A Mom’s Role Replaced

Andrea looked at her daughter’s recent score report. Andrea felt her blood level drop, and dizziness seeing her daughter’s score report. Her daughter Tiffany was usually a straight A student, but in this midterm, the best she got was C, some of her scores were even D, which meant she didn’t even pass the lesson. Their family was a family of upstanding academics. Andrea and her recently deceased husband both had PhD in physics when they were still considered ‘young’. Andrea was 32 years old when she got her PhD, then when she was 35 years old, she was already a teaching assistant in an ivy league university. She was now 40 years old. They always pride themselves on being intelligent beyond their peers. Andrea actually wasn’t someone who put too much emphasis on her daughter to get an A on every lesson, she was fine if Tiffany got a B, but if her daughter suddenly went from straight A student to the bottom of the ladder in all her studies, it was something she couldn’t accept. She didn’t understand what happened. She instinctively poured her anger onto her daughter. But after she calmed down, the older woman noticed that this matter seemed out of normal. There was no way her daughter flunked all her lessons without a reason. An outside reason. An external factor. Because Andrea didn’t believe Tiffany would make this kind of mistake on her own will.

“Tell me the truth! What happened? Why is your score such a disaster?”

“I don’t know mom, I thought I answered the test question correctly, I don’t know why my test scores are so low.” Tiffany answered. The blonde girl averted her gaze and avoided making direct eye contact with her mom.

“You thought you answered the test question correctly? Well, I understand if you got it wrong on some hard to answer topic but you got it all wrong on a basic subject like America’s history too. For example, the question where you are asked about who was the 16th president of the United States and asked to describe their achievement; you answered the question with Jia Wanqing and then began to write absolute nonsense as if they was some kind of superhero. Who the hell is Jia Wanqing? From the name, I can guess it was a Chinese name, so why are you answering a question about the president of the United States with a Chinese person as the answer?”

At first Andrea didn’t notice it, her daughter seemed normal at first, but after some observation, she knew her daughter had changed subtly. Her daughter seemed unconfident, it was at home so there was no need to wear makeup, but Tiffany looked plainer than usual. Her daughter, Tiffany, albeit wasn’t a beauty pageant-level of beauty, she was still quite pretty. Tiffany was a girl with both beauty and brain, she was the school’s role model student for a reason, but what Andrea saw on her daughter right now was just a plain, unconfident, awkward girl that wasn’t like how her daughter presented herself usually. Andrea’s mind suddenly put 1 + 1 together and thought she had found a lead to the reason behind what happened to her daughter

“Tell me the truth! Is this person named Jia Wanqing the one behind your disastrous grade? Is she bullying you and forcing you to flunk out your test?”

“No, mom, you misunderstood her. Jia wasn’t a bully. She is a new transfer student in my class. Well, she was a bit on the bratty side and can be quite vexing and demanding, but it’s why I was needed. Our homeroom teacher was asking me to help her integrate with our school. Who else was the best candidate for it if it wasn’t me? I might have been neglecting my studies because of them,” Tiffany replied.

“Don’t worry, mom. Things will get better soon. I will not neglect my studies anymore. My grades will be back to A next term,” Tiffany said, trying to be as convincing as possible, but Andrea wasn’t easy to be convinced with.

Andrea knew her daughter well, Tiffany said her previous words with a shaky voice, indicating her lack of confidence and belief in her own words.

There must be something wrong with this Jia Wanqing. Andrea’s suspicion grew stronger.

“Honey, can you tell me more about this Jia Wanker person? What have you been doing with her since she transferred to your school?I want to know more about this girl. I assume Jia Wanker is a girl, right?”

“Yes, Jia is a girl, and her name is Jia Wanqing, not Jia Wanker mom. Jia transferred to our school two months ago. Because the lessons in her previous school and our school are far different, I have been her tutor for this past two months. It’s the reason I have been coming home later than usual these past two months; I have a one hour tutoring session with her after school almost every day. While I taught her the subject that she found hard, she also taught me about her culture and things that I didn’t realize before. Aside from tutoring her, we also went shopping together and even went to a beauty salon together. The usual girly stuff. Jia used to be treated like a princess back in her hometown, so she needed to have an attendant all the time beside her. The honor of being one of her attendants fell on me.”

Andrea’s expression grew weird as she heard the last sentence. “Wait, what? Attendant? What does her attendant do?”

