Grace can walk! (Among other things...)

Upon entering the living room, they saw their father Kelvin sitting on the couch still wearing his dark-blue police uniform. He was five-foot-eight, an inch shorter than Adam himself, and was in great shape for his age. With him, leaning back against the arm of the couch with her legs extended across its length, was Grace, who was having her feet expertly messaged by her husband’s large hands.

They each turned to look at their adult children as soon as they walked into the room, and Adam’s heart skipped a beat when he watched his mother eagerly turn off of the couch and stand up. Her smile was beaming as she skipped over to give him a hug, and he himself was utterly speechless. Harold and Rene were just as surprised as him, and each received a huge hug as well after she released Adam.

“Mom!” Harold was the first to say after getting his hug, staring down at his mother’s scrawny legs with wide eyes. “Your legs work again!”

“Oh, do they?” Grace giggled, taking a step back from them as her expression was beaming with joy. “I hadn’t noticed!”

“What the fuck happened?” Rene asked in a flat tone and a more suspicious than curious look on her own pretty pale face. “Did you fall and fix yourself, or what?”

“Something like that, sweetie.” She said, then rolled her eyes as she went back over to where she had been on the couch and plopped back down, allowing Kelvin to resume his dutiful task of massaging her feet, which caused Grace to shiver and sigh with satisfaction. “Mommy’s just got a new toy, one that lets her legs move again.”

“One that makes me give her foot messages too, apparently.” Kelvin said to his kids, his low and rugged voice calm and relaxed as the words left the lips of his pleasant smile. “I came home from work and saw your mother dancing around the house. I tried to ask her what happened too, but as soon as she saw me, she ran off into the kitchen. Next thing I know, I’m sitting here and rubbing her feet like it's the greatest thing ever.”

Nobody had a response to that right away, none of them knowing really what to say.

“Which it is, by the way.”

“Awe, thank you honey.” Grace giggled.

“I don’t understand.” Rene said, inquisitively crossing her arms over her bubbly bust. “What’s going on?”

“Same.” Harold said, scratching his big hairy belly over his dirty shirt in confusion. “How long have I been at the Frat?”

“Three days.” Adam whispered, feeling light-headed as he stood there stunned. The only explanations coming to his mind for what was happening were sci-fi in nature, and part of him desperately wanted to blurt out all sorts of questions while at the same time praising his poor mother for being able to walk again. “But things were more of the same before I left for work this morning... I think, anyway.”

However, something was keeping him from saying anything about the subject at hand, a strange feeling in the back of his spine that gave him a chilling sense of cause for alarm.

It didn’t help that Grace’s big smile seemed to get even wider each time the two briefly locked eyes, but she was scanning everyone for their expressions and reactions, it seemed.

Maybe it was just the fact that his parents were being so uncharacteristically lovey-dovey, Adam thought for a moment, but then again, his crippled mother was miraculously walking again, so he truthfully didn’t know what to think.

“Since I hate repeating myself, I wanted to wait until everyone got home before I spilled the beans.” Grace said after a tense moment of silent foot-rubbing, reaching up to stroke her handsome husband’s angular and freshly-shaved face, who returned the gesture by delicately running one of his hands up her left calf. She purred with a soft moan in response and reached down to pick up her laptop from the floor beside her, then opened it up before continuing. “I found a copy of a computer program that lets me change anything I want about reality itself.” She said, as if it were the most casual thing in the world.

While Adam and his overactive imagination almost instantly believed her, Harold just stood there scratching his belly as Rene laughed.

“Pfft, okay.” The young woman scoffed as her mother fiddled with her laptop. “If that’s true, then change something.”

“M’kay!” Grace happily said, still not looking up from the hidden computer screen as Kelvin continued to rub his wife’s feet with an uncaring smile on his face, totally focused on making his wife occasionally twitch and squirm with his newfound expertise. During this time, the small aging woman began to change right in front of them all.

At first, her skin became lighter and much more youthful, so much so that in just a few short seconds, Grace looked like she could be Rene’s brunette sister. After that, her figure began to fill in all the right places. Her breasts noticeably swelled to a respectable C-cup under her mid-thigh-length T-shirt, her hips slightly widened in the seat her now-perky butt was in, and her very skinny thighs plumped up and expanded just enough to give her an ample set of creamy-smooth runner’s legs.

