Breed your mother

"Pin your son to the mat," the trainer commands.

You feel your mother tighten her grip and increase the pressure to hold you in place.

"Now sway your tits slowly over your son's face."

Holding your wrists in place, your mother slowly twists her upper body over your head,

You can't help be stare at her massive tits. Your focus is on her puffy red nipples, My mouth even goes a little dry as you think only of those globes hovering over you.

You hear her trainer's voice but the exact words are lost as your center of attention are the undulating udders.

Over the next couple of minutes, you feel your body relax. The next couple of minutes you feel a part of your mind sink lower into a trance. A sense of complete trust in what the trainer says washes over you. You not only trust him you feel compelled to obey him. Now you listen intensely to the words he is saying.

"10. You are completely relaxed and open to my suggestions. Your cock only gets hard for women who are older than 35 years of age. You find women 35 years and older the sexiest creatures in the world. Wrinkles make you hard. A little flab is sexy. A sag to a breast turns you on. You can no longer get hard for a woman under 35 years old. You have no interest in pert, young breasts. Tight, young pussies makes your cock limp.Any women under 33 years of age does not excite you. How old is your mother?"

"She just turned 35 years old," you hear yourself say in a faraway voice."

"And you desire her," the trainer asks.

"Oh God yes," your voice grunts in passion. You feel your cock harden in your shorts.

"It's only natural. Women 35 years and older are beautiful and sexy. The thought of fucking them arouses you. In fact, you are now obsessed with fucking only women 35 years old and older, aren't you?"

"Oh God, yes."

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"How old is she?"

"My age."

"Is she sexy?"

For the briefest moment, you remember how hot she is then nothing about her excites you anymore. Her D-cup tits lose any interest for you. The thought of her wet pussy is making your cock soften. The kissing, petting, and fucking with her fades away as if it were as interesting as a class in algebra.

"You can still date her but you won't fuck her anymore. She's beautiful but not sexy. No matter what she does, your dick will never get hard for her anymore."

You feel your dick grow limp at the thought of sex with her.

"Have you had sex with other women?"

"Yes," you respond as you recall the other young girl you pounded. Your cock wilts a little more.

"How old were they?"

"Around my age," you sigh.

"No. Now you remember they were all 35 years old and older. All your memories of fucking is with older women at least twice your age. Every memory of fucking a young girl is now replaced with the memory of fucking an older, more sexy woman."

And just like that, every image you can recall sexually is of an older woman. Your dick get hard again.

"You love fucking older women."

"I love fucking older women."

"And now that your mother is 35 years old, what do you want to do with her?"

"Fuck her, of course," you moan.

The trainer leans close to your mother's ear. "And what do you want to do with your son?"

"Fuck him, of course," she moans.

"Yes," the trainer says," It is only natural."

Your mother grips loosens and she starts rubbing her crotch against your hard dick. You start grinding your cock against where you imagine her sexy 35-year-old pussy is.

"At this very moment, both of you have completely forgotten about birth control. Any thought of contraceptives has evaporated from your mind. You cannot remember what condoms and birth control pills are or even look like."

The trainer leans close to your ear. "A condom now makes you limp." You can't remember what the thing in your wallet is used for.

He rises a bit to your mother's ear. "Birth control pills make you sick." Your mother forgets about her prescription. She doesn't remember what those pills in her purse are for.

"You two love to fuck."

You and your mother thoughts shift from a vague concept of birth control to fucking each other again, because it is only natural.

The trainer leans close to your ear. "You find the round, large belly of a pregnant woman and even greater turn-on. When you cum, you will imagine your mother pregnant. In your mind's eye, you will see her tits ripe with milk, her ass swollen, her belly round, soft, and carrying your child."

He leans next to your mother's ear. The thought of receiving your son's seed increases your orgasm. You are fascinated with the idea of getting pregnant by your son. It will start to become a compulsion within you."

The trainer stands up and takes a step back.

He shouts, "Now wake up and take off your clothes!"

He claps his hands

Your eyes flutter. You shake your head a bit.

You and your mother stare at each other for a moment.