Idea by Curti9
"I think your mother would be the best fit" Edgar said, pushing Lily's skin aside. She was lying lifeless and even a little sad on the floor, the girl who was just wondering was defeated by her own fantasy.
Edgar untied Martin's legs and began to immerse him in his mother's costume. They were even the same height. Martin screamed into the gag as the skin began to envelop him. Maybe he was pleased, or maybe disgusted by the very thought that he could become his mother.
Edgar did not hesitate, and Martin's small penis was soon hidden by the pussy of the suit. She was still wet. Edgar plunged his fingers into it and listening to Martin's moans, he wondered if everything would happen the same way as with him, or would the mother's consciousness give in and lose?
Something splashed on Edgar's hand. Martin rolled his eyes and seemed to lose consciousness.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I completely forgot about you, I see you liked the female orgasm"
While he was out, Edgar decided to finish his transformation quickly. Having untied his hands, he put them into the sleeves of the suit, the mask itself fell on his face and began to envelop his face itself. Soon the suit began to shrink and tighten, the gap on his back disappeared.
Edgar tied Martin back up so he wouldn't get out of his mother's costume. He tied him up so that he was lying with his legs spread, his hands were tied behind his back, and in his mouth he had mom's tights, which were tied with another tights.
"What a cutie, you haven't changed at all" Edgar said, preparing his penis.
He went inside without warning. Martin woke up in horror from the inexplicable feelings that came from below, he was penetrated. He screamed into the gag and started swinging from side to side. But it was useless.
Martin began to have thoughts in his head:
"Sex... How good it is to have sex... Pleasantly... I want it not to end..."
These thoughts were interrupted by the spreading warmth inside your stomach, Edgar came hard, and you came a few seconds after him, fixing these obsessive thoughts.
Martin's mother had a weak will, unlike Edgar, so she could not interact with the carrier, her mind was almost not in a suit, all that remained was her lustful depraved desires. And the costume has a goal to enslave the wearer by imposing all the worst that was in the person who became the costume. Maybe his mother didn't want to do this with her son, but the willpower was too little to somehow resist it. Therefore, Martin was trapped, and the more Edgar **** him, the faster the transformation would be completed.
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