Chapter 1: Transforming the Mom into a Son-Loving MILF

Note: This is a commissioned story. I don’t have much say over the events.

T. Ropex

“This is legal?” I asked.

I sat across the desk from M. Pon at the Earthling Dream, a travel agency that promised amazing vacations on the primitive world called Earth by its inhabitants. Visiting such underdeveloped worlds was supposed to be forbidden, so...

“Perfectly,” said M. Pon. She waved her purple tentacles in a placating gesture. “We are in compliance with all Intergalactic Regulations and have been approved by the Bureau of Underprivileged and Rustic Worlds to operate our vacations on the planet called Earth. It’s all thanks to our new camonotic aura will conceal your identity as a nondescript human male. No one will remark on your presence, stop you from doing anything you wish so long as you do not cause injury or death, or even remember you.”

“Truly?” I asked, my excitement brimming in me.

“Of course, T. Ropex.” She frowned at me to show her happiness. “Because of the primitive brains of humans, our camonotic aura can rewrite their senses. This will allow you to enjoy humans up close. You no longer have to settle for their life broadcasts that you have consumed.”

“And that’s not a problem?” I asked. “They are ... quite intimate.”

“They’re only humans,” she said, her whiskers quivering. “We know just the sort of experiences you wish to see. Thanks to our patented hypnotic wave technology, controlled by our state-of-the-art AI, it will control the humans’ actions to ensure your dreams and fantasies come true.

“You’ll be satisfied or you will be funded in full.”

That was reassuring. It was a lot of credits I was expending. I had been scrimping and saving from my job maintaining ion flows. “Okay, I’m eager for it.”

“Then we just need your digital signature here, here, here, and here. Then here. Here.” She flipped through the pages floating on the corner of my vision, accessed by my Augmented Reality Chip integrated with my first brain.

It was a lot of things to sign. Indemnities. Waivers. Promises to uphold intergalactic laws. Promises to take the company to arbitration instead of suing them in court. On and on it went until, after what felt like an eternity, I was set to go to earth.

I quivered in excitement.

One Galactic Month Later (37.5 Earth Days)

My pod landed in the backyard just where I wanted to be. My vacation had begun. My body had been molded into the shape of a human male to help with the camonotic aura. I still have my blue skin and extra eyes, but my tentacles were braided into human arms and legs. It was so exciting.

“Fantasy Assist Version 4.27 loaded,” appeared in bright, yellow text across vision, displayed by my Augmented Reality Chip.

“Camonotic Aura engaged,” the AI’s soothing voice said straight into the hearing center of my mind. It sounded like she was whispering right next to me.

I shuddered as tingles raced over my body as the field activated. I stared down at my braided tentacles. They were now beige arms. Humans. I even had five fingers and a wrist watch. A wrist watch. It was an Apple Smartwatch. I wore a white, button-down shirt with short sleeves and khaki pants. I was a “software engineer,” the most boring job according to my research.

I even had a pocket protector and glasses. It was so exciting.

The pod opened with a hiss onto the backyard. There was a pool—a mythical pool where so many human women put lotion on each other’s breasts and stomachs which lead to pussy eating or blowjobs if a man did it—full of water. A young man in shorts was sweeping a net through it. It was part of a human mating ritual.

The pool boy did it to often attract a MILF who could be his mother.

And there was the MILF. She was in her bathing suit, but ... It was rather ... plain. It covered far more of her body than I thought it should. The triangles on her breasts were large and covered them up while the bottoms weren’t just strings that vanished between her pussy lips.

How strange. This wasn’t like the life broadcasts I had seen.

Also, were her tits too small for a MILF. They weren’t big at all. MILFs had huge tits. Big and soft ones or firm and round wounds enhanced by the cutting edge of human technology—silicone. Still, the mating had to start soon, right?

The young man was tan and strong. The MILF should get horny watching him. She should get turned on, ready for him to do things to her. I was so eager to watch it in person. I could move around and see it from any angle I wanted.

One day, humans would send their life broadcasts in full sensory data where you could see, hear, touch, and smell it. Experience it with them. Luckily, I was here for that purpose. I moved toward the MILF. She didn’t even glance at me.

The technology worked.

Mrs. Madeline Stuart

I sunned, hardly carrying a man dressed like a software engineer approached me. I just enjoyed the warmth on my body as I tanned. My son was cleaning the pool. He was a good boy who did his chores, unlike his sister.

She was in the house, her music drifting out of her open music.

I had nothing to think about. My husband was at work. He made good money, so I didn’t have to work. I could take care of the house and make myself look pretty for him. I worked on several charities. It was a rewarding life.

