You panic and grab the ray gun

I quickly tip toed back to my room as I heard my mom’s footsteps make their way from the front door to the staircase. I tore open the box of the PlayStation and ripped out the ray gun, tossing the box aside knowing what was at stake.

I quickly went back to the hallway trying to natural in case my mom had made it up the stairs. I was in luck, she had stopped halfway up the U-shaped staircase, on the landing and was facing the large window looking down at her phone. I was able to make out my dimly lit reflection on the window by the stairs. Standing by the upstairs railing, zeroing in the ray gun for the perfect shot before my mom would turn around to go up the second set of stairs and see me plain as day.

I hesitated, hoping for a way out, and get away from my urges but the world just felt off in my own body. I slowly exhaled as I pulled the trigger, watching her body get zapped instantly a gently drop down onto the stairs, looking like nothing more than a pile of clothes.

I took a moment to catch my breath and placed the ray gun onto the edge of a credenza that was meticulously decorated with a few fake flowers and some decorative items. I made my way down the stairs, taking my clothes off as I got closer to my mom’s skin suit. I then cautiously poked it with my foot, half expecting something to happen.

I impatiently slid my legs into the skin suit sliding my feet into my mom’s new shoes and leggings. As I slid the skin suit up my body, it became my second skin. I was able to feel my smooth legs being gently squeezed by the leggings as it tightly draped down my moms’ calves. I could feel my toes wiggle as my feet ached from the workout my mom just did. As I slid the skin suit further up my body, I became giddier. Once fully zipped up, my body began to pick up on all the feelings in my mom’s body. I felt her damp, sweat ridden top and leggings as well as the sweaty socks encasing my feet.

I began walking to my mom’s bedroom, relieved that she didn’t catch me, my body began to ache. With every step, a mix of feelings washed over me, my whole body ached from the workout since she was so out of shape. At the same time when I took each step my thighs grazed against each other sending jolts of sensations and gave me butterflies in my stomach.