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"Come let's go in." Aren pulled her daughter along, but it was rather
gentle, not forceful. Yet, Maxine stood her ground.
"V. This just isn't right. I can't go in there as my sister, man."
Aren looked at her daughter, letting her go.
"All right." She handed over her car keys. "I've pushed you enough for
today, I'm glad you even came this far. Wait in the car for me to return,
dear."
"Yeah, 'mom'." With a sigh of relief Maxine walked back to the car,
taking note to shut the door just in case some freak walked by. The
neighborhood they were in wasn't that great to begin with. She wasn't
gambling on it getting worse.
She stepped into the back seat and locked the door. She laid on her back
the whole emotional drain of the day taking a toll on Carl's mind. Gently
she drifted asleep seconds after locking the door.
Tap tap tap. Carl, no Maxine awoke to the gentle trickling of rain and
the loud taps of her mother tapping the window. She quickly rose to her
feet for a while disoriented by the strange feelings of weight on his
chest and a strange hole where his penis should be.
"Oh, im my sister, right."
She scrambled for the car keys and unlocked the door. Aren stepped in,
soaking wet with two bags under her arms. She put them on the front seat
with a smile.
"Oh I've got a good haul. All right. Buckle up, i'm driving us home
dear."
"Yes mom."
Aren giggled. "Thank you for getting into the roleplay with me, V"
"...i kind of forgot you were Vincent for a second."
"Excellent! Lets keep it that way Maxine. Mommy knows best."
"Quit laying it on, I'm an adult, mother, not a child."
"Clearly you cant handle motherly teasing. You'll always be my child,
Maxine. Age won't change that."
Maxine laid back and put her seatbelt on. All she wanted to do is just
get home. And the more snark she exchanged the more she was going to get
back.
She pulled up her phone, pulling the unlock code from memory. She checked
her messages, ignoring messages from Thessa, Maxine's best friend. Mainly
a request to hang out this sunday before the workweek began again. Carl
thought he should feel worse about stealing his sister's life...and
Vincent stealing his mothers. She touched her gentle, soft hands, letting
them roll over her body. She groped her breasts for a bit, and grinned.
Yet..it felt so GOOD. Carl had never had any desires to be a woman, much
less his own sister. And then there's the whole...Vincent as mom. Oh,
Carl knew that Vincent had some strange interests, but he never minded
it. Once he'd dug around on Vincent's PC when he wasn't around, and he
found out about Vincent's interest in incest porn. Carl had definitly
made clear how much he was interested in Maxine, but it was more of a
physical thing then about the incest segment.
She squeezed her breasts, bouncing a bit to let them shake around.
Everything didn't just feel natural, everything felt delightful to her.
By that point she noticed she was being stared at.
"Lost in your pretty body, dear?"
"Oh, we're already home?" Maxine immediately pulled her hands from her
breasts and to the side like a guilty person that had just been caught
"Yeah, come along." Aren carried both bags inside after opening the front
door. Maxine closed it behind. "Do me a favor and close all the blinds
and windows, will you?"
"Okay, mom." Maxine nodded. This was rolling off her tongue naturally so.
Vincent, it's Vincent! Carl was now forcing himself to manually remind
it. He wasn't forgetting, he was just...afraid that he would forget who
he really was. Maxine made sure to lock up everyting and close everything
down. The last thing he wanted to do is ruin his family's reputation.
She panted, catching her breath. "Why do i feel so turned on all the
time?"
"Look at how pretty you are. Why, I'd be turned on all the time if i were
as sexy as you were."
Maxine looked back at where the voice came from and gasped.
Aren had dressed up in a black latex dominatrix outfit that stretched up
to her neck. It was made of rather thick latex that seemed to show off
her shapes better. The material was deliberately missing around her
breasts, putting them in full view. She was wearing spiked braces around
her wrists and fingerless black latex gloves showing off her long red
nails. Down below that was a crotch zipper that was currently closed. Her
blonde hair let loose and long was freely flowing in the wind
"Hello, daughter. Do you like my new outfit?"
Maxine's jaw dropped.
"I was thinking of what the fun thing to do was and I thought why not go
for fake latex."
"Fake latex?"
"Oh this is all real." Aren teased her by rubbing over her body and
focussing on both breasts.
