“Technical Assistance” - A naive and dimwitted mother obtains a copy of Master PC.

Bethany Jones closed the door to her room and quickly began changing out of her nice clothes to take a shower before she slipped into something more comfortable.

Working as a bank teller was an easy enough job, but being on her feet all day in heels really took its toll on her tootsies. Thankfully, it was Friday, and she could officially begin her weekend. All she wanted to do at that moment was wind down, relax, and not think about all of the stupid gossip and needless drama that floated around her workplace on a daily basis.

“Did you hear what so-and-so said about so-and-so? Did you notice that so-and-so is getting fat? Did you see so-and-so sneaking off to the back for a cigarette?”

It’s like all of the people she worked with couldn’t stay out of each other’s business, while Beth was content in minding her own and doing her job. She couldn’t deny that her boss getting breast implants a month ago was certainly something worth snickering about once in a while, but the rumor that she and one of the younger male tellers might be sleeping with her on the side wasn’t something she would involve herself with. Even if Sandy was cheating on her husband, that didn’t concern her or any of them in the slightest unless special treatment at the workplace was happening, which it wasn’t, from what Beth could tell at least.

Once she was through with her shower, Beth tied her long brown hair back into a ponytail and covered her slender frame with a comfortable white wide-neck sweater and a pair of black leggings.

The petite woman then sat down at the computer desk in her room to check her emails and social media. However, as soon as she turned on her computer, the screen showed her something that she’d never seen before. Within a large wall of black, a small text box sat in the very center, asking for her to enter someone’s full name.

Beth cocked her head to the side, wondering what was going on.

She rebooted the device only for the same result, and then tried to do everything to close out the strange prompt screen to no avail.

Unsure of what else to do, she entered her first and last name into the text box, and a new window appeared on screen.

Beth suddenly felt uneasy as a 3D rendering of herself appeared, wearing the exact same clothes she had on. She was standing with her arms out to the side next to some kind of list of stats that detailed her physical appearance to a concerning degree. Her measurements were all on point, her age and occupation were accurate as well, and there was even a secondary tab for the stats that showed her the fine details of her mind.

Apparently her IQ was 84, and while she didn’t know if that was good or not, she did think it was weird that this computer program might know something like that.

Speaking of which, it was weird that it knew any of this about her!

Maybe it was some kind of virus, or an AI thing that had been spying on her, or something.

To be on the safe side, Beth shut off her computer once again and went to find her son Jason. He was her go-to person for any technical help, and even though he was going to college, it was convenient that he was still living at home. Jason was probably sick of helping her program any new smart technology that came into their house and assisting her when it came to figuring out how a feature on her computer or TV functioned, but electronics were just getting more and more complicated every year it seemed, and she’d be lost without him in this new world they were living in.

She found Jason in his room on his own computer playing video games with his friends, and he barely acknowledged her when she entered the room.

“Honey, I hate to bother you, but…” Beth said, walking up behind him with an apologetic tone. “Something weird popped up on my computer, and I don’t know if it’s a virus, but I have no idea what I’m looking at.”

“One sec.” Jason said, then unmuted his headset to tell his friend that he’d be right back. After that, he took off his headphones and stood up from the chair with a tired but polite smile on his handsome face.

“Sorry honey.” Beth said with a pained expression, then turned and led the way as her tall son followed behind. “I hate to bug you when you’re busy.”

“It’s fine.” Jason said, his tone flat and weary. “What did you say was wrong again?”

Beth talked him through what happened during their short walk, and when they arrived at her computer, he looked as confused as she did. He sat down in her simple desk chair and her head hovered over his shoulder as she stood behind him. It made her a little worried to see him not be sure what to do after he reentered her name scrolled through the list of stats and a few different tabs she hadn’t noticed before.

“Any ideas?”

“Not really.” He said, his wide eyes locked on the screen. “Did you send anyone pictures of yourself lately?”

“Pfft, no.” Beth scoffed. “I wouldn’t really have anyone to send them to.”

“Okay, well, I don’t think it’s a virus at least.” Jason mumbled as he moved the mouse over to one of her stats on the side of the screen. “It looks more like a video game, kind of.”

“What do you mean?”

“These stats have sliders under them, like you’re customizing a character.” He said, then slowly began moving the slider under the Breasts tab to the right. On screen, Beth watched as the small mounds under her 3D model’s sweater began to grow.

