You and Melanie were separated at birth

A few minutes later, you're sinking into your good 'ol living room couch, with Melanie beside you. On the other side of the coffee table, your mother and father are sitting restlessly, awaiting your explanation.

While Dad is a relatively plain, mixed-European man in his fifties, your mother Sofia Doe is something else entirely. She's 15 years younger than her spouse, and she looks it; there isn't a speck of grey in her dark, wavy hair. Her flowing locks and darker complexion are both the result of her half-Hispanic heritage.

I guess her ass is, too, you think, eyeing up her hips as she shifts nervously in her tight jeans. You haven't looked at Mom that way before, but given the circumstances...

"John?" Your eyes snap up to her worried face. "Aren't you going to tell us what the hell is going on?"

You take a deep breath. "Mom... Dad... Remember when you told me about my adoption? How the hospital didn't know where I came from... I just showed up on their doorstep, right?"

Your parents hesitate, and your heart skips a beat... But then they nod, giving you the go-ahead to continue.

"Well, it turns out that after I was born, some crazy nurse kidnapped me. She got cold feet, though, and so she dropped me back off a few days later."

Your father looks confused. "But why didn't they just return you to Melanie?"

"Uh, well, since she worked at the hospital, she had access to all the patient files and stuff," you improvise. "She must have deleted the record of Melanie giving birth and losing her kid. They didn't know I was me."

"That's... God, that's so awful," your mother says, shaking her head. "Separated for so long... Melanie didn't know what happened to you for almost twenty--" She stops, staring at your new mother. "But wait, how is she so young?"

Oh shit. Can't have them doing the math... "Don't worry about it. All those years, they aren't important now... All that matters is that we're together."

That seems to do the trick... But in classic Mom form, she immediately jumps on a different concern. "So, now that you have your real family back, what does that mean for us? For Carl and me?"

"You're still my parents," you quickly reassure her. "The family's just a little bigger now!"

"Glad to hear it," your dad says, patting Mom's leg. "I can't wait to get to know your birth mother... And, uh, your father?"

Melanie opens her mouth to speak, but you preempt her. "Oh, uh, don't worry about him. He's fine and everything, but he doesn't need to be a part of this whole situation... Not right now, anyway."

Your mother shrugs. "Okay. But what is this situation? What happens next?"

"Well, I really do want us to become one happy family," you reply. "I think it's best if Melanie and I both move in with you for a while. I really want to see what it's like living together... Honestly, after being deprived of my birth parents all these years, it'll be nice to see what it's like having two moms."

Your parents both nod. "Two moms... Well, I always hoped I would be enough for you, but given the circumstances, I just can't bring myself to feel jealous," Sofia says with a smile. "But there is one thing I'm wondering... What are you going to call us? Am I 'Mom,' or is Melanie?"

"Oh, that's easy enough," Melanie pipes up. "John already has this cute little nickname for me. He can keep calling you Mom, and I'll be Mommy-slut!"

In the silence that follows, the only sound is a pained gurgle deep in your throat. As your parents' eyes grow wide, you rally and rattle off an explanation:

"Nono! I mean, yes, that's what I call her, but it's fine because she takes care of me sexually! And that's fine as well, because that's just what a good Mom does! But, uh, only her, not you! I mean, maybe you as well, if I feel like it, but it's okay that you haven't been doing that kind of thing so far! Because, uh... Reasons!"

It's one of the least convincing things you've said since you made The Choice, but all things considered, it goes pretty well.

"Because..." Mom raises an eyebrow. "Because reasons? Are you sure I haven't been neglecting you? If I haven't been taking care of you properly--"

"No, seriously, it's fine," you continue. "This whole situation is special, and it only just started when I found Melanie. No need to worry about the past... You've always been a great mom."

Since your newfound powers give her complete confidence in everything you say, that final statement is one of the most genuine complements she's ever received; her face lights up, and she practically leaps up from her chair. "Come here... Both of you!"

As your mother wraps you in a tight embrace, rubbing her heavy breasts against you through her blouse, you feel your cock twitching. When she pulls in Melanie, adding her own scantily-clad body to the mix, your erection comes out in full ****.

"Oh... Oh my God, are you--" Oh fuck, Mom noticed. "Wow... Is this..." She pulls back, her hands still on your shoulders. "I guess it's a good thing we have this new arrangement, mm? Do you want your Mommy-slut to take care of it, or should I?"