Matt was getting around for one of his last days of senior year. It was late May and even at 7 AM, the sun was up and shining bright. He took a shower, brushed his teeth, shaved... The usual. He brush his short Brown hair, and picked out some clothes. It was May in Florida, so he was good with grey shorts and a black an white T-shirt. He went over to his dresser and slid his class ring and his promise ring on his fingers. Looking at himself in the mirror above the dresser, he couldn't help but admire how handsome he was. He just looked flat out good.

He looked down and noticed his old trophies from when he was younger, lots of soccer trophies from elementary that gradually turned into football trophies as he got older. He remembered the good old days of when his mom was the coach of his soccer team. They were so happy, then. Now, being 18 and an only child, Matt and his mother had a rather... interesting relationship. Jenifer used to be the really cheery and supportive mom, always involved in Matt's life, but once he hit high school, Jenifer began drinking like a fish. Matt's dad was too busy with work to do anything about her, so he just let it happen. Jenifer quit her job, built a wine cellar behind their house, (it was place in the old garden shed), and as part of her mid-life crisis, got a huge boob-job. She ended up 2 full cup sizes larger! Now Jenifer spends her days spending her husband's money (don't worry, there's a lot of it), doing yoga to keep her cougar-like physique, and drinking vodka from 9-noon and wine from noon until she passes the fuck out.

Matt wondered how Jenifer could allow herself to become so useless. At least as a soccer mom she was part of his life. He swore to himself under his breath that he'd never let himself turn out like her. He didn't want to be like his father, either. Henry was a successful Reporter as he ran his own News paper and News business, and had a top floor office in an News building. He had two secretaries, Hailey and Barbra , and depending on the day he would have one of them under his desk servicing his cock while he ate lunch. He cheated on Jenifer all the time, and half the time he didn't even come home. He'd gotten three previous women pregnant, but paid them to either keep their mouths shut or abort the baby. Henry was a piece of shit. Matt and Jenifer both knew it, too. Nevertheless, he paid for everything and kept the family in a big beautiful house. Matt drove his own 2018 Mini-van, and everyone pretended to be happy.

Matt wasn't happy, though, and he would often times take things out on the punching bag in the home gym. He actually was a formidable boxer. Anyway, matt just stared at the trophy, longing to be happy once again. He leaned his hand on the mirror, and as he went to pull away, he found his hand to be stuck. Actually, it was being sucked in! Slowly his arm was being pulled into the mirror as it began to ripple like if the whole mirror was made out of water or something. Matt tried to scream for help, but in such a large house, nobody noticed. The pulling sped up, and suddenly, Matt was pulled through the mirror, and landed flat on his face on the other side.

Besides the fact that he had just defied the laws of physics, Matt felt weird. Very different than he did moments ago. Heavier, more tired, more... aroused? His head was spinning. He rolled over on the carpet and felt two masses of weight roll with him. He felt like his ass was pushing him higher off of the floor as well. From the position of laying on his back, Matt looked around the room. It was not his bedroom. The bed was a king size, with red satin covers, it even had a canopy over it. The room was much larger, almost twice as big as his. The dresser was massive and women's bras and underwear overflowed from the open drawers. Scattered about the floor were more women's clothes. To his right was a large bathroom with pink towels hanging from the rack. He noticed on the floor by his head were locks of black hair. Matt finally decided to stand up.

As he got to his knees and then feet, Matt saw why he didn't feel right. Looking back at him was not the handsome, 18 year old, high school senior, but instead a beautiful, buxom, red-haired milf with enough curves to go around and a face like a goddess. She looked like someone Jenifer would be friends with. Matt reacted after a moment of stillness, and threw her hands up in the air and yelped like she'd been poked in the bum by a needle. "What in th-" She cut herself off, her voice was deep but feminine. The kind of voice you'd hear from your best friend's hot step-mom. She put her dainty, hands up to her mouth with a gasp. Then she took them away and looked down at them. Her nails were expertly painted, a sexy cherry red with silver sparkles. Her Black hair was draped down past her now very large breasts. It was soft, and she smelled it out of curiosity. She was glad to know that it smelled very nice. In the mirror she noticed how her eyebrows were perfectly shaped and matched her Black hair. Her lips were full and she smiled to reveal a set of pristine teeth. Very rosy cheeks. Her green eyes contrasted the rest of her face well enough that they glowed like emeralds.

She continued examining her body calmly. No point in panicking if she didn't know what happened yet. As stated, her breasts were huge. A juicy, heavy set of F-cups. She couldn't see down past them, so she relied on the body mirror for the rest of her body. Her stomach was flat, but her hips were so wide that one wouldn't know it. Her ass was a whole other beast, thick and plump. It was absolutely enormous! She quickly checked the tag on one of the thongs and saw that it was a 2XL. It had to be to fit around her hips after all. She looked down to her vagina. The hair down there was Black as well, but it was trimmed fairly short. Her pussy looked great for her age, not that she was aware, but it had birthed a child, so it was in amazing shape. The thighs that surrounded it were thick enough to match her ass. Not fat, per say, but thicc. She attempted to look down at her cute little feet with nails matching her fingers, but to no avail as her chest was in the way.

Matt looked around on the dresser and found a purse. Inside she found her ID it said, Maddie  Heart - Age 32. So her name was Maddie now, interesting. She continued looking around the room. She found numerous jewelry trinkets, some pictures of suspected family, some money hidden under her panties, and in the nightstand, a rather expensive looking vibrator. Just the sight of it got her starting to drip. She put it away, worried that it would be too tempting to use if she didn't. After she'd searched the room, she slid on a lacy white bra and matching thong . Above the drawer on the nightstand, Maddie noticed something that instantly mortified her. A small trophy that said "#1 Soccer mom". She murmured, "Oh no, that can't mean-" Suddenly a knock came at the door. "Mommy, I have to go to school soon, come on." A young girl called out to her. She was a mother!

