Chapter #5Noticing your buldge by: Wassel   "Matt...Oh my God! What on earth...!?" your mom suddenly exclaimed with a look of utter shock, quickly snapping you out of your daydream as you locked eyes with her and realized what exactly it was that had grabbed her attention. Looking down towards your crotch, where your mother's gaze was now directed, you saw much to your horror that your already enlarged penis was now pressing quite obscenely against the crotch of your pants, steadily growing bigger and this time actually forcing the zipper apart.
"Oh shit!" you squealed, quickly letting go of the stone within your pocket, realizing your error, as your hands leapt to cover the now quite spectacular bulge that was threatening to break free. You couldn't quite believe what an idiot you'd been, absentmindedly allowing your cock to grow at least another 3 or 4 inches right in front of your mom, and the embarrassment you now felt was horrendous.
Your mother meanwhile looked completely stunned, as if trying to make sense of what she'd just seen, as well as presumably contemplating the idea that her own son had just gotten an erection in front of her (though, with the size your genitals had now grown to, if it had been an erection it was still one hell of an erection!). Quickly coming to her senses, her gaze leaving your crotch and returning to your face (her own looking a little red with embarrassment as well, which she quickly shook off), she then said in an all too familiar, scalding, motherly tone, "Matthew Parker, you haven't even been listening to one word I've said, have you?" quickly dismissing the sight she'd just seen.
"Uhm, I'm...I'm sorry, mom..." you stuttered meekly in reply, still cupping your massive penis in your hands, praying that it didn't escape your zipper any further than it already had, and feeling quite literally like a vulnerable, naked little boy being told off by his mother. Your were glad however that she wasn't broaching the subject of what was going on in your pants, certain that it was likely far too weird and embarrassing a subject for a mother to broach with her son, yet at the same time it felt almost as bad allowing her to carry on not knowing the truth. "I guess I can always use the stone to make her forget any of the happened," you told yourself as your mom continued her half-hearted rant about your lack of attention, figuring it would be the best way out of this truly awkward situation.
As you slowly slipped your hand back towards your pocket however, your eyes still locked onto your mom's, you noticed an almost subconscious little glance down towards your partially covered crotch, a glance that read not of embarrassment or shock, but more of intrigue. "...I was trying to tell you that I'll be working late tomorrow night, so it'll be up to you and your...uh, your..." she said, tripping over her words for a moment as her eyes quickly pulled away and a little flush of red entered her cheeks, before once again regaining her composure"...your sisters and you to make the dinner." Had your mother just ogled your penis, you wondered to yourself, slightly creeped out by the thought. Certainly her eyes had moved in that direction and certainly there was a lot to see (even with one hand still covering it, your dick was now so large it was more than evident straining against the material of your pants). But still, the look in her eye, the flush of her cheeks, the way she stumbled over her own words...if it had been anyone else, you wouldn't have even thought twice; sporting a package now so large that it would have caused pretty much any girl to stop and take notice. But this was your mom, your own mother, and even though she was a woman and presumably had her own interests and desires in such things, it was still pretty weird to think of her eying up your junk, even for a moment. She had though, and as she continued on her one way conversation about tomorrow nights dinner and you continued your slow reach for the magical stone sat in your pocket, you suddenly found yourself, quite unconsciously looking at her now in a way you'd never looked at her before; not just as your mom, but as a woman. Your eyes flitted past her familiar, matronly (if fairly pretty) face, with her long, dark brown hair and green eyes, down towards her chest, until you found yourself staring directly at your mother's sizable breasts, a tiny hint of cleavage visible beneath her plain white blouse.
You couldn't say you'd ever really given much thought to your mother's breasts up until now (being far more interested in the breasts of pretty much everyone and anyone else, so long as they weren't related to you), but due to the way she'd slyly checked out your expanded penis you couldn't help but do the same thing yourself. To say that they were quite large was an understatement, the two spherical mounds pushing out prominently from her chest, putting quite a bit of stress on the buttons of her blouse, and though you didn't have the greatest grasp of bra sizes and measurements in the world (most of your knowledge coming from porn stars on the the Internet who had clearly embellished their stats), at a push you'd have to say that your mother's boobs were somewhere between a DD and an F. "Wow, mom's got some big tits!" you suddenly thought to yourself as you stared directly at her impressive rack, your fingers having now finally reached the cold, hard stone in your pocket. Brushing your fingertips gently over the surface of the stone, a stray thought suddenly entered your head as you began to wonder what your mom might look like with even bigger breasts. Now normally such an idea wouldn't even cross your mind, but what could you say...you were a breast man through and through; the bigger the better, and now that your attention had been inadvertently brought to the size of your mother's impressive rack, added to the fact you had a reality altering stone sitting in your pocket that had only moments ago, more than doubled the size of your cock, you had to admit that you were more than curious. In fact, you were actually finding yourself rather aroused by the thought and could feel your giant penis gradually expanding once again inside your pants (something that your mom thankfully had failed to notice as she continued to talk, her eyes now clearly avoiding looking back down towards your crotch).
"Shit, could I do that?" you wondered to yourself, feeling a slight twinge of guilt as you once again subtly examined your mother's chest, peering down her blouse at the space between her two creamy breasts, "I mean she's is my mom for God sake!" This was of course very true and even though you knew how wrong and perverted it was to even be thinking about your own mother that way, there was another part of you that didn't seem to care, a part that was far more concerned with sating your now ever growing arousal. Besides, you did indeed have a reality altering stone, you could make whatever you want happen whenever you wanted. Did right and wrong and social conventions really affect you now, seeing as, for all intensive purposes, you now possessed the powers of a God? And lets not forget, anything you did alter, you could just go back and alter so it never happened later. So really, what was the harm?
"Matt!" your mother suddenly snapped, her attention returning once again back to you as you hurriedly snapped your eyes away from her breasts, hoping that she hadn't seen you leering, but aware that she more than likely had. "What...what were you..." she began, her expression one of surprise and confusion as her gaze made it's way from your clearly embarrassed face down, once again, towards your very obvious and large erection. Thankfully though, she never managed to finish the thought, having tightly gripped the stone within your pocket and made your perverted wish almost as a reflex action, and instead she simply let out a loud gasp as she felt something beginning to happen in her chest...
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