An attitude and body adjustment

My mom frowned and mused thoughtfully.

“Well it’s no fun if I’m the only one who sees the kinky fun in this.” She scolded

“It’s time you learned that mom knows best, my whole family is into ****!” she remarked waving her wand and suddenly my world changed.

Oh I still felt sick, dirty, and scared but… well my little toothpick dick was also hard as a rock. I could feel the change and shuffled in my chair shutting my eyes and trying to think about baseball or something.

My mother laughed a little.

“I really was a little petty there wasn’t I?” she said apparently noticing my tiny tadger.

“I’m sorry, I should have been more… appropriate,” she giggled making my cock get even harder.

“Your mother is your bestest bud, she makes you bull hung like a stud!” she chanted and all of a sudden my roomy underwear was tight… I could feel my cock growing, getting thicker, wider, I had a disgusting and wonderful feeling that this was going to get buried in my mother’s knew tight snatch.

“Our fantasies they now compare what she desires your lust is there!”

Why had I resisted this? My lusts were flaring up as I opened my eyes and looked full on in my mother’s eyes. So this was what my mom had hidden under her straight laced image. It was weird feeling attraction to my dad, but Carrie was pretty hot. I also knew that this was only the start.

I was getting horny standing up and revealing a 12 inch bulge.

My gorgeous mom clapped her hands, I couldn’t wait to knock her up, to breed whoever she wanted me to. Damn that’s my kink mixing with hers. She was in charge but I didn’t mind what she would do.

“Now lets start making your first form,” she said waving the wand with a seductive smile that made me melt.

“A youth misspent is such a waste age back down to ten plus eight,” she moaned as I felt most of my adult life slip back, my body got slighter and slimmer but looked a little better.

My mom licked her lips.

“My little boy has amazing junk, let the rest now match this hunk!” she said.

I could feel my features shift, becoming softer and more feminine while my definition was more athletic. I was a man, just a gorgeous and sensitive type. My hair grew longer, midnight black and touched the small of my back as my mother sashayed over and wrapped her arms around her incestuous boytoy.

She leaned in pressing her lips to mine and engaging in a sultry kiss.

I moaned and returned it pressing her body to mine, I couldn’t wait to get on my knees and…

Her tongue caressed mine and I rubbed her back, soon we would be one, but her wand was prodding my back half tangled in my long hair? Could I cast a spell too?