Chapter 4

“Why not our dads?” Darnell asked his friends the next morning.

“Huh?” Von responded intelligently.

“We keep becoming our sisters or mothers, except for Rich who’s only been his mom and then his real dad.”

“That hasn’t been proven!” Rich countered hotly.

“Whatever,” Darnell continued. “So, why don’t Von and I become our dads?”

“Maybe...” Von considered, “maybe because we don’t want to?”

“Huh?” Darnell responded intelligently.

“Oh, I get it,” Rich continued the thought, “the first time we used the amulet, Von became Vinh, we got our rocks off, and now we’re focused on doing that with our friends’ hot female family members?”

Darnell rubbed his chin. “So we’re making the amulet do what we want? But why did I take over my mother instead of my sister the first time?”

Nobody had an answer to that. “Maybe we’re still missing something,” Rich suggested. Silence. “Okay, I’m tired of you fuckers saying my dad’s not my dad ... I’m going to use the amulet to figure this shit out. I’ll text you from whoever’s phone when it’s time to take it off again.”

After speaking the words, he found himself in his mother’s body. She was in her car on the way to work but, luckily, stopped at a red light. When it turned green, he drove forward carefully -- he hadn’t had his license long -- and headed to the gym where Conrad worked. When he spotted him, he headed over. “Can I talk to you?”

He glanced at her. “I’m a little busy, ma’am ... you can make an appointment at the desk.”

“Conrad.”

He turned to her, confused, and then blinked as recognition dawned on his face. “Charlotte?”

That was Rich’s mother’s name ... he nodded her head. “I need to talk to you right now.” She gestured at the equipment storage room he’d used Conrad’s body to fuck the hot brunette in the other day.

“Yeah, yeah ... um, do a series of push-ups and sit-ups ‘til I get back,” he instructed his male client. Then he followed Rich. When the door closed behind, he asked, “What’re you doing here? I thought you never wanted to see me again.”

Rich fidgeted. “I need you to tell me how we know each other ... uh, pretend like I have amnesia.”

“What? This is fuckin’ weird, Charlotte.”

“Do it, or I’ll scream rape!”

He raised his hands. “Okay, okay! Don’t get crazy, now. Uh, it’s been a long time, Char ... I hadn’t been working here long, but after I helped you lose you some weight, we, uh ... y’know.”

Rich put his mom’s hands on her hips. “Pretend I don’t know, Conrad!”

“Shit ... we started fucking. It was only a few weeks and then you broke it off. You were already married so I figured you just felt guilty, but you never said. Are we good?” At her silence, he asked again, “Char?”

Rich blinked. “Uh ... yes ... good. I gotta go.” She pushed past him. He didn’t try to stop her.

“Any messages?” Von asked Darnell.

He checked his phone. “Nope.”

They heard the front door slam and then someone was coming down the steps. “It’s me,” Rich told them with his mother’s voice. She yanked her skirt off and started unbuttoning her blouse.

Darnell stepped forward. “Uh, dude?”

“My mom’s a fucking whore,” Rich told them, “so fuck her like one ... blow your loads anywhere you want ... on her face, in her cunt or ass, and you won’t have to suck the cum out afterward. She’s not going to remember this entire day.”

After a glance between Von and Darnell, they started undressing.

Hours later, Darnell flopped onto the couch, huffing. He’d just filled Rich’s mom’s ass with a load, his third, the other two going into her pussy and onto her face, since Rich had asked.

“More!” Rich demanded as he jumped onto Von, working the Vietnamese-American boy’s thin six-incher up inside her gushing pussy.

“Goddamn,” Von moaned, surprised that he could still get it up after cumming into Mrs. Patterson’s mouth and pussy earlier.

“Slap her ass!” Rich yelled out as his mom’s needy pussy squished down onto his friend’s cock. He moved Von’s hands back to her butt.

“Okay...” Whack!

“Yeah! Punish her! Keep spanking!”

After Von loaded Mrs. Patterson’s pussy up with another few spurts of sperm, he too flopped onto the couch next to Darnell. “I didn’t think it was possible to actually have too much sex.”

“Right?” Darnell raised his fist up and Von bumped it. Then they heard the crying. Leaning forward, they saw tears streaming down Mrs. Patterson’s face as she knelt on the carpeted floor.

