A Wishbone Tale

A Wishbone Tale

Dave comes home from work early, his bitchy boss having told him he wouldn't be needed any more. He hated his life! How was he ever going to get laid when he was unemployed and still lived with his mother at 25?

Something is weird. His mother's clothes are scatted all over the living room. She pitches a fit if Dave so much as left his jacket on the arm of the couch, but her bra is hanging from the ceiling fan. Her clothes aren't the only ones either. A man's jeans and T-shirt are there too, and a pair of sneakers that Dave might recognize but he really can't think about that right now. It doesn't matter WHO was getting naked with his mother. SOMEONE was and Dave really doesn't want to be there right now.

He is about to leave as quietly as possible when his friend Jake come out of his mother's room heading towards the kitchen, stark naked. This is just too much.

"What the fuck?" Dave exclaims.

Jake turns about, eyes aghast. Thankfully, he covers his package with his hands as he scrambles for something to say.

"Uh,...I can explain, Dave!" he said.

But he isn't looking at Dave. He's looking at the end table beside him. Dave follows his glance and sees a small bone. He looks up to see that Jake has forgone modesty and is dashing for it. Dave doesn't know what it is but damned if Jake is going to get it until he explains what the fuck he's doing there. Dave grabs it and Jake howls.

"Dude, give me that!" he says. "It's mine!"

He grabs for it. Dave jumps back, uncomfortable with a naked man advancing on him.

"Stay back!" he yells. The bone in his hand throbs as if it's alive. Dave stares at it, then looks back at Jake. Jake's face is a masque of horror but he is staying away from you, looking longingly at the thing in Dave's hand.

Just then, a woman comes out of Dave's Mom's bedroom. She looks like Dave's Mom, and yet she doesn't. For one thing, she looks ten years younger. For another, her brown hair it a tousled mess and stretches down to her waist when it was cut in a paigeboy that morning. Her once sagging medium-sized tits now look like a pair of volleyballs. Most dramatic, however, is that her usual stressed expression has been replaced with a confused but euphoric grin as if she has quite literally just had her brains fucked out.

"Mom?" Dave asks, appalled.

"Oh, hi Dave!" she said in a sing-song sex kitten voice. "You're home early! <giggle> Jake has been fucking me. He said you wouldn't mind."

"Wouldn't mind? Wouldn't mind?!?!" Dave screams. "Jake, what the fuck did you do!?! Tell me what you did!!!"

The bone in Dave's hand throbs and Jake starts to confess.

Jake tells Dave that a small demon gave him a magical Wishbone that could change any person anyway the holder wished, body and mind.

"I've been jonesing for your mom for years, Dude! She's so hot! I couldn't resist using it on her as soon as I got it. He was going to put her back to normal and make her forget it ever happened before you got home, Dude, I swear!"

Dave can hardly believe it, but it's hard to ignore his mother, though he's doing his best.