Did she?

"I-I mean..." Brenda said as John stood over her. There was something about him that just became... intimidating when she found out that he had powers.

...and exciting, but there were more important things to think about at the moment.

The way he leaned over her had Brenda spreading her legs and starting to lie backwards before she knew what she was doing. Her heart skipped a beat in her chest, and for a moment, the fear and excitement popped a thousand new questions into her head. They both knew that John could practically see them appearing on her features. After a couple seconds, her fear quickly dissipated, though. If it was her son, then she highly doubted that he was going to hurt her, with or without his powers.

"N-no," she said eventually, her eyes darting down to the monster jutting up from between John's legs. Her eyes widened when she realized how wide her legs were spread for him, and with a gasp, she **** her thighs to loudly slap shut.

"No?" John asked, and his words drew her gaze back to him again. His eyes were... powerful in that moment. They loomed over her in a way that had never even seemed possible back when he had just been a shut-in gamer. She swallowed hard, and felt her voice come up dry in her throat. She opened her mouth to speak, but when nothing came out, she had to shake her head to answer him. "No," John repeated with her affirmation, and his shoulders drooped. "Oh thank god..." he mumbled under a heavy breath.

Brenda tried to scold him for his language again but failed, once more, to find the words. That presence she felt, it... disappeared gradually, but her body didn't stop reacting. She wasn't sure if she could stop reacting with him right there. Hell, she had to stop herself from crying out when her little pussy tightened up suddenly and **** an uncomfortable amount of seed out of her closing entrance. Her face burned a bright red as John looked down confused at her and she turned to avoid his gaze.

"W-what all can you do?" she said. She couldn't even get away. John still had her wrists in his hands and he stood, almost like he was perched vigilantly in front of her. He was the one who had her pinned now, and she knew it. She couldn't do anything, certainly not against somebody with 'magical powers'. She was just stuck, and if he chose to do something completely random, like... step closer between her legs...

Well, she would have had **** but to open them for him! She was at his mercy after all.

"Not much..." John told her and shifted in a way that left him almost an arms length away from her. Brenda almost whimpered. "I can identify some things... change others. It seems to vary, and I'm not good with them yet."

She was left with ****. She had to do what he wanted!

"Oh..." she mumbled, "...like you did with your..." she trailed off, and her heart began to race. This had been her opportunity, a chance to... see what kind of abilities her son had. Both of them watched with unblinking eyes as her legs spread once again...unnecessarily wide. The lower part of her jaw dropped slightly when she realized how accidentally exaggerated the movement had become. Her face burned bright red as her legs moved far off to each side of John's body and she made what felt like a stupidly obvious show of revealing herself to him. Her pussy trembled on the perverted pedestal of jiggling ass-flesh and cum she had put it atop of. A pedestal that put her slit just at the perfect height for him. "D-dick..." she said and almost tried to pull her hands away from John in her moment of embarrassment. His fingers only tightened in a way that felt reassuring around her wrists.

"Yeah..." was all she got from John. She swallowed dryly again as the house fell into silence. They just stood there... for so long. It seemed like all he could do all the time, and she was sick of it! Brenda's eyes shot back open as she pulled on her own wrists, using them to drag John forward until he stood in the crevice between her legs. Her breath hitched and skipped between needy inhalations as they watched his cock bounce a couple times off her stomach and come to a blatantly naughty stop on the lower part of her belly.

"Do yo- do you want to try it out?" she asked when his bobbing shaft came to a stop. "I-I mean it's just, it's b-bigger now th-than before so..." she stammered and drew back slightly. She was putting herself out there. She wanted it, and now he knew. Her back fell flush with the wet surface of the entryway table as she lifted her hips up for John. "If-if you want to... use it that is..." Her whole pussy display was lifted for emphasis, raised and glistening for John to just take that meaty cock and split her like a-

"I'm actually feeling kind of hungry right now if that's alright..." John said and Brenda's heart sank. She immediately straightened back up, and John's hand left her, both physically and emotionally, with a little pit of despair sinking through her chest.

"Y-y-yeah," she stammered and carefully pushed off the table. Her legs were a little weak as she pushed to her feet, and much to her own disappointment, John was there to just help her steady herself. She couldn't even refuse the assistance he gave her since she was pretty sure she would have fallen without it. "I guess I can g-go make something," she said. Her hands clenched and unclenched nervously at her sides.

