Craig’s Powers Awaken

Jessica let out a yawn and stretched and she sat up in bed, feeling groggy as she normally did on a Saturday morning.

Sleeping in felt so nice, and she was thankful to have the weekends off on account of being a highschool teacher, even though the pay was lackluster and the stresses were unfathomable at times.

Her husband didn’t have that same luxury, noting that his spot on their bed was empty as he’d left for work several hours ago already.

The thin and aging brunette crawled out of bed in a set of sleek light-blue pajamas, then left her room to make sure her son Craig was awake.

Just because it was a weekend, that didn’t mean anyone should sleep in later than her.

After all, 9 A.M. was the latest that anyone should start their day, Jessica thought to herself.

When she arrived at Craig’s room, she opened the door and noticed that he was still sleeping and snoring gently from beneath his thick quilt.

Jessica flicked on the lights and walked inside before shaking the lumpy mass of a jobless nineteen-year-old, and he let out a muffled groan in response.

“C’mon Craig, time to wake up.” She said, her tone flat and impatient. “The sooner you do your chores, the sooner you can play your dumb video games.”

“I’m up, I’m up!” Craig growled, wrestling himself free of his bed coverings. “Enough!”

“Watch your tone, young man.” Jessica said sharply, crossing her arms over her very flat chest after pulling away from him. “There’s not reason to be nasty to me.”

Sitting upright with his short brown hair a mess, the short and shirtless teen sighed with anguish.

“Breakfast will be ready in half an hour, and your mood better have improved by then or I’ll have you mow the lawn too.”

With that, Jessica turned and left without saying another word.

She didn’t like being such a strict mother, but her son could be a little more protective with his time without her having to **** it out of him.

He would thank her one day, Jessica thought to herself.

Half an hour later, breakfast was ready and her daughter Brianna walked into the kitchen.

“Hi mom.”

“Good morning, sweetheart.” Jessica said with a warm smile and tone, watching as the eighteen-year-old version of herself sat down at the kitchen table in a plain white T-shirt and gray sweatpants. “Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah.” Brianna said, then let out a long yawn. “The homework from AP classes is more work than I thought it’d be, though.”

“Well, I’m so proud of you for making the cut this year.” She said, setting a plate of waffles and bacon down in front of her at the table before giving her a smooch on the forehead. “Trust me, those classes will have you leagues above other students when you start college.”

Brianna nodded and grabbed the maple syrup as Jessica turned around to finish fixing her own plate.

The two sat down and ate, but once they were both finished, Jessica looked towards the entryway and scowled as her daughter returned the dishes to the sink.

That boy better not have went back to sleep, she thought.

Jessica got up from her chair and marched back down to Craig’s room, swinging open the door to reveal him lying in bed completely naked and masturbating.

He looked at her and smiled, not pausing for a moment as a hand pumped up and down the length of his steely foot-long penis.

“Your breakfast is already cold, Craig.” Jessica sternly stated, tapping her foot as she placed her hands on her narrow hips. “You couldn’t wait until you were done eating to do that?”

Craig chuckled like a fool as he kept stroking himself, causing his mother to raise an eyebrow.

She could tell that he was up to something, but she wasn’t quite sure what it was.

“And what’s so funny?”

“Nothing, mom.” Craig said, then let out a happy sigh as he turned to sit up on the edge of his bed, still casually pleasuring himself. “Just in a good mood, I guess.”

“Well, you’re going to go hungry until dinner if you don’t hurry up and come down for breakfast.”

“Sure, sure…” The young man said, his eyes roaming around her body. “Hey, while you’re here, can you finish me off?”

“No sir.” Jessica said, scoffing at that ridiculous request. “Finish yourself off, and quickly.”

“Fine.” Craig sighed, still smiling. He then raised his thick two-foot-long member upwards before his open mouth dove down on it.

As his mother turned and left the room, she rolled her eyes at the slurping and moaning sounds filling the air just before she shut the door.

That boy is hopeless, she thought to herself.

Jessica knew that if she stayed to help him, then he’d be asking for more help every half-hour for the rest of the day.