This choice: ...So he heads back home and you go to bed. • Go Back...Chapter #4...So he heads back home and you go to bed. by: Unknown “Well this has been fucking fun Tim. I gain the ability to possess anyone I want and then come over to my best friend’s house to show him and all he does is shoot me down!” Jimmy says annoyed. “Jimmy, dude, this is kind of a bit to take in all at once! Also seeing as how you possessed my sister and started squeezing her tits, I’m not sure I want you using your new power around my family.” You say plainly to your friend. Jimmy just looks annoyed, “Well it’s too late to do anything now anyway ya scrub. Tomorrow though! Tomorrow we have some fun!” Your friend said as he walked out. It was a lot to take in at once. I mean, stuff like this only happens in scifi movies right? Realizing how late it was you decide to hit the sack and knock out. “Tomorrow it is my friend.” You say just as sleep takes you. You wake up the next day to a knock at your bedroom door. “Come in!” you call out from under your sheets. You hear the door open with a creak. “Jesus Tim, this room is a mess.” Your mom says as she pulls the covers off of you. “Hey! I want to get as much sleep in as I can before school starts mom!” You whine as claw after your sheet. “Well I just got a call from school, there is no class today. There was a gas leak or something so you have the next couple of days off.” Your mom says as she opens the blinds and light pours into your room. “Which is perfect, because you need to clean this room today bub.” Your mom says as she heads for the door. “But mom, I was going to hang out with Jimmy toda-” “Not until this room is clean, do you understand me?” Your mother cuts you off. You look around at your room. It really did look like a bomb went off in it. “But this is going to take me all day!” You cry. “”Not if you start now silly. Come downstairs and eat some breakfast and then you can start. If you don’t fool around you can get this done in two hours.” She says smiling. “Ugh fine.” You grumble as you hop out of bed and follow your mom downstairs and to the kitchen. Sitting at the table already is your little sister Clare. Heather was just getting up to go to school. “Lucky little turd, I wish my school blew up. She says as she heads out the door. “Love you too!” you shout as the door slams. Your mom is facing away from you, preparing some meal on the counter “Sometimes your sister just blows my mi-” Your mother suddenly stops. You look over at her to see why. She is still facing away from you, but you notice her mouth just seems to be opening and closing over and over again. Then her mouth stops, and she stands completely still. Then suddenly she thrusts her hips forward and back really fast several times then begins hopping up and down like a bunny. “Uh…mom?” you ask. Still hopping she begins to turn slowly. When you catch sight of her face her eyes were wide open and she was smiling from ear to ear and there were tears running down the side of her face, almost as if she had heard the funniest joke on earth and could not stop laughing. While her face did catch your eye so did her boobs. The constant jumping was causing your mothers’ large breasts to heave up and down. To be honest you never really noticed how big your moms’ rack was. Then she stopped, just as quickly as she had begun moving she had stopped moving. Her large smile had disappeared and had been replaced with her normal soft smile. “Mommy, why were you acting all funny?” you hear Clare ask from behind you. “Oh sweety, you’re mommy had a silly attack and just had to get all that silly energy out of her.” Your mom said laughing. “But where were we? Oh yeah, time for breakfaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaast!” your mom sang as she spun around, picked up two plates and returned to face you and your sister. “For breakfast I made WAFFLES!!! Or as some people like to call them, plaid pancakes!” Your mom said as that ridiculous grin returned to her face. “I love waffles!” Clare yelled as she reached her hands out to grab for a plate. “Do you know?” Your mom said as she walked over and placed a plate in front of Clare. “Because I LOVE WAFFLES TOO!” Your mother yelled as she took the two waffles on the other plate…your two waffles, and put them on her head. “See Clare?! I’m the waffle queen! All hail Waffle Queen Rebecca Gately!” Your mom shouted as she grabbed the syrup bottle and waved it above her head like a sword.” You were taken aback. Never had you seen your mom act like this. While she was kind and light hearted she was not a fucking goofball. What had gotten into her? Why was she acting like one of the three stooges all of a sudden? “Can I be a princess?!” Clare asked. “Your mom turned to face her. “Of course you can be a princess Clare Bear! Ooooooooo, what if you were a mermaid princess and I could be a mermaid queen?!” Your mom raved as she took the two waffles off of her head and pressed them against her boobs to mimic sea shells. Because of this her breasts got squished up and the tops of her globes were easily visible. “Mommy you’re so silly.” Clare said laughing. “Thank you sweety! Silly mommies are the best mommies I always say.” Your mom says as she removes the two waffles from her breasts and plops them back on your plate. “Eat up sweet heart.” Your mother says to you with through that wide smile as she grabs her plate and begins to chow down. The rest of breakfast was relatively quiet. You said nothing, just ate your waffles, thinking how they had been on your mom’s tits made you not really want to eat them, but who knew what asking for something else would make your “Silly Mommy” say or do. Not only had your mothers’ behavior changed, but so had her eating habits. She was already on her fifth waffle and showed no signs of slowing. Then something happened next that made your mouth drop. “Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurp!” your mother had let out the loudest, strongest, thickest burp you had ever heard. “Whoa nelly, that one must have been hiding deep inside me. Your mom said through laughter. “Well at least you didn’t fart momma!” Clare laughed. “Oh, are you sure about that?” your mom said as she stood up, lifted her right leg up and let out a fart that rivaled if not bested her burp. Clare was ecstatic. She burst into laughter to the point where she was crying. Your mom was just standing there bowing over and over again saying “thank you ladies and gentlemen”. “I like silly mommy!” Clare yelled through tears. “Well silly mommy likes being here and thinks she is going to stay here for a looooooooooooooooooooooooong time!” Your mom says as she sticks out her butt and gives another little toot. “And with that we are off to drop Clare off at school!” She says as she bounds out the door and towards the car with Clare right behind her. “…What the actual fuck?” You say practically yelling. You decide to head back upstairs and just relax. Let your mom do her, she was a grown women and could take care of herself.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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