Just keep cool and see how Abbie reacts.

Your mother wakes you again before your alarm can go off. This time it isn’t with a kiss, but with her hand under your blanket, stroking over your morning wood. You jump and your eyes blink open to see her sitting on the edge of your bed, her robe open, displaying her curvy body. Her face is flushed and her breathing heavy and ragged, as her fingers trace the outline of your straining shaft through your boxers.

“Mom… “ you say in a hoarse whisper, “I said we need to act normal. Remember?”

Your mom’s hand gives your cock a light squeeze before she moves her hand away. “I… I know, but I thought… that was just in public, for others' eyes. After all, you did let me suck you while you fingered me after saying that,” she grinned. “That’s not exactly normal, honey.” she chuckled softly.

Her voice becomes more serious as she tells you. “It’s just so difficult, Dave. All these things I want to do for you. All the ways I know I could please you. Not doing them is... hard. It feels like… I’m not complete unless I can. Like part of me is missing.” Her voice dropped lower. “It hurts not to be everything you need.”

You sit up and hug her tightly. You shake your head sadly. “I’m sorry, mom. It’s just a big adjustment.” You kiss her softly on the lips. “Things may change soon though. It may get easier.” You reassure her, and you stroke her hair. “But Abbie’s home, so for now you probably should close your robe and not grope me.” You laugh quietly.

Mom smiles apologetically. “You’re right. I just figured she’d be sleeping soundly, she got in late from work last night.” She pulls her robe closed.

Part of you wishes you had been brave enough to let mom finish what she started, even though Abbie was sleeping in the next room. Your sister wasn’t likely to wake up early, unless the spell worked and her dreams of you woke her. In that case, you probably could be doing anything you wanted with mom, and it wouldn’t make a difference.

You nod to your mother. “I know. I just… want to be safe. I don’t know how she would react to finding out about us, but it probably wouldn’t be good. I don’t want Abbie to think we love her any less, because we, um, love each other differently.

Your mom hugs you and kisses the side of your neck. “I’m glad you’re such a good brother, a good man. I can’t stop thinking about you long enough to consider Abbie most of the time, anymore. You’re taking care of both of us, aren’t you?”

You feel a pang of guilt at your mother’s words since last night you cast a spell that would make Abbie into a devoted, mind-controlled fucktoy, just like mom had become. The guilt doesn’t quite make you regret it though. You are anxious to find out if the spell worked.

You give your mom a deep, wet kiss, then swat her ass lightly. “Go make breakfast. I think Abbie and I are starting to get used to that.” You chuckle.

She hops up from your bed. “Coming right up, honey.” she says and hurries off to the kitchen.

You grab a shower and pull on some clothes. As you pass by Abbie’s bedroom door, you think you might hear some muffled moaning.

As you’re eating breakfast, Abbie comes into the kitchen wearing just her tee shirt and panties. “Morning Mom.” she says cheerfully, as she walks behind you. Her hands rest on your shoulders and start massaging. “Hey, dork! How’d you sleep?” She asks, something in her voice sounds to you like she isn’t just making idle morning conversation.

You’re about to tell her that you slept fine when your mom cuts in. “Sit down, sweetheart. I’ll get you some eggs. There’s pancakes on the table.”

Your sister’s fingers trail up the side of your neck before she pulls away from massaging you and settles into a seat next to you. You give her a quick smile and shrug, “Slept fine. How about you?”

She shakes her head. “My sleep was wonderful, but not very restful. One of those dreams, and it seemed to go on all night. I was disappointed to wake up — felt like reality could never measure up.” She grins as she looks at you, “At least at first,” she adds. You notice a blush creep onto her cheeks. You don’t see that often. It seems like she was trying to tease you, but ended up feeling a little embarrassed and uncomfortable herself.

Your mom shakes her head as she cracks eggs into a pan. “Abbie… you really shouldn’t talk about things like that at the breakfast table. You know it makes your brother uncomfortable. Even if he does look cute when he blushes.” she chuckles. “How would you like it if I just spilled all my private, intimate thoughts out in the open like that?”

Abbie laughs. “Dave should get over being so nervous about sex.” She punches your shoulder playfully. “Otherwise, he’ll never talk to a girl, and all womankind will be deprived of him forever. That would be a crime.”

Mom flips the eggs. “I agree with you there, sweetheart.” she gives a determined nod. “Dave, you could certainly stand to be a little bolder when it comes to women. Your sister was certainly never so shy.”

Abbie perks up at that. “You know what, Beanpole. I could help you out. Give you some tips on talking to girls. Let you rehearse your approach on me. Maybe even practice kissing.” she says, her voice dropping lower and more alluring for the last part of her offer.

“Oh Abbie, stop teasing,” your mom chides. She walks over and gives you a hug from behind. Her pillowy breasts press against the back of your head. “I’m absolutely positive Dave will do just fine kissing any girl he likes.”

Abbie pouts. “I’m sure he will… but practicing can still be fun.” She giggles.

“I don’t know how you ended up being such a little tease, sweetheart. I was always a very proper good girl.” your mom shakes her head and chuckles. “If she’s bothering you Dave just say something. I can kick her out of the house.” She laughs, as she slides the eggs onto a plate.

You reach over and grab Abbie’s hand. “I don’t mind a little teasing, mom. I think Abs can stay.” You smile as you feel her hand trembling slightly in your grip. “But if she keeps it up, I might take her up on that kissing practice. Just to keep her mouth occupied, so she has to be quiet for a little while.” You wink at your sister and notice her eyes widen just a bit.

You finish your breakfast as your mom puts a plate in front of Abbie. “Aren’t you having any mom? It’s delicious.” You ask as you stand up from the table. Usually, you would have cleared your plate to the dishwasher, but you’re pretty sure mom will take care of it without complaining now.

Your mother shakes her head. “I’m counting calories. Trying to get trim and look my best. I already had some yogurt and fruit.”

You smile, “You already look great, mom.” You kiss her cheek. Your mother smiles joyfully at the compliment and the kiss.

As you walk out of the kitchen, you ask, “Abbie, do you have time to give me a ride to school, or are you rushing to campus for an exam?”

Abbie jumps up from her half-finished meal. “I’ve got time. My last final isn't until this afternoon. Let me go get dressed, and I’ll take you.” She starts to scamper towards the stairs. Then she stops and wiggles her panty-covered ass at you. “Unless you’d rather I just went out dressed like this. Dare me?”

Your mother rolls her eyes and laughs at her daughter's antics.