The software engineer stood by me, watching me. Waiting. I didn’t care. He didn’t matter.

“Why are you not seducing the pool boy?” the man asked me.

I glanced at him. His features were so bland, the epitome of a WASP, that they were hard to focus on. “Excuse me?” The question was so random. “Why would I seduce my son?” Just saying that out loud made me shiver. I felt more than a little dirty. “That gross, you know that?”

“Gross?” He stared at me. “You are a MILF. You are horny for young men, even your son.”

“No, I’m not,” I said. “Young men are so boring. I have a husband. I’m happily being married.”

“Married women are happiest when they are fucking other men,” he said. “Especially young men who can fuck them hard and make them cum, unlike their husbands.”

“My husband makes me cum,” I said, so baffled by this conversation.

Fantasy Assist Version 4.27

Analyzing Scene to predict customer response. MILF seduces pool boy (subscenario, mother/son incest).

Activate Hypnotic Wave to reprogram MILF to act in expected manner.

Activate Nanite Bots to modify MILF to expected look.

“I am adjusting the scenario to be more in line with your desires,” the AI told its customer.

T. Ropex

I was so relieved to hear that because this MILF was just so baffling. She wanted to stay faithful to her husband? She had no interest in a young man, especially her son? That wasn’t what the life recordings showed. Quite the contrary.

She was clearly an aberration as a human female.

A beam of light flashed over the MILF. She gasped as her blue bikini glowed and lost a lot of material, the nanites doing to work. Not it was two tiny triangles that barely covered her hard nipples, her pink areolas peeking out. The bottoms became strings that nestled in her bush—she had a bush?—before vanishing into her pussy lips.

Then she glowed, gasping as the nanites worked. Her blonde pubic hair vanished as her breasts grew bigger. They ballooned, more than doubling in size while her lips grew plumper and her eyes burned with a lusty heat. She quivered there. A bellybutton piercing and several tattoos appeared on her body to complete the look.

“That’s much better,” I said as her eyes turned to a bottle of the mysterious lotion human women loved to rub on each other by the pool.

Mrs. Madeline Stuart

I was so horny for my soon. He was being a pool boy, his tanned back to me. Broad shoulders like his father, but still fit. He probably had a big cock, too. My son would be so hung. How long since I had been made to cum.

Last night... whispered through my mind.

I couldn’t remember. My husband—has a nice cock—had a little dick that didn’t do anything for me, but our son. My nipples poked against my string bikini. I put it on, hoping my son would pounce on me. Oh, he kept sneaking glances, like right now.

He was so hard. I could see his cock bulging in his shorts now. He turned away, looking ashamed. He knew it was wrong to lust after his mommy, which only made this hotter for me. I wanted him to rub his hands up and down my body. I ached for him to touch me that way.

But he wasn’t making his move. He was shy.

Well, that was why god made suntan lotion.

“Jordan, honey, will you help me out by putting suntan lotion on my back,” I said, reaching behind me and loosening the ties on my bikini top.

He turned and looked at me, my huge tits swaying back and forth. My nipples poked at me. I was such a sexy mommy. A MILF that my son and all his friends wanted to fuck. How I would love to be showered in all their cum.

“Uh, sure, Mom,” said my son as he glanced at me. He swallowed, his cock so hard. He was so shy. I loved how dark his hair was. He had that chiseled jawline.

He sat down at the pool cleaning net and moved toward me. I could not help but shudder at how big and thick his cock looked. I mean, my son looked so hung. He was just a stud. I knew that he would pound me so hard.

It would be so good.

I swept my blonde hair out of the way with one hand, turning my back to him. He grabbed the suntan lotion. The lid popped off. My cunt clenched as the naughty wave of heat rushed through me. I felt like such a naughty whore. He squirted the liquid onto his hands.

“Uh, so I just do this,” he said and started lightly rubbing it across my shoulder blades.

“Oh, work it into my skin,” I purred. “You don’t want your mommy to burn.”

“No, Mom,” he said, sliding his hands over my back.

“Use them both and really work it into my skin.”

I heard him swallow. My heart raced in my chest as my son’s strong hands worked over my flesh. This was so wild to feel. My pussy soaked the string bikini nestled through them. I was so glad to have my wax recently so I was all bald down there.

I purred in delight as his fingers felt so good on me. He worked them into my flesh. My eyes squeezed shut as I enjoyed this passion. He worked over me and slid over my bikini strong. The knot in the middle of my back came undone, the strings falling away.

