Phase II.VI- Investigation Date Night

Ben laid in bed, the blanket barely covered his legs, leaving his chest open. He stared at the ceiling, even as his mother was undressing in front of him. Her abs, breasts, and legs on full display.

She even posed a little to see if he noticed, and pouted when he didn't.

"Hey, babe," Ange crawled into bed with just her panties, "What's wrong?"

"Huh," Ben broke his concentration. "Oh, uhm, nothing."

"Really? Nothing?" She slid closer to him and put her hands on his chest. "You sure?"

"Fine," Ben grabbed his mother's hand, "I know you said you were fine with the changes, and I'm fine with you being fine. But something is off about this place."

"Really?" Ange gently rubbed her son's chest while listening intently.

"Yeah, I'm noticing it even at work. There's a kind of.... strange feeling coming off everyone. They're too nice or too shy. The women especially. They have this weird energy, like they want to assimilate you."

"You watch too much of that old sci-fi crap!"

"Angel, it's just weird! I don't have a good feeling about it!"

"Oh, babe," She slowly switched positions. "I didn't know."

"It's fine. I just, I just want to protect you. I don't know what this place does, but I can't just stand by. I have to figure it out."

"Oh, Baby." Ange couldn't help but be proud of her boy, and his concern. It filled her with so much joy, she crawled up and kissed Ben long and hard.

"You don't have to worry, babe. I'll be fine, you don't have to worry about me."

"I don't know, mom."

Ange thought for a minute. Ben seemed really concerned about this.

"How 'bout this: you know about our trip to the zoo tomorrow?"

"Yeah?"

"How's 'bout we do a little investigatin'?"

"What?"

"Yeah, for our 'date'", Ange giggled, "we could try to investigate what's going on."

"But... you aren't a cop anymore."

"I still know how to do it! It's ain't like it's all gone. Instead of the zoo, we could try to figure out what's the deal with this town."

"Are you sure? We don't know what we're up against!"

"Oh, it can't be that bad. The people here don't look so threatening!"

"Maybe." Ben thought to Debbie, and her creepy smile.

"Look, this is eating you up, and I really want to help you. I want to find this out for you."

_Wow, _Ben was struck just by how much his mother cared about his feelings and was willing to help, no matter her own opinion. He felt.... an attraction to his mother, a realization of just _how _much he really cared about her. And not in a familial way, but a very... strong way. He hadn't felt that since he broke up with his high school girlfriend Suzy.

It wasn't just romantic either. His mother's naked body in just her panties sparked his increasing attraction, and a tent was pitched in his underwear.

"Oh," Angel immediately spotted her son's wood, and crawled over. "You want me to take care of this?"

Ben gulped and nodded. Ange was already working.

"Let's talk strategy," Ange dropped the boxers and his penis popped out. "If we're doing an investigation, we need to have at least a concrete place to start."

"Right..." Ben stared as his mother wrapped her fingers around his penis.

"I'm thinking that Debbie works at a school." She moved her hands up and down the shaft, causing it to become fully erect. "They could have some files."

"Yeah, probably. If they're computerized, I could try to hack into her home computer." Ben moaned as his mother rubbed his dick.

"Could you do it from home?" Ange moved between Ben's legs, and put her face next to the dick.

"I... would need to go and get it from there." Ben gritted his teeth. "I don't... think these files will be... on the internet."

"I see." Angel smiled, feeling her own warmth and attraction grow. "Maybe you could break in, and get the files that way. I know you've done it before."

Ben felt a little less attraction, remembering his sometimes breaking-and-entering for hacking jobs. But his mom kept pace, and he was back.

"I don't... know if Debbie and Sita would...be home"

"Let me worry about that. I'll get them out."

"Alright." Ben closed his heads and bent his head back. "I have another idea."

Ange just increased her pace.

"Jing. It has a lot of clients. Mostly individuals, too. If I could get ahold of their finance reports, I could see where that money's going."

"That's a good start." Ange just kept increasing and increasing. Finally, Ben couldn't hold it in, and he ejaculated. The cum ran down Ange's hands, and down Ben's thigh.

"Well, can't have this ruining the sheets." Ange quickly licked the cum off Ben's thigh and perineal region before working her way up to her son's dick. She thought about going further, but given how tired they were, chose to just lick his dick a little, before licking her own fingers, making sure Ben could watch her. She crawled up Ben's body, and gave him another kiss.

"So, we have a plan?"

"We have a plan. A shame about our date, though."

"Admit it, this is a way better date idea."

"So, it's an investigation and a date."

"Why not?"

"Yeah, why not?"

