Bimbo Magic

Jason woke with a yawn and stretched out in his bed. His limbs tingled with energy after his strange encounter last night. Magic. Real magic. He had magical powers and didn't know how or why, but he was determined to discover the limits of them.

His mother knocked on the door and entered, clutching her robe. "Are you okay? I heard some noises last night and wanted to check on you."

Jason smiled up at her. "I'm fine, mom. Just had an amazing discovery." He sat up in bed and patted the spot next to him. She sat down, concern etched on her face.

"I have magic," he said simply. Her eyes widened. "Really?Jason, magic isn't real."

"It is real," he said. "And I want to show you. Relax." He placed his hands on either side of her face and closed his eyes, concentrating. A glow enveloped them as he chanted words he didn't understand.

She gasped. Her body was changing, curving in all the right places under her robe. Her breasts swelled, pushing against the flimsy fabric as they grew bigger and bigger, round and perky. Her butt lifted and popped out as her hips widened.

When he opened his eyes, he stared at the bimbofied version of his mother. She had turned into a walking sex object, gloriously unaware of her transformation. Her mind was his to control.

He smiled, knowing this was only the beginning of many taboo delights to come. His mother smiled back at him blankly, eager to please her master.

"You are beautiful," he purred. She blushed, ecstatic at the compliment from her favorite person: her son.