His mother!

His mother!

Jack could tell it was his mother from her face, even though she lacked any other colors besides the light brown chocolate that made up her entire body. Everything was chocolate, she lacked any sort of distinct colors in her eyes, hair or lips. Just one giant shemale chocolate bunny, who was currently smearing his shirt with syrupy chocolate cum. She smelled like cocoa and she was slightly warm regardless of what she was currently made out of. But there was no mistaking it as his mother. She looked a lot younger and way more voluptuous than she ever did before. As a mascot of course she gained enhanced sexuality, youth and virility.

Orkara he could handle, whoever she used to be at least it wasn't a family member, or a relative. Now it was his mother and he couldn't have been more ill prepared. He was still recovering from lusting after watching Orkara do her job, and now his mother had become another sexual marketing tool.

“Oh Honey I'm so excited!” she says wiggling her hips back and forth, causing her dick to whip back and forth sending syrup flying everywhere.

“Mom...I....what....you have a.....I...mean you got a....a...” Jack stuttered. She nodded.

“Of course I do honey, I'm the main ingredient in Wankin Wonka chocolates! Nothing better than a wanka in your mouth!” She saluted, grabbing her dripping cock and striking a pose. A pose he would later see grace the wrappers of various chocolate candy products wherever he went.

“Holy crap you're a mascot!” Jack shouted, His mother just hopped in place, swinging her cock around like a ch1ld and spreading syrup everywhere.

“The best there is sugar! Say...you wanna free sample!?” She questioned suddenly. Jack was distracted by the mess she was making, her cock never seemed to stop dripping even for a second.

“Umm...Ma...you're making a huge mess with your...uh....yeah” Jack finished lamely. His mother looked confused and then smiled brightly, showing that even the inside of her mouth, teeth and tongue was all just solid chocolate.

“Dont worry sweetie pie, melts on your insides, not on the carpet!” She wagged her finger suggestively, indicating that other orifices would be preferable than your mouth. Jack stared at the stain on his smeared shirt and was surprised to see it quickly evaporating, along with the rest of the chocolate that had been flung about the house. The only chocolate left was constant dripping from his mothers mighty chocolate bar.

“Okay...and I'll...uh pass on the free sample I dont feel comfortable...I mean you're my mother!” Jack whined. His mother winked cutely and cocked her hip, giving him a mischievous smile.

“Tsk Tsk Tsk honey, what naughty thoughts. Sorry, but this bad boy is company property. Only for production purposes!” She said fondling her cock all the while. Jack fidgeted.

“However I can still give ya a taste straight from the main source!” She said, as she reached up and grabbed one of her floppy rabbit ears, straightened it out and snapped it off of her head with a loud clack of breaking a piece of a candy bar. Jack stumbled slightly.

“Holy crap....mom, you broke yourself are you okay! Are you hurt?” Jack worried. His mother just smiled.

“Of course not, chocolate is full of endorphins, I feel great! And dont worry as soon as it's eaten or evaporates poof! It comes right back. Trust me I taste great!” She spouted, depositing what was now a solid piece of chocolate rabbit ear in his hand.

“Uh...I dunno” Jack was a bit scared, his voluptuous shemale chocolate bunny of a mom was encouraging him to eat a piece of her. She suddenly gave a very animated but fake imitation of being offended and depressed.

“Please my bon bon...just a bite...I swear it's good!” She sniffed, mimicking wiping a tear off her cheek. Jack sighed and regretfully took a bite of his mother bunny ear. Jack relaxed visibly, his body went slack and he savored as the chocolate flavor washed over his tongue and smoothly flowed down this throat. It was rich and smooth without being too strong or bitter, the perfect blend of of his favorite chocolate bars all rolled into one.

“Oh...wow, that was the best thing I've ever tasted ma....you're freaking delicious!” Jack said, and even though it was true he felt compelled to say it with much more enthusiasm than usual. His mother struck the pose from before and said her catch phrase while she fondled herself.

“Nothing beats having a wanka in you mouth!” She posed and winked, Jack gave her a thumbs up and for a moment they stood there silently and then relaxed. Jack groaned.

He had seen it happen to others before, but to have it happen to him was something he wasn't prepared for. When people sampled or bought products directly from a mascot, they always enacted a sort of infomercial for the public that just seemed to happen naturally. Although no one else was around to see them, Jack now figured it was an automatic response.

“So sugar plum, I want you to tell your siblings I'll be at the Wonka factory tonight with your father and they can order whatever they want to eat on the company card!” Jack gasped.

“Wait...Dad is with you too? Umm what does he think about you're.....uhhhhhh New job” Jake said while gulping.

“Of course he's excited and He's part of the company!....and Sweetie...please call me Moka or Bunny!” She asked.

“Wait...umm...Ma...Moka. Dad's a mascot too?” Jack gasped

“Well we are partners!...say you wanna take a tour of the factory while we go see you're dad? Usually it's a VIP tour only...but I cant think of anyone more important than my little sweetie bun!” Moka smiled motherly.

“Yeah....yeah I think I should....” Jack sighed.

“Okay honey, lemme leave a note on the fridge for the others and we'll speed on to the factory” Moka clapped excitedly. Jack was concerned about how fast his family had been altered by the mascot phenomenon, his mother and now his father was...was....well something else now it seemed. Jack hoped his father was just working for the company and not part of the product line like his mother was. Bunny came back, skipping past Jack and out the front door. Putting two fingers in her mouth she gave a shrill whistle.

A sound of screeching tires was heard and from around the corner a long vintage Cadillac Seville came screeching down the street, as long as a limo colored purple and gold. Moka waved back to her son and motioned for him to hop along with her as she skipped to the car.

“Cmon! We can take the company car!” Moka skipped happily. Jack followed after her. A figure dressed in a tux walked out and opened the back passenger door for them. Jack studied the figure and could tell by the outline of the suit it was woman, however he was unprepared for the fact that her skin behind the suit was a bright cherry red, while underneath her drivers cap long braided locks of black licorice cascaded about her shoulders. She was made out of licorice like his mother was chocolate. Jack stared for a bit, while the licorice butler gave a warm inviting smile. He was yanked into the car by his mother as the door closed behind him and the only thoughts going through his head was how many more people had been turned into candy by this Wanking Wonka company.

“You're gonna love the grand tour honey! I guarantee it!” Moka squealed.