“Rich?” Von asked.

“My mom fucked that Conrad guy and got pregnant with me,” Rich blubbered. “He’s my dad ... he’s my dad...”

As one, his friends knelt down and gave their friend in his mother’s body a hug. After several minutes, Rich wiped at her eyes. “Female hormones, huh?”

“Uh, yeah,” Von responded.

“My mom’s full of sperm and Dad’s going to be back soon ... what do I do, you guys?”

Darnell started pulling his clothes on. “My mom’s got these things called douches ... I’ll grab a couple and we’ll get it all out.”

Charlotte Patterson blinked. One moment she’d been at a stop light and the next she was pulled over next to a park. Her head felt fuzzy and her body tired. She looked over at the passenger seat to see a half-empty bottle of gin there. Had she been drinking? She pulled her phone out to find several missed calls from her work and also that she’d misplaced most of the day. What had she done?! She tossed the bottle into a nearby trash can and sat in her car until her head cleared a bit. Extremely confused, she headed home.

Darnell and Von, exhausted from fucking Rich in his mother’s body all day, stayed at his place that night at his insistence. After everyone else went to bed, Rich put the amulet on again to find himself in his mother’s body once more. “Eric, you awake?” he asked his dad ... no, not really his dad.

“Hm? What’s up?” the man asked groggily.

“I have to come clean ... I had an affair nineteen years ago with my personal trainer. Rich is his, not yours.”

“What? Yeah, that was my idea.” When his wife said nothing, he turned the light on and blinked at her. “Because of my sperm count. What’s going on, Charlotte?”

Rich was stunned. “You ... oh.”

“You were so upset after adopting Robyn because she wasn’t really your flesh and blood ... you wanted one of your own. You hit your head or something?”

“No, I guess I had a bad dream and got confused. Sorry, love.” Rich did his best to talk like his mother did. “I have to go to the bathroom.” He pulled a robe on while his dad turned off the light and lay back.

When Rich got back downstairs, he shook Von awake. “Von, it’s me ... count to 100 and take the amulet off, okay?”

“Sure, Rich ... uh, hey...”

“Yeah?”

“You kissed me the other night.”

“I kissed your mom ... always had a crush on her.”

“Can I kiss you--your mom?”

Rich knelt down, closed his eyes, and brought his mother’s mouth to his friend’s. Soon, their tongues were dancing. Rich could feel his mother’s body heating up and he moved his hand down to find Von’s cock was hard and ready. Quickly shucking off the robe while Von pulled his member out, Rich climbed astride him and began bouncing on his thin six-incher.

“Kiss me some more?” Von asked him and Rich leaned forward. Despite all the sex they’d already had that day, the intimacy of kissing while fucking had Von reaching his release quite quickly, and Rich moaned in orgasm as his friend filled his mother’s overheated body with his youthful sperm.

“I ... kinda like kissing during sex,” Rich told him as his mother’s body shook in pleasure.

“Yeah ... should we wake Darnell up?”

“No, I have to get Mom back upstairs.” Then he felt the cum slip out of her pussy. “And you still have to suck your stuff out of her.”

“Too bad we don’t have any more douches.”

“You and Darnell are enough.”

“Oh, ha ha.”

In the morning, Rich explained that his sister had actually been adopted.

“Goddamnit!” Darnell raged. “The hottest one of all, and she’s not really your family. So it’s always gonna be your mom.”

Rich nodded.

Von got a text message. “My Aunt Chau’s visiting overnight and staying in the basement, so we can’t sleep over at my place.”

“Is she hot?” Darnell asked.

“Yeah, lemme pull up her FlickTalk account.” Von did so, and his friends gathered at his shoulders. She was thirty, younger than her brother, Von’s father, wore a lot of makeup, had some interesting tattoos, including one of a colorful dragon going along her back and shoulder, and wasn’t shy about showing off her hot, tight body in a bikini on her social media.

Darnell adjusted himself in his jeans. “Oh man, I gotta fuck that hardbody.”

“What if you put the amulet on while we’re at Darnell’s?” Rich asked. We’ll slip out tonight and watch your house ... whoever you become, just wave from the windows. If it’s not your aunt, we’ll try again.”