Absent-mindedly clicks on the picture of a lamp on screen.

In a moment of absent-minded curiosity, Liam tapped on a photo of a lamp. As he did so, Veronica decided to grab at it to draw his attention towards her rant. The phone slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor, landing at Veronica’s feet.

Veronica glanced down at the phone, her expression curious. Before Liam could react, the image of the lamp flashed on the screen, and a strange sensation filled the room. Veronica’s braided ponytail swayed as she stiffened, her movements becoming rigid and mechanical. Slowly, she raised her arms up above her head, forming a triangle shape with her hands, her eyes closed in an eerie stillness.

As Liam stared in disbelief, his confusion deepened into shock. What had prompted this sudden exercise pose his mother seemed to have assumed and why wasn’t she moving? “Mom-” Liam said as he waved his hand in front of her face, getting no reaction.

“Mom?” Liam called out tentatively, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Veronica remained motionless, her eyes shut with a serene and peaceful emptiness on her face. Liam’s heart raced with a mix of fear and awe. He had unleashed something powerful, something beyond his understanding. But he needed to understand and he needed to understand fast.

He tried shaking her gently, calling her name again, but she didn’t respond. Frustration and panic gripped him. What had he done? How could he undo it? It was then that his eyes met the phone laying innocently at her feet. How it had said ‘New user found’ when he had picked it up. He had his doubts but he needed to test this further. He quickly put the phone in his pocket as he moved in closer.

With an unsure hand he took out one of his fingers and poked one of Veronica’s tits. The flesh immediately gave way to the pressure his finger was putting in. “Holy shit-” Liam exclaimed, normally even an accidental brush would result in a strong stare from his mother. She wasn’t reacting to her son poking her tits.

In a sudden burst of inspiration, Liam noticed Veronica’s braided ponytail hanging down. With trembling fingers, he reached out and gently pulled it, if his theory was correct this had to do something. Veronica’s eyes snapped open, and to his surprise, she had a big smile on her face. A smile that would brighten any room she walked into he’d heard many say but rarely bore witness to.

"I’m happy to brighten your life!" Veronica exclaimed cheerfully, her voice filled with an unusual warmth. Before setting back into that 1000 watt smile. Just like…

The realisation slowly dawned on him—the phone must have done this somehow. But how? And why his mother? Questions flooded his mind, but the answers remained elusive. Liam staggered back, his mind reeling. His mother, still standing in the same pose, now believed she was a lamp. It was both terrifying and mesmerising.

“Mom, what’s happening?” Liam asked, his voice shaky.

Veronica, still smiling broadly, didn’t respond. She simply stood there, arms raised, the image of a lamp frozen in her mind.

As Liam struggled to comprehend the situation, a sense of amusement crept over him. Despite the bizarre and unsettling nature of the situation, he couldn’t help but find it slightly humorous. His strict mother transformed into a lamp, standing in their living room. Not something that happens everyday now is it?

Liam decided to test out turning her on and off a few times just to be sure. He couldn’t tear his gaze away from his mother.. Her smile, bright and unwavering each time he switched her "on," sent shivers of excitement down his spine. The room seemed to fill with an odd warmth each time her expression lit up with that same cheery greeting: "I’m happy to brighten your life!"

With a mixture of disbelief and exhilaration, Liam continued to experiment. Each tug on Veronica’s braided ponytail toggled her between two states—animated lamp and inert statue. It was as if the phone had somehow imbued her with this bizarre duality.

“This is insane!” Liam exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face as he paced around the living room. “I mean, Mom as a lamp? Who would have thought?” he said to no one in particular.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, Liam couldn’t help but revel in the power he now wielded. It was exhilarating to see his strict and usually composed mother transformed into something so absurd yet under his control.

“Okay, Mom,” Liam said with a chuckle, pushing his head in between her thrust out tits, addressing the lamp-like Veronica. “Let’s see what else we can do.”

He picked the phone out of his pocket, studying it intently. The screen displayed the words "Subject acquired" over the image of the lamp. What did that mean? Was Veronica now permanently linked to this object in her mind? The words vanished as soon as Liam touched the screen.

Liam tapped through the phone’s interface, hoping for some settings menu or instruction. However, the screen remained static, offering no further insight into its workings.

“Looks like we’ll have to figure this out on our own, Mom,” Liam mused, turning his attention back to Veronica. She stood there, unchanged, a testament to the power he now possessed.

“I have to be careful with this,” Liam thought aloud. “I can’t let anyone else find out… they’d think I’m crazy.” He looked at Veronica with a mix of concern and fascination. How had this phone come into his possession, and why had it chosen his mother as its first "subject"?