Chelsea begins to adapt

Things didn’t change too much for Chelsea. Not initially. She still went to work, made good money, and came home, but her family - now Max’s family - was changing all around her.

Brenda was still angry, but kept it to herself. Whenever she’d get grumpy, Max would look her in the eyes and start rubbing his crotch. Nothing had come of it yet, but Chelsea felt it was only a matter of time. Libby and Justin were still much the same. They were used to following along with the family, so it wasn’t too much of a change for them. It was when Max started befriending some of the other Alphas in town that Chelsea started to worry.

They were such a bad influence; always strutting around, large and in charge - which, Chelsea had to keep reminding herself, they were. She knew they were filling Max’s head with all sorts of strange, new ideas.

This was confirmed when he came home one afternoon. Chelsea was washing some leftover dishes in the kitchen when Max came in and hugged her from behind. This was no normal, platonic hug. This was full-on body contact, hips grinding into her and hands groping her breasts. Brenda had gotten her massive boobs from someone, and that someone was Chelsea.

“Max!” she gasped. “This is … new.”

“Hey Mom,” he replied. “Don’t mind me. Just keep doing what you’re doing.”

She nodded, and tried to carry on, but her son started pinching her nipples through her dress. Her body shook, and she tried to calm herself, but she could feel that she was getting wet.

“Max, please. You’re my son.”

“Exactly,” he agreed, and slipped his hands beneath her clothes and groped her bare flesh in earnest. “You feel so good.”

Chelsea tried to distract him. “How’s your college search going? Any news?”

“That’s off the table for now, mom,” he replied, undeterred. “As if I’m going to let Justin get first dibs on these babies. I hear the local colleges are quite good, or I can always do a degree online.”

“From home, you mean?”

“Yeah.” Max ground his crotch into his mother’s backside. “If push comes to shove.” He thrust against her a couple of times, then backed off. “Don’t head to bed too early. I’ve got something special to show everyone tonight.”