Susan's mind in Bunny's body

Dave wished for his mother to remember who she was before the bone transformed her but be unable to stop giving him head until he came in her mouth and she swallowed.

The dull gleam of blissful idiocy in Bunny's eyes vanished. Her eye brows shot up and she made a horrified gurgle in the back of her throat as she realized what had been done to her. Then she glared in fury as she realized what was still being done to her as she continued to helplessly blow her son.

"You're right, Susan," he confessed to her unspoken condemnations. "I'm an evil mother fucker. But I wish swallowing my jizz would make you cum hard."

She glared at him as she continued to bob her head along his shaft. This was what he needed. This was what the bone needed. Evil would be rewarded.

He shot his wad, groaning in satisfaction as his mother gulped down his semen, then threw herself back, having done what she needed to be able to stop blowing him, according to his wish, only to be racked with the most powerful orgasm of her life in accordance with his other wish.

Jake was cuming as well, icing Auntie Chartreuse's delecate feet. Dave's aunt grinned triumphantly and commanded Jake to clean up his mess with his tongue, which he slavishly did.

"You fucker!" Susan gasped out once she could speak. "How could you possibly be so horrid?"

Dave shrugged and grinned wickedly at his mother.

"I really didn't mean to take it this far, mom," he said. "But the more I use the wishbone, the more I want to use it. I'm sure you'd understand if I told you to. But for right now, I just want you to be yourself, trapped in a pornstar body, compelled to masturbate as you watch me fondle your sister."

He wished for her to stay there on the floor and wished for his aunt to kick Jake away from her feet and then stand up and strip down.

"Time to eat me, worm!" Auntie Chartreuse told Jake, then perched bare-assed on the edge of the chair and directed him to her cunt.

Jake whimpered in ecstasy and scrambled back to his Mistress to dive between her thighs.

Dave tucked the wishbone behind his ear, confident that none of the others were in any position to grab it, even if he dropped it. He stepped behind his aunt and grabbed hold of the spectacular tits he had wished for her, wishing for her to love the attention.

"Oh yes, that's niiiice" Auntie Chartreuse said, squirming as Dave fondled her rack and Jake slobbered slavishly on her clit.

Dave grinned at his horrified mother as she watched, unable to keep from stroking her own love muffin. Dave wished for her to find her sister's molestation arousing, despite her disgust, or possibly because of it. The wishbone throbbed behind his ear and Susan whimpered helplessly as her nipples rose atop her massive tits.

Dave gave Chartreuse's nips a vigorous squeeze and the dominatrix gasped.

"Is this helping with your memory, Auntie Chartreuse?" he asked.

"I...I..." she said. "I don't remember..."

Of course, she could remember anything Dave wanted her to. She could remember being Aunt Jane or Auntie Chartreuse, or Jake's mom or the Queen of Sweden.