Sincerely

Both of Mom’s current active effects would help you push without you having to strangely leave and come back, so you decided to just use the baseline of her two passives to start with. The first made her more likely to accept regular orders and the second was for sexual orders, both of which you hoped would help in your upcoming conversation.

“Look Mom, this might sound a bit blunt but I’m telling you that you should start going. You already look fantastic so this isn’t about that. It feels like you’ve been stuck in this house ever since we first moved here and I don’t want you to regret it ten years down the line so I’m gonna order you to go” you declared, watching her focus instantly turn towards you.

“Well, I think…” Mom started to reply before you cut her off.

“No. This isn’t up for debate. I’ll take an extra shift on Thursday and we can both go after I finish up at school” you countered, making Mom speechless for a second before she tried again.

“But I…” she continued, getting interrupted by you once again.

“No buts, if you try to talk back again, then there’s going to be consequences” you warned, getting a shocked look from Mom before she seemed to doubt that you would do something.

“You wouldn’t” she replied, narrowing her eyes as she spoke, not fully believing that you would go that far.

“Is that something you're willing to find out?” you spoke back, waiting to see what she would do next.

Mom sat there next to you and didn’t move an inch, staring into your eyes to see if you would really go out of your way to punish her or if you were just bluffing. You could have already said her earlier comment was enough to be considered ‘talking back’ but making her obey your every whim without so much as a thought of her own wasn’t what you truly desired and you would much prefer if she realised you were doing this for her benefit just as much as your own.

You were planning on talking to her about how your relationship would progress behind closed doors when Sarah and Lucy weren’t around but now that you had taken the more dominant stance in the conversation, you saw no reason not to speak with your actions instead of your words if she did try to avoid going to the gym.

“I just don’t think now is a good time” Mom mumbled, just loud enough for you to hear.

You didn’t know if she spoke quietly as a way of testing you but she averted her gaze when she saw that you had heard every word, meaning you had to put your money where your mouth was and quickly figure out what the ‘consequences’ would be.

No immediate ideas sprang to mind so you did the next best thing and stalled for time. You let out a long sigh in fake disappointment before standing up from the couch, walking towards the door before turning back towards her.

“Follow me” you said sternly, not getting any backtalk when Mom nervously got up to follow you.

Given her earlier attitude, you had expected some sort of resistance but it seemed like your threat had already made her nervous enough to follow you without any further questions.

You walked out of the room once you knew she was following you and headed towards the stairs, walking up to the landing where you had to choose where to go next. You needed to go somewhere more private if you were to make your punishment anything close to sexual and your choices basically came down to Mom’s bedroom or your own. Going to your own room would probably be better but on the off chance that there was still any evidence of what you, Emma and Sarah had been doing lying around, you didn’t want to risk it.

That left you with Mom’s room which you started walking towards and although this wasn’t your first choice, you were feeling excited that there would now be one more room in this house that you were starting to corrupt.

You opened the door and went a little ways inside, stopping to usher Mom inside along with you before closing the door behind you both. Just like with Grace’s room, you had never spent much time in your mother’s bedroom and even though you had cut through it to get to her personal bathroom just this morning, you familiarised yourself with the room again. From where you were standing in front of the now-closed door, the foot of the bed was facing you with the bathroom off to the left-hand side of the bed and to the right-hand side had the large windows overlooking the street and the front yard, similar to your room at the other end of the hallway but yours was without the on-suite and a bit smaller in size.

Mom still looked hesitant to do or say anything now that the two of you were alone in the confines of her bedroom and she stood there with her hands nervously pressed against her chest. Her posture was already showing she was in a weaker position but if you wanted to keep it that way then you need to continue acting like this was all still under your control and not something you were making up as you went along.

“Strip” you commanded, after letting the silence make Mom slightly more uncomfortable.

It seemed that she had accepted something like this would already happen as she no longer spoke her complaints and started to undress, making a smile appear on your face at the power you seemed to now have over her. First, she unbuttoned the loose cardigan that she was wearing and although she wore it to try and hide her figure, that was almost impossible given how stacked she was.

The cardigan came off and a much more tight-fitting t-shirt paired with her skirt came into view that you expected would have turned a few heads if Mom ever decided to go out dressing that casually. You didn’t have much time to stare at the rest of her outfit as Mom seemed to want to get this over with as soon as possible by quickly lifting the t-shirt over her head and unzipping her skirt to let it fall to the floor, leaving her standing there in a matching bra and panties.

The underwear looked to be a lot more fashionable than her rather plain outfit and the thought that she had worn them on the off chance that the two of you were going to be doing something, boosted your confidence once again.

Mom had stopped undressing once she was down to her underwear but when she saw that you were still waiting for her, she reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. The blush on her face told you that she still wasn’t used to being naked in front of you but the fact that being in her bra and panties was being normalised for her was a good sign of things to come.

Her tits came into view as she dropped her bra onto the bed and after another look at you, she stopped covering herself and pushed her panties from her hips down towards the floor where they landed next to her skirt. She tried her best to keep both her mound and her breasts fully covered but it was almost impossible for her to cover them both at the same time with how big her breasts were.

And now with her standing there with an embarrassed look, you had to decide what to do with her next.