In a panic Maddie said, "Okay honey, give mommy a minute!" She frantically dug through drawers until she pulled out a red soccer jersey and a pair of hot pink sweat pants. She pulled the Red jersey on over her breasts. The top left about three inches above her waistline, making it look like a long crop top. She slid into the pants. The strings of the thong rode up past the pants, visible to all, and all in all, Maddie looked like a fucking Soccer mom. But, she had to get her daughter to school! She came blasting out of the bedroom with her purse in hand and found her 8 year old daughter, Kelly waiting impatiently. "Mommy, come ON!" Maddie found the kitchen, grabbed a pop-tart, and tugged Kelly's hand out the door. Outside sat a big, new, black Mini-van. A soccer mom car if ever she'd seen one. She helped Kelly into her big girl car seat, and got in. Thank the lord she was in the same town Matt lived in. She knew right where to take Kelly. She got her to the school and parked. Then she walked Kelly to the door, giving her a kiss, she said "I love you baby, have a wonderful day at school!" Kelly just turned around and ran to her friends.

Even though it all was brand new to Maddie, it all felt perfectly natural. Instinctual. She hadn't a clue why, but she shed a single tear as she watched her little girl walk into the school. Just emotional she supposed. Reality set in quickly when a dad dropping his daughter off looked at Maddie and said, "Someone is ready to play." She was appalled by the man until she turned to look down and saw that she was wearing a Soccer jersey that was a little to small for her. Then she was only kind of mad. She slapped the man in the face and went back to her car. She drove home, and began to investigate further into her life. After reading through hours of texts she determined that her husband was currently on a year long business trip in England and that he made a fuck ton of money.

While sitting on the couch, in only the soccer jersey and her white thong, she looked to the end table next to her and saw two bottles of top shelf vodka. They called to her. She began drinking one of them like a kid with a sippy cup. She drunkenly explored her house, it was larger than her old one. At noon she got a knock on the door. She tipsily walked her way over to the front door and opened it. Standing before her was a gorgeous man, absolute beefcake with a shredded bod and a hunky face. "Hey Mrs. Heart, ready for our afternoon session?" She giggled like a schoolgirl. "For?" The man grinned, "Yoga... special yoga. Remember? Or are you already smashed?" Maddie held the bottle up to affirm his suspicion. "Ah, I see, then we can cut right to the chase." The man entered on his own volition, and began stripping down. Naked. His cock was like a sledgehammer hanging from his crotch. "Okay, time for downward dog, you slut!" He bent Maddie over the coffee table, pushing her face into the glass, and pulled down her white thong, he thrusted his magnificent cock into Maddie's fat ass dry, over and over again. She drunkenly cried out in pleasurable pain until he shot a steaming load into her. "Oh Dee Dee, I love it when you're drunk before I get here, then I don't have to act like I want anything other than to use and abuse you." She couldn't formulate an intelligent sentence, so she just moaned in agreement. The man tossed her, ravaged, to the couch and began re-dressing. "As usual, I'll go pick up little Kelly from school since Mrs. Soccer mom here is to drunk to function by noon."

Maddie took a nap while the man went to do as he said. A half hour later he walked Kelly in the door. "Okay sweetie, now mommy is sleeping so just run up to your room and work on your project." Kelly was giggling. "Okay uncle Greg! Thanks for bringing me home." "No problem darling, now run along." She hugged his leg and went to her room. Greg got a glass of water and dumped it on Maddie's face. "Okay Dee Dee, time to be a mother again. Your daughter is doing her homework. Your job is to make her dinner and help her with anything she needs. No more drinking until she goes to bed, got it?" In a groggy haze Maddie answered, "Yeah handsome, got it." Greg left directly as he smiled and walk into the mirror that was on the wall as it ripple for a bit and return to normal.

Maddie sat up and massaged her aching head. She went to Kelly's room and helper her with her math homework. And then her science project. She loved spending time with her. More than anything, actually. Afterwards, she made dinner, and sent Lucy to bed. Once she retired to her room, Maddie finally tried out that vibrator, and after an hour of intense fun, she took a shower. She slept great that night. When she woke up the next day, she repeated the cycle all over again. She had become a stay at home mom. Just like Jenifer. Not that she remembered whoever the hell Jenifer was maybe she was one of the other soccer moms in there group? Maddie had no clue who that was all she cared about was that her husband Frank was coming home for a week and as she saw the car pull up she put on the same red Soccer jersey, took her sweat pants off and pick up a soccer ball and head outside to greet her ever loving husband as today will be there day as Kelly will be sleeping over a friends place tonight so that Maddie and Frank could have some alone time with each other.

8 months later:

Its been * months since Matt became Maddie after going through the looking glass. Her life has been great so far. Sure it was ruff at first as she constantly drank and cheated with "Uncle Greg" but over time she broke her drinking habit and cut contact with Greg as she finally realize in what she was doing was wrong. But over the past 8 months she had become pregnant and as she only had one more month before she could give birth. She was happy to find out that she was going to give birth to a boy but the one thing that bother her was that who was the father? Was it her husband Frank? Or Could it be Greg's baby. Either way Maddie was frighten about it. Maybe she could lie and say that Greg rape her and if she said anything he would do something to her. Maddie choose to forget that for now as she had to get ready to take Kelly to her first soccer game.