Big changes for Esther and Allie

Over the course of the next two months, Enzo’s entire life was turned upside-down... And it all started with some hair dye.

“Do you like it?” Esther beamed at her son, brushing a hand through her long, platinum-blonde locks.

“Y-yeah, Mom. Sure.”

She frowned. “You don’t sound too impressed.”

“It’s just... Did you want this, or did Gary?”

“Huh? I wanted it because he wanted it,” Esther sighed. “That’s how real relationships work. You’ll understand that someday.”

“What do you mean ‘real?’ Me and Allie—”

“Oh, Sweetie, no, that’s not what I meant! You two are great together,” she replied with a shake of her head. “I meant that you aren’t a real... Um... You’re not an Alpha.”

That was the theme in the Slater household, for the rest of autumn: “Gary wants, Esther gets.”

First it was the blonde hair, then her wardrobe started getting younger, more hip, less modest. In fact, Enzo couldn’t help but notice the similarity between his mother’s new fashion sense and that of his girlfriend. She pranced around in tight dresses, short skirts, and tied-off blouses... Normal attire for a young woman in Salt Bay, but not the kind of outfits that Enzo expected his mother get excited about.

But Esther was excited, and every day she looked more and more at-home in the skimpy getups. One afternoon Enzo caught her staring into the mirror, bouncing up and down in a thin crop top.

“Damn... He’s right,” she mumbled. “He’s always right. I need to fix this.”

The very next day, she was off to the body modification clinic for an entry-level breast expansion.

Esther arrived home late that night, beaming with pride and cradling her new melons. They were almost as large as Allie's, and almost-sorta-natural: Gary had paid for hormone treatments in addition to the small implants, in order to keep her rack soft and tit-fuckable. Despite all the bouncy, glorious cleavage, however, Enzo barely reacted to the sight of his topless mother. He was too busy looking at his girlfriend, and the tiny white stick she was holding.

“Enzo, I—Oh, hi Mrs. Slater,” Allie said, eyeing up her boyfriend’s mom. “Those look great. Would you mind giving us a minute?”

“What’s the matter, Allie? You two look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

“Mom...” Enzo took a deep breath. “...She’s pregnant.”

Dumbfounded, Esther looked to Allie. The younger woman nodded, holding up the positive test. “Did Mr. Aleph drive you home?”

“Um... I... Yes,” Esther stammered. “Why?”

“I think you’d better get him in here.”

“Why—Oh. Oh.” Her arms dropped to her sides, letting her brand-new tits bounce freely... But nobody was focused on them. “Yes, I think I’d better.”

By Thanksgiving, Esther looked like she could’ve been Allie’s big sister. Enzo’s mom was blonde, busty, and youthful, with only a few faker-looking touches to set her body apart from Allie’s.

The other major difference was Allie’s baby bump. She wasn’t showing very much, but she didn’t try to hide it, exposing her navel more than ever. It was enough to catch Enzo’s eye every time he looked at her, though he didn’t mind: Gary had been fucking the girl less and less since impregnating her, and he treated her more gently when he did.

“You kids have fun” was his mantra, usually said while balls-deep in his customized blonde fucktoy. He was glued to Esther’s side, letting Enzo and Allie do their own thing for the most part.

When Thanksgiving dinner rolled around, all four of them were in attendance, along with Allie’s parents and a few of Gary’s Alpha friends from Pacific City. The evening started out normally enough, with cooking and drinking and chatting... The only wrinkle was that the tipsy Alphas couldn’t keep their hands off Allie (or their dicks out of her holes).

But when it came time to sit down and eat, Gary declared that he had a few big announcements to make.

The first was that he would be marrying Esther Slater. By the look on her face, this was the first Enzo’s mother had heard of a possible engagement... But she was overjoyed nonetheless, interrupting him with a tackle across the table followed by a deep kiss.

After a while Gary had to push her away, redirecting her attention down to his crotch. Esther licked her plump lips, then wrapped them around her new fiance’s cock. She eagerly took his length into her mouth, then eased it down her throat as he began the second announcement.

Not only would Esther be taking his last name, but he had decided that she would be changing her first name as well. Starting that evening, “Esther Slater” would be known as “Ezzy Aleph.”

