Your mom drops by the house the next day.

Although the rest of the afternoon was mostly filled with video game **** and listening to Randall chat about movies he'd seen and girls he'd like to have sex with, you did find yourself getting occasionally distracted by the thought of your mom wandering around the mall in that tight dress, looking almost exactly like the porn star her body had previously been (without the excess of make up of course, and looking a lot less trashy). So much so in fact, that you were constantly peering out the window of the arcade, out into the mall, in the hope that you might actually catch a glimpse of her again walking past, this time with her friend.

This didn't happen however, and after a few hours spent throwing your money away on the various machines, and after catching a quick action movie, you decided then to head back home, where you found your little brother and his emo girlfriend making out on the couch.

"You guys wanna maybe get a room or something?" you told them as you walked past.

"Just cause you can't get a date with Allison!" you heard David call out after you as you made your way up the stairs, this clearly being his attempt at a witty comeback.

Though you shrugged it off, he was the third person today to mention Allison, after your mom and Randall (who was nearly always asking you when you were going to actually ask her out), and although you had been totally into her before the accident, and had been working up the courage to ask her out for weeks, now, it didn't really seem so important anymore. You still found her to be really fun to be around of course as well as extremely hot, it was just that for some reason she no longer seemed quite the catch she once had, as if something better had suddenly come along...

This line of thinking caused you to start picturing your mom again; or more importantly, the unbelievably gorgeous, giant breasted porn star she had now become. Was that it? Was that why you no longer felt so smitten with Allison, because your own mother was now so much hotter? It was a ridiculous thought of course and you tried desperately to shake it from your head as you made your way into your room and shut the door. It wasn't a thought that was so easy to shake though, aware that every time you saw her your eyes would linger on her beautiful face, her incredible legs, and especially her ridiculously large bosom; the simple act of giving your mom a hug now being an almost erotic experience as you felt those huge things mash against your chest. This wasn't your fault though, you reasoned, what guy wouldn't be turned on by a body like that? For God's sake, you used to furiously masturbate to pictures and videos of that body on your computer. Was your mother now being in it really going to change how attracted you were to her almost cartoon-like proportions?

No. No it wasn't. Just because your mom was now Amber Knights, or Stephanie Burke, or whatever you wanted to call her, it didn't mean that you had any interest in her other than a caring son would have for his mother just because her body happened to be smoking hot...did it?

As you were thinking about all this, you found that you'd logged onto your computer and were now sitting down in front of it, your fingers poised over the keyboard, and typed into the search engine that was currently open on the screen were the words "Amber Knights naked".

"Shit, what am I doing?" you asked yourself, having refrained from looking up porn ever since you and your mom had returned from the hospital, especially porn that involved the woman she now was. Sitting there staring at the screen, you didn't immediately delete what you'd typed however, feeling your penis start to twitch slightly at the thought of hitting enter, the thought of seeing that amazing body naked again being incredibly arousing, recalling all the things you'd seen it do - from sucking cock to dildoing itself, getting it on with chicks, being pounded in every hole at once and having a parade of guys cum all over her face and tits - Amber Knights being about the filthiest, sluttiest, yet by far, the hottest porn star you'd ever seen! Now though, watching her performing all those nasty acts, you knew that you'd no longer just be looking at Amber, you'd be looking at your mother too, and for some reason that made the idea suddenly seem all the hotter...

"No! What am I thinking?" you said, suddenly coming to your senses again and quickly clicking the window shut, shaking your head in shame at yourself for even considering that as an idea.

Trying to forget about that incident then and amusing yourself with other things, the rest of the night past kind of slowly and at dinner you considered mentioning that you'd bumped into your mom at the mall, thinking that perhaps your siblings and your father might find it of interest, before having second thoughts and deciding to stay quiet. After all, no mention had been made really by your father over how this 'taking a break' thing was working out and you weren't sure if telling him that you saw her out in public, looking happy and about to meet one of Stephanie's friends was such a good idea right now.

That following morning however, you awoke to discover that very same woman waiting for you in the kitchen, dressed in a strappy pink tank top (with the straps of her lacy bra very visible underneath), a pair of tight denim cut off shorts, brown sandals, her hair down and a light smattering of make up on her face. You also couldn't help but notice that she had on a few pieces of jewelry that you had never seen before; earrings and a couple of rings that could only belong to Stephanie Burke.

"Hey there sleepy head," she smiled as she saw you walk into the kitchen, still dressed in just a t-shirt and some shorts.

"Mom...Hey!" you said, getting somewhat of a surprise, not expecting to see her so soon after yesterday, "What are you doing here?"

"I see your hellos haven't improved any," she chuckled, referring of course to how you'd greeted her at the mall (asking pretty much the exact same thing) "I thought I'd come over while your dad was away playing golf, seeing how I haven't really seen you guys for a while. I didn't expect you to still be in your pit when I got here though."

"Uh, yeah sorry. I kind of slept in," you replied with a shrug, "It is a Sunday after all."

Shaking her head at this, still possessing the same demeanor she always had (even if her body was very different), your mom stood up from her seat and placed the mug she'd been drinking from into the sink, informing you as she did, "Well you're missing a glorious day," and indicating to the blue skies and sunshine that was very much apparent put the window (though to be honest, your eyes were more focused on how good her ass looked in those tight shorts), "That's why I thought I'd see if you wanted to come over to mine. Maybe have a little barbecue or something out the back, seeing as you seemed keen yesterday."

"Yeah, sure. That sounds like fun," you enthusiastically told her, having been waiting a while for a offer like this, especially if there was the possibility of burgers being involved.

"Good," your mother smiled, turning back round to face you, "cause I finally got the cover off of the pool and got it cleaned up, so it's good to use." The pool she was referring to was one that you had failed to notice the last time you were over at Stephanie's, seeing as you never really explored the back of the house, Stephanie apparently owning an impressively sized one that your mom had discovered that day she'd stormed out of the house, but had yet to find the time or the inclination to get it properly up and running.

This of course made the invite even better, the fact that your mom now had her own pool being pretty damn sweet. "Nice!," you responded, "Who'd you get to help you with that? Erica?"

"Oh no. It was another friend actually," she said, quickly correcting herself, "A friend of Stephanie's that is. Though Erica knows him too." Hearing that your mom had discovered another 'friend' and that this time it was a 'he' made you pause for a moment, many a question suddenly jumping into your head. Such as who was this guy? How did he know Stephanie? And most importantly of all, was he in the porn industry too?

Before you could find any of this out though, your mom then brushed right by it, instead inquiring where your little sister was, explaining that, "I saw David earlier when I got here. He couldn't come because he was meeting Veronica (his girlfriend), though I get the impression he wouldn't have wanted to anyway. Tabitha might though. She's always did want a pool," adding somewhat wistfully, "And it'll be fun to spend more than fifteen minutes at a time with her. She never usually hangs around all that long when I come over...David too. Seems like you're the only one who's genuinely happy to see me these days."