"No, fake latex like so!" She pulled out a strap-on, yet it was hollow
and deflated. It even included formless testicles below it. She opened
the zipper down below revealing her crotch area. Then she secured the
straps around her legs and the big one around her waist before securing
it into place. It hung limply on the ground before with a bit of moaning
it suddenly came to life in it's rigid form.
"Wow..." Aren pumped her black latex covered erection that by this point
looked like a strap-on with a small hole in the front.
"And you know what the best part, Maxine? I know your sizes by memory."
Aren pulled out a clotheshanger with a similar latex outfit in it. "Get
dressed while I take some pictures..."
"Pictures?"
"Oh, I'm not letting this beautiful moment slip by, dear. Look at how
pretty I am now. How fierce!" She chucked the latex getup at Maxine but
it got only halfway. One hand grasped around her "fake" strap on while
the other held the phone that was taking the selfies. She went through a
multitude of poses, most of them focussed on her B-cup breasts and her
latex erection.
Maxine could feel her blood begin to flow as she let her hands roll over
the latex getup...and the view of mom with a dick was turning her on too.
She unzipped the back of the outfit peeking inside.
"Undress yourself first before you put it on." Aren was now filming
herself with Vincents phone, occasionally looking longingly at her
daughter.
Maxine slipped out of her white t-shirt her impressive D-cup breasts
unleashed into the cold Sunday afternoon air, her brown nipples poking
out.
She slipped off her pants revealing her bushy, wet vagina. Ready for...
mating. Carl could feel the hormones and desire rush through Maxines body
dragging him along in this.
Maxine put her clothes away, lifting the latex outfit up. It had
different proportions then her mothers but the design was the same. Open
holes for her breasts, stretching to her neck and a zipper that went from
just above her crotch all the way in the back able to reveal it all. The
fingerless gloves were there but no spiky bracelets.
"Are you trying to cosplay Bowsette now?"
"Bowsette?" Aren giggled. She WAS a blonde woman wearing spiked bracelets
in a full black getup.
"I guess that I am. Why arent you getting into your getup, dear?"
"Yeah, okay." Maxine felt her body stretch and squish into the latex form
as it was somewhat tight fit. Her breasts were stretched to fill up the
big holes in front from which her plump breasts peaked through and
aligned into place. They now held the entire costume together. She
finished with the few straps around her tighs, locking them into place.
As Maxine finished, she turned to her 'mother,' to see what the madwoman
had planned next. She was surprised to find the older woman had fallen to
her knees, furiously stroking her fake latex erection with both hands.
The look of unbridled ecstasy upon her face was unbecoming of the
normally graceful Aren Orthen, but even Carl could not deny that this
side of his mother looked incredibly hot. Having taken her time figuring
out her own latex costume, Maxine assumed that her mother ran out of
patience. Given how erotic she felt, Carl could only imagine how much
hornier his sex-crazed friend must have been waiting for him.
Vincent's cock was stimulated massively tightly wrapped in latex and now
in between two feminine hands going at it at full force. A mix of his
fantasies coming true and the view of a latex covered Maxine quickly
pushed Vincent's erection over the top. He came, launching a volley of
semen through Arens insides, into the latex covered erection and out
through the tiny hole in the front. Aren let out a lot of moans her hands
desperately squeezing whatever they could out of Arens "strap-on".
She finally settled down, panting softly. "Phooh...best fap of my life."
With a smile on her face she watched her stap on go limp and then deflate
fully. She unstrapped it pulling the semen coated inside free.
"Well i guess that botches my plans. Your turn." Aren handed Maxine the
hollow strap on.
"Bring out your penis then?"
"Oh, yeah, right." With the flick of a mental switch the purple cockhead
of carls erection arose from within. Aren immediately leaned forward,
mouth open to take in her daughter's full length not even giving it time
to catch air.
"Aaah youre going at it already, mom?" Carl thought it. Maxine said it.
And she felt it too. The tender blowjob overwhelming her. Any regrets any
bit of shame and all of the taboo faded from Carls mind. He no longer
worried about how Maxine and mom would feel about this.
"There we go." Aren pulled back, immediately slding the hollow strap-on
over Maxines erection. With a few "click-clacks" it was tightly secured
in its place, fully hiding Maxines erection under a fake sex toy.