Ben and Angel kissed again, and the two snuggled to bed.

---

"Alright, we're done with our exercises. Now, I get to shoot all the hoops, and you get to cheer me on" Ben, in his black undershirt and basketball shorts, stuck his tongue out at his mother, wearing a red and black one-piece suit.

"That's the deal," Ange smiled, thinking about the surprise she had in store. "I just need to get something to psych myself up a little. I'll be back."

Ange ran to the gym, and grabbed the costume she had gotten from the sports store.

Ben dribbled a bit, goofed off, before he heard his mother's footsteps.

"Ready to...." Ben jaw dropped, and he let go of the ball.

"Oh, Baby, I am." Ange was wearing a off white sweater with a red blowhorn and "SPH" on it. The sweater emphasized her breasts, and was small enough to show some of her abs and stomach. The red skirt reached down to midway below her thighs. She even wore her hair in a ponytail with a red scarf. She finished off the cheerleader outfit with pom-poms.

"Mom...." Ben was left both with the same apprehension as last night, but also aroused. Goddamn, she pulled it off. But... it was the same damn thing! She was acting so strange.

"Relax, Babe, I know you're still a bit miffed about this shit. Look, I wanted to do somethin' nice for you. I know you have a thing for the uniform. I remember how you loved Suzy in this thing, and you love cheerleaders, don't you?"

"Yeah...." Ben got nervous, both with this uncomfortable change and his clear arousal by it.

"And you only did this so that I could live out that fantasy."

"Yeah, but I didn't think you'd actually..."

"Babe," Angel walked up, "I'm doing this for you. I'm doin' this all for you. You want your little cheerleader fantasy, well, here! And honestly, even if it's a little tight, I love wearing this." She spun around for effect.

Ben was still mixed, but figured that they'll soon have the answer to what and why Angel has been acting so weird during their "Investigation Date Night."

"Alright, well, let's get this bet started."

Ange took her spot, and immediately did some cheering, moving her body around in a weirdly naturalistic way. After Ben shot some hoops, he raised at his mother.

"I looked online! Found some routines. I practiced a little!"

As Ben played hoops and Angel cheered him on (flashing her panties a few times), Ben thought about the strange situation before him. His mother was acting more and more bizarre with each passing day, but... he realized that this was making her a lot more attractive.

He always had a thing for athletic women who were also feminine and graceful. His ex Suzanne fit this description, as a multi-letter athlete (track and field, and soccer as well as cheerleading) and a consumate fashionista.

And now, his mother, his own mother, his masculine, tough-as-the-guys police detective mother, was slowly becoming that too. She still exercised as much as she did before and she was still athletic, but she abandoned her suits for dresses that were extremely feminine, very 50's/60's housewife, and she now cooked and cleaned.

Ben began to realize that he always had a thing for Amazons. Like his mom's friend Vera.... But, somehow, his mom was showing off her own Amazon form more and more, looking more like a strong woman than someone trying to act like one of the guys.

And all those factors, all those attributes, Ben came to the realization that his mother had all the attributes that he found attractive in women. And despite her out of character behavior, he was starting to really like this woman. Like, really like her. Maybe that's why they've been getting closer.

The timer ran up, and the two embraced and kissed. Ange was pleased with the way that this little surprise had turned out. She caught her dear little boy eyeing her.

He had become quite the strong young man. Firm, intuitive. Nothing like the sedentary young man that left New York. He looked very sharp in her suits, and projected his authority. As the breadwinner and the Man of the House, he fulfilled his role and more.

He was also, so, so caring. So much of a dear, helping her, taking care of her. Even when she didn't really need it, he went out of his way, making sure she was taken care of. And he was slowly becoming her best friend as well as her son. They were basically inseparable at this point. And there was... their activities.

She hadn't felt this way in a long time. Since she was in the Academy, just out of high school and Tim began romancing her. Being with Ben nowadays, however, it was different. With Tim, they were equals. They respected each other, helped each other as two young people training in law enforcement. Ben was clearly above her now. She was his subordinate, his dependent. She relied on him financially.

And now, she relied on him emotionally and physically. As they locked arms and headed back to the gym, Angel considered the possibility that she was actually, possibly falling in love with her own son. Their current relationship did certainly feel more than a little incestuous.

They took off their clothes, and Ange headed into the shower. Ben instinctively looked away. Ange, in her mindset, decided to take the relationship a bit further. Just a bit.

"Hey, Benny," Ange yelled over from the bathroom. "You want to take a shower with me?"

"What?"

"Yeah, probably conserves a lot of water."