It's not so bad, she told herself as she slowly turned to walk back up the stairs. At least this way he had told her about his powers, and she had stupidly let it be known to him that she was a pervert. His own mother. After everything she had said to him once he had come through the door, there was no way he didn't know. The image she had spent years carefully crafting to help him live a normal life was just... gone. In the end, Brenda decided that it was just fairer this wa-

"Do not put on clothes," John said. His tone was firm once again, loud and clear like it had been only moments ago when he told her about his powers.

His mother froze when John spoke. His voice came out slightly higher than he intended, and he heard how it wavered when it left his lips, but she did stop. He considered the possibility that she had stopped to chew him out, to snap at him after figuring out that things had only gotten this way between them because of his powers, but after everything he had seen so far, he figured it was worth the risk. After all, since he came home, she had quite literally told him to dominate her. Then, when he told her about his powers, her body language didn't change from the way it had been talking to him so far. The way she writhed and squirmed under the slightest of his touches seemed like she was begging for him to fuck her again.

Then he was pretty sure that she actually did beg him!

So when she just stopped at the base of the stairs and stood there, John didn't actually know what the right thing to do was. She didn't say anything. She pretty much froze in place. The only movement he could see on her part was the clenching and unclenching motions she made with one of her fists. His hands started shaking again as he took a step closer to her and tried one more time.

"I-I..." he stammered and this time he was sure she heard it. She must have. "I want you to stay naked..." he said. Brenda's jaw fell open in a silent gasp, her eyes widened, and she turned to look at John as he got closer. He watched as she stared at him for a full minute, glancing back and forth between his face and the jutting hardness still hanging between his legs. Her mouth slowly closed over the course of the time that she just stood there, and just as her lips started to meet, John watched as she carefully wet them with her tongue when he got too close. "Go on..." he told her and reached out to lightly squeeze her butt with his open hand. Her lips curled upwards slightly in an open mouth smile that she tried and utterly failed to hide when he touched her.

"Okay..."

Neither one of them really said much after that. Any words that they could come up with were just... unimportant, and unnecessary. So much had already happened just to get to that moment for them that it was like anything that they did want to say just seemed to die in their throats. A simple look at the other was more than enough to tell them that they both understood the gravity of everything involved in this relationship change. Yet, despite how dangerous it was and how horrible they both knew it could end, neither one of them seemed to even try to tell the other that they should stop what they had been doing.

For Brenda, the line had been crossed. She had reached the point where she felt like she just didn't care what other people would think. She didn't care about what anyone might say if they were discovered, and the moment when John told her to stay naked became the moment when he told her that he didn't care either. They were both in it from here, so she did what he wanted, especially if it made him happy. And for John...

Well, he was having sex, why would he put a stop to that?!

Brenda Newman
Level 9 Housewife
<MILF>
HP: 239/239
Relationship: 191

John used Observe on his mother as she finished cooking and set a pair of plates down on the table. Her relationship score was higher now, John realized as rising wisps of tomato and garlic wafted through the kitchen air. Light hints of basil, oregano, beef, sausage, and Parmesan cheese filled John's nostrils as he looked over both his and his mother's stats. She liked him more now, a lot more. Before, it had been around the low level of 150 points in his favor, but now... She was almost forty points higher than before, and as the two of them sat there, wantonly gazing at the other, the points slowly ticked up more and more.

It wasn't until the relationship score hit 195 and the two of them had finished eating that something happened, and strangely enough... It happened when the clock struck twelve. Midnight came, and at the same time, one of the clocks in the house suddenly let out this almost ominously loud panging sound. The pop-up with his mother's information on it vanished and John watched as the information involving his quest popped back up.

New Quest: Humble Beginnings
Your life of adventure has truly begun, but it has started on a faulty step and risks ending before you actually get anywhere. Someone close to you has seen you do something you shouldn't have and it needs to be fixed.

• Stop your mother from telling people about your powers

Rewards:

• 200 XP
• 5 Stat Points

Optional Objectives

• Do not let anyone else spread the word about your powers
• Stop your mother from telling anyone without killing her

Rewards:

• 50 XP
• 1 Random Item

TURN IN QUEST?
YES | NO

"Oh shit!" John mumbled through a mouthful of food as he looked through the reappeared pop-up.