"Oh, what a lovely strap on that is? Does it go all the way?"
"Yeah mom it's double sided."
"How lovely, Maxine. Can you do mom a favor and have sex with me in my
bed? Dad hasnt satisfied me in quite a while now." Aren rubbed her
breasts in excitement, squeezing her own nipples. Maxine could feel her
cock wrapped tightly into the cum-covered seath. Constantly under
pressure and latex and lifeless on the outside. Yet moist and alive on
the inside.
They entered Arens bedroom, chucking the blankets from the bed. Aren
walked over to the bed and pointed at the middle.
"Why dont you lie down, i would like to fully enjoy my daughters new sex
toy."
Maxine laid on her back her entire body roaring with both male and female
hormones. She laid down with her head on her pink pillow looking
longingly at the latex covered form of her mother.
Aren crawled over to her daughter with lust in her blue eyes. She quickly
grabbed the head of her daughters sex toy with her hand before putting
her head over it and sucking hard. She pulled quite a bit of salty
material lmfrom the inside before depositing the contents of her mouth
over the latex form. She rubbed the mix of spit and semen all over the
latex cock devoid of details, lubing it up properly.
Aren crawled forward, positioning her vagina just above the sex toy. Then
she let herself "fall into place", descending as far down as she could
pressing her nether region against her daughters. She let herself lean
forward and let both of her hands fall on Maxine's imposing rack.
It took a bit of adjusting before both of them got into a good groove so
to speak. They were sweating now, being as close as they possibly could
be physically. Maxine positioned her upper body forward and going for a
tender tongue kiss with her mom. In her crotch , Maxine could feel both
male and female sensations rampaging through her body.
"I want you to impregnate me so i can get you another brother! Aren
yelled inbetween her motions.
Maxine stopped and stared at Aren who continued her close quarters
assault on Carl's leather covered erection unabated.
"Too much?" Aren asked.
"Yeah."
"Okay" Aren cut any further conversation short by fiercely pinching
Maxines nipples causing her to moan loudly. All of this sent her over the
top, she came loudly, shooting her load inside her mother. Aren continued
to ride her daughters "sex toy" untill it stopped filling her. With a
satisfied smirk she rose to her feet, clearly dripping.
"Good, good. Let me help." Her daughter was still out of it as Aren
unlocked the strap on and pulling it off. She immediately went down on
her daughter's impressively-sized erection sucking it dry as much as
possible. "Ah...mom...wow!"
Aren leaned forward and kissed her daughter. "Okay. How was that?"
"Absolutely...incredible."
"I know, right." Aren smiled warmly. "So what i propose we do is that you
get out of Maxine while I clean up. Just leave her on the floor, one zap
from the gun will restore her. Make sure to dress her too.
"And you?"
"Well i've got to clean up your mess, obviously!"
Aren turned to leave but Maxine stopped her.
"How do i get out?"
"Well, think of your normal form, Carl, and tug open an orifce. From
there, you just climb out. Good luck."
Maxine undressed, pulling off all the latex clothing and stuffing it in a
bag. She sat down on her mother's bed looking at the view in the mirror.
Smoking hot Maxine Orthen...and he was her. His own sister...with Carl's
erection sticking out of her vagina. He thought about his own body,
starting to feel a bit of motion inside him as Maxine's body seemed to
shake. He put both hands on one side of her vagina, as he pulled both of
his legs out of Maxine's. With a thrust forward, suddenly Carl's lower
half was poking out of Maxine's vagina, her thin legs hanging limply on
each side. Her upper body was still normal, and Carl could feel all of
it. Her breasts bouncing with every move, her waistline devoid of flaws.
Her pretty face...Maxine touched her face one more time, squeezing and
fondling her breasts before abruptly putting both hands around her tights
and pulling up. Like a deflating doll Maxine suddenly came off, revealing
Carl's naked body. Further up and further up until Maxine's head was
left, sitting ontop of Carl's head and a bunch of deflated skin.
"I can't wait to do this again." She said before tugging it all off.
Gently he laid down the skinsuit of his naked sister, lifting it up and
carrying it to her room. Aren had already cleaned up the mess she left in
the hallway an hour ago. She had gotten into a cleaning outfit consisting
of a cute blue skirt and a black apron.
