Factory Reset

"Let's start things off with something simple. Could both of you stand up and face me?" I asked.

Both Mom and Jess nonchalantly complied. They simply got up from their spots at the dining table and stood up straight. They looked content and a little relieved. it was almost as if they have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"Alright, sweetie. We're facing you. Now what?" Mom asked.

At this point, I was genuinely unsure of what I wanted and what I was expecting to happen. But taking things one step at a time seemed to be working so far, so I might as well try to take things as slow as I can. Unfortunately, that was thrown completely out of the window with my next request.

"Show me your true selves. Show me what you actually are if you didn't have to mimic humans."

A reasonable request, I thought. If they said that they spent their entire lives mimicking humans, then getting them to stop doing that and putting their mind in the form of a blank slate would be a perfect starting point. That makes perfect sense. My brain thought it would be a good first step.

Which is why I was taken completely off guard when both my gorgeous mother and my smoking hot sister starting stripping their clothes off of their body. I tried to open my mouth to stop them, but no words came out. Years from now, I will be unable to say whether I didn't say anything out of shock, or out of arousal for my own family members. Regardless, it would not have changed the outcome, as I watched the two hottest women I've ever seen in my life strip their clothes off of their body.

I could have said something when my mother started to take her shirt off, revealing her massive and succulent tits, but I didn't. I could have stopped Jess when she started to take off her underwear and neatly fold it up and put it down on the dining table like her mother had just done, but I didn't. I could have done literally anything when both my own mother and sister stood in front of me, stark naked with their pussies out on display for me to gawk at for as long as I wanted, but I didn't.

And once they had finished, they had went back to the placing where they were standing originally, their clothes neatly put away on the dining table, and both their faces just went completely neutral. No emotion, no hint of anything behind the eyes. They stopped breathing, which was weird, and I tried to feel their pulse but there was nothing there.

The only reason I didn't think they were dead was because after they had become less than statues, I simply asked "Are you guys alright?"

"Yes, Jason. We are fine. This is our true selves." they both said simultaneously