The Boys Discuss the Remote

Harvey was the first to burst through the door to his room, but Jerry and Adam were right behind him.

They promptly shut and locked it as soon as they could. Jerry stepped over to one side of the room and began wordlessly pacing back and forth with an intense, thoughtful look on his narrow face. Adam turned away from the door and began walking towards Harvey, his eyes locked onto the remote control in his friend’s firm grasp.

“It’s real.” Adam said with a slurpy swallow as a trail of drool was visibly leaking from out the corner of his mouth. “Gimme.”

In defense, Harvey instinctively raised the remote and pointed it directly at Adam, who stopped in his tracks just a few feet away. Harvey noticed the wide, red beam from earlier was still projecting from its end, and upon carefully rotating the dial on the side completely downward with one of his unsteady fingers, he then saw that it had retracted into a single dot of red light. Adam looked down at his white muscle-shirt for any sign of the light, but his quick mind had put those puzzle pieces together already after that brief ordeal in the kitchen, Harvey guessed.

A tense and uncomfortable silence fell across the room for a short time. Even Jerry stopped pacing and mumbling to himself about something, looking up at the two of them with wide eyes and a chattering teeth-full of his thick fingernails. Although, the next words out of Adam’s mouth shocked his two nervous friends.

“Hit me.” He growled, taking another step towards Harvey, who accidentally backed up into his wall in response.

“Wh-What?!” Harvey asked, looking up into Adam’s eyes as his large overweight body towered half-a-foot over him.

“Do what you did in the kitchen, to me.” Adam said, completely serious in every conceivable way as he raised his arms and firmly planted them on the wall above Harvey, which made the pseudo-gothic boy tremble with anxiety. “Look at me. Smell me. I’m awful, and I know it. But now, we can fix me.” He said, his bad breath causing the small hairs in Harvey’s nose to sizzle up.

Harvey didn’t need to be told. Anyone could catch a whiff of Adam’s famously terrible body odor as soon as he entered any kind of building, no matter where they were. And looking up at him, even in the dark light of his own black-walled room, Harvey understood; Adam wasn’t just a big, fat, young adult with hygiene problems, he was a big, balding, fat, and undeniably ugly teenager with multiple genetic hygiene disorders… He was also familiar with Adam’s extensive list of outlandish perversions and fetishes, which wasn’t too far off from his own shameful selection of choices.

“Adam, back off.” Jerry impishly said, his arms awkwardly crossed in a way that allowed him to have a hand up to nervously chew on its thumbnail. “Harv, relax.”

The two boys’ heads snapped over towards him at the sound of his voice, and were intently listening to what the shyest member of their trio had to say.

“We’re all friends, right?”

“Huh?” Adam cocked his head to the side and pushed off the wall away from Harvey, then turned and plopped himself down onto Harvey’s poor, poor bed with a look of disgust on his face. “Well, duh.” He said, glancing between them both as he chuckled. “He’s the one freaking out. If I was going to take that thing from you, I woulda’ knocked you out as soon as I saw it in your hands at the table.”

Harvey blinked, letting his arm fall as he slid back against the wall down onto the carpet with a racing heart.

“Fair enough.” He said with a sigh of exhaustion, lifting the remote to get a proper look at its face, still in partial disbelief. “Sorry, I’m… I’m just in shock, I guess. I don’t know”

“Makes sense.” Jerry said, managing a smile as he finally dropped his hand and stopped absently chewing on his nails. “Do it, though. I wanna’ see what Adam looks like as a sexed-up dickgirl.”

“Fuck yeah.” Adam agreed, looking towards Harvey with that creepy smile he had when excited. “It’ll just happen sooner or later, anyway.”

Harvey’s eyes flicked between Adam and the remote, and he reluctantly pointed it at him once again after a few moments when the 'Futanari' setting was relocated. Making sure that the awareness setting was switched on first, Harvey’s finger was just about to press down on the-

“Wait!” Harvey said, sitting up straight as an obvious problem crossed his mind.

Adam rolled his eyes and groaned impatiently.

“What is it?” Jerry asked.

“How are we going to explain this to our moms? To anybody?!” Harvey asked, suddenly remembering their mothers down in the kitchen, who were testing out their ‘new’ dicks for the first time, even though they were unaware of that little detail. His settled heart went off in a frenzy again, wondering what the hell had just happened to his life within the last ten minutes. “Also, we all saw what I did to them, but what did you do? My mom didn’t even bat an eye when Jerry’s mom started sucking her cock.”

Adam’s smile returned.

“Freeuse.” He said with a shrug, then reached down to stroke his cock over his sweatpants. “Couldn’t help myself. Should make these weekly visits a lot more fun, now. Am I right?”

“So…” Jerry’s eyes went wide. “We could just go back in there right now, and start fucking any of our moms, right now? Without consequence?” His arms were outstretched, leaning forward as the question was slowly asked. “Why the fuck did we come back here?!”

“Because we don’t want them to know about the remote too, stupid.” Adam said, shaking his head. “They’d probably be really dangerous if the remote fell into their horny hands. I’m sure having dicks now is doing all sorts of things to their libidos.”

Adam and Jerry’s attention turned to Harvey, who had slowly begun to giggle at first, began to openly laugh like a madman, finally smiling for the first time that entire night.

“And, and-… And you got them all at once with that!” Harvey said through his maniacal chuckling, his brain having finally snapped under the weight of the **** pressure it was under. What Adam said just made a lot of things a hell of a lot easier, and put quite a few things into perspective. One, in particular, was of particular interest to Harvey, particularly. “Y-You guys… Let's say we just turned them all into idiots, w-would we just be able to do whatever we want around here?”

The boys glanced between each other at their friend’s rhetorical question as he threw the remote up in the air and caught it, understanding where Harvey’s thought process was coming from.

For their entire lives, they’ve lived under the curvy shadows of their sexy mothers, who each had been a focal point in their deep, lustful fantasies for as long as they’d been able to beat their respective meats. Adam was likely the only one of the three that was actually obsessed with fucking his mom, Harvey figured, being that he was the only one to openly talk in their group about how much he wants to maul Porsha’s fake tits on a regular basis. Of course, Harvey and Jerry hadn’t ever particularly denied wanting to do the same out with their own mothers’ bodies out loud, but the thought, no, the reality of actually having sex with his own mother, to Harvey at least, wasn’t something he felt particularly prepared for, even in that very moment.

Regardless, Harvey could see his new bright future already, they all could.

And it was all thanks to a goofy prank call to a place that had likely maxed out his mother’s credit card already.

The place that had gifted them something that could rewrite the bodies and personalities of others.

… However, there was still one obstacle in their way, although she wouldn’t be much of an issue in just a few minutes.

“Before we really get down and start experimenting with this thing for real, there’s something we need to take care of.” Harvey said, his face as stoic and serious as could be with the gears of vengeance turning in his mind. “Jerry, pull up Harley’s stream.”

As if on reflection from his mind repeating that over and over throughout the day, Jerry quickly whipped out his phone from his shorts, then paused as a worried expression came across his face.

“We will not harm my queen.” He said, now as serious as Harvey was in a split-second. “Or do anything to jeopardize her reputation as the world’s most beautiful and talented Twitch streamer.”

Harvey let out a long, frustrated sigh of contempt towards his friend.

“Hmm.” Adam thoughtfully brought up a hand up to his second chin. “So, you’re saying that you don’t want to turn her into a loyal sex **** that’ll do whatever we want on a whim?”

“I’d rather it be the other way around!” Jerry said, his eyes lighting up. “We should show the remote to my queen!”

Beep!