"Eat me"

She looks at you with an intensity you've never seen before.

"Eat me," she says in a hoarse whisper.

You are so stunned that you don't respond.

"Did you hear me?" she asks, louder this time. "I want you to change me back...and then eat me."

You muster your words. "Really?" you squeak. Okay, maybe just one word then.

"Yes..." she breathes, closing her eyes. You notice that she is fingering herself. In front of you.

This is so hot. And you really want to do it: turn your mother into a tiny fruit, peel her while she flails helplessly, then slowly eat her soft, sweet body, bite by delicious bite....

But you worry.

"What if you...die?" you ask, picking up the calculator with shaking hands.

"Don't...care...." she pants, biting her lip and moaning.