“Nothing big, just following her along, and bringing her shopping bag if we go to shop, or bringing her bag and books when we are in school. I was also assisting her in doing her homework.”

“You did what? And you are fine that you were treated as a servant by her? This is unacceptable! Don’t you realize that you are being bullied by her?”

“No, mom, I wasn’t bullied by Jia, I became her attendant voluntarily.”

Andrea was speechless and put her palm on her daughter’s forehead to see whether her daughter had a fever and made her mind go wrong.

“You voluntarily did that? And for two months? Either there was something wrong with your head, or this Jia person is something really great. Okay, let me meet with her, let me see how great she is that she could make my daughter her attendant.”

“You want to go to her place?” Tiffany asked to confirm her mom’s intention. Her expression was complicated. There was a trace of fear and sadness in her expression.

Andrea easily caught the uneasiness that her daughter felt. “Yes, anything wrong with it?”

“I…No, nothing wrong, it’s just Jia has said to me that you will want to meet her today after knowing my grade. She was expecting your visit,” Tiffany replied.

She was expecting my visit? Is she provoking me? It is as if she is saying “I did something to your daughter’s mind, come here if you want an answer’ to me.

“Okay then, let’s visit her place. I want to see what this Jia Wanker has in store for me.”

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Tiffany brought her mother to Jia Wanqing’s place.

“Isn’t this Priyanka’s place?” Andrea was confused when Tiffany brought her to Priyanka’s place. Priyanka was the mother of Chanda, one of Tiffany’s close friends. Andrea holds a lot of respect for Priyanka. Priyanka was a single mother, but she could still be a successful business woman. Because Chanda was Tiffany’s close friend, her relationship with Priyanka was also good, albeit not as close as their daughter.

“Oh, Jia is an exchange student, mom, she lived with her host family during her stay in this place, and Mrs. Priyanka is Jia’s host parent,” Tiffany explained

“Huh, Priyanka is her host parents? Why do I never know that?”

“Well, maybe because you don’t ask her, she doesn’t need to tell you about Jia.”

“Right, but wait a moment, if she was living with Priyanka, wasn’t Chanda available to be her guide or attendant? Why did it need to be you?”

“Chanda is also her attendant, but Jia needed more than an attendant.”

“Is Chanda also doing things like you do? I mean bringing her bag and helping her with homework?”

“More or less, but we have some different duties,” Tiffany answered.

“Huh? Was Priyanka not angry that her daughter was treated like a servant by some outsider? I might think of Priyanka too highly if she let her daughter be treated like a servant by another girl.” Andrea felt things get weird and weirder.

“I don’t know, Mom, I’m not privy to it, you should ask Mrs. Priyanka herself.”

“I will.”

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Andrea entered Priyanka’s house after Tiffany got the OK from Jia.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Rhodes, Mis–I mean Jia has been waiting for you, please follow me.”

As they entered the house they were greeted by Chanda. Andrea was surprised to see Chanda’s appearance. Like her daughter, it was as if someone had drained her confidence out of her, the cheery and outgoing Indian girl she knew looked docile, tamed, mousy. Chanda was wearing a long drab black dress which hid any of her curves. She was also wearing a small white apron atop of it. Her long black hair was dyed dull mousy brown and cut into bob hair, not the stylish one but a messy and graceless style. She was also sporting new thick-framed round glasses. As far as Andrea knew, Chanda wasn’t near-sighted and never needed to wear any glasses before.

It took Andrea a moment to realize that Chanda was dressing as a maid. Not the sexy one, but a domestic lowly maid.

“What happened to you, Chanda?” Andrea asked her.

“Nothing happened to me, Mrs. Rhodes, I only do what my role is supposed to do,” Chanda replied.

“You are a bright girl, Chanda. Why are you letting yourself be degraded to this point?”Andrea asked her again, she still wondered why Chanda did this to herself.

“I can’t tell you my reason because Jia will tell you the answer to your question. So, please follow me, Mrs. Rhodes.” The Indian girl refused her answer. Her face showed a regretful expression.

“Okay, bring me to her.”

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Andrea’s jaw almost dropped after she entered Jia’s room. She saw Priyanka was only dressed in a gold-colored bra and flimsy loincloth. She was standing like a statue with a serving tray in her hand beside a Young Chinese girl sitting on a chaise lounge who was busy playing with her phone. Her skin was now a lot more tanned than what Andrea recalled. Priyanka's long black hair was styled in a high braided ponytail. Priyanka was giving her an exotic middle eastern belly dancer or a harem **** vibe.

