You try out one of the sliders.

You leaned even further into your computer screen , gazing more intently at it, as your enlarged member shot up like a rocket , tenting the fabric of your undergarments to the high heavens , threatening to burst free and snap the already groaning waistband of your boxers.

" If it worked on me so well, then......."

You trailed of to yourself gazing down at the fight between your plead boxers and your fat cock.

" Then....."

You trailed off once more your mind fixed on the screen before you , as your head became filled with each and everyone one of the erotic fantasies you could achieve with the god like power that you were given, further simulating your member , causing the waistband of your boxers to dig even farther into your waist. This **** of titillating thoughts, being cut short by the growing need of confirmation that your powers were indeed not just a fluke. You looked down at your jutting schlong , its size and girth so massive , that you were sure if it were soft it'd be hanging a few inches of the chair you sat upon You were always a bit on the below average size , but now you had a rod so massive it could turn even the most conservative and proper of women into cock crazed sluts , their only desire to wring all the baby seed from your bitch breaker.

However this seemed to be not enough to confirm your suspicions, as you once again gazed up at your computer screen , analyzing the sliders located directly beneath the 3D image of your mother. You grabbed your mouse and carried the pointer to one of them , stopping for a brief moment to contemplate your actions . Your mother wasn't ugly by any chance , though she wasn't exactly a looker either especially compared to her younger years, then again back then the only thing she really had going for her was her fat, baby making hips , which became even more prominent as she began to bore you and your sister, even then she lacked in the boob and especially the ass department. Still she was your mother , could you really go ahead with altering one of the most integral parts of her being, if you went too far would she even be your mother anymore. Even so your not even sure , why you were gifted with such a power , maybe it had some demonic price to pay later?

You watched down at your deflating dick , as it came crashing against the leather of your chair with a meaty smack. You continued to ponder for a few more seconds before you raised your eyes to meet the screen once more , a devilish smile now contoured unto your face.

" Heh I am a fucking God after all , trivial human morality doesn't have to bother me anymore !" You triumphantly exclaimed to yourself , perhaps a bit too loudly.

" Still , I don't want others to find out about my powers too quickly , so I shouldn't go all out."

" Maybe I'll just dip my toes in the water for now, heh." You muttered to your self as you gave your mother's breast slider a few clicks to the right.

Grinning with anticipation you quickly grabbed your laptop from the desk and made your way , downstairs to the kitchen, just outside your mother's view , your semi-flaccid , near horse length cock , smacking between your legs as you did.

You peered in and saw your mother facing away from the entrance of the kitchen , preoccupied at the sink with what look to be dirty dishes, as she softly hummed a tune to herself. Her appearance seemed largely unchanged , she wore a snug plain black t shirt and blue skinny jeans , her full hips jutting noticeably outwards against the tight fabric , juxtaposed by the large amounts of loose wrinkled fabric located directly below them near her ass , indicating space unfilled, her look completed by a pair of black and brown sandals, whose straps covered a little above her ankle, and her straight red hair pinned up into a loose bun atop her head. However, after closer inspection you noticed something seemed off , as her black T seemed to cling quite tightly to her average form , revealing the outline of her slightly trim waist. More prominently you saw that it rode up quite a bit from the top of her wide hips , revealing about a finger and a half length of the lightly sun kissed skin of her lower back.

However such slight changes , weren't enough to warrant the confirmation that the website worked, the sobering thoughts of defeat beginning to fill your mind. That was until your mother spun around to get something from the table behind her , greeting you with a deliciously erotic sight. Your mother's modest B-Cups , had swollen to the size of small melons, straining the already snug black T , whose fabric clung greedily unto them highlighting their perfectly round shape. Their sheer size , causing them to hungrily eat up more and more of the fabric that was meant to cover the rest of her, resulting in the front of the black T riding up to nearly above her navel revealing her supple skin of her slightly portly stomach. Their quantity of volume causing , a generous amount of cleavage to spill out of the neck line of her shirt revealing the top of the cups of her frilly red bra she wore underneath.

Seeing such a lewd display along with the adrenaline of validity of your test , sent a jolt of lust filled electricity through out your body, causing you to flush with heat and your eager soldier to stand bolt upright once more. This caused you to take a few steps back to avoid having your schlong smashing into the wall you were just leaning on. You felt your animalistic urges begin to tempt you as you watched , your girthy cock tent the fabric of your boxers once more threatening to snap them off. As your carnal desires increased and your cock began to throb you contemplated just jerking off and blowing a fat load right then and there. However with the last of your reasoning , you surmised that it wouldn't be a good idea, as far as you know this website only alters people's bodies not their minds, and having your mom catch you in such a state would certainly ruin your plans, so you decide to hold off from that as of now and opened up the laptop you had thrown to the ground in your lust addled mind.

Picking it up you glanced over to watch your mother again. She had gotten what she wanted from table and now began walking towards the fridge . Each step she took, caused her enlarged mammaries , to jostle up and down, threatening to spill out the top of her shirt or burst free from their cotton restraints. Kept only in place by the struggling Black T, who was already starting to show the beginning signs of wear and tear. Seeing this a perverse grin creeped up your face as you gazed down at the sliders.