Head downstairs

"Mom, if you had the power to get the one thing you wanted, what would it be?"
"Hmmm..." your mom is so intelligent. You're used to people being dumb and not thinking about anything. "I want my children's happiness to be eternal" she says. Ever so sweetly. In her motherly egyptian voice. You were always so grateful to have such a loving and caring mother that never got strict with you unless you deserved it. You truly wanted to make her happy too "Snoooooooreeeeeee. I would get a billion bucks"
"My boy the comedian. Behave now and finish your breakfast before it gets cold" as she messes with your hair playfully
"Wait up mom. I wanna ask you something"
"Boy its nearly my jog time hur-"
"Prooooomise this will only take couple minutes" you take out the sharpie, uncap it, and writ- your mom grabs your hands before you start writing your name on the table... "sweetie, that sharpie is not permanent is it?" Oh fuck , is it? "Uhhhhh... No ma'am" you say instinctively. Not knowing if it actually is or isn't but you fear your mother's hawk eyes staring down into your soul like piercing daggers.
She smiles and lets go of you. "It better not be"

You write *Harry's table* on it. Okay. Nothing feels off so far. The vibes remain unchanged.
"So, mama, who's table is it?"
"I should slap you for wasting my time harry. But im going to indulge you. It's yours." Your heart sank deeper than Mariana's trench. You knew it was real but now you KNOW its real real. Wait. Don't get too excited. Maybe she's playing along? Your mom is friendly with you so she plays along with your jokes and what not but always stops you when its too far. She'll stop you this time too, right?... right? "Moooooooooooom" you say, being playful. "Would you please let me test something else. Just one more thing. Please please please?" You give her the sad puppy eyes. Wonder if it'll work this after all these yea-
"My silly little boy. Fine. Show me what you want" AHA! You had no doubt in the sad puppy eyes working. "Stick out your left arm please madam"
"So proud of my gentleman son." As she sticks out her left arm.
This is it harry. Moment of truth. Not much at stake really. If it fails she'll just think its another one of your dumb pranks. But if it succeeds, oh boy if it succeeds, the possibilities man. Oh man the possibilities. Well, here goes nothing.

*harry's arm*

"So what's the test?" You don't know what exactly you expected so you just sat there staring for half a second. Felt like an hour to you. And as dumb as you can sound, you say "Uhhhhh, who's arm is it?"
"Well it does say harry's arm on there"
"Huh?"
"Son i really gotta go for a jog" aw man of course it wasn't real "can i take your arm with me?"
"My what mom"
"Harry" oh did she just use your first name? She must be really done with you "stop playing dumb with me. I have my routine to keep. Now can I please take your arm to go for a jog?" Holy fuck. Its all real. Your stomach is slightly turning and you are rock hard. but, just to be safe, dont go in for the kill just yet. You need to be absolutely sure. First, let's see where this goes. "No you can't take yo- my arm with you"

"Son i know its yours but cmon. Stop with the jokes. I need to go for my jog."
Is she pleading with you? Oh this is way hotter than you expected. "Gee mom you had my arm for the past 23 years. And the day i want it back you hassle me for it?" You said, half jokingly. Not sure whats the extent of your ability is exactly. *sigh* "I'm sorry son. I don't know what i was doing the past 23 years with it. It's just, felt natural, you know? I didn't mean to steal it son"
She actually wholeheartedly believes what she's saying. You feel bad since her first instinct was to apologize despite not really doing anything wrong. It just shows how much she cares and loves you. "Its okay mom. I accept your apology. And from now on, treat it like it's your own arm unless i say otherwise. Don't want you struggling with one arm now, do I"

Love was overflowing in her heart. She loved her son so much. She never doubted him for a second but for him to give her his arm so easily like this. Not many sons are willing to sacrifice their own limbs for their parents like this. She was simply overjoyed with the actions of her own son. She hugged him ever so tightly and kissed him on the head "ahhhh my son. My lovely lovely son. Thank you so much harry"
Harry was glad that his mother is happy with him. But he was more glad that her big breasts were smashing against him. If only for mere moments. Harry was savoring every single second.
"Mom cmon cut out. This is what a good loyal son is supposed to do for his loving and caring mother. In fact, i would go as far as to say that this is nothing mom" oh man now he was really playing this up
"Oh you" she just kept hugging him tightly. Her loyal son had made her so proud in just mere moments. She was simply over the moon with him
"M-mom. Can i see my arm real quick?" A devious lightbulb lit above him "Sure thing harry" Okay so if my power said concepts, then can i claim parts of her mind? I should test it out now since I already have her arm like this. Should work out fine since i own such an awesome power "You and your obsession with self tattoos. Here"

*harry's vocabulary*

"You own that too?! I never knew that, Harry. im sorry for using it this long without your permission"
"Um mom can you address me as ..." I whisper in her ears.
"Fine"
"Now, mom, whats my name?"

In her most normal monotone voice she says "your name is harry, but you prefer me to address you by your nickname, cockzilla" You almost came right there. If it wasn't for years of constant jacking off and learning to hone your skills of cumming, then you would have came right then and there. But you held it together. This is heaven. "Now, cockzilla, may I please go on my jog?"
FUCK that is nice to hear. But before i could answer she cut me off by saying "sorry son, i know you own both the arm thats attached to me and the vocabulary i speak with, and i know I've used them without your permission for far too long, but could you please not have me say such degrading things?"

"Oh of course mother" you might want to fuck her but god damn it she is your mother and you love her so you better not make her feel bad. "I'll fix this. Just give me some time for now and I'll think of something. You can take my arm out for a jog but be careful not to get anything wet or wipe the text from it okay?" You still don't know the effects of what would happen if the words got smudged or just erased completely. This was reckless letting her leave like this but you needed time to think and to give her some space. You didn't want to upset her anymore.

"My precious sweet boy. I'll give you your arm back after im done with my jog okay honey?"
"Okay mommy just make sure not to shower before you show it to me. I want to see it"
"Of course cockzilla. Bye now sweetie" she gave you a kiss and walked to the front door. Feeling happy to have such an understanding son

you saw her leave and her magnificent bubbly ass swing from side to side. What a sight. FOCUS. Your sister has been up there for a while now and you need to bust a nut real bad. She always took long in the shower anyways so this isn't unusual. I should come up with a way to fuck with her. Or fuck her. I need to cum.