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Jason crept from his room and down the stairs to get a look at whoever was at the door. He didn't dare answer it, the pounding was too scary and too loud for him to do that. Instead, he got to a vantage point on the stairs in the average suburban home he resided with his parents, while also being far enough away from the entrance that he hoped he'd be hard to see.

The pounding continued until Jason's mother, April, went to the door, and pulled it open about to scream at whoever was on the other side. However, she was interrupted by, "Do not speak, scream, or otherwise make loud noises. Step away from the door while leaving it open Mrs. Harmon."

To his shock, Jason saw his mother obey. He could tell she wanted to speak, but for some reason, April couldn't say anything as she backed away from the door that she left wide open. Following her inside was a woman that looked like a secret service agent, because she was wearing aviators, a black two piece suit, and black leather gloves. She also had a clipboard, although he couldn't figure out why.

"When I ask you a question, you are to answer honestly, and without any complaints," The woman said while entering the room. "Now, go sit on that couch until I come back with your son."

Hearing that caused Jason to try to creep back up the stairs but whoever this woman was moved very fast. He only got off the stairwell when he heard her say, "Jason, please come downstairs."

The shock of hearing her voice, and being stuck between the conflict impulses of moving away from her while turning to meet her, all caused Jason to trip. Whoever this woman was, the sound of him falling on the stairs must have worried her because she sprinted to him, grabbed him, and slung him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Before he could say or do anything, she then brought him back to the living room near the entrance, and plopped him on the couch next to his mother.

"I'll get back to you," the woman said to Jason before turning to his mother. "Is anyone else at home?"

"No, not to my knowledge." April said in return, her voice stiff. Her eyes and face screamed of terror that Jason's mother couldn't express.

"I see," the woman said, her continuing to be cold. "Stay seated, and hold your son, ensuring he doesn't move from the couch until I come back."

The woman then placed the clipboard on the coffee table in the middle of the living room, and then left. Several minutes passed where Jason didn't say anything from shock, while his mother kept holding him in place. He hadn't felt a grip this strong from her in a long time, and it was bizarre to him for it to happen now. All the while, the only sound he heard was the occasional door being forcibly opened, and at least one case of a door being kicked open. When those sounds happened, he'd jump in place, but his mother would just keep holding him to the couch.

"You were correct Mrs. Harmon," the woman said upon returning to the living room. "You can both call me Soma, and I will be controlling your lives, along with the lives of many others, for the foreseeable future as an agent of H.M.M.E."

Neither Jason or his mother could say anything to Soma. The statement she made should've been absurd, but the way he had seen her effortlessly dominate his mother with her just her voice made it clear that was true. While they both stared in shock, the woman sat down on a chair opposite the two of them on the couch, and then picked up the clipboard to add a piece of paper to it. Looking closer, he saw that it was the form he filled out earlier... which meant that this woman was somehow connected to this form.

"April, you can let go of Jason, but if he makes any move to leave the couch, you are to grab him again," Soma said while taking off her gloves and putting them on the coffee table. "You are to keep your eyes on him until I say otherwise."

As pressure from his mother's grip left his arms, Jason turned, and saw that indeed, his mother was still watching him. She was scared out of her mind, as shown by her eyes and face, but still had no means to express it because of Soma's earlier command. Turning back to look at Soma, he saw her writing something on the clipboard.

"Your H.M.M.E. score was extremely low Jason," Soma said while staring at Jason. "Until that has been fixed, I cannot and will not leave. Do you understand?"

Jason nodded in response, **** to get her eyes off of him. He really didn't want to talk, fearing he would anger Soma somehow. But then what she was saying caught up with him. While he already knew she had some connection to that questionnaire, hearing that reinforced, and in the manner it was, shocked him.

"April, is anyone going to come to the house anytime soon, such as later this day?" Soma asked. "I do not appreciate interruptions and will punish them harshly, so I suggest you also answer this Jason if your mother leaves anything out."

"My husband is going to come home in an hour or so and my daughter will be home this weekend from college." April blurted out, and then found herself silent again.

"I see," Soma said. "Jason, I assume you have nothing to add?"

He shook his head in response. Jason continued to not want to talk, the pressure of this situation so heavy that it felt ****. By filling out a stupid form, this person that could control his mother with nothing but her voice had showed up. What else could she do?

"Good," Soma said and then turned her head towards April. "Walk to the center of the living room, and take off your shoes, then wait for further instructions. Going forwards, you will not wear shoes inside."

April followed the command while remaining scared, as she walked to the center of the living room, and pulled off the house shoes she wore at home. Standing barefoot, she looked at Soma, waiting for whatever was going to come next.

