Thorough testing on claiming people...very thorough.

Ok, so I can claim the chores list and change everyone's chores, even to ridiculous illogical ones. But the real question is what else can I claim? I claimed the fridge, but what else? Could I... claim a person?

With the quest in mind, I quickly arrange the chores on the list where I get laundry, take out the trash, and mowing the lawn, all simple and easy, while Mom and sis get everything else. Then, I list one made up chore in my column.

Sam will write something on the body's of each other person in the house by the end of the week.

With that done, I show Mom the new chore list.

She seems somewhat satisfied. "This is a much more reasonable list than what you were putting before. I'm glad you are truly taking the responsibility of this seriously. Though I'm not sure why writing something on me and your sister is necessary?"

"Oh trust me, it's essential. Here, we can get you done now and you'll see." I reassure her.

"Of course. Where will you write it? Please put it somewhere out of sight. I'd prefer not to have a doodle on me for everyones giggles." She asks.

"Well, if you are wanting it out of sight, it'd have to be under your clothes somewhere. That ok?" I ask hesitantly.

She purse her lips before nodding. "Alright, I'm fine with that. So where will it be?"

I contemplate the decision before come to a choice. "Could you either pull down your collar of your shirt or lift it up?"

She thinks for a second before pulling her shirt up right under her boobs. With that, I bend down and write 'Property of Sam Dean' on her stomach. With that done I get back up.

"Ok, it's done. Wanna look at it?" I ask in trepidation. As she nods and walks to the bathroom I'm beginning to regret putting the 'property of' part. I should have just put my name.

That's what I thought until my Mom came back. "I'm sorry baby, I didn't realize I belonged to you. What do you want me to do?"

Awesome! I can claim people as well. Now to check what she is willing to do.

"If you belong to me, how much are you willing to do for me?" I ask her curiously.

"Honey, you own me. You can ask me to do anything within my power and I'd do it. It's as simple as that." She explains bluntly.

"So if I said take off your shirt right now?" As soon as I finished speaking, she pulled off her shirt, leaving her in a light blue bra that covers her huge maternal tits. Her expression didn't really show her being uncomfortable or anything, just dutifully waiting. "Come over to the couch and sit facing me in my lap." She follows me into the living room and after I sit down, she plops into my lap.

"I'm obligated to do what you say Sam, but this seems a bit inappropriate." She says, though that all she really does. She isn't frowning or glaring, just looking at me expectantly for her next order.

She still hasn't really reacted negatively yet. So I take the next step. "Makeout with me." Without hesitation, she leans forward and captures my lips. Her tongue prods my lips and I let her in, beginning a tongue wrestling with the woman who birthed me. I decide if she hasn't reacted badly by now, I'm in the clear. I reach up and start mauling her fat breasts through her bra with my hands as we makeout. She moaned into my mouth which turned me on majorly. I continue groping her as we kiss, the added stimulation causing her tongue to fail and me to dominate.

I finally break the kiss, wanting one last thing before I fuck the vagina I came out of.

"Take off your bra and pants." She does so, her face flushes from our activities as she breaths heavily.

"Sam, I know you're at the age where you're-" she tries to talk.

"Hold the speech mom. I'll give you the chance to give it, but first take my shirt and pants off." I interrupt her. She does so without another word.

"Now, when I lay back on the couch, you're gonna get on me with your panty covered pussy on my boxers covered boner. You are going to grind on it as you massage your tits, playing with them in a way that turns you on and/or gets you off. While you're doing this, you can give me a whole speech about how this is wrong, you're my mother, and how we shouldn't be doing this. Do you understand?" I finish explaining to her.

Now I'm uncertain, but I think I see a bit of arousal in her eyes. "Yes Sam."

"Oh, and during this, you're to call me by endearments and nicknames for your sweet son." I add quickly as I lay back.

"Of course sweetie." She agrees with what I think is a sultry undertone. She climbs on top and start grinding her covered pussy, which is wet now, on my covered cock. As she grabs her tits, she begins.

"Sammy, I know you are at the age where you are getting urges and desires for women. But going for your mother is not healthy." She starts, slowing rubbing her tits.

"It's especially unhealthy in this case since I myself. Can't. Say. No." She slowly says this part in a definitively lusty manner. She added a strong grind to each of the last words.

"It will set unrealistic expectations for when you want to get a real girlfriend. After all honey, you can't just expect any girlfriend you have to drop everything and do whatever you want." She then takes her tits and pushes them to her mouth, licking the nipples one at a time.

"And if you try to tell them to perform for you like I am now, to strip down and grind on your dick and lewdly fondle their tits for your enjoyment, they definitely wouldn't do so baby." She tells him as she pinches on her nipples, shaking them that way before grasping her whole tits in each hand again.

"And continuing a relationship between us would be wrong sweetheart. After all, you can never have kids with me. There is a reason that relationships like this are taboo~."

She leaned down and whispered that last word into my ear. If I wasn't sure before, I am convinced now: my mother had her own secret desires for me. Or perhaps it's forbidden relationships in general? Who knows and who cares? I have more important things in my lap at the moment.

I grab her hips firmly and look her directly in the eyes. "Are you done?"

She raises an eyebrow and gives a faux-innocent look. "Speechwise, yes. Unless you had something else in mind, my big boy." She finished with grabbing my swollen, hard dick.