Mess with Melanie’s wiring

You open your eyes to the sight of a pair of magnificent breasts, one laying atop the other, rising and falling with the breath of the woman they belong to.

There is a slightly sticky feeling around your cock (which is fully-erect and pressed against her thigh), and an unusual feeling of deep satisfaction within you.

Memories of the past day flash through your mind just then, and you grow more and more excited as it all sinks in. You weren't dreaming: the woman in bed with you is none other than Melanie, your new "mother."

“Mmm,” Melanie murmurs softly in her sleep as your morning wood jerks against her cum-slick thigh.

Lifting your free arm, you place your hand on Melanie’s waist and rub her supple skin. She smiles and snuggles closer to you, before running her fingers through your hair and pulling your face into her bosom.

Her sweet fragrance invades your nostrils as you’re engulfed by exquisitely-soft flesh. Your mouth waters instinctively, and you lick your lips before latching onto one nipple. Giving it a lewd lick, you start to feed.

"Mmhm..." You feel her hand rest against the back of your head, rubbing it gently as you coax the sweet milk from her tit. “Good morning, baby... I hope you slept well,” she continues, her eyes still closed,

You nod, teething and licking her nipple lewdly as she runs her fingers along the nape of your neck.

“Good,” she says happily. “I think I'll need a shower, once you’re done... You too, my love.” You don't miss the fact that she skirted around the reason that you both need to shower immediately.

Your hand drifts down from her waist, and is just beginning to slip onto her ass when she grabs it firmly.

“I won’t tolerate any of that, young man,” she scolds. “If you won’t listen to me while I’m being nice, then this will have to stop altogether.”

You’re shocked by how much her resistance has increased since yesterday... Completely the opposite of what you’d expected. Maybe the emotional shock of being reunited with you had made her soft, and now her temperament is back to normal?

In any case, her resistance isn't doing anything to deter you. In fact, you're lusting after her more passionately than ever.

You narrow your eyes playfully, pondering all of the fun ideas you’ve had since you first stepped into this house.

“Alright, Mommy," you say innocently, before giving her nipple a long, drawn-out suck.

“Good,” she replies, patting your hand gently. “Know that I love you, and that I don’t want to have to scold you, Son. Now, I think I should go take that shower... Your father will be up and wanting breakfast pretty soon.”

Melanie turns her back on you, discarding the blanket that covered her lower body. You smile when you see the puddle of half-dried jizz on her thigh, and plenty of fresh pre-cum dripping down her leg.

As she sits up and prepares to stand, you quickly spring from your side of the bed and wrap your arms around her from behind.

“What are you--?”

“You will not remember anything that happens during this hug, Melanie,” you whisper, dropping the innocent act. “But you will hear my words, and they will have a permanent effect on you.

You pause, and she doesn't reply... Your queue to keep going.

"You just got your son back after so long," you continue. "He’s your favorite child, and he’s also your first. Even if you want to enforce rules, punish him, do the right thing, whatever... You’ll cave he starts to seem upset and end up being a total pushover when he demands something. You’ll downplay all the obscene, sexual things he does to you as simple naughtiness, and you’ll love him all the more for it... Both as a mother and as a woman. You will gradually accept his behavior, and return his feelings as time passes."

As you continue, you grope her body without hesitation; she won't be able to remember it, so you might as well have fun.

"Since he’s your favorite son, you’ll have a strong urge to spoil him rotten... And against your better judgment, you will feel more satisfied and less guilty every time you do so. For now, this may include small things like giving him money, letting him laze around the house, doing his chores for him, buying him expensive things... But eventually, you'll be willing to do more outrageous things for him, like taking care of his erection while he nurses, or maybe even seducing him... Indulging in his fantasies. Whatever he wants, really."

Melanie flinches as you roughly grab her breasts.

“You’ll quickly start to care less and less about society’s views on ****, and as you do, you'll start to think of John in a more sexual way... To wonder what it would be like to be in a romantic and sexual relationship with your son, to allow yourself to be dominated and enslaved by him."

Melanie twitches in your arms, confused and surprised; she's hearing your words in one moment, but forgetting them in the next.

"When I stop hugging you, it will be as if no time has passed... Let's go back to the moment where I tried to grab your ass."

Satisfied with your work, you let her go with a kiss on the neck.

She sits there for a moment, and you smile at her backside. Then she turns and glares at you, her face flushed and her brow furrowed.

“What did we just talk about, young man?”

“Sorry, Mommy,” you say, smirking unapologetically. “Couldn’t resist.”

Melanie glares at you as though she has more to say, but eventually she just shakes her head and walks silently out of the room.

You laugh and stretch out on your new bed, before leaving it yourself and making your way to the bathroom.

Your morning routine is a short one, and less than half an hour later you're clean, dressed, and heading downstairs.

“Good morning, Son,” Greg greets you with a smile, raising his cup of coffee as you walk into the dining area. “Hope you slept well?”

“Sure did, Dad,” you reply, grinning even wider. “Mommy made sure to comfort me until I fell asleep, so there were no problems settling in.”

“Good to hear,” he says, leaning back and sipping his coffee. Melanie comes from the kitchen with two plates of breakfast balanced on one arm and a third in the other. As she puts the plates down, she bends over to share a chaste kiss with Greg.

"We’re happy beyond words that you’re back with us, John," he says as he prepares to eat. "Don’t hesitate to speak up if you need something, okay?"

“I definitely won’t,” you assure him, watching Melanie as she places your plate in front of you. You're particularly mesmerized by her tits, which are wobbling with every movement; she's definitely not wearing a bra.

Melanie frowns as she notices your gaze. Your first assumption is that she's still on the lookout for perverted behavior, but--

“Did you not have enough milk this morning, Honey?”

You blink.

“...No.”

Melanie puts her own plate down and stands in front of you, her fingers already moving to the hem of her T-shirt. “You should have just asked,” she says sweetly, pulling it off to reveal her huge, naked breasts.

You look up at her expectantly, but she pauses for a moment and then places a hand on your cheek.

“Do you mind if I sit on your lap? You could nurse while I stand, but I think that’d be uncomfortable for both of us.”