Discovering Identity in Mom's Closet

We're both happy. I'm 20, living at home with my Mom. I'm attractive, mid length Red hair. I'm about 5'7 around 130, and about a 28-24-34, transgender. I knew I was different when I was very young. I didn't enjoy doing the same things other boy's did. I liked hanging with Mom, cooking, helping her out the house. The only time I felt comfortable was when I could sneak around and wear some of her clothes and makeup. I had been diagnosed with gynecomastia when I was about 15. The doctor said it would probably go away on it's own, if not she could treat it. I didn't say anything, but I liked the way I looked. One day after school I was trying on some Mom's panties and bra. I had some lipstick on and was standing in front of her full length mirror wishing I could be more like a girl. I didn't feel comfortable being James, I felt so much more like myself being Janet, that was the name I picked out for myself. I had gotten several pairs out of the laundry hamper so she wouldn't notice I had been in her drawers. They were spread out on the bed. I knew I had at least few hours hours before she got home to enjoy being myself. I was so happy having this time to be me, I never heard her come in. For whatever reason, she took off early. She walked in and saw me, I saw her in the mirror 😮. My face turned Red 🥵. Mom I'm so embarrassed. She just looked at me, well it looks like there's something you want to talk about or tell me. Let's go to living room and talk. I said Yes Mom, let me change and I'll be right there. She smiled, no need you seem to be quite comfortable just stay the way you are. We went to the living room, she got us both a soda. Now James, what is it, what do you want to tell me. Remember what I've always told you, as long as you're honest with me no matter what it is I won't be upset. I started blushing, I said I'm comfortable with myself. I don't like being James, I want to be Janet. I don't like doing boy stuff, I like hanging with you and doing girl things. I feel like I should have been your daughter. And when you took the doctor because I have small breasts, well I love them. I don't her treating me and taking them from me. They make feel Janet, and I'm happy. She thought for a minute or so. I recognize the bra and panties, you got them from the hamper. I said Yes Mam. I have been that for a long time, sleeping in them and putting them back in the morning so you wouldn't notice. Now Mom was beautiful, tall , slender. A beautiful figure, 38-24-36. She was a Redhead too. She said are you sure about what you're feeling? I said Yes, I have been for long time. I was just to afraid to say anything to you. She said never be afraid to talk to me about anything, we love each other and support each other. If you're truly happier Janet, then if you want I'll help you. I screamed OHHHH GOD, Really Please 😍. She said first things first. You'll have to go along with my rules and of course follow through with whatever you need to. I said Yes Mam. Tomorrow we'll go shopping and get your own wardrobe. Now you can't get embarrassed, we'll be shopping in the ladies section. I'll be with you, but you'll be picking out your own stuff. People may look at you, but don't think it. If you really want to be Janet, at least for now you have to start getting used to it. I said what if some people from school see me? Mom said what's more important to you, being yourself or worrying about other people. I said being myself. She said that's right, if one day that does happen, if they're truly your friends, it won't matter, they'll support you too. Mom said now can I ask you some questions, so I can figure out how to proceed and help you. I said Yes anything. She said as James you do have small breasts. As Janet do you want them to be bigger? I said No, I love them just like they are. She said okay, that eliminates one problem. Have you thought about your penis, I mean how big is it ? Part 2.