“Oh, no,” he said as he reached to grab them.

I gave a quick tug on my bikini top to undo the knot around my neck all the way. The bikini fell away from me. I heard his breath quicken as I turned to glance behind him, my big boobs swaying. They had to be in view of him. At least the side profile of my right tit with its hard, pink nipple.

“Whoops,” I said. “It’s okay. Mmm, I don’t want tan lines anyway. Keep going. You have to get all my back.”

“Yeah,” he said and continued rubbing at me. I could feel his nervousness. He was young. He might be a virgin. Well, not that experience. He did have a girlfriend. I hoped she was giving up her pussy. Of course, mine would be better.

I wanted my son to slide back into the hole that birthed him. I was a MILF. The peak of feminine beauty. I shuddered as he rubbed at me. He drove me wild with his touch. It was such a perfect hitting to enjoy. I loved it immensely.

“Just like that,” I purred. “You’re doing such a great job.”

“Yeah,” he said, working down my back. I shuddered at his touch. My entire body burned. “Um, I think that’s all, Mom.”

“What about my breasts?” I asked, wanting to cuckold my husband with my son. I was such a naughty wife and mother. “You don’t want them to burn, right?”

“You’re ... breasts?” I asked.

“Mmm, yes,” I purred, grabbing his wrists and sliding his hands around my body. “My tits. My MILF milkers. Isn’t that what boys your age call them? Don’t be shy.”

I pressed his strong hands into my tits. I groaned as he rubbed my breasts. I almost came just from his touch. I moaned with wanton delight at the wonderful sensation of his hands kneading them. It was incredible. I loved every last second of it.

He squeezed my breasts. He drove me wild with the heat of this moment. It was a wonderful delight. I groaned, my eyes rolling into my head. It was just an incredible moment to have him massaging me. I loved the way he touched me like that. It was a glorious moment.

I moaned in delight at the way he squeezed my tits. His fingers brushed my nipples. He breathed so heavily as I whimpered. It was just an amazing moment to have my son’s strong hands kneading my boobs.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, yes, you have such a strong grip. Oh, my, you’re such a stud, Jordan.”

“Uh, yeah, Mom,” he said and pulled his hands away. “Um, there you go.”

He rose as I laid back on the chaise lounge, the sun shining on my huge tits. He watched them jiggling as they settled in place. His cock throbbed in his shorts. He was just so horny for his sexy mommy. I loved it.

“You’re not done,” I said and grabbed the ties of my bikini bottoms. I pulled on them slowly.

He swallowed as they came undone. Then I pulled them away, unveiling my waxed pussy. My cunt lips dripped with my juices. I was so wet and horny for my son. I wanted him to just pound me. I ached for him to slide his cock into me.

“You have to rub the suntan lotion into my vulva and pubic mound,” I purred.

“I...” He swallowed, staring at me with such lust in his eyes. “I don’t think ... that’s right?”

“Shhh, you don’t want your mommy to burn down there, do you?” I asked, the nondescript software engineer nodding and watching so intently. “You don’t want anything to happy to my pretty pussy, right?”

“I guess not, Mom,” he said, staring at my cunt with such lust in his eyes. He swallowed and grabbed the bottle. He squirted out the white lotion. I wanted to see something else pearly spurting today, but that would come.

The scent of coconut filled the air as he settled on the chaise lounge. I loved the aroma of my suntan lotion. He cupped my pubic mound with this hand, rubbing at my pussy lips. I whimpered at the contact. Pleasure rushed through me.

My back arched as my son massaged my flesh. I groaned in delight, savoring the way he worked it into my flesh. I groaned in delight. He was so good at this. My eyes rolled back in my head as he worked on me. He stroked his flesh through my pussy lips.

“That’s it,” I whimpered. “Mmm, really work it into my flesh.”

“Yes, Mom,” he panted, rubbing at my wet folds. His fingers stroked up and down me. Two sank into me. “Mom...”

I groaned as his fingers penetrated my cunt. My eyes rolled back in my head as he leaned down, getting closer and closer to my pussy. He approached it and licked at my folds. I gasped as he did that. It felt so good to have him tonguing me.

He stroked his tongue up and down my flesh. It was so good to have him doing that. I loved it immensely. My eyes rolled back into my head as he lapped at me. He stroked his tongue up and down my hot flesh, eating me out as his fingers worked in and out of my twat.

“That’s such a good boy,” I moaned, my voice echoing through the yard.

The watching man nodded, smiling. I didn’t care about him, just what my son did to me.

