You connect with Melanie

It's obvious that Melanie is jealous. The fact that she's leading you back to her bedroom, far away from your "sisters," and that she wants to "snuggle..." Well, it's a pleasing development to say the least.

Of course, given all that's happened, it's not entirely surprising that she wants to take the initiative and take care of you after years of being apart. That said, you underestimated her desires.

"M-Mom... My... H-hold on..."

You gasp, trying to keep up as she pulls you into the bed. She holds your naked body close to her front, one arm wrapped around your back while the other freely massages your hard member.

Every so often she kisses you... Long, deep kisses that leave long trails of saliva between her lips and yours when she finally pulls back. Between those, she plants tiny pecks on your lips, cheeks, forehead--Anywhere she can reach. deeply, and when she pulls back

"Oh, my baby..." she whispers, seemingly in a trance as she continues to kiss you. Her eyes are shining with love, and you get the feeling she's not really hearing you as you try to get her to slow down. Still, you enjoy the obsessive attention, wiggling your hips as her huge, leaking breasts mash against your chest. Her strokes on your cock are slow but steady, causing it drip with a crazy amount of pre-cum which stains the bed-sheets and her legs.

When it becomes clear that she won't slow down, you reluctantly push her away in order to catch your breath. You can practically see Melanie's heart sinking, and it's enough to make you feel guilty.

"Baby? What's wrong?" Her strokes slow, but her hand is still on your rock-hard member. By the sound of it, she has no idea that she's nearly suffocating her "son."

"Nothing's wrong! I just need to catch my breath... Are you alright?" You get the feeling you already know the answer... But you want to hear it from her.

Melanie gives you an apologetic smile, and leans in to kiss you on the forehead. Her strokes become quicker again.

"I'm okay now, sweetheart... Well, um... I admit that I'm feeling a little jealous and lonely. I was wondering when you'd be back, and... I started to worry. You only just came back to us, and if you left again, I..."

As she trails off, you clench your jaw. Shit, of course she's in a weird place right now... She thinks she lost her son for years. No wonder she's worried about losing me.

You play into your role by kissing her on the lips, having regained some breath back. In response, she hums and closes her eyes, kissing you back before you part again after a few seconds.

"I'm not going anywhere. I promise," you whisper, though it doesn't truly mean anything. After all, you don't want to hold yourself to anything--Especially when you really shouldn't have a place in this family. You're just a stranger with some unusual talents, and this isn't real...

...Then again, what does "real" even mean here? Perception basically is reality, right? And in Melanie's eyes... Well, you are her reality.

She tears up a little, but doesn't break down. Instead, she hugs you tighter and lets out a contented sigh.

"I'm such a worrywart," she begins, trying to chuckle away the emotions that are swirling through her. "...I know you can take care of yourself, John. That's how you've lived, right?"

She sighs again, her voice shaking. "Just, please... Let me take care of you anyway, okay? Mommy wants to be there for you, and... And I'd like it if you could be there for our family, too."

You feel another twinge of guilt as you stare into her shining eyes. On some level, you knew how your actions were going to affect this family... But the emotions pouring from Melanie are demonstrating just how much you've fucked up her life.

The same goes for Erica, and Gemma too. Jesus, it's been quite a week.

"I... I will," you say again, as you feel your "mother's" hand tighten on your cock. Despite the emotional talk, she hasn't once let go of your member. In fact, you feel her stroking even faster.

"Oh, sweetheart," she breathes happily, kissing you once more. "...Cum for Mommy, okay?"

How could you say no? Also, you really don't have much of a choice at this point. Your body twitches and a wave of pleasure washes over you, spurred on by her tender kisses and kind words. It soon becomes too much to bear, and you let out a suppressed gasp as you ejaculate all over her legs.

A few moments pass in silence as you spurt the rest of your load onto her smooth skin... But your balls don't feel empty. In fact, you already want more.

"Mommy, I--"

To your surprise, Melanie hushes you. "Baby, I know," she whispers. "I know what we're doing is wrong... But after what you've done to your new girlfriend, and my new adopted daughter... I don't care anymore. I love you."

She lifts her legs, and you find yourself on top of her as she leads your cock toward her pussy. I guess I don't need to use my ability at all anymore, huh? I don't even have to ask.

You close your eyes, and feel warmth enveloping you down below as you finally enter her. Wrapping your arms around her, you lower yourself into a better position. Melanie positions your face close to her chest.

"Ah..." Melanie twitches as she feels her "son" pulsing inside of her, yet she feels no guilt or disgust. Instead, her heart is leaping with happiness as she finally connects with you in the deepest way possible.

Latching on to her chest, you begin to suck a slow trickle of milk from her nipple. Then you start moving your hips, thrusting slowly into her perfect body.

Melanie lets out a soft moan and rubs your back as you fuck her, tears forming in her eyes.

"Welcome home, baby..."