As she watched on in utter bewilderment, Beth felt her own chest tingling as if the fabric of her thin top was shifting around her.

She didn’t really notice it until she felt her boob bump up against something, and looked down to see a small valley of unfamiliar cleavage pushing against her sweater. Her eyes went wide as she realized that her breasts had grown, and one of them was now resting on Jason’s shoulder as she was leaning over him. She gasped and backed away, which caused her son to turn around in the chair with a shocked expression of his own.

“Oh my god!” Beth said, quickly reaching up to cup the handfuls of sweater meat jiggling around freely underneath the soft material of her top. “My boobs grew!”

“Whoa…” Was all Jason managed to say, staring at her chest with a slack jaw. “Y-Your computer…”

Beth’s gaze quickly glanced back and forth between her new breasts and the ones on screen of her computer, trying to figure out if she was dreaming or not. The way she was squeezing and fondling the plush grapefruits in her chest felt real enough, and so did the rising sense of excitement in her breath. A wide smile spread across her face as she once again said:

“Oh my god!” She giggled, bouncing on her heels as she watched her new cleavage bouncing around. “Jason, look!”

Jason looked like a deer in headlights, frozen in place as his eyes were focused on her high-beams.

Beth blushed, but her smile didn’t fade. Jason was a healthy young man, so a woman’s boobs growing right in front of him was probably as shocking as it was arousing, she thought. He was her son though, so he’d probably be more excited to see any other woman’s breasts expand.

That aside, she’s always dreamed of having a more attractive figure, one with big sexy assets to allure and tease men with, but she never saw the point of paying extravagant amounts of money to buy and maintain fillers and implants.

However, it seemed as though she didn’t need to now!

She could use her new magic computer program to do all sorts of things if there was a slider under each of those stats she saw on the screen.

While she was at it, she could entertain herself by teasing Jason a bit, if he was up for helping her out further with the program. She didn’t really trust herself to start changing her own body, and might actually screw something up if she wasn’t careful, so having him at the helm in case something went wrong seemed like the ideal path for her to take. Besides, he was her son, so being a little goofy around him seemed harmless enough.

She would just have to tone it down when he started to get uncomfortable, or else he might leave in disgust.

“What do you think?” Beth asked, striking a sex pose for him. “Do I look good with big boobs?”

Jason swallowed and slowly nodded his head as he began to blush himself.

“This is so awesome!” She giggled, unable to contain her joy as she reached up to cup them again. “Can you make them a little bigger?”

Jason’s eyes somehow went even wider, and he wordlessly turned back towards the computer as his breathing became heavier.

She came up behind him once more, this time fully aware that her boob was resting on his shoulder as she watched him move the slider a bit further to the right.

“J-Just tell me when to stop…”

Beth couldn’t help but get turned on as she looked down and watched as her valley of cleavage expanded right before her eyes, and she didn’t say a word as they grew to the size of cantaloupes, eventually blocking all view of the shoulder underneath.

She could feel her sweater getting tighter and tighter as the masses of her breasts just became heavier and heavier.

“O-Okay, that’s enough.” Beth finally said as the wide neckline was beginning to dig into her cleavage, causing the upper-half of her tits to bubble outward while her thick nipples bulged against the fabric. She stood up straight shortly after the growth stopped, amazed at their size and weight.

Each of her tits were almost as big and round as volleyballs, and small jiggling ripples shook through them with each and every slight move her body made.

Her hands felt microscopic as they came up to cup them from underneath, and she sighed as she squeezed them, marveling at how sensitive they were.

She looked up to gauge Jason’s reaction, and his expression was different from before.

There was an intensity in his eyes, a sort of hunger that she once recognized in her ex-husband’s eyes when he was in the mood to do more than just cuddle.

That look caused her heart to thump, but since Jason was the one giving it to her, she internally rationalized it as teenage hormones.

“Maybe I went a little too big.” She said as she tossed him a wink, shuffling her big tits from underneath and causing her oceanic cleavage to jiggle and slosh around. “I think I’ll wear ‘em around for a while just to make sure.”

Jason shook his head and then rubbed his face with both hands, which only fueled Beth’s amusement.

She was going to have so much fun teasing any man who paid her jumba wumbas any attention.

However, she figured she might as well calm down a bit, as to not **** her poor son too much.

