at the Rodger person’s house, so it will just be us girls for a while.”
Deina smiled assuringly, just as Victoria’s mother would. Her eyes sparkled with sincerity and kindness.
“O-oh, okay… so dad’s not coming home tonight?” But why are you dressed in your victory lingerie, Mother? Victoria thought to herself but couldn’t find the words for it.
Her mother crossed the room, her hips swaying hypnotically as she drew closer toward Victoria. She smiled lovingly but with a different hue. Her mother looked at her like Victoria would look at Emily.
“What’s the matter, sweetie? You don’t like what Mommy is wearing?” Victoria could hear the seduction in her mother’s sultry voice. “I picked it out just for us tonight.”
Victoria’s nipples were erect before walking into her mother’s room, but now she could feel a dampness soaking her panties.
No! I-I can’t think about my mother that way! Victoria said while trying to suppress her arousal. Was she being turned on by seeing her mother wearing sexy lingerie?
Her mother pointed a perfectly manicured finger at Victoria’s chest. Her painted nail circled Victoria’s nipple. “Oh my, someone is having naughty thoughts~” Deina’s words were dripping with sex.
Victoria’s legs became weak; her heart raced faster than ever in her life. “I-I’m sorry, Mom… I—”
“I know what the problem is,” Her mother took Victoria’s phone from her hand without any resistance. “We can’t have you becoming like that brother of yours. I’ll hold onto this for the rest of the week, young lady!”
“W-wait! Don’t—” Victoria said quickly as her phone was suddenly confiscated. She was distracted by how aroused she was, and Victoria was still red with embarrassment.
“You can have it back later, sweetie. Just think of it as spending more time with Mommy.” Deina leaned close to Victoria and kissed her daughter on her cheek, just as Victoria’s mother would when she felt sad.
Her mother smelled nice, and she was calming down a little, almost forgetting about her phone. Her mother was a mixture of lavender and vanilla-scented perfume and body wash.
She could also feel her mother’s chest smother her own as her mother gently embraced her, holding Victoria’s head against her mother’s overwhelming chest.
Victoria wasn’t sure what to feel anymore, but the heat running through her body and the knot just below her navel told her she needed to return to her room.
“I’ll give it back soon, sweetie, don’t worry. For now, why don’t you go get ready for bed.”
As soon as her mother permitted her, Victoria quickly fled her mother’s bedroom and returned to her own. Once there, she locked her door, finally free to touch herself.
***
Joshua sat at his mother’s computer desk, turning the monitor on as soon as Victoria left the room. On the monitor was Victoria’s bedroom, and Joshua watched as his little sister masturbated for her Mommy. He set it to record so he could use the video for later.
Victoria's cute fingers ran up and down over the tip of her soaked pink lips before slipping into its folds before plunging deep inside herself. She began working faster at first until feeling one orgasm build.
Joshua was overwhelmed with excitement. He wanted to break down and fuck MILF body until he had no more energy, but there was still more work to do.
Joshua pulled a Victoria bodysuit mask over his Deina mask and held Victoria’s phone up to his face. The phone unlocked, and he replied to their mother’s text messages.
Using Victoria’s face, voice, and Facetime call with his mother later, the foundation was set.
In Victoria's eyes, Joshua was now their mother, and no one could tell his little sister otherwise.
Joshua drew a bath in the adjoined bathroom to what he would call his bedroom for the next few days before going downstairs to pour himself a glass of wine. He decided on his mother’s favorite wine and brought the glass to the bathroom, setting it next to the bathtub.
Joshua slowly stipped out of his mother’s lingerie. It was a private show that his mother would never do for anyone, not even his father.
Finally disrobed, her eased himself into the warm water. The water felt lovely against Joshua’s body. This feeling must be what it always feels like for his mother. The skinsuit responded to the water and made Joshua feel no different than if it were his mother.
But there was something about being his mother that his mother would never be able to enjoy—a strain in his lower abdomen.
“Oh~ Right there~” Joshua moaned in his mother’s voice as he slid a finger into his lubricated cunt. Then another finger and another, to the point he had most of his hand inside him before pulling out his man-meat from the bodysuit.
He could feel his dick stretching his labia and his tight pussy walls wrapping around the base of his dick. The head was poking just about the waterline of the bath. Looking around at it, Joshua could see it just passed his tits. It was already covered in precum again despite having just gone through the water.
One hand gently rubbed his delicate motherly fingers against his clitoris while his other hand stroked the mighty dragon that roused from its hiding place.
"Hmm... I am going to enjoy masquerading as my mother."
Since he looked like his mother and could impersonate her perfectly, he might as well enjoy the finer things his mother would never let him have.