An ultimately not so long conversation over dinner and an unexpected gift

I waited silently outside the bathroom door, my stomach still churning, what have I done? I heard my mom finally break down into tears. I was a piece of shit. I made may way to my room to grab my phone and get dressed before heading downstairs. I will make this right! I thought to myself,, I will offer to let her turn me into a treadmill for her personal use tomorrow, or allow her to turn me into whatever she wants. But that's tomorrow, I need to do something for her tonight!

I opened up uber eats on my phone and quickly found mom's favourite Italian restaurant in there. I decided to splurge, I ordered all of her favourites from the menu, a bottle of red and a bottle of white. The total came to $250. 70 I winced slightly, but this was coming out of my personal savings. I ordered for delivery at 19:00, looking at the clock on my phone, it was only 17:30 now. I decided I needed to do something else for her, something more. I went into the kitchen and made her a little care package of the half finushed bottle of white wine from the fridge, a small tub of her favourite chocolate fudge brownie ice cream, and some ice packs from the freezer. I carefully took the package up to her room along with a spoon and wine glass, the shower was still running as I passed the bathroom, and set it upon her bedside table.

On my way back downstairs, I knocked softly of the bathroom door, the shower was still running. This was not a good sign. Mom hated wasting water! "Mom?" I called just loudly enough to be heard over the shower and her sobbing. "I've left some things for you in your room for when you're ready! I've also ordered dinner to be delivered at 7!" I reluctantly headed downstairs filled with crippling guilt and self loathing. I grabbed myself a beer from the fridge and settled down to try and watch some TV. After another 45 minutes I heard the shower stop and soft footfalls as min went to her room.

The doorbell rang at 19:00 on the dot. I opened it to reveal Michael and his sister Angelica holding four large bags each. "Hey Kiddo," Michael said grinning easily, "You having a dinner party or something? And we're not invited?" He said in mock offense, then he saw your still slightly bruised face and looked past you as your mom walked slowly and unsteadily down the stairs, dressed in a loose baggy t-shirt and loose baggy shorts. His grin turned to a look of outrage and horror when he saw her face. "Maledetto Inferno!" He cursed in Italian "What happened to you both?" He turned to look at his sister and she too looked horrified at our beleaguered state. She just nodded silently. "Look kiddo, I'm supposed to ID you for the wine and we both know you're strictly speaking, even though you're 18, still underage for ****. But I'm guessing you weren't ordering the wine for yourself were you? You were ordering it for your mom! So just this once, I'm gonna let it slide and say you showed me a pretty convincing ID when I get back to Ma and Pa!" He handed me the bags he was carrying and I winced involuntarily as my stomach cramped something terrible. Angelica also handed her bags to me, then to my surprise she leaned in and gave me a hug. His hands now free, Michael scribbles something down on a piece of paper and tucked it into my shirt pocket. "If that stronzo di merda di un figlio di puttana of a father of yours ever comes back here, You call or text that number I just gave you! No matter the time, just call and the family will be here in minutes! You guys are like blood to us y'know?" Then he too hugged me and they both left.

I went into the dining room and started to lay out all of the dishes. Mum walked in from the kitchen carrying two wine glasses and plates. She frowned at the amount of food I had ordered. Noticing this I hurriedly explained "Relax mom! I used my own money for this! I got quite a few hefty tips from my last game stream. Besides you deserve at least this much from me, if not more! Now before we start going at it, I need you to answer me one very important question: red or white?"

A **** smile tugged at my mom's lips and responded with "red." I started to pour the wine. And then sat down. An uncomfortable and tense silence fell between us as we started loading up our plates. Once we were ready to start, she spoke in a choked voice. "Tell my why you did that to me? It was disproportionate to my 'crime', what happened to Mr 'punishment should fit the crime' or does that only apply if you're the one being punished?" The raw pain and feelings of betrayal in her voice broke my heart.