“P-priyanka?” Andrea stuttered in shock.

The sudden yell of shock took the Chinese girl’s attention away from her phone.

“Oh, you are here already?” said the Chinese girl.

Andrea observed the girl warily. Jia was indeed a beautiful girl, she could give some K-pop girl group members a run for their money in terms of beauty. Her long silky black mane ran down her back. Her black pupil was as black as night. Andrea felt that she was gazing at the abyss when their eyes met. It took Andrea a great effort to tear her gaze from her eyes.

Her body was slender, and she had shapely long legs. Jia wasn’t too big in her chest department, she was barely a B cup. All the women in the room currently have bigger breasts than her. Andrea was at least 36DD, both Chanda and Tiffany were 32C, and Priyanka had the biggest breast among them with her being 36E.

The Chinese girl was dressed in a skimpy crop top and controversially short miniskirt. Andrea could see that the young girl didn’t even bother to wear any panties.

Andrea frowned. Her overall first impression of Jia after a moment of observation was pretty bad. If there was one word she could use to describe the young Chinese girl, it would be ‘outrageous’.

“Are you Jia Wanqing? What are you doing to them? They are not behaving like themselves!” Andrea accused the girl angrily.

“Nothing big, they just accept their new role and position in life I gave them after I replaced their old role. I want to be the school valedictorian and straight A student. I think it better to leave such a role to an Asian student like me, rather than a white girl like your daughter, right, my silly little beta follower’?”

“Yes, Mistress Jia, you should be the school valedictorian and straight A student instead of me. It is my honor to be you dumb, simping, beta follower. I should not try to act smart, I should embrace being dumb and let people know that I’m just a dumb girl. I should be known as your silly little beta follower’, and not by any other title and name by letting others know how pathetic I am.” Said Tiffany like she was reciting a mantra she had said countless times.

“Silly little beta follower?” Andrea was caught off-guard by what Tiffany said. She just couldn’t believe that her daughter willingly degraded herself to this point.

“Yes, your daughter is my ‘Beta Follower’, the Indian mommybitch here is ‘Harem’s Toy’. And her daughter is ‘Domestic housemaid.’ I name them after the roles I assigned them. Are you wondering why they just accept the role and behave accordingly?”

Andrea hesitatingly nodded her head. “why?”

“Do you believe that everyone has a role in this life they need to follow, Andrea?”

“Yes,” Andrea nodded her head once again.

“Good that we are on one page here. A role we do is a part of our identity. Our identity is deeply engraved in our mind. Everyone has an identity that we attached to, it is what makes us an individual. This identity was not only about name, but a role we do. So, a role we do define what kind of person we are. When I turned 18 just a few months ago, I awakened some kind of power; I can take a role from someone’s mind and traits associated with these roles. After I take their role, I can assign them other roles. For example, I take the role of your daughter as a straight A student and then take some of her intelligence. After I take her role as a straight A student, her mind has a gap to fill, otherwise she will cease to be an individual with identity and just be an aimless zombie if I don't fill the gap without giving her a new goal or a new role to complete her identity. I, in my utmost generosity, then gave her a role as my beta follower to fill the gap of the straight A student role that I took from her. Once I assign her a new role, her mind is totally wrapped by the new role I put on her head. I did the same to this pair of Indian mother and daughter. I took Chanda's role as the class ‘easygoing popular girl’. I hate how popular she was, so I took her confidence and social skills from her and effectively turned her into a socially awkward girl. I then gave her a role to be the ‘Domestic Housemaid’. A domestic housemaid fit her new nature as a socially awkward girl. For her mother, I took her role as a strong, independent woman. The mommy bitch now took pleasure from being ordered around and not thinking on her own. I then gave her the role of Harem’s toy. As Harem’s toy, she didn’t need to think ever again, she let me command her around. If I tell her to dance, she will dance, if I tell her to stay still as a mannequin she will stay still.” Jia described how she got the three women under her control.

“That's just unbelievable. I can’t believe your words,” Andrea responded.

“I don’t need you to believe me, because you will experience it soon. ” Jia grinned wickedly.

