She has 'the talk' with you

The door burst open and your Mom came in. You felt like ice in her angered presence and tried to shrink back into your chair instinctively. She immediately shut off your TV. She gave you a stern look that scared you and stamped her heels. And you winced. Without pausing, she got down on her hands and knees. You tried to sink back into your chair as she went RIGHT FOR THEM! How did mommy know! You felt a growing dread that just built and built.

She came back up with the red panties soaked in your cum. She smirked and looked at you as they dangled grossly. You burned with shame.

"So this is what you are now? Just a confused horny boy jerking off into my panties?"

"I-I don't know how those got there..." you stammered. She looked at you with something like disappointment and made towards the door but stopped. She turned around and came back.

"You're over 18 years old. You should know better than to be doing something like this."

"I-I know... I-I'm s-sorry."

"Hmmm... I know you are. But I think I need to make some more.. adjustments." Your Mom snapped her fingers and you felt your world spin in a weird way you couldn't explain. She towered over you and you felt smaller and smaller. So small you knew you needed to obey her.

"I feel like you need to be into things more... appropriate for you. After all, I'm not your girlfriend, I'm your mother, right?"

"Yes."

"And I think, personally, it's not normal for boys to have sexual thoughts about their mother right? You're just a weirdo, right? for being attracted to your mother? So from now on, you're going to be much less... forward. I want you to be more nervous around me, awkward. You should be dealing with your attraction to me by playing lots of videogames like other awkward boys. Do you understand what I'm saying? It's important we play our roles well if I'm going to be your mother. I need a good boy who doesn't know how to deal with his sexual feelings."

"I'm... I'm not sure?"

"I want you to be more of a loser. You should be more worried about being caught. You can't be caught just jerking off all over my room. After all, I'm not your girlfriend, right? You should never admit to being a gross pervert obsessed with your mother, you know."

"I... I understand."

"Listen, you can keep these." She dropped them by your feet, "We can pretend I didn't notice that they were missing going forward. But I NEED you to stay out of my room, I can't have you messing around in there, as I'm going to have company tonight..." She snapped her fingers and the world warped again.

"Hey, how did those get there?" Your Mom asked while pointing at the dirty panties.

"I.... I don't know... They must have gotten mixed in with my laundry." Your Mom gave you a golden smile.

"Ok, well make sure they make it into the dirty hamper at some point, ok!"

She left and slammed the door.... you felt tears well up as you crawled down to worship her dirty red panties.