“So, what else can my computer change about me?” She asked, walking beside his chair to examine her stats while her big bouncy tits were mere inches away from his head. “Wait, it can make me younger?!”

“Uh…” Jason said dumbly, reluctantly turning his own focus back to the screen. “Y-Yeah, I think so.”

“Oh my gosh, can you imagine it?” She asked with a giggle. “Think you can handle having a hot young woman walking around the house?”

“Mom, let’s slow down for a second.” Jason said through heavy breaths. “We just found a computer program that can edit people, so maybe we shouldn’t just…”

Jason understandably trailed off. His gaze wandered back down to his mom’s cleavage as he spoke, and Beth couldn’t help but gently shake her enormous tits from side to side. So much for not torturing him, she thought to herself.

That dumb look on his face was addicting.

However, he did have a point.

The way Jason said that did bring her back to reality somewhat.

“Hm, yeah.” Beth said, still grinning. “I guess we shouldn’t get too wild with it.”

She could always turn herself into jailbait another time, Beth thought to herself.

Jason breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hey, doesn’t that mean you’ll pop up here if we put your name in?”

“Maybe.” He said with a slight shrug. “I don’t think I’m ready to find out though.”

“If you say so.” Beth returned his shrug as she leaned down and clasped her hands behind her back, allowing her huge tits to gently swing around underneath her slender torso. “But if you ever want to fool around with it, you’re welcome to.”

It was the least she could do for showing her how her new favorite toy worked. She had no idea where the program came from, but she didn’t really care. Plus, she trusted Jason not to do anything crazy with it.

As much as it pained her to silently admit it, he was more responsible than she was most of the time.

“Really?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked away from her tits and up into her eyes. “You don’t mind?”

“Not at all!” Beth said, straightening back up, which wasn’t the easiest of tasks as gravity desperately wanted to pull her heavy funbags to the floor. “I’ll probably need more help with it anyway, we both know I’m not the smartest when it comes to computers.”

When Jason finally cracked a smile, she felt good about herself for that decision, and then once again giggled when his eyes went back down to her cleavage.

“So, do you want to take a break before we go back to turning me into a fox?”

“I-I think you’re already there, mom.”

“Awe, you’re sweet, honey.” Beth said, and couldn’t help but grab his head and pull him in for a hug, mushing his warm face into her creamy cleavage. “For that, you get a face full of boobs!”

Part of her expected him to freak out and pull away, but instead he brought his hands up and placed them on her hips, which felt nicer than she would’ve thought.

Of course, she had to pull away before things got weird, and the look on Jason’s face once she did was priceless.

Beth didn’t start getting nervous until she saw a lumpy and sizable bulge in the front of his jeans, and she couldn’t help feeling a bit flushed by the sight.

It was weirdly flattering, but that reaction of his was more for her breasts than it was for her, she thought.

It did get her excited at the thought of having that kind of effect on all sorts of men, though.

“Sorry.” She said, turning away with an embarrassed smirk. “Yeah, we might need to slow down.”

Jason cleared his throat and quickly turned the chair away from her when he realized what she had witnessed, and then adjusted himself outside of her view.

“Maybe we just look at what all this thing can do, for now.” Jason said as he turned back to face the computer. “I bet there’s a bunch of stuff we don’t know about yet.”

That suggestion psyched Beth right up, and she turned around a little too fast in her excitement.

The two momentous and teardrop-shaped medicine balls attached to her skinny torso pulled the woman around in a complete circle before causing her to fall on her round and perky backside.

She sat there in a brief dizzy daze as she gathered herself, and focused her gaze to see Jason looking back with wide eyes.

Beth glanced down and saw that one of her mammoth mammaries had popped out from the top of her sweater and was hanging freely in the open air. For a moment, she was stunned at how big it was outside of her top. Not only that, but it was almost unnaturally rounded and full, and its thick nipple looked like the tip of an oversized eraserhead. If her son wasn’t sitting across from her, Beth would’ve gone to town on exploring every inch of her titanic tits at that very moment. Instead, she laughed at how silly she must look to him, and then pulled the wide neckline of her sweater over her exposed breast, then groaned as she carefully got back to her feet.

“Before we do that, let’s dial these puppies down a bit.” She said with an embarrassed giggle. “The last thing I need to do is have them break someone’s neck.”