Sherrie Helps Max

As Sherrie stared at her hand, she eventually gasped and broke the brief silence.

Max didn’t understand why she looked so shocked at first, nor why a smile was forming on her lips, but he quickly noticed that his mother was getting younger. In just a few seconds, her skin became tighter and more vibrant, and Sherrie quickly began to look like a taller, bustier, brunette version of his sister. Her face was lit up with joy, and she quickly began glancing around the garage for something.

Sherrie paused, then looked over to an empty corner of the room and held her ringed hand out.

A full-length mirror appeared, and she giggled and skipped over to it to get a good look at herself.

While she was gasping and posing for herself, Max swallowed hard as his cock thumped and ached at the sight of her curvy form move and bend.

“This is amazing!” Sherrie said, then gasped at the higher-pitched tone in her voice. “Max, do you see this?!”

“Y-Yeah.” He said, blushing and forcing his eyes to meet hers as she turned to face him. “Like I said, you should probably be careful with it.”

“Sure, sure” She said, still grinning as she dismissed him with a wave. Her eyes slowly fell back down to his crotch and the lengthy bulge he was sporting, and she raised an eyebrow as Max suspected she might be realizing what he was doing in the bathroom before losing the ring.

“Anyway, I might need some help with something…” He admitted, awkwardly adjusting his huge raging cock underneath the fabric of his clothes. “It’s TMI, I know, but I might be stuck with a permanent hard-on.”

“A what?” Sherrie asked with a giggle-snort. “Why would you do that to yourself?”

“I don’t know, a lot was going through my head when I found out what the ring could do!” He said, feeling more embarrassed by the second. “Do you think you could, you know…?”

Sherrie laughed again, then sighed. She stared at him for a moment, thinking something over. Part of him grew nervous as the brief moment of silence.

“Alright, let me see it.”

“Huh?” Max asked, his eyes wide. “You want me to-“

“I’m not sure if I can fix it without looking at it.” She said, crossing her arms over her tits once again. “Don’t worry, it’s not like I haven’t seen your junk before.”

Well, that's a good point, Max thought with a defeated sigh. He carefully lifted his shirt and pulled down the waistband of his shorts, allowing his beefy beef stick and fleshy tennis balls to fling out in the warm air of the garage. Max was still in awe of his enhanced cock, and he resisted the powerful urge to reach forward and start stroking it.

“Jesus, Max…” Sherrie said in almost a whisper, bringing up a hand to cover her smile. “That’s… wow.”

“Yeah, I might’ve gotten carried away.” He said, his face as red as a tomato. “Can you fix it, or what?”

Sherrie didn’t answer, she just stared at it as it openly twitched in front of him.

Then, Max felt an instant sense of relief as his dick began deflating like a balloon. It was still rather large even as it hung limply above his huge balls, which were still aching to a degree. He sighed, then began to stuff it back into his shorts.

“Thanks mom.”

“Uh huh.” Sherrie said, trying to suppress more laughter. “Just be careful with that thing, or else you could do some serious damage.”

Max rolled his eyes.

“Same goes for you.” He said, his expression serious, but then a thought crossed his mind. “… Hey, if I asked for the ring back, would you-“

“Not a chance.”

“Yeah, figures.”

Sherrie shook her head and admired the ring on her youthful hand once again for a moment before she turned and began towards the exit.

“I’m going to go finish up dinner.” She said, then glanced back over her shoulder. “Let’s keep this ring business just between us for now, yeah?”

“Sure, yeah.” He said, his eyes glued to his mom’s round ass until it left his view. His cock twitched, beginning to swell back up as soon as the door closed.

Well, that went smoother than expected, he thought. Hopefully things weren’t going to get too weird around the house… Then again, the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to know what kind of suppressed kinks he might’ve given his hot mom.