Why not both? Putting Mom under your power.

(Author's Note: No sex yet. Build up.)

Fuck it. The Magic Cock Ring gives you the power to do whatever (and more importantly WHOever) you damn well please. Making your sister your complete puppet has made all the power go to your head. So, enough games and pussyfooting around it. You're making your mother a ****, too.

You leave the room and take out the MCR, bringing it to your mouth. "Your mouth and body will do whatever your son tells you to do as long as he says 'Please.' Your mind is free to question these orders as long as you follow them." You squeeze the MCR and it vibrates slightly.

You grin to yourself and slip the cock ring on your finger. You head back to the living room and focus on your mom's shoulder. Your finger appears there. After a moment, your mom blinks and starts looking around. You take your finger out and decide to test your power over your mom.

"Mom, please change the channel to one of our porn channels."

Your mom scoffs and raises an eyebrow at you. "That's gross. Besides, don't you have an entire internet where you can find stuff like that?" Despite what she's saying, you watch as her hand grabs the remote and switches it to a channel where a woman is bent over a pool table getting hardcore railed from behind by a guy with a foot long dick. Your mom blinks and looks at the TV. She gasps and presses a button to flip the TV back to the previous channel. She looks confused, glancing at her hand.

You sigh. "Mom, please change back to the porn channel and leave it on there until I tell you otherwise."

Your mom stares at you. "What the hell is the matter with you?" Her hand flips the channel back to the woman who is now also blowing another man who crawled onto the table. Your mom looks at the TV and tries to press another button. However, no matter how she tries, her fingers won't move to change the channel. "What is wrong with me?" she mutters to herself.

You settle back on the couch and watch the screen, starting to rub at your crotch. Your mom is more confused than ever. She makes a face at the screen and then shudders. She glances at you and sees how you're touching yourself. She gets up from the couch.

"Okay," she says. "If you want some privacy, you could have just said so. I'll be in my room."

"Please sit back down, mom," you say without looking at the screen.

Your mom obeys the order and looks almost panic stricken. She looks at you, almost pleading. "Why can't I control myself, John? Why am I doing what you tell me to do?"

You decide to ignore her for now. You look at her and shrug. "Be a good girl, mom, and please whip out your tits."

She goes from panicked to furious in less than a second. "Young man, you have no right to talk to your mother like that." Her hands reach down to her shirt and start lifting it. "You apologize to me right now and go to your room." Once her bra is exposed, she pulls it down quickly and you get a good look at her magnificent boobs. Her nipples are dark and round on her breasts. She looks down and gasps, immediately putting her breasts away. She looks at you, almost frightened. "What in God's name is going on around here?"

"Please stop talking and get completely naked," you say as you rub your growing bulge.

Her mouth shuts but her eyes widen as she stands and starts stripping off her clothes completely. It's not long until you have your mother nude in front of you. Her bush is in serious need of a trim, as if she hasn't really had sex in a while and stopped caring. Once she's naked in front of you, she tries her best to cover herself up. This won't do at all.

"Please stop trying to cover yourself and just show me your naked body." Her hands drop to her sides. Your mom watches you, terrified as to whatever is going on. Now, what to do with your new slut-**** mommy...