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Chapter 3 by KyleOK KyleOK

Does he keep messing with her?

Of course!

“Roxanne Hubbard is Gabriel Hubbard’s royal servant and obeys all of her sons commands.”

Gabe finished typing this into the box, and hit Enter. When he did, his mother removed her mouth from his foot and shot back up, standing firm at attention, arms behind her back and staring directly in front of her. She was taller than Gabe or Kyle, and Gabe reveled in his newfound control, rising from the swivel chair to get a better look at his Mom.

“Ready to serve you, my Lord,” she announced, seriously.

“Strip, now,” the boy barked, intoxicated on the feeling of power. Within seconds, Roxanne tossed the pink tank top and jeans she was wearing on the ground, along with the rest of her clothes, revealing a sexy, mature older woman with pointy nipples and a dark, thick bush.

He could modify that with the BODY EDITOR, Gabe reasoned.

“You look delicious, Mom,” he said as he circled her, like one would a statue at an art museum. He squeezed her ass, digging his fingers into her thick cheeks, which didn’t elicit a reaction from her. She was stone-faced, like a member of the King’s Guard. It was seriously turning Gabe on, and he stopped playing with her butt to come around and slap the bottom of her boobs for a while. He laughed and got hard, watching them jiggle with Roxy paying him no mind.

It was just then that Kyle finally returned from the washroom, and gawked at the sight in front of him with frightened eyes. His mother was naked, and her youngest son was abusing her body as if she were a blow-up doll! And why the fuck was the little shit in his room in the first place?

“GET AWAY FROM HER!” Kyle shouted, the shock wearing off. He was now able to move again.

“MOTHER, SEIZE HIM!” Gabe replied, causing Roxanne to do a 180°, leap onto Kyle and pin him to the ground. Kyle wasn’t the strongest, and his mother’s ruthless workout regiment, combined with her height, was enough to effectively subdue him. But that didn’t stop Kyle from squirming under her as Gabe went back to the computer to punch in his next command.

“Kyle Hubbard cannot move, except to breathe and blink.” Gabe added this last part to make sure the little saboteur could stay alive, and personally witness all the fun he was about to have. He was jealous of his brother’s success, his academics, his good looks and smoking hot girlfriend. And with years of these feelings bottled up inside him, today was the perfect outlet to let off some steam.

“Okay, Mom, you can let go of him now. He won’t be a problem anymore.”

“Yes, my Lord,” she responded, and rose to face her King. Gabe sat back and pondered what to do next, knowing Michelle would be here any moment.

“You know, it’d be funny to make your girlfriend act like Mom does,” he said to the immobilized Kyle. “But I’ve wanted her for so long, I think her transformation has gotta be special. Don’t you?”

Kyle couldn’t show it, but he was stewing with anger at the mention of his brother’s diabolical plan. And Gabe just smirked at his own rhetorical question, making a mental list of all the changes he’d soon be implementing on Kyle’s significant other. The doorbell rang.

Who was it?

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