Yes, but he's into it

"God Mom, this is so hot," I murmur millimeters from her lips.

My mom grins excitedly. Finally, her little boy is playing ball! I tighten my embrace, crushing her soft breasts against my chest. More importantly, her arms are locked into place against my back. I feel the wand tip brushing against my long hair.

"But now you'll let me have a shot," I mutter before Mom can react.

"Hey! Wha ?- No, no, no!" Mom whines in protest as her body moves against her will. She steps back and obediently places the wand into my waiting palm.

"Give... thhhha.." Mom strains against the magic, trying to **** out a demand that my body would automatically follow.

"There's no need for stress, just show me your breasts," I sing at my mother, mockingly waving the wand around in front of her face.

Mom's demeanor relaxes and she smirks at me.

"You didn't need the wand for that, baby." Her hands are already rolling her shirt up over her chest. She leaves it bunched up around her collarbone as her youthful perky breasts flop free. They are gorgeous. I know that the wand has made me like this - the rational part of my brain feels so wrong about everything that is happening - but Mom's tits look fantastic. They are perfect handfuls, just big enough to bulge out wider than her waist.

"What now, stud?" she interrupts my slack-jawed ogling.

"It would do wonders for your figure if your tits were much bigger," I murmur, maintaining my gaze.

"Hey! Hold on, mister. I like my boobs," Mom complains.

I ignore her and watch with gleeful anticipation. Her perfect jugs shudder into motion as they surge outward in all directions. They look a bit like water balloons being inflated. A few seconds into the swelling, the added weight causes mom's cannons to descend just a little.

"Oh come on, this is just ridiculous," Mom scoffs as each of her breasts surpass the size of her head.

"Okay, that's enough. You've had your shot, now give me the wand back please John," Mom commands sternly.

Shit. I try to come up with a rhyme to keep the wand, but can't in time. My body betrays me, handing the wand back to my mother.

"Thank you baby. Be a good boy now," she says, wagging the wand in my direction.

She turns her attention to her swelling hooters. Her body language conveys disapproval, but she makes no effort to conceal herself or stop what's happening to her.

"You boys really are all the same aren't you?" Mom smirks.

She gently squeezes her right boob as it swells, sinking her fingers into its softness and kneading it with her palm. Her tits finally settle at the size of volleyballs, and Mom walks over to the standing mirror to examine herself. She turns to the side and admires her profile. Her breasts jut out from her frame and form a very pronounced capital P shape.

"I hate to admit it, but they might be... growing on me," Mom cackles at her own joke.

"Let me have a feel," I venture boldly.

Mom chuckles. She pulls her top back down over her huge boobs and sashays towards me, grinning devilishly. The opening of her V neck shirt is stretched much wider than before. I watch her enlarged boobs bounce with each deliberately heavy step.

"You're so cute when you're trying to be the boss."

My mother reaches out a finger to stroke my cock through my pants. I moan and buck my hips into her hand. She strokes a little harder, making me whimper. I try to stay composed.

"But you still have a lot to learn," Mom says with an amused smile.

She places the wand on top of my cock, making me gasp in anticipation. It feels hot through my pants, like it's warming up for something powerful. Her fingernail trails around the rim of my head, teasing me. I grunt desperately, wishing she would just commit to the handjob already. My mother chuckles knowingly.

"Patience honey," she teases.

Mom slides her hand inside my pants, down to my balls, cupping them in her palm. I get a peek down her top as she bends forward. She hooks her pinky under my cock and lifts her hand. My cock slides upwards and her fingers playfully drag along my lengthened shaft. I try to push my hips forward but my body keeps my legs rooted to the floor. I grunt in frustration.

Mom continues to tease me with the tip of the wand, dragging it up and down my shaft. Does she want me to cast another spell?

"I wonder if I could manage to sport Mom's ideal package," I murmur under my breath.

My foot-long cock stirs in my pants. It pushes painfully against the straining fabric. My shaft is **** into a banana shape as it rapidly occupies all remaining space in my shorts. Threads snap and splinter as my bulge becomes comically huge. I feel a burst of virility as my balls also fatten and swell. They smush against my thighs and hot lust courses through my veins. From Mom's perspective it looks like I'm smuggling several coconuts in my underwear.

"Ohmygosh yes, that's it baby!" my mother swoons with approval.

She crouches down on her knees and pushes her face against my growing bulge. She kisses all over the huge mound and strokes the rim of my cockhead as it embiggens.

"Ohh yes, that's right. Just bust right out of there. That's it. Come to mama," Mom coaches my growing cock directly.

As if on cue, my shorts finally give up and completely rip open. My mom and I both moan with sick satisfaction as my gigantic member swings powerfully to attention. My genitals are so disproportionately large compared to my body that I stumble forwards to compensate for the weight.

"Jesus Mom, you like 'em big huh?" I say in awe.

I never dreamt of having genitals this impractically large, but the sheer weight of my bobbing member and swaying sack is a huge turn-on. My cock's gotta be at least 2 feet in length, thicker than a soda bottle and my nuts are the size of a softball each.

"I didn't think so.. I mean this is just freaky huge! But.. it's just so perfect..." Mom replies.

My mother is transfixed. Her eyes never leave my cock as she greedily grabs it with both hands. She desperately tries to fit the huge head in her mouth, but she can only lick and partially suck it. I notice she's still gripping the wand and it's hindering her efforts.

"Here let me help," I say reassuringly as I move to take the wand from her.

She stares up at me with doe eyes, still slurping on my cockhead. She reluctantly loosens her grip and I claim the wand once more.