An afternoon at home...

"Hi mom. I'm home but I have work to do." "Okay, master." With that, I went to my room, and started editing articles. Luckily, there were only a few, so I was done in half an hour.

"Mom, I got mail from your place. Could you please come so we can open it together? Just in case I need help."

"Sure, master."

It was at that moment, that I realized what my orders and actions had accomplished. My mom was standing in front of me, naked, with tits that could rival Donna's, and an ass to match. "You look good, mom."

"Did you do something, master? They feel bigger, but I wasn't sure. Not like I am allowed to wear my old bras to compare." Fuck, I knew I was forgetting something. Enlarging these areas only really works well if it's not a lot, the person stays nude, or you buy a new batch of clothes immediately. I grabbed a tit to feel it, squeeze it, and it felt like the real deal.

"Yeah I did something, but I might undo it. I didn't think about the clothes problem."

"Whatever you wish, master. But if you prefer me this way, I'll find a way, don't worry."

"Anyway, there's a personal letter to you and there's two of your magazines. The rest is just letters for the company."

Mom began to go through her magazines, while I opened company letter after company letter. It was just menial things. Requests to fix certain things, inquiries into free houses or apartments, nothing serious. I responded to the inquiries, but the repairs made me realize something. "Mom, do you know who repaired things in the apartments?" "No, not really, master. I'm unsure whether your father used one specific agency or multiple."

After a short break, she went through the repair requests and said: "Wait master, I forgot. Your father set it up, so that some local business was automatically contacted. That's why all these complaints are only from here. The last repair company shut down two months ago when two of their employees retired and a third found a new career. You better find someone new asap, master."

Hm, I could only think of one person. Hesitantly, I called Em. Did her father's company even have the capacity?

"Hello James, what is it? Need a new piece of furniture?" Fuck, I forgot about the closet. Too much sex recently, first Donna, then my mom. Anyway...

"No, I need something more long term, Em. I've been getting complaints about needed repair works here in our city for company property. Do you think you could handle the roughly 2,000 properties around town calling on your fixing services?"

"O-Oh I... I have to ask my father, one second."

After a short moment that I - wisely - spent looking at my mom's bigger tits, Em came back: "He said we can handle it. We'd do it on the basis of a yearly contract and I can offer you 10 percent off. You're basically operating at a scale where we can guarantee work everyday."

"Sounds perfect, Em. I'll notify the maintenance crews to change the signs of whom to contact. Could you bring the contract on Thursday, after the last apartment?"

"Yeah, it should be ready by then, I think. Pleasure doing business with you, James."

"Bye."

I opened the app again, only to briefly reset my mother's body modifications. It should take only 24 hours again. "Okay mom, in 24 hours you should be back to normal again." "Okay master."

What now? My work was done, I could finally be free again. So I did something I hadn't done in weeks. I turned on my console, and simply started playing video games. The stress of the lest few days at my old job, moving, my new job... I hadn't even turned the console on since I moved here, ironically, only Amber played here thus far.

Suddenly, a knock. My mom opened the door. Please app, I hope I understood the trait correctly. Klara and Officer Miller stared at my mom for a moment, while she treated it as if everything was normal. I could see both Klara's and Officer Miller's eyes roll back a bit and suddenly acting normal again.

"Sorry for the sudden appearance, Mr. Goodman, but could you please check through the company files to find a way to contact your previous tenant? This should be the quickest way."

"Sure, just give me a moment." I plugged in the hard drive and started searching for my apartment. After a few minutes of digging, I found an email address and gave it to Officer Miller.

"Thanks, see you tomorrow, Mr. Goodman." Jane +10SP (-23SP)

Officer Miller left, but my mom interjected before Klara could leave: "Klara, wanna stay for dinner with us?"

"I'd love to, Ms. Goodman, but I have to take care of my farm. Would it be alright, if I join you two once dinner's ready?"

"Sure, Klara."

"U-Uhm James?" "Yeah, Klara?" "W-Want to accompany me? You told me you haven't seen a lot of farm life, so I could show you around." Klara +2SP (+16SP)

"Sure, that sounds fun. Mom, write me five minutes before dinner is ready, okay?"