"Keep in mind April Harmon that your son thought there wasn't a single woman in his life that liked or respected him in any manner," Soma said while taking her aviators off and placing them on the coffee table. "I know this because when he filled out the H.M.M.E. Questionnaire, he could not lie in any of his answers. Even if his perception was false, I want you to keep that in mind for everything that is going to happen for the foreseeable future."

Soma then turned back to face Jason. "If you any manner leave this room before I let you, or try to interfere with what I'm doing, I will punish you. I know you still care about your mother despite thinking she doesn't care about you, so keep that in mind."

Jason's face went white, and not just because of the words. He had thought that without her aviators, Soma would be less intense, but he was completely and utterly wrong. Her eyes, each one a different color, stared with a level of cold intensity that he didn't think was possible. How he had avoided pissing himself in terror, he didn't know.

"April, take your clothes off," Soma said while still staring at Jason. "While you are in this house, you will be naked at all times, and you will not put on clothing without my permission."

At first, Jason didn't dare turn his head. But when he heard the sound of his mother's skirt hit the floor, he couldn't resist anymore, his curiosity winning out. Surely enough, his mother was stripping. A mixture of shame and horror danced on her face while she continued to remove clothing. The movements were slow, but certain, and soon, April Harmon was completely naked in front of her own son. He wasn't horny from this, as he didn't have any sexual attraction to his mother, and was too scared to react otherwise.

"Your reaction won't do Jason," Soma said while getting up off the couch and going over to April. "I'll fix your mother's body, and then yours until it is to my satisfaction. Remember my warning."

As Soma moved over, Jason wanted so badly to do something. To flee the house and get help, to somehow stop her, but it was no use. She had carried him with one arm, and he was too weak physically to pose any threat to her anyway. Besides, she could control his mother with just her voice, what else could she do? That was something he found as she reacted his mother...

... and Soma cupped her breasts in her hands. April had average sized breasts, just about a C cup, and they were sagging from age by that point. But then when Soma touched them, they started to increase in size. A lot. The woman continued grabbing April's breasts until they were the size of basketballs, and somehow, they were also perky, defying gravity despite still being natural breasts.

"April Harmon, while your son looks at your naked body, you will be turned on, and the more humiliated you are by being naked, the hornier you get." Soma said while continuing to move her hands over April's body.

Jason looked in horror as he saw his mother go from scared to aroused, with her nipples getting hard, her face becoming flush and she became... wet. He couldn't think of his mother with words like pussy, he just couldn't see her that way, despite often hating her. Instead every time he had been angry with her felt gross and wrong to him. What was he-

His train of thought was broken as he saw the result of Soma's continued handiwork. All signs of age from his mother's body were disappearing, until April looked like she was, at best, in her early thirties. All of her body hair disappeared except the hair on her head, eyebrows, and a tiny strip of pubic hair that did nothing to hide her genitals. Again, Jason couldn't see his mother that way yet.

"April, I just modified your thoughts," Soma said as she expanded April's hips and sculpted her belly. "Tell Jason whether you think there are any limits on my power over you."

"No, I think she can control anything, she's modifying my body against my will, she can command me to do anything, and she has even made me turned on by my own son-" Before April could continue her terrified sounding pleas, she was once again silenced by Soma.

"That's enough April," Soma as she finished changing April's legs. "Now turn around and bend over so that Jason can see your ass."

Sure enough, April turned and bended over, showing one of the only things Soma hadn't modified yet. But then she grabbed April's ass, and it expanded quite a lot. Jason saw his mother's ass get to the size of women he saw in hentai, as soon each cheek was the big enough to be a small bookshelf. In another situation, this would've made him hard, but because it was his mother, he just couldn't get into it yet.

"April, you will now be happy whenever I give you commands," Soma said, and Jason swear he saw her cold exterior slightly warm up. "Now, go sit on the couch, and watch Jason. If he tries to leave, grab him."

In a switch that disturbed him, Jason saw his mother go from terrified to smiling. It was a genuine smile to, it wasn't **** in any manner as she went over to the couch and started watching him. While that happened, Soma walked over to him, and the look in her eyes almost caused him to run, but he was grabbed by April before he could do anything.

"Time for your changes Jason," Soma said as she over to where he was on the couch. "After all, we have a lot of work to do judging by how low you rated your own body and dick on the H.M.M.E. questionnaire."

Soma then touched Jason's face. The power of her touch felt weird, like his skin was reforming against his will. But he felt it as every acne scar, pimple, and other disgusting feature on his face went away. Even his eyes changed, although he couldn't quite identify how, and he felt his teeth realign in his mouth. All the while, she stared at him with an intensity he could nothing about as his head was being adjusted by her.

