Explanations

Evelyn

I inhaled sharply as I blinked, my eyes feeling strangely dry and tired. I could feel the soft mattress of my bed under my legs, which was puzzling because I'd been standing only a moment ago as I changed clothes after my video call.

I felt a slight discomfort in my head, instinctively trying to rub the weird sensation away.

My open shirt felt different, sticky. I touched one of the stains on it, rubbing the unknown liquid in-between my fingers. Something strange was going on. Had my shirt been open before...?

“Uh, mom?” I heard Liam's voice ask from the doorway in a strange tone I couldn't quite place.

I looked at him and saw his face pale. As if he had seen a ghost.

“Liam?” I asked in confusion, my voice came out parched, my throat felt dry, as if I'd been asleep. “I thought you were at the mall with your sister.” The words left my mouth with a struggle, I coughed, trying to clear my dry throat. I licked my lips reflexively, my tongue tasted something strange, yet distantly familiar. Salty.

I watched out of the corner of my eye as Liam approached me. My mind took note of the way he was moving as he drew closer, slowly, as if afraid of me. The strange feeling in my head was still there as I gently massaged my temple. It wasn't pain, exactly, it was more like the fading memory of noise.

“I was,” Liam answered me as he stood closer to me, looking down at me as I sat on the bed. “That was six hours ago, mom.”

Six hours? What?

“What?” I asked him in a baffled tone. What was he talking about?

“It's true mom.” Penny's voice confirmed from behind Liam, making him jump. She was looking slightly disheveled as she held up her phone to me and pointed at its screen. “It's almost one in the morning. It's dark out.” The time on her phone confirmed their words as it read 12:55 am.

“You were… frozen.” My son continued after a moment of shocked silence. “All of you. All women, everywhere.”

His voice cracked at the end. I finally noticed how unkempt and exhausted he looked, his eyes were bloodshot as he stood there in between Penny and I, arms shaking slightly at his sides.

“Frozen?” I repeated numbly. It didn't make sense but, it would explain my aching muscles, my sore, dry, throat, as if I'd been stuck in the same position for hours. Because I had been, apparently. The feeling in my hands drew my mind back to the present moment. I rubbed my fingers gently as the pieces began to slowly slot into place.

“What is this… stuff…?” I asked myself as Penny began checking her phone for news. I brought my fingers to my nose and smelled them. The scent was unmistakable.

My eyes were drawn to Liam again. I looked at him, his guilty and fearful expression, I looked behind him at Penny, her rumpled and slightly stained clothes, her hair, stiff in places. I felt a wave of fury and disgust come over me as I felt the stickiness on my own face. Penny and I had been frozen, helpless, and he'd taken advantage of it? Of us? But then that meant he'd been around us while we were frozen, so that could only mean that he had taken care of us.

As quickly as it came, the anger I felt vanished. It was strange, one moment I was furious, the next, the feeling was completely gone. The realization that my son had clearly taken advantage of my and my daughter's frozen bodies was still there, of course, but now it felt like it didn't matter. After all, he had taken care of us, what happened while he had done that was unimportant. It was like asking him to hand me my keys, what did it matter if he used his right hand or the left one to do it? He did it anyways, the details were of no concern. Not worth any note.

I blinked hard as I reconciled the feelings within me.

So what if he'd apparently used Penelope and I to relieve himself while we were frozen? He had taken care of us, the details of what he had done while doing that were irrelevant. Nothing to worry about. I shouldn't worry about it.

“So, you took care of us?” I asked him gently. Thankful that he had done something so selfless for Penny and I. Taking care of women while we were frozen and helpless was good. Whatever had happened to us during that time, beyond being taken care of, was completely irrelevant. I didn't really acknowledge the thought, not anymore than I acknowledged gravity. It was simply something obvious. No need to think too much about it right now.

“Yeah, mom.” Penny confirmed, settling the matter. “Liam took care of us.”

“Uh. Y-yeah.” Liam agreed with a cracking voice. He was probably nervous still. He had looked scared when I had noticed my shirt was covered in his cum, but that was before I realized that he came all over me while he was taking care of me. Sure, if he had tried to do that any other time I'd be calling the cops after giving him the beating of his life but, since he did it while taking care of me then obviously it didn't matter.

I carefully rose from the bed, my legs still a little stiff, and approached him. He looked shell shocked as I moved, I noticed his eyes being drawn to my open shirt, specifically to my breasts encased in the black bra. I felt my brow furrow for a fraction of a second, but he had probably opened my shirt while taking care of me so there was no harm in him looking now. The sirens I could hear outside told me that whatever had happened to Penny and I, and apparently every other woman out there, was still causing chaos of some kind so, as far as I could tell, Liam was still taking care of us.

“You said we were frozen for six hours?” I asked him, curious, as I stood in front of him. Clearly something was going on here.

“Yeah,” he confirmed, his voice a little more steady as he fought to look me in the eye. He was failing miserably. I decided to throw him a bone and began to button my shirt only for his hand to shoot out and hold my own.

“Liam.” I said a warning tone. I was still his mother and he would not be manhandling me. His eyes roamed up and down my body for a few seconds before his hand slowly let go of my own.

“Sorry.” He muttered in a weak and guilty voice.

Penny chuckled from the side as she looked at the exchange. “Come on, bro, you can't just go around grabbing women.”

A **** noise came out of him at that and he looked away from us.

“Let's go to the living room.” I told the two of them as I walked to the door. My lower half was still only covered by my high waisted pantyhose over my panties but I was less worried about that and more worried about what Liam could tell us about this… event. A part of me felt slightly... Airy, for lack of a better word, like I was missing something obvious.

I went straight to the kitchen and downed a full glass of water, relieving my parched throat, after that I went to the living room and dropped my still stiff body on the couch, crossing my legs.

Penny sat down next to me with a groan as she rubbed her back and neck. Liam remained standing, I could feel his eyes on me. I raised an eyebrow as I saw the crotch of his pants twitch minutely.

“Sorry.” He said again.

“It's alright,” I told him, and I meant it. It'd be different if he was looking at my tits at any other time but, with the chaos outside, he was clearly still taking care of us, so it was no big deal for now. “Now, what happened? Exactly.”

He took a moment to gather his thoughts and began talking. My eyebrows rose in disbelief as he described the moment Penny had stopped moving while they were talking, how every woman in the mall had simply become unresponsive at the same time with no warning. He told the two of us about slowly getting Penny back to the car and driving her home, about the streets full of frozen women. About the chaos outside.

It was unsettling. I tried to hide my unease from him and Penny but I instinctively knew that my daughter felt just as disturbed about the whole thing as I did.

My brow furrowed as I glanced at the still drawn curtains and the noise of sirens outside.

A growing part of me was utterly terrified at what Liam described. Something had happened to me, and Penny, and apparently every other woman, and I didn't know how to explain it.

As I sat there on my cum stained dress shirt and pantyhose I could only be thankful that Liam had taken care of us.