You're going to enjoy this day like a womanwould. I already told Tina what I wanted to do with you so she's runningthe bath. Run along now, we don't h...ve all day."I went to the bathroom and saw what Shelly meant by having a woman'sday. The tub was filled with scented bubbles and Tina had lit candlesand placed them around the tub. It was romantic and it was feminine,very feminine."Tina, why do I have to do this? I'll just take a shower." No you won't. I want you to feel like a girl when we go. I had a feeling that that was the idea.I was a little nervous at first. It turned out I was shorter than anyof the dancers or the other drink boys. The shortest woman there had tobe at least a good head taller them me. What I found amazing was thatwhile some of the women were quite top heavy, around their waist no-onewas partially fat. Perhaps in this world women gained extra weigh intheir breasts.This club clearly had no dress code. Several women were in tank tops.Others had flannel shirts. ..”She stood there, rooted to the spot. However her sentence was supposed to end forgotten at the sight of me sat there with my phone in one hand and my pre cum leaking cock in the other.Nobody would come into my office without first knocking and being told to enter, but as with most rules, there is an exception. Mrs McGlone did not believe in waiting on anyone, nor in asking for permission to enter an office. While the initial shock stopped her in her stride, the paralysis was short lived. She. I felt massively huge inside my mother's pussy, bigger than should have been possible. I knew instinctively that it was Santa's Christmas magic at work, that no matter how huge I was, I couldn't hurt my mother, but would be accommodated inside her perfectly.I flexed my cock, feeling it shift ever so slightly inside her as she swooned, her head falling back, throwing her breasts upward as she moaned wordlessly. I began to walk about the room, inspecting the presents Santa had brought us with.