The Apron (TG/AP)

James and Tim were hanging out at Tim’s house after school. Tim’s parents were still at work and the boys were at the house alone. The two of them had been playing Mario Kart for a while now and they were beginning to get hungry. Unfortunately, they weren’t old enough to drive and get food, and Tim’s parents hadn’t left any money to order pizza. James suggested just using the kitchen to cook something simple, but Tim told James that his mother had made the kitchen off limits. Tim never knew why his mother wouldn’t let them into the kitchen, but he never questioned it either. All he knew what that his mother was very protective of her apron.
“C’mon, Tim. We’re both starving and it can’t be that hard to make macaroni and cheese. I’ve made it before at my house because my parents actually let me use the kitchen.”
“I don’t know. If my mom finds out she’ll ground me.”
“I’ll cook and make sure to clean up. You can watch from the other room. You won’t even have to be in the kitchen!”
Tim’s stomach gurgled in hunger. “Fine,” he said. “But make it quick and easy before my mom gets home.”
The boys ran downstairs and began to look through the pantry. They grabbed two boxes of macaroni and cheese and two sodas. Tim left the kitchen to watch from another room, but as James turned on the oven he noticed a red apron hanging up on the wall. He grabbed it and tied it behind his back, chuckling at how big it looked on him. Tim wanted to object to James using his mother’s apron, but he was too hungry to care at this point. James began to pour the macaroni into a pot of boiling water. Realizing that he needed something to stir the noodles, he spotted a ladle hanging up on the kitchen wall. He tried to reach for it, but found that he was too short. Suddenly, as if the universe wanted to help him, he grew nearly a foot in height. James and Tim both recoiled in shock at James’ sudden growth spurt.
“Whoa!” James screamed. “What just happened?”
“You just got…a lot taller.” Tim said in shock.
“Yeah, I noticed. Hey, I don’t feel so good…ack!” James grunted as his bones began to shift. His frame began to expand to adult proportions. Pops and cracks could be heard as James’ shoulders and hips cracked outwards. His legs grew longer as his feet grew larger. His children’s clothes began to tear as his body continued to expand, revealing smooth hairless skin underneath. James now stood over a foot above Tim, but he was having trouble balancing with his new legs and height. His spine cracked and arched as if it were preparing his body for a new center of gravity. Just as he was about to lose balance, he felt his chest heave forward as two massive breasts burst forth from beneath his torn shirt. Terrified, he tried to cover them up and hide them from Tim. Ironically, this was the first time that either of the boys had seen bare breasts in person. James and Tim watched in horror as James’ abdomen grew toned and shapely, accentuating his already feminine hourglass figure. James ran his hands down his changing body as his fingernails grew long and manicured. He didn’t want to admit it, but the feeling of fingers tracing his smooth new body made him feel excited in a way he’d never felt before.
“James! What’s happening to you?!” Tim screamed.
“I…I don’t know, Timmy…” James said with a slightly deeper voice. “It’s getting hard to think…”
Tim was taken aback by James’ response. Only his mother called him Timmy, and James’ voice was beginning to sound more and more like his own mother’s. James turned around to look at Tim, but seeing the look of terror on Tim’s face made him feel a little sad inside…like he wanted to protect him. James’ clothes suddenly vanished into wisps beneath the apron, but new clothes quickly materialized on his smooth, feminine body. Tight jeans hugged his legs while a white shirt pushed his breasts into his chest. He stifled a feminine moan as a bra materialized underneath his shirt and tickled his new nipples. He looked down at his changing body and noticed how well the apron fit him now. Tim, on the other hand, noticed that the clothes on James looked exactly like clothes his mother would wear. James tried to hide another moan as the jeans began to tighten around his crotch, but was unable to stop a sensual gasp from escaping his mouth. He felt his boxers tighten into a silk thong as his member began to retract into his abdomen. He put a hand over his stomach as his insides shifted, making way for a fertile womb and female reproductive system. He couldn’t see it, but he somehow knew that a tight clit is all that remained between his legs. He wanted to touch it, but knew that he couldn’t in front of Tim. He let out another moan as his ass began to inflate, stretching the already tight jeans to their limit and nearly creating an outline of his new pussy. James couldn’t help but run a hand over his crotch as Tim watched in horror.
“James, please fight it!” Tim wailed.
“Timmy, honey, I don’t know how!” James said in a motherly tone. Both boys recoiled as they recognized the voice of Tim’s mother. “I’m sorry, Timmy…Tim…I’m not trying to…nooo! Ahh!”
James grabbed his head as he felt his skull shifting. His hair tumbled down into his eyesight before quickly styling itself into a bun, just like Tim’s mother’s hair. His eyes grew smaller and took on a hazel color. His nose grew cute as his jaw cracked into a mature, feminine form. His cheekbones slightly rose as his lips grew plump. He let out a gasp as the physical transformation finished. Tim stood in horror and watched his best friend continue to take on more of his mother’s mannerisms.
“Tim…Timm…Timmy. Help, please. I don’t want to be your mother!” James screamed in an all too familiar voice. “I can’t…remember…” he mumbled as new memories began to enter his mind. He looked at Tim in desperation, but the sight of Tim only made the memories more real. “I…I remember giving…birth…” James struggled to say. “I remember your father…my husband…”
“James, please, think of all times we’ve hung out! Think of all the video games we played!”
“I remember…buying you video games. I remember you wanted Mario Kart for your birthday.”
“What? No! That was my mom!” Tim cried as tears rolled down his face. “You’re not my…mom?” Tim felt strange as he suddenly felt the need to accept his new mother. Reality seemed to be rewriting itself, but Tim still remembered James and the transformation he underwent.
“Timmy, honey, please. I love you, and I always will. Now, how about we play some video games together after I cook up some dinner?” James said in a loving, soothing voice. Tim didn’t want to say yes and lose his best friend, but it just felt right to go with it.
“Okay, mom. I love you too.”
And Tim’s words, James accepted the transformation into Tim’s mother fully. Lucy smiled at her son and turned her attention back towards the stove. She used her new motherly culinary knowledge to make the best mac and cheese anyone has ever tasted. She served two bowls of mac and cheese and walked upstairs with her son. Sitting down next to her son on his bed, she smiled as she watched him eat and play video games, though she noticed that he had plugged in two controllers instead of just one. She didn’t remember any of Tim’s friends coming over, so it struck her as peculiar. She looked back down at herself and giggled when she noticed something. She had forgotten to take off the apron before coming upstairs.