He discovers a new property of his girl juices.

When Adam woke up, he felt as if his body was burning up. He felt hornier than he had ever been, his pussy soaking wet and drooling onto the sheets. He bit his lip to keep from moaning. The worst thing to happen now would be for his mother to hear him and find out. But his self-control was fading quickly; despite having had an amazing orgasm just before sleeping, his libido was out of control. Whimpering, he tried to keep his hands close to his chest, but his shaking fingers only brushed across the sensitive little mounds there, pleasure emanating right into his core.

Agitated, he lay on his back, arms spread to the side and grabbing the sheets desperately, muscles weakened from the throbbing need between his legs. His deep, sucking breaths dragged his crinkling nipples along the covers from below. A deep, pained groan rose from him - he had to hold out, keep from touching himself. If he did, he might change further!

But it seemed his groan had been heard. His door opened a crack and the worried voice of his mother sounded out.

"Sweetie? Are you okay? Should I get a doctor?"

"No- oh! Oooh, I'm fu-fuh fine," Adam moaned, kicking himself internally. He should not have answered at all and pretend to be sleeping. Now his mother would find out for sure.

"That doesn't sound like it, young man!" With that, Adam's mother Monica entered the room, looking concerned. When she saw him laying on his back, breathing hard and a sheen of sweat covering his face, she hurried over.

"Oh sweetie, you look tuh-," she stopped in the middle of her sentence, taking a deep breath through her nose. Her pupils dilated until almost no iris was left visible.

"Mmmmh, that smell... Oh sweetie, I feel so..." Adam's mom did not have to complete that sentence. Her hardening nipples poking through her top said enough. Adam stared at her, arousal momentarily forgotten. Before he could react, his mother yanked the covers of him. The silk sheets rushing across his sensitive body elicited a soft moan from Adam, while the cool air on his soft body clashed with his heated skin.

Immediately, Monica's eyes shot towards his damp crotch, her face taking on a hungry look. Adam tried to cover himself and scoot away, but his hands brushing over his burning sex only intensify his lust and made him double over. When recovered, Adam could feel his mother's hands on his thighs. Staring down his body, between the shallow valley of his breasts, he could see Monica's eyes fixated on his crotch, pupils still dilated heavily.

Breathing in deeply, Monica began spreading Adam's legs. He tried to resist, but he felt so weak, and an insidious, traitorous part of him knew what was coming - and welcomed it. Slowly, inch by inch, Adam's thighs were **** apart and soon, Monica was able to press her nose into her son's hands covering his pussy, desperately trying to keep her away. Sucking in a deep lungful of Adam's scent, Monica shuddered in bliss, her breath tickling Adam's labia and sending little sparks up his spine. His lust started to rise again, slowly overpowering his horror.

Still, Adam knew what would happen if this continued. Further changes were pretty much guaranteed. He took his hands of his sodden snatch, palms slick with his juices, and tried pushing away his mother, smearing her hair in the process. But this only served to give her access to her prize - within a fraction of a second, Monica had buried her face between Adam's legs, deep breaths sucking in his scent, her tongue dancing over his lower lips.

"Hnnnnghooooh... Mom, we... ah! We can't ... mmmmh..." Adam moaned, pleasure overtaking his being. He tried again to push Monica away, but his arms barely had any strength left. His mother groaned into his crotch, voice muffled, her tongue burrowing deeper into his folds. The stimulation made Adam throw back his head, senses overwhelmed by the sensations. The cucumber had been good and reached so very deep, but Monica's hot tongue lapping his gushing honeypot was miles better.

"Aaaannnhhh... We can't... we ca... Aghnnh... I can't..." Adam's defenses crumbled before the relentless **** of bliss. Instead of pushing away his mother away, he now pulled her head closer, caressing her slickened hair, moaning appreciatively. Monica took this to intensify her ministrations: moving up his folds, she planted a wet kiss on his engorged clit.

"NNAAAH! Oh god... oh god... too much... This... Aaaah!" Adam writhed in pleasure, hands shooting to his sides and clawing into the sheets. The incredible feeling rushed through his body, making his toes curl and his eyes flutter. It seemed to pool in his chest and hips, but Adam barely noticed as his mom had now sucked in his throbbing nub into her mouth and let her tongue play over it. Wave after wave of bliss washed over Adam, juices gushing out of him where it was quickly lapped up Monica.

When the feeling subsided somewhat, Adam looked down again at his mother and realized that the valley between his breasts was not so shallow anymore. With every of his deep, moaning breaths a bit more jiggle was added to them. The sight doused the fires of his lust somewhat. Exactly what he feared was happening right before his eyes! He grabbed each breast with one hand, trying to slow their growth, but he soon realized his mistake. The combined stimulation of his throbbing nipples pressing into his palms, the growing flesh pressing into them and Monica's continued **** on his nethers was too much for his inexperienced mind.

In a corner of his mind, he was screaming at himself to stop, to keep this from happening, but he just didn't care all that much anymore. Adam was chasing the feeling from before, caressing his blossoming boobs, pinching and twisting his nipples while his mother kept up her work down below, using all her experience from her active sex life to make her transformed son gush as much of his juices as she could coax out of him. Her hands on his thighs slowly started sinking into them as they, too, started plumping up along with his butt and hips. The added mass in Adam's hindquarters changed the angle of his crotch, giving her easier access to her bounty, which she then assaulted with renewed vigor.

"Mom, I'm.. oh GOD!... Aannh... I'm almost... OoooAAAH!" Adam convulsed on his sheets, back arching, pressing his crotch into Monica's face. A large amount of girlcum splashed over her face. The sudden movement made her rear back, sitting up on Adam's bed. She then proceeded to swipe and lick as much of Adam's juices into her mouth, slurping it down noisily with small hums of content. After she was done, she changed positions to take the head of her twitching and shuddering son in her lap, stroking his hair lovingly.

A little later, Adam had recovered from the aftershocks running through him. Looking up at his mother's love-filled eyes, he froze. Not only had he cum several times, it had been his own mother who made him cum! What should he do now?!