John Dreams

John woke up with a startle, "what the fuck" he said disoriented, lifting his head from his desk he could see he was in his college's lecture theater, 'I must have fallen asleep in class' he thought. As John looked down to see if his notes could give him some context as to what the lesson was about his eyes widened with alarm as instead of his mothers soft delicate hands he saw his own hands, reaching up to feel his facial features he didn't feel his mothers soft skin and full lips but his own face, the slight prickle of stubble on his cheeks. 'Oh thank god' John thought, 'this was all a dream, of course magic wasn't real, I didn't become my mother, I just fell asleep in class and dreamt it all'.

John was so relieved at this revelation, however as John's relief washed over him he suddenly remembered he had fallen asleep in a class that was ongoing, John needed to focus on the lesson. As John looked to the lecturer, a deep confusion set in, instead of his professor Mr McCarthy, the person giving this lecture was John's mother, and instead of an appropriate outfit for a lecturer she was in an impossibly small micro bikini, the thin strips of fabric only barely covering her nipples and pussy, his eyes drawn to the soft flesh of his mothers boobs as they threaten to break out of the bikini with each movement. Looking at the board instead of the usual notes on story structure, or characterisation he would see on a typical lecture for his writing course, instead scrawled across the board in big letters read "HOW TO PLEASE A WOMAN 101".

"For this next part I will need a volunteer to demonstrate, how to make a woman cum" John's mother announced, John barely registered anything as his hand shot up, almost of his own volition. "John" his mother said pointing him out "let's not kid ourselves here, you can't please a woman with that cock", with that the whole room burst into laughter, as John scoured the room looking at all the laughing faces, he saw Hannah, it looked like she was laughing the hardest, tears forming in her eyes as she laughed at Johns inadequacy.

"Now can a REAL MAN please volunteer" his mother continued, "Ahh yes you will do perfectly" his mother said pointing directly behind John. John turned around to see Sam sat behind him his hand in the air and a huge smile plastered on his face, 'The fuck, Sam isn't even on my course' John thought. As he turned back to face his mother, he found Sam was already down there, having practically teleported there, him and his mother making out. John could only watch in both equal parts discomfort and arousal as he watched his friend and his mother, passionately make out, the making out quickly escalating and soon John's mothers cries of pleasure echoed through the lecture hall as Sam fucked her over the desk. As the sex continued John began to feel phantom tits on his chest being groped, John's confusion only began to rise as the world around him began to fade away into a white glow.