...go ahead and use her.

The sentient sock woman was quite upset with her son, but her inanimate object side made her incredibly submissive to his will. She truly felt like he owned her. Matthew walked up slowly, examining his mother up and down. Her limbs looked more thinned out, and he could see it looked as if she had socks over her hands and feet. The dried up splotches of cum up and down her body caused her cotton skin to fray, and other stains like sweat and dirt ruined her white appearance.

“Sweetie...please...have a little restraint...” She softly pleaded, far from her strict older self.

Matthew ignored it completely, first grabbing her side. He was taken aback how he could feel she literally had nothing in her. He put his hands on both her hips and pressed in, able to press in entirely. Her super light body was helpful, he was able to lift her entirely off the ground. Matthew was getting too aroused by all this, and wanted to take advantage.

He went upstairs, now holding her at the side of him by one hand, she flopped down having her legs and arms dangled as she looked forward. “Honey, why don’t we find you a nice girl if you’re feeling lonely...” She tried to talk him out it as she stared at his erection.

Now in the bedroom Matthew locked the door behind him and pulled down his pants with his free hand. Eagerly he got into the bed with his sock mother. Laying back his cock stood up straight, and his hand took her face and brought it close to his dick. The cotton felt familiar, yet warmer than he expected, like she was heated from being out of the dryer. It made the experience that much better, for him at least. The sock mom mumbled and groaned being subjected to this, but did nothing to truly fight back. Her sons hand griped her head and made it fold around his dick, and she felt the rough rubbing as her face was being smeared up and down.

All this was very exciting for Matthew, and it wasn’t too long until he blew his load. He held her face right over his spurting cock, and the semen shot right into her. As he let go she gained some control back over her body, and flopped down onto her son’s belly. After a few moments she lifted her head, and looked her son in the eyes. Matthew could see his wet sticking loads over face as she still looked very dismayed.

“Please, at the very least wash your hands. Having your cum inside of me is one thing, but I will not tolerate you leaving it all over the house!”

Matthew thought....