Command Center Test

Moments later, Beth was standing next to Jason with her hand on the back of the chair and her chest much less burdened by the giant breasts once pulling at it.

He shrank her bust as requested, and while Beth stopped him when they were about the size of small watermelons, they were still fairly heavy in the end, and they still looked massive on her five-foot-tall frame. She was thankful that the oversized melons from before had already stretched out her sweater quite a bit, so her reduced size sat rather comfortably within her top, and its wide neckline still showed off a satisfactory amount of cleavage. Beth actually preferred them to the old ones, as sexy as they were.

While they were at it, she did have Jason shave off a few years off of her appearance, just to see what would happen.

Having taken such good care of her body in the past decade, it didn’t have much of a visible effect, but Beth did notice that several aches and pains in her joints had lightened up quite a bit, and her skin seemed a bit more youthful.

After all was said and done, they spent the next ten minutes or so scrolling through this mysterious program to find out more about it.

As it turns out, it was called Master PC, and it could do a heck of a lot of things, and most of those things appeared to be sexual in nature.

Jason answered every question that Beth asked him, but he was understandably shy at first when she inquired about certain things in regards to what it could change about someone.

“What’s that?”

“It looks like a checkbox for, uh… genitals.”

“Wait, so this thing can give me a penis?”

“I guess so, yeah…”

“That’d be hilarious.” Beth snickered. “I might give that a try one day, just to see what it’s like.”

“... Some guys are into that, I hear.” Jason said, cracking a nervous smile. “Being able to pee standing up is pretty cool, too.”

“Oh my god, can you imagine?” Beth asked, playfully tapping his arm. “Sounds like it’d be worth having just for that.”

The further they went on and the more questions she asked her son, the more he seemed to relax and lighten up.

He even stopped stealing as many brief glances at Beth’s big tits, which she had mixed feelings about. Sure, he shouldn’t be looking at his mom’s boobs, but at the same time, she liked the attention. She even gave them a shake when one of his glances lasted a little too long, which caused his face to glow as red as a tomato before he quickly turned back to the screen.

Beth wasn’t sure if she was being a bad mother by teasing her own son, although she found it to be too fun to pass up when the opportunity arose.

The next thing they came across that raised eyebrows was a tab called Command Center.

When it was clicked, a rectangular black text box appeared at the bottom of the screen underneath Beth’s 3D model.

“I don’t get it...” Beth said, scratching her head. “That’s strange.”

“Hmm.” Jason mumbled, then dragged the mouse over to a little icon with a question mark at the box’s border, and he read the short description that popped up. “Whatever you type out, the Subject will immediately feel or become after pressing the ‘Enter’ button.”

“Oh, so it’s like, if you typed in for my boobs to grow again, that would keep us from needing to find the slider.” She said, crossing her arms and gazing down at her cleavage. “I wonder if we could use that to make them a little less heavy.”

“I think so.” Jason shrugged. “Either that, or it forces you to do stuff.”

“So what you’re saying is…” Beth began, her tone teasing and playful. “If I had your profile up on here and put in that you needed to clean your room, you’d do it?”

“Something like that.” Jason’s brow furrowed, clearly not amused by the idea, but there was a bit of thoughtfulness in his expression. “I think I’d rather you just ask me.”

“Of course, I’m just kidding.” She giggled, tapping his arm. “Then again, I’m curious to see how that works.”

“What do you mean?”

“Let’s test it out!” Beth said, clasping her hands together in excitement. “Have it make me do something I normally wouldn’t do.”

“L-Like what?”

“I don’t know, something simple.” She said, taking a moment to think about it. “Oh, actually, it can make me do anything, right?”

“Maybe?” He asked, looking at her with narrow eyes. “What are you thinking?”

“Well, I was thinking…” Beth said, blushing a bit as she tried to find the words. “Do you think you could make it so that I was a little more… confident?”

She was embarrassed to admit it outright, but Beth was much more prudish than she cared to be. For example, an old boyfriend of hers used to love getting blowjobs, and she enjoyed the idea of going down on him and having him at the mercy of her mouth. However, when the time came, she was more worried about her performance rather than just relaxing and doing something that should just come naturally, and giving oral was easier said than done when they were as large as he was.

The vast majority of sexual encounters throughout her life just involved laying in a missionary position with low lights above, so if Beth planned on teasing a bunch of men with her new boobs, it made sense to her that if she was going to talk the talk, she might as well be able to walk the walk, as the saying goes.

If things developed with one of those men, she didn’t want to still be as shy as she was when it came down to having fun.