Every jaw in the room dropped, aside from Grace’s, of course.

“Whoa!” Kelvin gasped, brazenly sliding his hands up away from her feet to bring them to her soft and very supple thighs. “H-Honey, this is amazing!”

“Aht aht aht.” Grace playfully tsked, giving his hands a gentle slap as they continued to roam further upward. “Feet, first.”

“Oh, right!” Kelvin said, quickly bringing his skillful hands back down to her teenage tootsies. “Sorry, dear. It’s just… Damn, you look good.”

“Thanks.” Grace said, gently patting him on his cheek before turning to her kids, who were still in a state of shock. “Well, do you believe me now?”

“Y-Yeah…” Rene stammered, wearing a look of horror on her pretty young face. “Magic computer program, gotcha.”

“That’s so cool!” Harold exclaimed, walking over to where his mother was standing in an attempt to see the screen. “What else can it do? How did it make your boobs bigger? Is that as big as they can-?”

“Hush sweetie, and stay put.” Grace giggled, and her eldest stopped in his tracks in the middle of the living room and stopped asking questions immediately. “A lot. I don’t know. And no, I could make them way bigger if I wanted to.”

Instead of being freaked out by his sudden paralysis, Harold’s eyes just became wider at the idea of using his mom’s program to give every woman in the world giant tits.

“Go back over there, please.”

Harold’s feet began to move on their own and he soon returned to his siblings, smiling like an idiot.

Grace’s own smile fell a bit when she and Adam locked eyes, which made him all the more nervous as to what could possibly be going on inside of her head.

“You’ve sure been quiet Adam, what are you thinking about?”

“It’s really cool that you can walk again, I’m super happy for you!” He blurted out, which caught Grace by surprise, causing her to visibly blush a bit as his eyes went wide from the involuntary words leaving his mouth. “I was wondering if you couldilphyslfabgdck...”

A hand shot up to slap himself in the mouth, muffling what he was about to say. His heart was pounding in his ears and sweat began practically pouring from his hair-line and pits. That was so fucking close, he thought to himself, staring at Grace and shaking his head ‘no’. Grace just laughed at that.

“Thank you, baby.” She said sweetly. “Now that I can move around again, I’ll be sure to make you some breakfast in the morning as a reward for being such a good son to me.”

That… actually calmed Adam down a bit. He removed his hand from his mouth and sighed, then turned over to look at Rene, who looked pissed off, for some reason. She was frowning and scowling as she pulled out her phone and began to type into it.

“Put that away, Rene.” Grace said, her voice stern and serious now. “Things are going to be changing around here now that I’m in charge, and my number one rule is not to talk to anyone that isn’t in this room about my computer program program or what it can do.”

“Huh?” Rene gasped, finding that her hands were moving on their own as they put the phone back into the heavy black purse around her shoulder. Then, her eyes became wide once her mother’s second sentence registered. “Wait, I can’t tell anyone about this? Why not?!”

“Because, you are the worst secret-keeper on the planet.” Grace said. “And if you start posting about it to Twitter, then that’ll bring some unwanted attention from unwanted people.”

“But that’s not fair!”

“And why isn’t that fair, honey?” Grace asked, her full smile returned. “Be completely honest.”

“Because I already know you’re just going to hog the program all to yourself, and all of my followers need to know that you’re already being a total bitch about it!” Rene whined as a very angry look came over her face as more **** honesty flew out of her mouth. “I’m the one who should have that program, not you!”

“... My point exactly.” She said, less than surprised by her daughter’s reasoning. “And to be frank, I’m not going to hog it all to myself.”

“Really?” Harold asked, getting more excited than he already was. “Can I borrow it for a second, then?”

“If I handed you this program right now, what would you do with it?”

“Um…” Harold said, looking up for a moment in thought as the brutally and ever-honest young man tried to decide his answer. “I dunno’, I’d probably just give everyone in the world a set of huge boobs.”

“As fun as that would be, let’s put a pin in it, for now.” Grace giggled. “Because I’m the only one that I trust with this program, nobody will get to borrow it, exactly. However, I will take one request from each of you tonight. If there’s anything in the world that you want, I’ll allow it, within reason.”

Again, silence and tension filled the air, and the three siblings looked at one-another nervously as Kelvin was still happily going to town on his eighteen-year-old wife’s soft feet.