I swallowed hard several times, and took a long draught of my wine. "I'll answer your last question first, no! Punishments should always fit the crime regardless of who is being punished, I don't know why I did what I did to you! I was in a red mist at the time I changed you. I was angry, humiliated, in pain, insanely turned on, insanely frustrated and scared, no terrified is more accurate, of how turned on I was by what you did to me! I wanted to make you feel all those things as well, I wanted to show you how I was feeling. I took it way too far, and I am truly very sorry for what I did. All of this," he waved at the table in front of them and gestured upstairs, "is just what I can do for you in the here and now to try and atone." He swallowed hard again and took another long sip of wine. "I am also prepared to do anything for you tomorrow. Be anything for you tomorrow. I could be your personal treadmill for the day, I could be you seat cushion, even your toilet if you wanted it! Anything, and I mean literally anything!"

Mom's eyebrows has risen so high that they looked like they might fly off into the air as I explained myself and made my offer to her. "First let's eat as much of this dinner as we can. Then we'll go to your room and discuss this in more detail. If I decide to take you up in your generous offer, then that will be truly the end of this. No matter what I decide to do to or with you, there will be no petty vengeance from your side, we will be even and a line will be drawn under this for good." I nodded silently, and we began to eat.

We managed to polish off a good two thirds of the food, and completely finished the red wine before starting on the white. We took the bottle and our glasses up to my room. I sat on my bed and she sat on my desk chair and spun it to face me. "So you got turned on by being turned into my panties?" A lop sided grin now spread across her face. "Did you enjoy tasting, smelling, seeing and feeling my uncleaned pussy and ass after my bathroom break?" I nodded.

"It was a super turn on, but also really frustrating. Not to mention confusing and humiliating because something so disgusting shouldn't be arousing right?"

Mum raised an eyebrow, "contrary to what you may believe; toilet play, coprophagia, piss drinking are among the most common place fetishes. It's just that for the most part no one feels comfortable honestly talking about it. On your run downtown this afternoon, I bet at least 99% of the people you saw there are turned on by either consuming someone else's waste, or by having some one else consume their waste. Now tell me what was frustrating about the experience for you?"

I gulped, "it was frustrating because I couldn't do anything. I was just either absorbing or being covered in the remnants! I wasn't able to gulp down your pee and feel it slide down my throat. I wasn't able to chew and savour your excrement. I wasn't able to lick you clean and feel my tongue deep inside your pussy and ass as I made sure you were absolutely spotless!"

Mom's mouth was slightly agape and her eyes were filled with unexpected lust. "So if I were to keep you in human form and ask you to serve as my human toilet for the rest of this evening and the whole of tonight, would you accept? And would you consider that as making us even?" She asked, biting her lip sultrily.

I thought about it carefully, then answered honestly, "I would accept in a heartbeat, but I don't think that I would consider it as making us even. You would be helping me live out one of my deepest, darkest fantasies, not punishing me for what I did to you!" Just then a notification dinged on my computer. I got up and joined my mother as we both went to look at the notification. The change program was still running! A new message notification showed in the top right hand corner if the screen. Hands shaking slightly, I reached for the mouse and clicked on the message icon.

An excited and bubbly voice came through my speakers: "CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!! Wow, of all the program users we've had, you two are by far the best and most well adjusted people we've ever had the pleasure of watching! You haven't been blinded by greed or resentment! You have overcome a major strain in your relationship and come out stronger for it! As a reward for you being, hands down, the best human beings we've had test this program, we have opened up the full range of changes you can make to you! Nothing is off limits to you anymore! We would also like to invite you to beta test the new mobile app version of this program. It has already been installed on both of your phones with full functionality. Now you can change things, while out and about! We look forward to seeing how you use it! You are the first people we have ever deemed worthy of this level of trust! Have fun!" The message ended.

Mom ran to her room to get her phone and I immediately pulled my phone out to check too. Sure enough there was the program on my phone. I opened it up and it looked just like PC program. I heard Mom squeal in excitement and she came running back into my room "It's real hun! It's really real!" She was as giddy as a schoolgirl, a sinister and evil smirk started to cross her lips "Oh we can have so much fun with this tomorrow! I accept your earlier offer! Tomorrow is punishment day for you young man! But right now, I think all the wine I've drunk has gone right through me. Open up wide toilet boy!"