You proceed to climb on the bed, laying next to your mother, and check on her.

You turn your head towards your mom's body, her eyes closed and body still flushed slightly.

"Mom?"

You climb on the bed, moving next to her and lying down towards her.

"Mom? Are you-"

"I don't know," she interrupted. "I don't know what happened. One minute we were going over the script, and then Jan found you, and then pushed us up to the bedroom, and then she started sucking your... your cock."

You felt your dick twitch as she said that word, sensing some longing in her voice.

"Then she started pushing me to... to jack you off, and then to essentially taste you. And then I don't even exactly remember what we did," she said, as she wrapped her arms around herself, sounding like something was paining her. "And it seems that I wake up and find that I fucked my own son!"

Though you can tell she's trying to stay in control, you see her turn her head to the side, which is something you recognize as a Jennifer Connors action when something would begin to upset her to tears in front of her children, and she would try and hide it from you and your siblings. Your protective instincts kick in, and you quickly wrap you arms around her, holding her tightly.

"Amber," you stumble over, trying to reassure her. "Mom, please. Don't cry. I'm right here for you. You'll be okay."

She rolls over in your arms, and you realize that your reassuring hug has put her face incredibly close to yours.

"I'm scared, Tim," she cried out, tears in her eyes. "When I... blacked out, it was like I was there, but not! I could feel your cock in my mouth! Taste it! It felt like my head was swimming in the sensation of sliding you across my lips, and down my throat."

Her breath was shorter as she shut her eyes tightly.

"And then, when I was on top of you, the feeling of you in me was so... so wonderful! Like it was the most natural thing in the world! Something in me didn't want it to stop, and then, when I came-"

"Look at me," you commanded as you put gently your forehead to yours, staring directly and deeply into her eyes. "How we started, you were my mom. And you will always be that to me. But the surgery changed that for the rest of the world... and in one way, for the both of us, as well. But no matter what, Jennifer Connors or Amber Knights, housewife or porn star, I will still love you and be there for you, regardless of what you look like, or what you do with your life, or what our relationship is, you got that?"

You see her tears stop, and the pain be replaced by what, you're not certain, as you mentally kick yourself for accidentally confessing to your mom. You were certain she picked up on it, too.

"You're so much like your father...," she says as: