Chapters tagged mommy

by Vestiphile

Chapter 11

You look over at a large dresser in the corner when you hear the sound of wood-on-wood. A pair of jeans rises from one drawer, and a sweater from another. Both of the items land, inert, on the corner of the bed. They're still folded. The soft leather gloves rub your shoulders,...

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Chapter 12

The clothes release their embrace, and the outfit bends over in front of you. Your dick perks as you watch the denim tighten. The bouncy ass flexes, and one of the sweater sleeves reaches back. The glove gives a little double slap on the ass, and your mom's jeans simply wiggle at...

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Chapter 13

You’d dreamt about the clothes once or twice in the week they left, but tonight’s dreams were more intense than ever. If you didn’t know any better, you’d have guessed they pulled you off again in your sleep. After your session, they practically carried you to bed. You barely re...

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Chapter 14

Sarah finished her breakfast and headed back upstairs. As you slowly ate the rest of your meal, you were preoccupied, thinking about the implications of your dirty little session with your mother's clothes the night before. "Huh!" Your mother exclaimed, still standing at the sin...

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Chapter 13

You read the note and nod. “If I invoke another spell for you, you’re going to tell me your plans.” The gloves pointed at the pad, where a pen scribbled their response. _We can promise it._ The book flipped to another page; this time it was a binding spell for a covenant. You...

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Chapter 17

"Well...what do I do?" You ask, starting to sit up. You feel yourself thrown back against the bed by invisible as the white glove on your dick grips you harder. "Now don't panic, baby..." The outfit says. "Momma's gonna take good care of you." You swallow hard as the close...

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Chapter 18

You want to answer in the affirmative, but Kate is clearly still freaking out because of what her clothing can do. You know that you essentially have to obey the clothing (and, really, you WANT to obey the clothing at this point), but there's still a real woman in the outfit acro...

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Chapter 6

Denise shuffled through her clothes, giggling as she was bumped by her own dancing clothes. She ran her fingers along the inside of a pair of seamless bikini briefs, exploring the folds in the crotch from the inside of the fabric. Down the hall, she heard a thump. When she left...