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Chapter 8
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Mr Brimstone
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Answers and Speculation
It took a hell of a lot of will power but Max finally spoke "No...****" he tried to sound authoritative, although talking to his mother in this way would take some getting used to.
She stepped back quickly and suddenly, her tits shook and her lip quivered.
"****, your state of dress is... fine, s-sexy even. it gives you a milf look ok?" the **** finally smiled again. Raising her hands to her cheeks to cover her blush, like a shy high school girl.
"thank you master.... Mommy is so glad you find her sexy... even in this inappropriate attire..." she said slowly and gratefully.
Weirdly this was the most normal behaviour he'd seen from his mom that day. She always fussed about clothing, shirts tucked in, cloths ironed. She had a down right anxiety about these things. Max smiled knowing that despite everything, this almost naked goddess was still his mom.
"Milf? Mommy doesnt know what that word means Master... but Thank you!" he smiled at him and narrowed her eyes "is it naughty?" she said with a little giggle.
"hmmm ok, ****... is it TRUE that you know pretty much every word that i do?" Max spoke quickly, not wanting to spend that much time on this.
"OH! yes...." her nipples got harder as her mind filled with more perverse fantasies, now that her mind had the words to make them "Master thinks mommy is... fuckable" her legs squeezed together as she said that word. It was like receiving a reward to her. "Mommy's Master wants to fuck Mommy!" she thought in a squeal.
"Cumdump?" Max said getting her attention
"oh Mommy hopes so Master!" she said back, beaming.
Max's face flushed a little, the blood from his face draining downwards to somewhere... more important right now.
"how long have you known those words?" Max said finally testing his theory that his mothers sudden nakedness had interrupted.
she looked up, pressing her hand to her chin, partly shushing her breasts as she did so.
"Oh!" she perked up and put her fist in her hand "Mommy learnt a BUNCH of sexy words when She become your sex **** master!"
"hmmm" Max said in reply. "even though I didn't specify a time.... it merged that truth in when it makes the most sense chronologically?" he speculated "is that why she became my sex **** from the instant i said it was true? Because otherwise life would be totally different?"
Max tried another one
"How long have you been called Mommy and speaking in third person"
Mommy looked concerned but dared not question her master
"Mommy has always been this way! Your grandmother used to tell Mommy it was because Mommy was destined to have lots of wonderful babies!" her hands rose to her cheeks again this time in love and adoration for her sweet boy.
"and Mommy did have such wonderful children...." she said gazing over his body, quivering.
This felt serious. Max had effectively erased the name "Amy" from his mother. "She's gone her whole life like that?" Max thought in partial shock. He did remember his mom telling him a similar story about her childhood. "but it was because she liked baby dolls not... not that!" he thought. slightly amazed at his own power.
Then it struck him.
He moved over to the cupboards and opened them.... candy.
Not COMPLETELY candy mind you, but definitely more candy than usual. Gummy worms and chocolate bars sat next to the eggs and bread.
"that one might have changed.... history" he thought, more than a little stunned.
But he nor his mother had gained weight "so i must have made it legitimately healthy" he thought with relief.
Relieved he turned back around to see his mother's eyes.
They were taking on a crazed look, like a literal bitch in heat.
"she might actually NEED to be fucked" max thought, swallowing.
She had been stood their, more aroused than she ever had been, her mind so completely on her son's cock for so many long minutes now.
Her panties were ruined by her wetness and she ached to rip off her stupid dull bra.
"y-your... your edging Mommy aren't you... thats a good word.... Naughty Master!" she waggled her finger at him like she always used to.
(ok got some questions answered... sex is imminent! Thank you for reading, liking and commenting!)
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