Ben shook his head. This was probably the second weirdest thing, but he was used to it. Especially sleeping together naked, and their two "sessions" getting familiar with each other's bodies.

Angel admired her son's bulky body (helped by exercise), and his huge dick. She admired the poise by which he strode into the shower. Clearly, those sessions made them comfortable.

They went into the shower, and Ange turned on the shower head. They were facing each other, admiring each other. Finally, Ange decided to take it just a little further.

"Y'know, we could try to scrub each other." she grabbed a lufa and squirted some soap.

"I would like that." Ben was grabbed another lufa, squirted the soap, and began to scrub down his mother.

Taking initiative, Angel smiled as her son scrubbed her. She began scrubbing him in turn.

They were rubbing each other down, and after all the soap was out, they began to do their little games (Ben sucked her breasts, Ange jerked him off), but nothing further, at least for now.

The two could see the path they were going, but they weren't sure if they would address or acknowledge it.

---

The two got ready and had breakfast. It being Ben's day off, he and Ange planned out how they were going to break in and steal the files they needed.

They decided to pretend to have a little bit of a date night. Ben got ready in his one evening suit (at least the one he owned prior to Ange gifting him her suits), which was a standard black with a white bowtie. Meanwhile, Angel, now enamored of Stepford fashions, wore a dark blue tea length sleeveless dress with white petticoats, blue heels, and a pearl necklace and earings. Her hair was a side part. Her make-up emphasized her mascara and lipstick.

They first decided to get Debbie's files. While Angel distracted them by sitting down and having tea with them (claiming Ben forgot something, and had to run back to the house), Ben snuck into Debbie's home office, and found her password on a sticky note. It was easy enough to get in, and get all the files on a USB port.

During Ange's distraction, Debbie (clad in a green and white plaid swing dress) and Sita (with her pink polka dot pleated tea dress) pressed her on how things with Ben were going.

"It's going great! We've really made some progress."

"Ooooh," Sita squealed "That's wonderful."

"It is. Of course, there's still work to be done." Debbie calmly sipped her tea.

"Yeah, yeah, I get that. I still have to get closer to him."

"Closer, and remember, he is the breadwinner."

"Trust me, I remember."

"Then, you must know, that the breadwinner here in Stepford is the superior. You must be submissive to him."

"What?"

"You must defer to his authority."

"I already kinda do that. I acknowledge that I need to take care of him, and I've been more willing to let him take command."

"Oh, wonderful. But to be truly submissive, you must make it clear. Show him that he has to be firm with you. Controlling. Keep you in line."

"I think I'm doing alright."

"Sometimes, it isn't about just doing it" Sita interjected, "It's to show loyalty. I'm submissive, and I show my wife how much I appreciate her authority."

"And I show my loving authority to my dear wife, make it clear who is dominant. It is a feeling that Ben might take to."

"I'm doin' that fine. Nothing that I think he won't like. I think he respects me too much to really be into that loyalty stuff. He should be the decision maker and I should respect him, but not lord it over me"

"Well, Ben might appreciate...." Debbie's phone rang, and she picked it up.

"Pardon me, I have a ... message from a dear friend. Excuse me."

While she went into another room, Ange and Sita chatted, before Ange got the message Ben had received the files and she said her goodbyes. Debbie was too absorbed in a conversation on the phone, but waved goodbye to both of them.

Relatively easier was breaking into Jing and Assoc. Ben just stated that he left something in the office during the hack, and the security guard let him in. Ange sat at the front and made casual conversation with the guard (the guard was actually the brother of a partner and he was loving Stepford with his husband). Ben downloaded the files of all of Jing's clients, and walked out with just a wave to the guard.

To celebrate a job well done, the two decided to conclude with an actual date. They sat at a diner (one of many retro diners). Despite being older, they looked scarcely different than the teenagers in 50's garb also on their own dates in other booths. They chatted, sipped their milkshake, ate each other fries, and even danced a little to the jukebox.

As Ben drove Angel home, they were satisfied and happy that everything went as planned. Yet, there was still something. Ben was apprehensive about the changes his mom went through, and Ange herself was starting to wonder if Ben was right. If these changes were a bit too much. Especially with Debbie trying to push her to be overly submissive.

They would have the answers when they analyzed the data and saw what it told them, but they decided they had enough, and just wanted to snuggle.

Speak of the devil, as they pulled in Ange could see a car pull in, and a character in a fedora trenchcoat and mask come out, and head to the door. Ben went inside, while Ange circled around the car and silently watched the figure ring the doorbell. A concerned Debbie opened, and she let him in.

"The plot thickens....." She muttered, hoping they didn't catch her.