"John!" his mother snapped. He merely mumbled out an apology as his fingers flicked across the new screen to appear in front of him.

250 experience points... It was enough for him to level up. He still wasn't sure what would happen if he did somehow manage to reach level four. Part of him didn't want to wait. At this rate, based on everything he had seen and learned over the past two days, the only way for him to get experience had been through quests. The problem was that his quests came daily, though, only one at a time.

The other important thing of note was the random item. There was no specific information in that regard. He tried using Observe and clicking on and around the words to see if he could get something else to pop-up for more information, but it never happened. In the end, he was **** to relent without anymore information and press on the image for the 'Yes' button.

The moment his fingers touched the magical screen, John watched as the whole screen flickered brightly before his eyes then disappeared in a flash of golden light that gradually shrunk into a single point. The single golden point hovered in front of him for a couple seconds as three more pop-ups appeared around it.

+200 Exp!

+5 stat points

Padded sports-sleeves have been added to your inventory!

That was it...

The other pop-up never appeared, the one with the last little bit of experience, no matter how long John spent waiting for it. He stared at the space where the little speck of golden light floated in the air for a couple more seconds after those pop-ups had appeared and watched as it slowly dissipated into nothing. His features paled as John's heart dropped in his chest. His brow furrow and his heart began to race. He got only one of the optional rewards... and his mother was still alive. It took him mere seconds to pull the specifics of his completed quests back up and read through them, and as his eyes flicked to the one gray line he had skipped over before... it only served to confirm what he had been dreading.

Somebody else knew about his powers.

"No... no, no, no..." John mumbled under a heavy breath, his head shaking from side to side as he shoved away from the dining table.

"John?" his mother asked, her voice clearer now as the effects of the **** had gradually waned in her system. Mainly because the past hour had been fairly sobering for the two of them. "What's wrong?"

"H-how?" he stammered, pacing back and forth out of the room. His hands raked roughly through his own hair as he read through the details of the quest again and again. The details were clear as day... someone knew.

"John, you're worrying me," Brenda squeaked from the kitchen table as she carefully stood up from the kitchen table too, "What-"

"Someone knows!" John snapped and turned to face her, his eyes burning. He watched as she jumped in place, silently repeating his words. He could see the confusion building on her face as his focus turned to his mother. "MY POWERS, MOM!" he shouted suddenly and she retreated sharply, her feet carrying her a little further away from him. His hands slowly began to curl and twist into fists at his sides as he stared at her. "Somebody knows about my powers!"

For how threatening he may have seemed at that moment, it soon became clear that it wasn't enough to scare away Brenda. In mere seconds, she seemed to notice how his hands shook at his side and the angry gritting in his teeth was overpowered by the wavering in his voice.

"Baby..." she said and practically shoved the table out of the way to get over to John, "...I swear I didn't tell anyone." She reached out to grab his hand as soon as she was within arm's reach, but John pulled away. "I promise, baby. Please!" she said and stepped closer. She didn't give him the chance to pull away again. She just snatched up one of his wrists and held it in front of her as she spoke, forcing him to look at her. "You have to believe me! I didn't say anything to anyone. I've been here all day! I haven't even talked to anyone else!"

She actually yanked on John's arm the next time he went to try and pull away from her. And when he looked back at her to glare and shove away, her eyes bore back into him just as much with a strange kind of gentle earnestness.

"Please..." she said. Her eyes darted back and forth between John's own eyes.

One of the clocks in the house let out another ominous panging noise again. John simply glared down at his mother as the bell struck one more time...

Two...

The main quest... John thought suddenly and turned to look at the pop-up still floating off to his side. His expression fell blank as he read through the requirements for passing the main part of the quest one more time.

Stop your mother from telling people about your powers...

"It wasn't you," he said as he read over the first and primary requirement for his quest. The one that would have made the quest outright impossible to turn in if she had told anyone. A gasp echoed from off to John's side as his mother sighed in relief. He did believe her now after all, but John couldn't get that feeling to go away. That aching... wrongness in his abdomen that told him it still wasn't okay. The problem didn't just go away with that revelation. After all, if his mother wasn't the one who told somebody about his powers...

Then how had he been figured out?