Piece of Denise

You decided to go to your cousin Chad’s house, knocking on the door instead of seeing your cousin you were shocked to see it was his mom and your aunt Denise.

“Auntie Denise? What are you doing here?”

“Oh hey Joe, watching Chad’s place while he’s in Canada..”

Nodding Joe sat in a recliner in the living room and pretended to watch television and wait for his aunt to sit on the nearby couch. Eventually she shuffled in with a menthol cigarette dangling from her mouth and cracked open a Diet Coke. Denise was always a very depressed unkept person since Chad’s dad left her after she gained too much weight. Joe always had a fixation with his aunt that got so bad to the point where he’d write her little poems and tear them up. Using the stone Joe was going to make his very twisted and demented dreams come true.

Focusing on the heavyset woman Joe targeted her mind first making her extremely attracted to him. Suddenly the obese middle aged woman started preening her greasy brown hair occasionally glancing over at Joe in a way he’s never seen before. Suddenly his typically depressed and withdrawn aunt cleared her throat.

“Ahem- You know you can sit next to me Joe, probably see the tv better.”

Joe awkwardly scurried into the seat next to Denise. After a long awkward period of silence Denise rested her hand on Joe’s lap. Pushing his luck and avoiding all practical advice and general common sense Joe reached out and grabbed his aunt’s chubby hand holding it until both of their palms were sweaty. Pressing his luck Joe glanced over to see his aunt possibly quietly contemplating a kiss with a slow and gradual lean in, he took the initiative and they both started passionately making out. Denise broke the kiss with tears in her eyes “This is wrong Joe if Chad or my sister Molly finds out about this it’ll destroy the family!”

Joe quietly realized that he would probably have to use the stone at some point to make his mom cheat on his dad with his cousin just for a layer of security through hypocrisy. But for now Joe needed to corrupt his aunt a bit, make her a little more perverted and maybe a dash of more impulsivity. Suddenly the unkept 400 pound tired eyed woman lept at him and the two began passionately making out once more. Joe wanted to see the face Denise makes when she has erotic pleasure and he wanted to provide that since adolescence. Slowly migrating one hand under her nightgown while keeping his other hand firmly planted on her chunky ass Joe bit his bottom lip as his aunt maneuvered her big hips and chubby thighs allowing Joe access to a place he’d once only could dream about.

It felt exactly how he imagined velvety yet untamed. After running his fingers through Denise’s dense pubic mound a few times Joe finally worked up the courage to plunge his fingers into her moist slit. Joe relished the odors of her musk and juices as he kneaded her sagging breasts. Finally Denise unable to control herself from her carnal desires tore off her night gown exposing her hairy fat mature body for Joe as he hurriedly disrobed. After an hour of trashing the living room with their animalistic coitus they split one of Denise’s cigarettes and then cleaned up the living room together.

Afterwards Denise looked at Joe with a stern guilt struck face “Joe we can never do that or even speak of it again..”

Joe had a demented twinkle in his eye as his aunt awaited him to agree with her. Suddenly Denise felt this weird pressure in her neck touching it with her hand and feeling a pulse the slobby heavyset middle aged woman ran to the bathroom mirror. “Freaking out Denise screamed what is happening to me?!”

She watched helplessly in the mirror as her raised mole warped into a larger flesh colored boil and upon reaching the size of a goiter it began manifesting facial features. Joe cracked open a Diet Coke smiling feverishly as he explained how and what is happening.

“Auntie Denise I’ve wanted you since I was only 5 years old I finally got affection from you and when you shut me down it hurt my heart. So now I’m using the powers vested in me by the dream creatures to grow a copy of you. Mole to cyst to boil to goiter to vestigial clone to self contained genetic blueprint!”

Denise yelled “You sick fuck!”

She began to cry as the lump on her neck grew to the size of a grapefruit and developed into a virtually identical scaled down hairless clone of her head before cleanly popping off her neck and rolling towards Joe. Joe picked up the ball shaped clone and left his aunt to cry in confusion and terror.