“Well, I could use a few extra inches down below.” Harold shrugged and chuckled, openly grabbing the loose crotch of his sagging jeans, an act that the entire family had grown used to seeing on occasion. “I’ve always wanted a dick that scares people, aha.”

“Typical.” Rene groaned, rolling her eyes. “Why can’t guys just be happy with-”

“Whoa!” Harold gasped, leaning forward slightly as the already noticeable lump in his hand’s grip quickly swelled up to twice its original size. The hefty young frat boy pulled his hand away and stuffed it down into his pants, then laughed with amazement as he pulled out a soda-can-thick and ruler-length cock out from his sagging waistband for the entire living room to see.

“Jesus!” Adam blurted out, taking a step away from his older brother as the man tried to wrap his fingers around the fully-erect monster. “Dude, that thing is-”

“Gross, ew!” Rene recoiled, also getting some distance between her and Harold. “Get that thing away from me!”

He was maybe about seven-inches long mere moments ago, if Adam remembered correctly, but now he was sporting a massive and somewhat rubbery piece that looked like it wouldn’t be able to slide into the biggest of mouths.

“It’s perfect…” He said, looking over his big belly and wildly untrimmed brown bush to gawk at his newest and most favorite toy in the entire world. “And it feels so-”

“Put it away, honey.” Grace said, unable to hide her coy smirk as her son stopped in mid-stroke of his enhanced gut-shovel. He groaned his frustration at not being able to test it out right then and there, but he was still eagerly smiling.

“Thanks mom.” He chuckled. “Good lookin’ out.”

“Don’t mention it, really.” Grace giggled, then waved him off before pinching the bridge of her nose. “In fact, go have some fun with it in the shower right now, you need one.”

“Yes ma’am!” He proudly said, then did what he was told. Adam and Rene turned to watch as he went down the hall, his giant cock already out and being stroked before he even entered the bathroom.

“This is way too fucking weird.” Rene said, turning back to her young mother. “Thanks, but I think I’ll pass on getting changed like that, mom.”

“Oh.” Grace said, then shrugged. “Well, would you like something else?”

“Like, what?” The busty vixen asked, not at all expecting Grace to fulfill her half-joking request. “Can you use that program to wish me up a clone that’ll do whatever I tell her to?”

“Sure!”

“Wait, what?” Rene asked in a flat tone as she watched Grace type into her computer. “I was kidding.”

In the next instant, a human being appeared out of thin air between Adam and Rene, staring straight ahead with a blank expression on her perfect pretty face. She was exactly the same height as Rene at five-foot-six, had the same long pink-lemonade hair, and was wearing the same black tank-top and jeans short-shorts her counterpart had on. This new Rene was softly breathing, but she didn’t move or react when the main version of her waved a hand in front of her face.

“Holy shit.” Both siblings said at the same time, but only Rene had a growing smile on her face. She reached over and poked her clone’s soft cheek, and the clone still didn’t respond.

“The program says that her name is Renny.” Grace said, then giggled as she looked up to meet the eyes of her newest daughter. “And she’ll do anything you said, as requested.”

“Really?” Rene asked in a whisper, infatuated by her clone’s doll-like presence. “Hey Renny, say something.”

“Something.” She said while turning her head to face herself. Nothing else came out of her lips, and her pretty blue eyes seemed to be sparkling despite her emotionless demeanor.

“Oh my God, I love you already!” Rene squealed, wrapping her arms around her clone to give her a massive hug. Adam couldn’t help but stare at each of their notably braless breasts jiggling around in their identical tops as it happened, which caught Rene’s attention, causing her to give him a hateful look. “C’mon Renny, let’s get away from this dork and go to my room so I can show you how to stream. Ahh, this is going to be so much fun!”

Adam watched his sisters exit through the hallway and go to their room, leaving him alone with his parents.

“So, Mr. Adam…” Grace said, her voice oozing with sensuality. “What can I do for you?”

“I, uh… Well, I, uh…” He stammered, too busy focusing on how strange the entire situation was.

His mom had a reality-warping computer program that she’d used to turn herself into borderline jailbait, bring a copy of his hot sister into the world, gave his dufus brother a huge dick that Adam was sure he’d be seeing a lot of around the house, and before all of that, brainwashed his dad into being obsessed with her feet.

Now that he was up to bat for a request, what could go wrong?