With love

Nicole shook her head, blinked rapidly, and then continued cleaning the plates in the sink with her cute, sexy soles. She looked up at Kyle, and her eyes held a warmth he had never seen in his mother before. She smiled with her teeth and said:

“Hey, babe!”

Babe. A word that Nicole had never before used to refer to Kyle. Perhaps Kyle’s father, who had disappeared so many years ago. Kyle’s heart was racing, because that one little word had just confirmed everything he wished about the ring to be true. And “babe” had a much nicer ring to it than “son”.

“I’ll be done in a minute, if that’s what you’re waiting for.” The sound of her voice brought him back to reality, and Kyle was puzzled that she was still going about her chore, even after her mental transformation. “Mom, why are you-”

“Please, babe, we’ve talked about this. You can call me Nikki.” She beamed as she reached for a plate, drenched in maple syrup and stray chocolate chips.

“Okay, Nikki. Why are you still doing the dishes?”

“Good Moms always do the dishes for their boy.” She wiped her foot across the surface, making a sweet and sticky mess. Nikki blushed and lowered her voice to a whisper. “I know how wrong it is, being your mother and your girlfriend at the same time. But don’t let it get around.” Amazing, Kyle thought. She acknowledges how wrong it is, but keeps it a secret.

“Of course, I won’t,” he said, coming closer and placing a hand on her shoulder. She shivered at his touch. “I’d never want to give this up, now would I?”

His Mom just smiled, and took a tiny break from her work to move her face towards Kyle’s. He reciprocated, and their lips met in a delicious way. Nikki’s tongue prodded the inside of her son’s mouth, causing Kyle to moan in the ecstacy of it all. He allowed his mother the honor of sucking on his tongue, and she was immensely flattered. They kept this up for the better part of a minute until Nikki insisted she finish her job. Kyle obliged, stepping back and bounding for his room, giggling, after making her promise she would go there as soon as she stopped.

“If we’re going to fool around, we have to make it quick, babe. Remember, we have Bible Study at 6:30.”

This statement, uttered by Nikki upon entering Kyle’s bedroom, confounded the boy for a number of reasons. First, he thought it was charming she called what they were about to do “fooling around”. He thought a better term might be “fucking her silly”. Secondly, why would his Mom insist on going to their church, when they were willingly engaging in the worst sin imaginable? Kyle loathed being dragged to church by her, several times a week. But this was a problem he could now fix.

“You don’t want to go to church anymore. In fact, you hate it as much as I do.” He held up the ring to her face, which he supposed he didn’t have to do, but it made him hard flexing the power he had while forcing her to look at the vehicle for that power.

A curious expression came over Nikki’s face, and she wrinkled her nose as if smelling something foul. “Ugh, you’re right! I can’t believe I even suggested that. I hate that fucking place.” Kyle laughed, and Nikki saw the hand without the ring stroking the outline of his cock in his well-worn blue jeans. “Oh, but there is a place I love to visit,” she smirked, reaching for his waistband and tugging it down. In moments, the only item of clothing he had on was his shirt.

He couldn’t tell this to Courtney, who was very prim and proper, but Kyle had always had a thing for skater girls. There was something hot about their rebellious fashion to him, so when his mother stood by the bed and posed, palms on the back of her head, legs spread, tits jutted out, and asked Kyle to “return the favor” (of getting him undressed), another idea sprang forth.

“Mom — er, Nikki — I wished you dressed more like a skater girl.”

He was expecting for her to just respond positively to his request, when something incredible happened that made Kyle almost double over in shock. Nikki’s previously bland clothes, an old long sleeve and jeans, rematerialized into a shredded green pair of pants, with the ankles rolled up, and a tee that had “I❤️SK8” emblazoned on the front. Her feet were now covered in Vans, and she wore a backwards baseball cap that made Kyle swoon. His mother now looked like a real punk bitch, even if she still acted like a sweetheart.

“Well?”

Nikki remained standing, and her voice was dripping with a playful impatience. Her son was still reeling from the revelation that the ring apparently could make physical changes as well as mental ones. He grew increasingly excited, and got up to help her disrobe.

“It would be so sexy if you had hypno-spirals in your eyes, like the cartoons,” he added nonchalantly. The moment he said it, Kyle’s words came true, and Nikki’s normal eyes filled with swirls, like she had been put under the spell of Kaa. Kyle was entranced, staring into them even as he tossed her cap off and helped pull the cooler shirt over her head.

Once they had settled comfortably on the bed, with the boy spooning his mother, he lined the head of his cock up with her perfect, puckered asshole. Holding onto her boobs for dear life, he started thrusting, and it was his Mom’s turn to groan as the incestuous couple consummated their relationship. Her Tightness squeezed his dick until he was in heaven, and they came simultaneously. Nikki was flushed with a wholly artificial lust, and as for Kyle?

Well, he could worry about Courtney tomorrow, at school. That is, if he even decided to go.