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Chapter 8 by Resistanceisfutile Resistanceisfutile

Asylum? Home? Escape?

Mommy knows best

this first section was originally written then deleted by an author I did not get the name of. I saved it and lightly edited it. I hope you don't mind.


Alex saw the door he wanted to move through but his body wasn't responding, nothing was responding, after just a few minutes, Eva came back.

"Come on son its time to go home, we have things to do." Eva didn't want to have her son taught by the Asylum, she was blessed. She would take care of any learning he needed. The doctor gave her a long list of prescribed activities to keep his mind on the cleavage, and off the distractions of the world. Morning tit fucks, followed by drawn out suckling sessions, assuming Alex was really good she would let him eat ice cream from her cleavage but, of course only if he was a good boy.

Alex felt his hand being grabbed as he looked at his mother but the whole world was a haze right now.

"You must be tired from the operation dear here I'll help ya up" while pushing his face into her boobs she lifted her son up the smell of her breasts brought him out of his trance.

Now smothered in her cleavage, his mommy's boobs kept absorbing him. They were like 2 planets bringing in all his attention.

"Be a good boy now we don't want a return visit anytime soon okay?" Alex managed to just nod his head and was promptly brought out the building by Eva. This visit was quite eventful.

The walk home though was uneventful he just held his mother's hand all the way back, she would mention something but his mind couldn't seem to focus on anything it kept going back into a trance like state and then finally they were home.


Once they were in the comfort of their own home Eva gave Alex a once over. The boy was exhausted. Standing there in his sweaty jeans and shirt he looked at his mother with the same vacant needy expression he wore all the way home.

"Shh...its okay honey just relax...That's it...you had a very big day today." She whispered as she laid him down on the couch next to the cum stained throw from the day before.

She smiled as she remembered his blissful surrender to her body. It would be the first of many to come. She would make sure of that.

Once she had him situated she turned to the 70' TV in front of them. Alex had insisted that he needed it for his painting tutorials, and he went on for weeks about its superior resolution and color depth. Being the meek and submissive mother Eva once was she agreed and bought him this obscenely expensive television. Alex claimed it was vital for his growth, and, looking back, Eva could not help but agree. From now on this would be the family BOOBtube and Alex would do an awful lot of 'growing' in front of it.

Eva knew just what Alex had to watch. She walked over and took out her new workout DVDs.

Work it with Whitney

10 hours of stimulating workouts to get those breasts bouncing and those pheromones pumping! Fun for the whole family!

Turning on the TV and putting in the disc, she watched as the familiar pink logo of tits growing larger before busting out of a bra filled the screen as the words _Blessed Entertainment _appeared underneath the display.

Eva then watched with a gaze of sapphic lust and envy as Whitney and her class of a dozen leotard wearing bimbos appeared on the screen.

"Hello and welcome to work it with Whitney!" A young athletic brunette with her hair pulled back in a ponytail exclaimed "I am Whitney and today we are going to give you guys at home a nice thorough workout. Isn't that right ladies?"

"Yes, Whitney!" The women behind her replied They stood with their arms behind their backs. Their chests were puffed out on full display. Their breasts could barely be contained within their leotards. There wasn't a single girl below an E cup among them. They all wore the same hungry smiles and wicked glares as they seduced the camera and the viewers behind it.

"Okay!" Whitney cheered jumping slightly causing her own J cup Jell-O molds to jiggle up and down. "Before we begin I want everyone at home to remove any tight or restrictive clothing." She instructed as her, and all the ladies simultaneously began to pull their tops over their heads filling the camera with shot after shot of glorious quivering underboob. "It is very important that you let every part of your body breathe. Just let it all out into the open air." Her top was now pulled up exposing the bottom half of her areola as it hooked onto her gigantic erect nipples that were just begging to be sucked on. " We don't want anything growing too tight or distracting while we work it, now do we?" Whitney giggled as her breast burst free from her top followed quickly by all the other girls exposing themselves to the camera one after the other. The screen filled with tit-flesh as the view slowly swept over pair after pair of perky oil soaked breasts just begging to put something between them.

Eva watched with glee as her little boy's eyes went wide as he drank in the display in front of him. Her poor little boy was exhausted. He was barely able to move. He stared blankly at the video in front of him as drool driveled down his chin. A manic possessive smile spread across Eva's face as she watched a tent slowly take shape in his pants. He was barely conscious, but one part of him was awake, and it was the only part that mattered.

"Ready?....Okay!" Whitney clapped as she led the squad in a warm-up routine of naked jumping jacks. "That's it! Nice and slow keep a nice steady rhythm!" She cheered as her breasts bounced obscenely with every word. The cameras were positioned very strategically to catch every bounce and jiggle along with every suggestive look the girls gave the camera.

"Up...and down. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Keep it nice and firm. Keep working it!"

Eva made sure that her son was fully engrossed in the work out as she watched his cock rise to full mast within his jeans. She could practically see it pulsing with need.

She stared at it unconsciously licking her lips. Her blessed motherhood told her she needed to go over there and take care of her son's painfully swollen problem. The poor boy was so exhausted that he couldn't even move! After a long and tiring day, it was a mother's job to help their son relax and take a load off. Load after load after load...

Eva took a tentative step forward then stopped in hesitation.

Doctor Bol'shiye said that it was very important that Alex not be allowed to ejaculate for the next 8-12 hours. This would allow for the chemicals coursing through his body to take hold, filling his balls to the brim, forcing his mind to adjust with his new libido...or, hopefully, be consumed by it.

Dr. Bol'shiye had given Eva a long list of things to do around the house to help ensure Alex made an easy transition to his life as a boobslave, and now was the perfect time to get started.

Eva stood momentarily frozen as she watched her son's cock and the pornographic images in front of her unsure of what to do.

What's next?

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