Your life is getting complicated; you need help

In the shower, you start thinking that you may have bit off more than you can chew. Every day for the past three days, you’ve magically brainwashed another female into being your sex-****. Using Tracey like you did this afternoon was amazing, and having a harem of devoted slaves would be your living wet dream, if only the first woman you enchanted hadn’t been your own mom. But you’re starting to realize that it’s going to be hard to manage.

You have no idea how you’re going to keep everything secret from Abbie. If she had her own place or even a nine-to-five job, you might be able to pull it off. Her living in the same house and picking up different shifts at the coffee shop means you can’t easily schedule the girls around her, and she’s already suspicious about the way Mom is acting.

Aside from Abbie, people are definitely going to be wondering and gossiping about how the most introverted nerd in the school ended up together with the prettiest girl, who also happens to be a lesbian, and why you spend so much time with her ex-girlfriend.

On top of all that, your mother is growing more and more forward and needy for your attention. You'll probably have to get more physical with her, sooner rather than later.

You’re still turning the problem over in your head as you get in bed, and you’re not coming up with any solutions. You wish you could talk to someone about this. As you’re drifting off, you get a crazy idea about just telling Abbie the truth, at least about Tracey and Leah. There’s no way you’re going to let your sister know you enchanted your mom. She’d probably **** you.

Mom would never hurt you, though. You know that she literally can’t. She has to be devoted to you and serve you, no matter what. Even if she knows it’s because you cast a magic spell on her.

The next morning, you stay in bed late, waiting until Abbie is out of the house. When you go down to the kitchen, your mother is there, cooking a big breakfast again.

“Good morning, Honey!” she greets you with a big smile. “Sit down and eat. Before you ask, I made some for Abbie before she left.” She comes over to you and hugs you, pulling you against her big, soft breasts. She breathes heavily as she holds you tight. “I dreamed about you again, Davey. I can’t stop thinking about you,” she whispers huskily. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I don’t know what to do. Tell me what to do.”

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