A meeting with an Alpha Mom

“Hey baby,” Jessica said, sitting on the couch. “I ordered us some pizza. How was your day?”

“Cool, thanks mom!” Rudy smiled, hugging her before diving in. “Pretty good, classes were all right and I got to work on a pretty nice rig at the shop.”

Jessica ran her hand through his hair, smiling at him as he devoured the pizza in front of him. “Rudy, I…”

“What is it mom?” he looked at her, concerned. “Did dad do anything? He is such an asshole. You should just divorce him. We’ll manage. I don’t care about the money. We’ll just get a small apartment, the two of us. I’ll get an extra job.”

Jessica hugged her son, inadvertently burying his face inside her cleavage. “You are so sweet baby. Don’t worry okay, that’s my job. I’m your mom.” She felt him hug her back, sighing happily with his face pressed into his mother’s breasts. She also felt something else, something harder, pressing against her leg. He must have noticed too as he quickly pulled away, not looking her in the eye. Jessica decided she’d pretend to not have noticed anything. “I don’t want you worrying baby, you’ve got enough on your plate. Mommy’s got everything handled.” She kissed him on the cheek, seeing another twitch in his pants at the close contact. “Now eat your pizza. Tell me, any cute girls in your class?”

“Mommm!”

As she stood there washing the dishes later, she couldn’t help but remember the sizable bump in Rudy’s pants that pressed against her. “I did that” she murmured. “I still got it.” She smiled, resolving to do whatever it took, going along with whatever Rebekah suggested, for Rudy’s sake as well as hers. She hoped she had enough batteries, her imagination running wild with what Rudy would do with her once they were in the OZ. Or rather, she smirked, what she would do to Rudy. Jessica had a lot of catching up to do and Rudy had better be up to the task!

Rudy was gaming when he heard some noises coming from his mother’s bedroom. They almost sounded like… moans? He hadn't heard his father come home and besides, he couldn’t remember a time when his father had actually been able to make his mother make any kind of enthusiastic sounds during sex. No, these sounds meant his mother had taken out her vibrator. Rudy gently put his headset down and snuck up the hall, hoping she’d left the door open. Rudy would never forget the first time he’d seen her masturbating. He’d just turned 18, his father off on a bender somewhere.

And then, as if it had been just for him, a late birthday present, she’d left the door almost completely open. Splayed out, completely naked, one hand on her breast and the other feverishly working a vibrator. The sight had made him come in his pants almost immediately. In the year since it had happened sporadically, and she’d been much more cautious with the door. Still, every now and then, he was able to watch her, fuelling his fantasies for weeks to come. And, coming up on the door and seeing a sizable gap for him to peek through, it looked like tonight was another good night.

Her head tilted back as she moaned, laying flat on her back as her heavy breasts shook together with her body. She had closed her eyes, one hand was rubbing her clit as the older held the vibrator, moving in and out of her pussy.

Rudy knelt in front of the door, trying to make sure that even if she opened her eyes she wouldn’t see him as he started jerking off. “Fuck… Rudy… take me… breed me…”

“No way,” he breathed before losing control and jizzing all over the floor. He saw her open an eye and he ran, quickly wiping his splooge off the floor, praying she didn’t see him. “That didn’t happen,” he said to himself, safely back in his room. “That did not happen!” By the time the morning came he’d come an additional three times, but convinced himself he’d imagined it.

Jessica on the other hand didn’t have to imagine anything. She smiled as she went to the door she’d seen her son peeking from, dragging a finger through the semen he’d hadn’t properly wiped and licking it off. “You’re mine now baby boy,” she said softly. “All mine.”

The two women stood awkwardly before embracing one another. “I’ve missed you” they each said, simultaneously. Both women laughed, sitting down in Rebekah’s hotel room. Rudy was attending classes and Barry was at his job.

“Melissa told me about your situation. I’m not as nice as her, so I’m going to say ‘I told you so’ many, many times. Loudly too.” Rebekah took a sip of her coffee before rummaging through her purse and taking out a small pillbox. “I’m also going to help you fix everything. Me and Melissa… well we have a different situation. But I think our solution is going to help you too. Before I say anything, I need to swear you into secrecy. This could have all of us collared and put into the public stocks, you understand? I’m taking a risk here.”

Jessica gulped, looking at the little box Rebekah was holding before steeling herself. “Whatever it takes.” Jessica looked Rebekah firmly in the eyes before repeating herself. “Whatever it takes. I promise I won’t betray your trust.”

Rebekah smiled. “A while back I was working on some research; you remember the Peter Jordan thing, in Bull Creek? Jessica nodded. “Pearson’s wanted a new kind of ****, to prevent a repeat of that. Keep Beta’s more docile, that sort of thing. The program was shut down; I’ll tell you all about that later if you want; but I kept working on it at home. What I eventually got was a **** that, if taken, created a pair bond between a woman and the person who drank her breast milk. If used correctly, this could steer behaviour without the other person ever realizing it.”

“You’re saying....” Jessica said, not finishing her sentence.

“I’m saying, you take these,” Rebekah pushed the pillbox over, "once a day and then squirt some milk into his morning coffee or whatever. Then after a day or so, talk about how good some of the husbands of your friends are doing in Queen’s River; how much fun they’re having as Alphas, fucking everything in sight. Leave this laying out in the open.” Rebekah pulled out a magazine with a wanted ad for a strip club manager. “He’ll think the whole thing is his idea. I know the owner, so if Barry calls he’ll get the job, twice his current salary.”

“He’d jump at the idea of being able to ogle and fondle strippers… but what if he takes the job and still tries to sell me?" Jessica shook her head" Besides, he’d see it was an OZ and immediately realize what will happen. He’s an asshole, not an idiot.”

“He won’t. Even if he doesn’t consciously realize it, the milk will create a dependence on you. For him it would be like leaving behind a limb. He also won’t question any suggestion you give, as long as you’re subtle about it. If he says anything, just respond with something like ‘I don’t think you need to worry about that dear’. And as soon as you’re there, it won’t matter, because Rudy, that scrumptious boy of yours, will be in charge. And you’ll be in charge of him.”

“You want me to **** my own son as well?” Jessica raised her voice, shocked at the suggestion.

“Yes. You have to. Rudy is a smart kid, and if you don’t, he’ll figure it out. The timing is all too perfect. No, you have to keep him happy and content with a liberal amount of breastfeeding and pussy.” Rebekah put a hand on her friend's knee. “You’re not hurting him Jessica, quite the opposite. And he wants you. You know he does.” Jessica nodded in spite of herself. “You’re giving him a better life. And you’ll be able to undo at least some of the damage Barry has done. The bond allows you to mould him. You’ll give him confidence, and happiness. He can be the man he would have been with a better father. Trust me, you’re doing this for him”

“I.... I need to think about this.” Jessica said.

Rebekah smiled. “Of course, it’s a big decision. Let me know when you’ve made up your mind and I’ll set the wheels in motion on my end. Oh, and be careful” she added. “If you take the pill today, you have to lactate tonight and destroy that batch. The first batch is too powerful. Too concentrated. You need to flush the first set of hormones out of your system before you can actively use it. Otherwise the person who drinks it would become completely dependent on you”

It had only taken a few hours for Jessica to start lactating. She stood over the sink with the first batch, remembering what Rebekah had told her. She was about to pour it out when Barry called to say he was staying over at a friend's house (read, random woman he bullied into fucking him). After some choice comments from him, Jessica made her decision.

When Rudy came home he’d get a nice home-cooked meal and a taste of what it would be like as the man of the house. If it felt right, that would be their future. If not… well she’d cross that bridge when she got to it. He’d never turn out like his father, she’d make sure of that. Rudy would stick with her, follow her lead.

Now… what to wear… Jessica smiled, this was going to be fun.