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Jake had barely slept that night, his mind swirling with lust and anticipation, his body tense with an arousal that refused to fade. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Karen, her body on display, doing things he’d never dared to imagine before. His dick had been rock hard for hours, throbbing painfully, and even after jerking off twice, the tension in his body refused to subside.

The next morning, he was on edge, every nerve in his body tingling with anticipation. He couldn’t stop thinking about the command he’d entered into the app, wondering if it had really worked, if his mom would actually obey. When he heard her voice calling him for breakfast, he practically leaped out of bed, his heart racing as he threw on some clothes and made his way to the kitchen.

When he stepped through the doorway, his breath caught in his throat. There she was, standing by the stove, flipping pancakes like it was just another day—but she wasn’t wearing her usual robe or loose pajama pants. No, today she was wearing those tight yoga leggings, the fabric clinging to every curve of her ass, showing off the full, firm shape in a way that made Jake’s mouth go dry.

His eyes were glued to her ass, the way it swayed slightly as she moved, the leggings hugging her so tightly that he could see every contour, every line. Her hips flared out, the curve of her ass round and perfect, the material stretched so taut that he could almost see the outline of her panties underneath. Jake’s dick twitched in his pants, already stiffening at the sight, pressing uncomfortably against the fabric.

Karen turned slightly, catching him staring, and gave him a warm, casual smile, completely unaware of the effect she was having on him. “Morning, Jake,” she said, her voice cheerful, oblivious to the fact that his eyes were locked on her body, drinking in every detail.

Jake swallowed hard, forcing himself to look away, but his gaze kept flicking back to her ass, the way the leggings clung to her like a second skin. He could see the muscles in her thighs flexing as she moved, the way the fabric stretched over her hips, the faint outline of her panties showing through, teasing him, making him imagine what it would be like to peel them off and bury his face between her legs.

He tried to act normal, but his mind was racing, his heart pounding in his chest as he took a seat at the table. Every movement she made sent another jolt of arousal through him, and he could feel his dick throbbing with every breath he took, his pants growing tighter by the second.

Karen set a plate of pancakes in front of him, leaning over slightly as she did, giving him an even better view of her ass. Jake nearly groaned out loud, his fingers gripping the edge of the table as he struggled to keep his composure. He could feel himself getting harder, his dick straining against his pants, the urge to reach out and grab her almost overwhelming.

“Everything okay, Jake?” Karen asked, her tone casual, unaware of the storm of lust raging inside him.

“Y-yeah,” he managed to stammer out, his voice hoarse, barely able to tear his eyes away from her ass long enough to look at her face. “Everything’s great.”

She smiled, completely unaware of the thoughts racing through his mind, and turned back to the stove. Jake couldn’t help but watch as she walked away, his eyes glued to the way her ass moved in those tight leggings, his dick aching with the need to do something about it. The app had worked. Now, he just had to figure out what to do next.