Yes. That was a lot. Probably should just get to school.

You nod in agreement, and watch your mom rush away. You're still feeling a little shaky as you grab your backpack and make sure you have all the books and the homework you need for today. Your mouth feels dry, so go to the fridge and grab the bottle of orange juice. You raise it to your lips to take a sip. Just then, you hear your mom walk back in behind you. You pull the bottle away from your mouth quickly, hoping she didn't see you drinking from it.

"Is it so much trouble to get a glass?" She asks, sounding slightly exasperated but still full of affection.

You feel like a little kid getting caught doing something naughty. "Sorry." You mumble. As you turn around, you see your mom is now wearing a light green sun dress that hugs her figure, showing off her ample breasts. You think she might not be wearing a bra. You can see the outline of her nipples poking up under the fabric. You quickly move your eyes elsewhere, and think her outfit was an odd choice after the embarrassing conversation you just had.

Your mom sighs and takes the bottle from you. "Don't worry about it, honey. We're all family here. I suppose I'm not going to catch anything fatal from you." She gives a wink and sips from the bottle herself, then puts it back in the fridge. "But if you can do it, so can I." You can tell she's trying to be cool, not think about the conversation you just had and behave like everything is still normal, but there's still something different about how she's acting.

"Come on, you're going to be late." She takes your arm and starts to lead you out of the house to her car. As she leans down past you to open the passenger door to let you in, she takes a deep breath. "You smell good today, honey. Did you get a new cologne for your birthday or something?"

You shake your head. "I don't wear cologne," you tell her as you get into the seat. She looks surprised to hear that.

The ride to school is quiet and a bit awkward. You think you notice her glancing over at you from time to time. You try to keep your eyes facing front, so you don't end up looking like you're staring at her in the tight dress. She pulls up in front of the school and leans over to give you a kiss on the cheek, something she doesn't usually do. "Have a great day. I'll see you when I get home from work."

You go through the morning not really able to concentrate in your classes. Your mind keeps repeating your mom's confession. She had a sex dream about you and masturbated to it when she woke up. Then she actually told you about it! It was hard to believe, and even harder to wrap your head around.

When you see Tracey in the cafeteria at lunch, you remember the ridiculous spell you tried to cast last night. She ignores you at lunch and then in English class, just like every other day. You're a bit embarrassed that you even considered something so stupid and pathetic, but that's a minor issue to you now.

When you get home, you are still feeling stressed and anxious about what happened that morning. You sit down at your desk and start searching for new porn online. You know you have hours before your mom or sister will be home. You lose track of time, and the next thing you know, you are surprised to hear a car pulling into the driveway. You see the time on your computer screen and realize the whole afternoon has gone by and your mom is getting home from work.

You manage to clear the porn off your screen and are fumbling to pull your pants up as you hear her come in in the front door. You call out. "Hi mom. How was your day?" Trying to sound calm and normal. After this morning, you don't want any more weirdness between yourself and your mom.

You hear her walking up the stairs. "Honey." She says as she reaches the top of the stairs and the doorway to your room. "I want... I need to talk to you about this morning." She knocks softly on your bedroom door. "Can I come in?"