“What do you mean? Don’t try to do something weird to me or I will call the police here! Also, while I don’t believe your words, I want you to turn them back to normal again!” Andrea threatened Jia back.

“Oh, I already do something to you, do you think I’m just explaining things to you? No, I know you are a highly-educated scholar who was curious for knowledge. With me lecturing you and explaining my power to you, I take your role as a lecturer. Right now, I have drained some of your knowledge.”

“What? "After she heard what Jia said, Andrea tried to recall some of the advanced subjects she was a master at, but she couldn’t understand a thing about them anymore. She was trying to remember some easier subject, at one moment, she could still recall it, but she could feel the knowledge fleeting out of her mind. Oh no, she really drained my knowledge!

“Please stop, I don’t want to be a dumb bimbo.” Andrea pleaded.

“Don’t worry, you will not be a dumb bimbo, a silly little bimbo is your daughter’s role after all. I already have a role in mind for you.”

Andrea felt her mind go foggier as the moments passed. She felt that she had forgotten a lot of things.

What am I doing here? Why am I here? Don’t I need to do my job? But what is my job? Who am I? I can’t even recall my name.

The MILF just stood there, slack jawed, dull eyes, brain empty. She was waiting for someone to fill her with purpose once more.

“I took most of your advanced education, but as I said, I will not make you a bimbo, at least not a braindead bimbo. You have a highschool dropout level of education, but your eagerness to learn is still there. But formal education will not be something you have any interest to learn, you will be my ‘Cool Mommy’. You will smoke, drink, popping pills, and dress like a sexy badass biker bitch. You will also be greatly interested in Chinese culture, but you can only learn some trivia. You need to learn a bit of Chinese language because you are going to be my ‘Cool Mom’ afterall. You are so eager to be thought of as the ‘Cool Mommy’, you will emulate what the ‘cool kid’ does, like bullying a weak beta girl like the silly little beta girl there. In fact, it will be what you will do first after you regain your awareness, you are **** to prove that you are cool mom, so bullying her right here is a great way to prove how cool you are to me. Being a ‘Cool Mommy’ is your role.”

Light began to shine on her eyes again. Andrea gradually regained her awareness back, but she wasn’t the same Andrea before, she was not Andrea the lecturer, but the Cool Mommy, she was not even Andrea. She was filled with a new purpose, which was to be the coolest mom for her dearest daughter, Jia Wanqing.

Andrea turned her gaze from Jia to her other daughter, Tiffany. Andrea showed a cruel smile to her real daughter. In her mind, she was no longer registering Tiffany as her daughter, her daughter was only Jia Wanqing. Tiffany was just her daughter’s silly little follower she could bully as she wished.

“Ugh, why are you standing beside me? Go down on your knee right now, bitch, a beta bitch like you should be on your knee worshiping me and my daughter,” Andrea didn’t even wait for Tiffany to go down on her knee on her own, but kicked the girl’s calf to tackle her down. Andrea kicked them hard without holding back to **** Tiffany to go down on all four.

“Finally, you bitch understand your place. You should learn to walk on all four from now on while I am around. Do you understand, bitch.”

Tiffany nodded her head in fear, “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Andrea suddenly yanked Tiffany’s hair roughly. “Wrong, you only use Mistress for my daughter, you answer me with ‘Yes, Ma’am.’ repeat it!”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Tiffany whimpered.

“Louder, I can’t hear you.”

“Yes, Ma’am!” The blonde girl used all her strength to yell.

“Good.” Andrea released her grasp and then turned to look at Jia with an anticipating expression. She wanted her dearest daughter to give her approval.

Jia let out a chuckle before saying to the waiting Andrea. “You are such a lànbī now, Mama. I love it.”

“Lànbī? What does that mean my dear daughter?”

“Oh, that means you are a ‘Cool mom’.”

“Ah, thank you for the praise, dear.”

Jia was holding her laugh when seeing Andrea felt happy after she insulted her that she was such a rotten cunt.

“I will reward you for being such a cool mom, come, crawl here, you dear daughter’s cunt is so wet. I want to you lick my cunt. ” Andrea lifted her skirt and gave Andrea a clearer view of her pussy.

“Yes, dear.” Andrea dropped on all four beside Tiffany. She then crawled toward Jia as the girl commanded. Andrea didn’t care about her dignity; she was a cool mom after all. A cool mom was cool enough to crawl on all four and lick her daughter’s cunt.

THE END

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