The day I became a mother

I was married for 2 years and had a son. One day my wife told me that she loves someone else and we got divorced within a week. She married another man Babak Babak was 5 years older than me He is a strong rich man Muscular and real alpha male They had a daughter in the first year of marriage I visited my son every week but always wanted to spend more time with him then it happened My ex-wife died in a car accident Babak unable to bear There was no accident so I went to their house for a few days. My son had grown up and he loved his mother very much. Babak had a busy work schedule in his office while I could work from home so I lived in their house and everything I was managing the family. We both tried to take good care of both children so that they would not miss their mother. However, my son was crying for his mother. The moment my son saw me, he was very happy. He called me mom and hugged my leg. I decided to be her mother until she was a little older. My ex-wife and I were the same size. My body was a bit feminine. I had no muscle. Instead, my body was covered with a thin layer of fat. I moved all her clothes to my room, then I took a bath, put on another dress from my wife's clothes, and played with the children. I started working in the kitchen and completely forgot about my clothes when Babak returned home that night. He saw his kitchen, but when I came back I saw his sad face. He left the room and I realized that he had also left the house. He came back at dinner and seemed to have made some purchases. I found out now I knew what Babak had bought I decided to protest to him but I remembered his sad face again so he decided to go and sleep The next day I decided to try these things I wore a wig and use makeup I got dressed and put on women's clothes. At this time, I realized that Babak was behind me I looked him in the eye. I knew what he wanted to say. Before he said it, he asked me if I wanted to be a mother to the children. I knew the children needed a mother, so I decided to live. I sacrifice my manhood and be their mother. I have been living in that house for two years. I wear women's clothes at home and take care of the children and take care of them. I wear high heels and sometimes I even wear a chador. I have big breasts due to hormone use and I lost all my body hair. Babak prepared a female ID card for me called Elnaz and we got married legally. Now I live not only as a mother, but also as Babak's wife and a housewife, and every night I perform my feminine duties towards Babak in bed.