Can I think on it?

Serra did not want to upset Nick since he had always been such a good friend. She looked at the clock and noticing how late it was she said. “I need to get home and make dinner for my kids. Talk to you tomorrow.” Nick nodded as he left her office. Serra gathered her things and walked to her car. On her way out she passed the HR office and heard moaning coming from inside. Shaking her head in annoyance, she hurried on her way.

Thirty minutes later Serra was walking through the front door to her home. She took her shoes off and put them on the rack by the door and made her way to the kitchen. She was halfway there when she heard a strange man’s voice.

“Hey mom.” Matt said as he came out of the living room.

Serra looked at the naked man’s face and her heart stopped. “John is that you?” She asked unsure of what was going on.

Hearing his mother call him his dead father’s name, Matt sighed and used the world pen to write recognizable as Matt Smith no matter what he looks like on his arm.

Serra’s eyes widened in shock as she recognized her son. “Matt what happened to you?” She asked as she looked him over. Her pussy had started to tingle as she found herself thinking some very unmotherly thoughts about her son. Seeing his giant cock her mouth fell open and she couldn’t stop staring at it.

Noticing how his mom was reacting Matt smiled and put the collar around her neck reaching behind her to strap it in place.

“Wait what are you doing?” Serra asked as her son’s actions snapped her back to attention. She reached up and felt the leather collar around her neck. When Matt pulled his hands back, she noticed the watch on his wrist and she angrily asked. “Is this a breeding slut collar young man?” Matt flashed her a charming smile and she felt her knees grow a little weak as she tried to stay angry.

“It sure is slut. Now get out of your clothes so we can do what you were born for.” Matt said as he reached up and started to unbutton her blouse.

Serra didn’t know what had happened to her son, but she didn’t like the effect he was having on her. “I’m your mother not some street whore.” She said as she tried to will her body to move so she could stop him. “Plus you have to ask someone to be a breeding slut not claim them like an object.” She continued as she felt her will start to waiver in the face of his attention.

Matt smiled at his mother as he massaged her breast and said. “You haven’t said no.”

Serra realized he was wright as she let out a small moan when he pinched her nipple. Mustering her will power she looked at her son and said.