With some quick thinking.

"Uh, hi Mom! You... you're home early today," James stammered, cold sweat breaking out all over his body. "How was work?"

"Don't try to get smart with me, young man!" Anne's trademark cold anger was seeping into her voice. James knew he was running out of time. Luckily, he just needed a few more seconds. "Something is clearly off here, and you will close that door and tell me!"

"Yeah! Of course! I just wanted to..." Preparations done, James took a step back, slammed the fridge closed and pulled his right arm back. His mother's eyes went wide as she saw exactly what was wrong with her son, her eyes shooting down to where his giant nipples tented the bed sheet , then further to his bulging cock and sack. The fact that her attention was away from his arms helped James tremendously; with a throwing motion, his right shot forwards, and the contents of his mother's shaker flew through the air. Unbalanced from the quick movement, James watched the sports drink containing his cum spill all over Anne's chest and chin while he fell to the floor, the impact to his sensitive nuts and breasts knocking the air out of him. Had it worked? Did he get some into his mother's mouth?!

"WHAT THE--" James stomach dropped. No matter how furious she had been, Anne had never raised her voice. Now, she was... "--hell...?" ... had been screaming.

James' oversized assets made it a struggle to get up. Once he had made it to a more or less sitting position, he looked up at his mother who was standing there with a dreamy expression, absentmindedly scooping up a little of the sports drink covering her and licking it off her finger.

"M-mom? Are you...?" It was as if James' voice flipped a switch inside Anne. Her eyes shot downwards until her gaze bore down on him; her gaze was hard, severe, but there was also a spark of something else...

"Shut up, you little pervert." Anne's voice had a curious, teasing sternness to it, a lewd smile tugging at her lips. "Did you think I wouldn't know that taste?"

Using her foot to nudge James backwards, Anne made sure his enormous breasts overbalanced him so her big-boobed son landed on his back, said tits drooping down his sides until they touched the cold tiles. Lying there, slightly bowlegged where his giant balls shoved his legs apart, James stared up at his mother trying to make sense of what was happening. It was obvious that the cum/sports drink mix had affected his mother, but even so: what was going on?

"What were you planning, hmm? Why did you try to feed me your cum?" Her panty-hose clad foot came back up, Anne having slid out of her pumps out of sight, and she flicked away the bed sheet to put it directly onto James' arm-length shaft, lightly grinding her heel into the spongy flesh. To James surprise, and not surprisingly horror, he felt blood rush into his cock. He was actually enjoying this rough, forceful treatment?! But undeniably, James monster of a cock thickened and throbbed under his mother's foot.

"Ohoho, are you getting off on this, you filthy boy?" Anne crooned, her voice sounding very sultry all of a sudden, heightening James confusion. The voice that had only ever scolded him suddenly teasing him? And who knew his mother had such a dominant side to her! Or had it only been awoken by his cum? Jamie groaned as Anne pushed her foot into his swelling cock a bit harder, pressing it into his churning nuts.

"Oh my, you actually are!" Somehow, Anne managed to sound amazed and admonishing at the same time, beginning to rub her foot along her son's cock, making it twitch under her forceful caress. "But I asked you a question, perverted boy. What were you trying to achieve with your little stunt? Does it have something to do with your uselessly huge tits?"

"Nnnyyeaaaah..." James groaned, near-delirious from the **** on his senses - and his sanity. This whole situation was insane! But he didn't want it to stop, either. The soft pantyhose on his cock felt sublime. "I took some pills- oh fffuuuuck..."

Immediately, Anne ground her foot down harder, making Jamie gasp from the mix of pleasure and pain.

"There will be no cursing in my house, you nasty little pervert! Now summarize it in one sentence, or I'll grind your ridiculously large nuts into mush~." As if to underline her threat, Anne slipped her foot off of James' hardening shaft to **** only her toes into the pliant surface of the enormous orbs, making James wince and buck his hips. His cock was still slowly hardening, already lifting his improvised toga away from his crotch.

"I--I took some pills, they made me like this, and I wanted to make you okay with it so I decided to feed you my c-cum!" James blurted out, slapping both hands over his burning face so he didn't have to look his mother in the eye. He felt Anne's foot slide off his giant balls, fabric rustling silently as she straightened.

"There, that wasn't so hard, was it? But that was a really nasty idea, Jamie. And you know what happens to nasty little perverts like you?" Anne's voice dripped with honey; but James knew that the honey was poisoned. Still, it made his heart race - arousal and trepidation made for a potent, heady mix of emotions.

"They get... punished," James' mother cooed, the sound of a zipper making her son peek through his fingers up at Anne. She was just stepping out of her pencil skirt, giving him a magnificent view of her shapely legs through the dark pantyhose, but a disapproving 'tsk' snapped James' attention back to his mother's face. "You will look only where I allow you to look, understood? Now, lay your cock on your body."

Hips cocked to one side, hand resting on her pantyhose, Anne looked on as James grunted and struggled against the weight of his tits to sit up and reach his throbbing cock. He didn't even think of disobeying, years of strict parenting combining with his mother's new, dominant attitude to leave him little choice. But James would also be lying if he said he didn't enjoy Anne stepping on his cock - what would the punishment be, he wondered? James' heart beat faster at the thought.

"Well done, little pervert," Anne mocked once James fell onto his back again, panting from exertion. Both his arms were wrapped around his pulsing pole, disappearing in James' soft tits from shoulder to mid-forearm. "Now, put your hands behind your head and prepare for your punishment!"