"Son, I was wondering if you could help me when we get home. I need someone to help me check my chest for lumps and your sisters are out with their friends. Or at least that's what they tell me, you know Candice, she's probably with Kimberly Kink again!" asked Carol. "Of course, Mum!" replied Chris. "Wow; that was amazing! Wait was this the hat? I better check! I want to see my adopted mother's privates!" he thought to himself.
However nothing happened. Chris dismissed this as he entered his kitchen. He felt thirsty and decided to get himself a drink. He felt that pressing need in his bladder and made his way to the bathroom. Carol screamed when Chris entered, her exposed taco clearly visible to her adopted son; who quickly closed the door. “I’m sorry, Mum!” he apologised, repeatedly. “The hat works!” Chris thought miserably.
His mother opened the toilet door, looks embarrassed. “Chris, if you don’t um…want to check me for lumps, I completely understand!” she offered. “I want to know you’re safe, Mum!” he replied, answering almost automatically. He was surprised at his response as it didn’t feel like him driving. Nevertheless he followed his mother, who stripped straight away, not looking her adopted son in the eye. It was clear she wanted to get this over with.
Chris was careful in his checks, not wanting the shame he was feeling to get the better of him. His adopted mother kept giggling though, which made Chris’ face burn. “Sorry Mum!” he admitted as he kept it up. “T-Ticklish!” she babbled, still giggling. Finally he was done. “Chris sweetheart, would you mind leaving the room, please? And thank you for this!” she whispered, her face as flush as his. Chris acknowledged the thanks and left quickly. He stopped outside her closed door and shook himself. "This is so weird!" was all he could think.
He knew it was happening....but a hat that could control women? It was impossible. And yet, the hat made his requests real. He forced himself to remember that Carol wasn't his biological mother. She never told him the truth about his biological parents, hell he wasn't sure if his lesbian sister Candice was even his blood sister. Suddenly he heard sounds coming from Carol's room. He opened it slowly, not sure what he would see. What he saw; stunned him. It made his eyes widen. He was witnessing...
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