"Okay, I've gotten out."
"Dress her up in the clothes she had before and leave her in her room.
And you'd best get dressed yourself Carl, wouldn't want to see her too
much for now."
"Okay, yeah." Carl headed off to Maxine's room, taking his time to clothe
the empty skinsuit in her white t-shirt and skirt from yesterday. He left
her strung out on her bed, while Carl took care to search around the room
for any traces of anything unusual.
Satisfied, he returned to his own room to pick up some casual Sunday
clothes. A pair of underwear, shorts with a black t-shirt saying "MASTER
GAMER" on all white capital letters.
"All done, ma."
"Good, good. I'm good on my end as well." Aren wiped the sweat of her
brow as she picked up the cleaning suppllies.
"So...how long have you been wanting to be my mother?"
"Since I laid eyes on her. I mean, look at me, I'm a MILF! I actually am
a MILF right now!" She slipped one hand underneath her apron, letting is
slide down underneath her panties to her vagina. Immediately beginning to
masturbate in front of her son.
"Control yourself," Carl said in annoyance.
"Oh, but your sister isn't back yet, not until i want to be. And she only
needs to work in the morning. Sooo."
Carl had trouble hiding his erection. Sure, Aren wasn't as hot as Maxine,
but she definitly was worth it.
"Tell you what, I'll put this stuff away and i'll come to your room."
"Yeah, okay...sure." Carl nodded. He could very much get used to this.
From nothing for a while to having incredible sex every single day? Hell
yes!
"Okay mom, she's all clean."
"As is the rest of the house. I'll be right there." She picked up her
cleaning supplies and stashed them away. After one final round of checks
the loving blonde housewife was satisfied that her house was in order. No
one would know a thing of any of the events that took place here today.
Aren was still Aren, Carl was still Carl, Maxine was still Maxine.
Nothing had changed...on the surface.
Vincent smiled as he checked his form in the mirror. A blonde MILF in an
apron. Everything he'd ever wanted/desired...and then some!
His own house, his own kids...well, okay he had Maxine. Carl was
different. Carl was...her best buddy. His. Pronouns didn't matter now, he
got what he wanted. Not just that, beyond what he had possibly wished
for.
Aren knocked on the door. "Are you busy Carl?"
"Nah." Carl was sitting in his gaming chair playing an FPS game called
'Heroes of Thunder', not really paying mind to his mother.
"You have to stop gaming so much, it's going to injure your eyes someday.
And cramp your fingers."
"Spot on, spot on, V. I take it you're here to stop me from carrying on
this game?"
"Oh no, no no, i had a different thought. I had this lovely dream last
night and i want to make that a reality. Whatever you do, keep on
gaming."
Carl raised an eyebrow before his next respawn kicked in and he turned
his attention back to the game.
"It's a simple dream really." His mother stood at his side, her face
beaming with warmth. She slowly removed her apron, folding it and putting
it aside. Next, her blouse opened up, setting her breasts free. Carl
immediately snuck a peek, leading to him getting fragged without remorse.
"Ah ah, like what you see, son? Focus on the game, not these." Aren
played with her breasts for a bit before deciding to crawl under her
son's desk.
"It's filthy under here, time for mom to clean up!" The double entendre's
didn't stop coming as Carl spread his legs. His mother crawled up from
under his desk, her face hanging only centimeters away from his crotch.
She pulled up the zipper and undid the button, revealing his crotchbulge.
"Are you sure you don't want me paying attention to this?"
"I'm not here Carl, it's part of the dream." Aren lowered Carl's
underwear,letting his erection and balls slip out. She let her nose run
along the cock, taking in all the smells down there she'd been lusting
for all day. She wrapped her lips around his erection and with great joy
began to suck down. Unbeknown to Carl, Aren had bought a massive buttplug
as well as a vibrator both of which were doing well to stimulate her
nether region. The pressure inside her had been building for a while now,
and the whole act of mother-son love just set Aren off, squirting and
moaning loudly as she attended to her motherly duties.
Carl had trouble focussing on the game and his score was sinking quickly.
His mother was going at it fully underneath his desk, moaning and
swallowing and sucking all she could.
"Man, V, I really could get used to this."
"Mmhmm..." Aren pulled away for a second "Yes, I know, son."
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