My son pumped his fingers in and out of my cunt as his tongue lapped around my folds. He stroked up and down them. He brushed my clit and sent heat rushing through me. It was such a wonderful moment to have him licking me like that. I groaned with such heat. It was just incredible to have him doing that to me.

I whimpered in throaty bliss, the heat sweeping through me. It was an awesome moment to have that tongue lapping at me. He stroked up and down my hot flesh. My eyes rolled back into my head as he jammed his fingers into my depths and pulled back.

“Yes, yes, love your mommy’s pussy!” I moaned, his fingers jamming deep into my cunt. “Oh, I need this. Your father just ignores me. I need a big, young cock to satiate my twat!”

He flicked his tongue over my clit. He stroked my bud, groaning, “Mommy!”

I loved hearing him call me that. It was just so incredible. My eyes rolled back in my head as my son drove me wild. He brought me closer and closer to that moment when I would explode. I would have a huge climax.

I could not wait for the ecstasy to burst in me. He brought me closer and closer to my climax. He was such a good boy. My cunt clamped down on him. Twenty and such a stud. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back in my head.

“Oh, that’s amazing,” I whimpered, his tongue fluttering against my clit. “You’re amazing! Such a good boy! Make your mommy cum!”

“Yes, Mommy!” my son growled.

His lips suckled on my clit. He nibbled on my flesh. My pussy clamped down on his digits. It was so incredible. I loved that wonderful sensation. My son jammed those fingers deep into my cunt as he suckled on me. The pleasure burst in me.

“Jordan!” I howled.

My pussy spasmed around his digits. He ripped them out and licked at my flesh. He gathered up my pussy cream. It was so wild to drink that wonderful passion. It was just an awesome moment. The heat swept through me. I shuddered with the bliss of my incestuous passion.

“You’re such a wonderful son!” I moaned. “Oh, you’re amazing!”

The waves of taboo ecstasy swept through me. I groaned, my heart pounded in my chest. I enjoyed this wondrous bliss. I humped into my son’s shaved face. He groaned as I licked at him. It was a wonderful experience. I was so glad for it. I enjoyed this wonderful passion. I was so glad for it.

“Oh, that’s it,” I moaned, my boobs jiggling. The man watched, nodding. Then he looked at the

house. “Mmm, now you have to fuck me. Show me that cock!”

“Yes, Mommy,” Jordan said, sitting up. The sliding glass door opened as he shoved down his boxers. His cock popped out. I groaned at the sight of it bobbing there. It was just incredible to witness. My heart pounded in my chest.

I wanted that big, young cock in my pussy. I wanted my son to slide home into my twat where he belonged.

Adriana Stuart

I heard strange gasps and moans outside when I came downstairs to get some iced tea. I glanced at the window. I could see the pool but not the source of the sounds. It sounded like mom was ... cumming. What was going on out there?

I opened the sliding glass door and glanced to my left where Mom was naked, her big breasts heaving. When did she get tits like that? And she had tattoos on her body. My brother was lifting his head and shoving down his shorts.

His cock popped out.

“Mom! Jordan!” I screamed in absolute disgust and fury. “What the heck are you doing?”

“Your brother was just applying some suntan lotion,” Mom said with absolutely no shame. Her voice was thick and throaty. She had just cum on his face. My big brother dripped in juices. He was two years older than me.

“That’s just disgusting!” I hissed. “He’s your son! And what about Dad?”

“Your dad just ignores me,” Mom said as a software engineer hurried over to me. He was nothing. I grinned at him. “I need a cock that’s hard and ready to fuck me.”

“Then that wasn’t you screaming your head off last night when I was trying to sleep, praising Daddy’s ... passion,” I said, my cheeks burning.

Confusion flickered across Mom’s face. “But your father and I ... We haven’t ... I ... I mean...”

“I am confused,” the software engineer said to me. His face was so boring I had trouble even looking at him. “Why aren’t you jealously fighting your mother over your brother? You’re both younger and hotter than her. You should compete for him.”

“That’s so gross,” I said, wanting to vomit. “He’s my brother, and that whore ... That filthy harlot can go to fricking heck!”

Then a white light swept over me. I felt so warm and ... I stared down at my tank top. It melted away into a string bikini that clung to my little A-cup breasts. Only those ballooned up. They swelled because I had big, fake tits. I wheedled Daddy to buy these for me. A pair of F-cups to rival Mom’s big, natural G’s. They were firm and perfect, my nipples were pierced, and I had an even sexier belly charm. I had “Wild Thing” tattooed on my lower back so Daddy and my big brother would know.