Enzo leaned back in his seat, trying not to frown or stare at his newly-renamed mother slobbering on Gary’s erection. He reached over and took Allie’s hand.

For a moment his girlfriend accepted his grasp, squeezing it in a silent act of support... But then one of Gary’s friends shouted something, and Allie had to pull away. She crawled under the dining table, rushing to service yet another Alpha cock.

“I’ll be proud to call you ‘son,’ Enzo,” Gary said, looking to the distraught boy as he wrapped up his speech. “And you, Allie—Where is Allie, anyway?”

One of his friends responded by reaching under the table, pounding the girl’s mouth until she let out a sputtering, **** sound.

“Alright, alright,” Gary chuckled. “If you can hear me, I’ll be proud to call you... Huh, actually, I’m not really sure. ‘Sorta-Daughter?’ ‘Baby Mama?’ ‘Used-Up Template for my New Wife’s Makeover?’” That last option got a laugh from his friends, and Ezzy let out a gurgle that might have been one.

“Whatever we settle on, I consider you part of the family too. Even if Enzo fucks things up with you, I’ll be sure to keep you close... Closer, even.”

The Alpha facefucking Allie let out a woop of excitement. “And if you don’t, I will! Her throat’s almost as awesome as her tits!”

After that there was plenty of laughing, drinking, and making merry. As soon as Esther (woops, I mean Ezzy) was done sucking Gary dry, she turned to her son.

“Sweetie, you—Mmp...” She stopped to lick a thick glob of jizz from her finger, swallowing it down before continuing. “...You should ask Allie to stay the night. One of Gary’s friends will be in the guest room, so she can sleep in yours.”

Shit, really? Enzo smiled and nodded eagerly. Finally, I can spend all night with a girl... MY girl. I guess this engagement thing isn’t so bad after all, if it makes Mom so happy.

At 1:00 AM that night, Enzo wasn’t smiling anymore. Yes, Allie was staying in his bedroom... But he was sleeping on the couch.

As he tried to stay warm under the slightly-too-small blanket and get comfy on the slightly-too-firm cushions, he had to listen to his kind, delicate, pregnant girlfriend getting pounded like a piece of meat. Two of Gary’s friends had elected to bunk with her, and by the sound of it they were trying to batter the house down.

Sighing wearily, Enzo started watching a movie on his phone. I’m gonna have to wait until they run out of juice, he thought. Guess I’m sleeping through class tomorrow.

Just as he was starting to get into the film, something slapped onto his phone, obscuring the glowing screen and nearly knocking it from his hand.

Looking up, it took Enzo a moment to figure out what was going on: one of Gary’s Alpha buddies was standing there buck-naked, his giant, oozing, spit-soaked erection lying directly on Enzo’s phone.

“Gah! What the fuck?” He dropped the phone, which landed on the floor with a thud.

“Relaaax,” the man laughed, waggling his dick a few times. “You’re too serious, Kid. You should loosen up a bit... Like your girl!”

“I...” Enzo trailed off, his tired mind unable to figure out a witty yet Alpha-appropriate comeback.

“Speaking of which, do you know where your dad keeps his go-go pills? I’m flagging, here, and I ain’t about to stop using those titties.”

“Most of them are in his—My mom’s bedroom,” Enzo practically growled. “...But there should be a few in the bathroom. Second drawer down.”

“Thanks. Hey, wait... You’re not skimming any, are yah? Those are for Alphas only.”

“I’m super, duper aware,” Enzo replied, shutting his eyes. “Goodnight.”

“Night, Kid! Thanks for sharing.” With that the man was gone, stomping back up to the bedroom where Allie and his friend were still fucking.

Enzo waited until he heard the door slam shut before picking up his phone again. As the slapping, pounding, and moaning coming from upstairs grew louder, he rushed to turn on the movie to drown it out...

...Only to find that his screen was covered in a thick layer of slime. He had to get up and grabbed a tissue to wipe it away, cleaning off the man’s seed along with Allie’s spit and juices. Finally, he was ready to—

...Wait, is that...

A long, thin crack ran across the screen of Enzo’s phone, leading to the impact mark where he’d dropped it on the floor.

Fuck.