"April, remove your son's clothes," Soma said while she sat down next to Jason. "As you remove his clothing, continue to make sure he does not leave the couch."

That caused April's hands to be all over Jason, as she desperately tugged at his T-shirt. He kept trying to push her off but then he felt Soma's hands on his arms, and she yanked them up so that his mother could strip him. Her strength was overpowering, and he soon saw her magic at work in his arms. His biceps went from non-existent to clearly defined, all the fat hanging off his arms went away, his shoulders became far more defined, his hands changed to look better in ways he didn't realize was possible, and his hair fell out from his arms until it looked like he had been waxed. All the while, Jason's mom continued to be blissed out seeing all of this.

"April, you love removing your son's clothing, both sexually and emotionally," Soma said as her hands moved to Jason's chest. "You will be so eager to strip him naked that I will not have to command you to do so in the future."

Before Jason could react to that, he felt April pulling his shorts down, and Soma's hands on his chest doing similar work. Hair fell out everywhere, once again making him look like he was waxed, while the rest of his body gained muscle mass. His gut shrunk away to be replaced by abs he never had before until he had a six pack he had never done the core work to develop, while his pecs, lats, and a bunch of other muscles he couldn't name all got more defined. By the end of it, while he didn't meet the impossible standards of Instagram, he definitely looked like he worked out a lot more than he ever did before.

"April, as you remove your son's underwear, your arousal will continue to build," Soma said. "When you see his dick, you will have a massive orgasm."

In all the commotion, Jason didn't realize that his shorts, and shoes had been removed. The only thing left was his underwear, and his own mother already had her fingers in that. Soma's hands had moved to his back, where she straightened out his spine or something for all he knew, the main thing was the movement made it where he couldn't effectively struggle against other person despite all of the additional muscle mass he had.

"AHHH!" April cummed as Jason's dick came into view.

"While I think a 3 is a bit of a low score, I understand you have trauma that makes you view it differently," Soma said as she reached her hands over to his dick. "April, once you remove his underwear, you are to grab Jason's legs, and do everything in your power to ensure he cannot move."

Jason looked down, almost paralyzed as he saw Soma's hands at work. Her hands worked like they were molding clay, as he saw his dick become longer, thicker, and various other changes he found awe inspiring. It wasn't just his shaft she worked on, as her hands moved to his testicles, and all of his pubic hair fell out like a bad dream. He didn't even notice when April removed his underwear and then hugged his legs, as he was so focused on Soma turning his dick into something worthy of a porn star.

"That should prevent dissatisfaction," Soma said in a warmer tone than he had heard all day from her. "It will certainly please the women in your life."

"April, when I give you a command that could be interpreted multiple ways, you will always choose for it to be in a way that respects the spirit of what I told you to do, not just the literal meaning," Soma said, returning to a colder, more commanding tone of voice. "For instance, if I tell you to give your son a blowjob, what does that mean?"

April answered in a bizarrely blissful, happy voice. "It means I put his penis in my mouth to suck on it, lick it, and otherwise please it with my mouth."

"With that in mind, April, give your son a blowjob until your husband comes home," Soma said while lowered her face towards Jason's. "For every suck, lick, and other action you do with it in your mouth, you will enjoy blowjobs more and more. This will continue until blowjobs become one of your favorite activities, and you will love giving your son blowjobs whether I or anyone else commands them or not."

The sheer bluntness of the command left no room for error, and the effect was instantaneous. Jason felt his mother's mouth around his dick, and she gave him a clumsy, but enthusiastic blowjob. His very first blowjob, and something he had thought would never happen, but he still couldn't fully enjoy.

"Jason, let us remove a barrier to the kind of man you need to become." Soma said while pulling him into a kiss. Jason's first kiss.

The kiss was intense, contrasting with all of her prior behavior, to the point where he cummed in his mother's increasingly eager mouth. But after just a brief stop to swallow his cum, April went right back to sucking her son's dick again. When Jason looked down, he realized he was turned on not just by receiving a blowjob, but that he loved now that his mother was the one doing it. He had an **** kink when he didn't before.

"That will be the first of potentially many additions you shall get Jason," Soma said. "We cannot let any barriers stand between you and a harem."

Before Jason could think on what Soma just said, or anything else about his insane situation, he heard the garage door open. That caused his mother to stop sucking his dick, as that was the sound of his father coming home. He turned towards the door that lead to the garage, and soon, his father burst through and screamed, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"