Beth wanted to act as sexy as she looked, especially if she was going to get even sexier by the end of the day.

Gosh, she was just as excited as she was nervous about what might happen if this actually worked!

Beth was thankful that her son wasn’t such a prude, or else she’d still be figuring out why her computer was acting funny.

“Can you be more specific?” Jason asked, visibly confused. “Because you’re one of the most confident people I’ve met.”

“Thanks Jason, but you’re my son. I can be goofy around you all day and not feel embarrassed at all.” She said with a roll of her eyes, and then sighed as she willed herself to be honest. “Let’s say… When I’m with someone else, like a boyfriend, I’m never the most exciting person to be in the bedroom with, if you catch my drift.”

“Oh…” Jason said, staring at her with a look of confusion. “So, you want to be kinkier?”

“More or less.” She shrugged, which caused her melons to bounce like two big balls of jelly. “Your little old mom might still look like a firecracker, but that doesn’t mean she’s not a dud in the sack.”

After a stunned pause, Jason swallowed and nodded as he turned back towards the computer. He stared down at the keyboard for a long time before his nervous fingers began typing out a Command. Once he was done, he glanced at Beth and her cleavage for approval, and she leaned forward to read the prompt.

[Beth considers all forms of sex to be casual and enjoyable, and she is a natural talent when performing any sexual act.]

It was simple, but it seemed perfect, Beth thought to herself with a giddy giggle. Despite having a perfect set of man-stealing tits, there was no way that she wasn’t going to be able to keep a man after this! She would be able to fulfill any of their deepest and dirtiest fantasies, and best of all, she would actually have some fun doing so!

“Works for me.” She said, bouncing on her heels. “Fire away!”

As soon as Jason punched the Enter key, Beth felt her mind shift and twist for a moment. Her hand came down and landed on her son’s sturdy shoulder as she tried to steady her weakened body, but she quickly regained her faculties and balance. She took a deep breath and sighed, then glanced down to find her son looking back at her with a curious glint in his eye.

“Are you okay?” He asked, reaching out to grab the side of her waist. “Don’t fall.”

Beth blinked, suddenly seeing Jason in a new light.

She always knew he was a handsome boy, but for some reason, she now saw him as a very handsome young man. His short brown hair was nicely cut around the concerned expression on his face, the large hand resting on her hip was connected to a long and lean arm that had a notable amount of muscle definition, which itself was attached to a slender but athletic torso that he’d gotten from his time as a swimmer in high school.

His tall form easily stood a foot taller than her own, but Jason’s presence seemed even larger now, in a way.

“I-I’m okay, I think.” She said, feeling a flushed warmth in her face as her smile returned. “Thanks, honey.”

Jason gave her a weak smile and pulled his hand away, and Beth felt a mild sense of distress from the loss of his touch.

That was weird, she thought. It was as if Beth instead wanted him to reach up with the other hand and wrap both of them around her stomach before he picked her up and carried her off to bed over his shoulder. The thought caused her pussy to throb and heat up, and she realized in that moment that something was off.

She wasn’t quite sure what that something was yet, but the feeling was there.

Beth took another deep breath to calm down, squeezing Jason’s shoulder.

His firm, strong shoulder.

“It’s hard to tell, but I think it worked.” She said with a nervous chuckle. “Is it hot in here, or is it just me?”

“Could be both.” Jason chuckled as well, and turned his attention back to the computer screen. “Do you want to keep experimenting, or do you want to take a break?”

“We can keep going.” She said, then placed both of her hands against her back and arched it as she stretched. “I do need to sit down though, my girls are killing my back.”

“I can go and get my chair, if you want.”

Beth looked down at her son for a moment, and a smirk came across her face as she had an idea.

“No thanks, I see a seat right here.”

She grabbed the back of the chair and rotated it to face her, then turned herself around and planted her round butt right down in Jason’s lap. Beth sighed at the instant relief, and almost melted when her warm body pressed up and leaned back against his own. This was better than any chair, she thought, wiggling her butt around against his thighs.

“Uh… Mom?” Jason asked, which caused Beth to snap out of her daze.

“Hm?” She looked over her shoulder to see him staring back with wide eyes and a crooked smile. “What’s wrong?”

“N-Nothing.”

Jason glanced away and nervously scratched his cheek as he slowly spun the chair to face the computer, which Beth’s attention honed in on immediately. With a giggle, she sat up straight and brought her hands to the mouse and keyboard. It was her turn to fool around with this bad boy, she thought, grinding her ass against her good boy's lap.