Chapter 1

“This is it Paul, this was your last chance, I am done with you!” Ms. Lee wasn’t trying to hide her disappointment. Paul’s part-time internship at her pharmacy lab was a string of failures and unlucky accidents. After he mixed up the labels on medicine bottles, he almost got fired on the spot, and only his mother’s patronage forced Ms. Lee to give him one last chance. Ms. Lee was a very young lab supervisor, having just recently obtained her degree, but she told his mother in no uncertain terms that one more slip up, and it’s either him or her. Even being the pharmacy’s head, his mother couldn’t overrule lab supervisor’s decisions, especially when they were supported by a track record like Paul’s.

This time, Paul messed up programming the drug mixing machine, and it ended up combining components intended for different drugs. As Paul skimmed through the labels, he recognized some completely unrelated components — sleeping pills, Alzheimer’s treatment drugs, and a bunch of other drugs.

“Pack your things, and leave! I will handle the paperwork later.”

Some of the wasted materials were pretty expensive and now had to be written off, which made Ms. Lee even angrier.

Disheartened, Paul collected the few things he kept at his desk at the lab. On a whim, he also took an empty bottle of aspirin off the materials shelf and grabbed a handful of pills from his failed batch, figuring he would keep them as a souvenir from his internship.

After coming home, he dropped his things in the living room, and locked up in his room to mourn his failure.

A few hours later, he heard his mother opening the front door as she returned from work. Obviously, she already heard the news, and was extremely pissed.

“What’s wrong with you?! You were given the simplest job, and you still failed!” Paul heard her calling as he hid in his room. “You just don’t appreciate anything you get, do you?”

“Maybe it’s because I never wanted this job,” he said to himself quietly.

He kept hiding in his room until her grumbling subsided. Paul sneaked out, looking for his mother. Eventually he found her in her bedroom. His mother, Natalie, laid in her bed asleep, but things didn’t look right. Instead of changing into the robe she usually slept in, Natalie’s skirt was partially undone, and she removed her top, exposing her bra-encased bosom. It looked like she fell asleep before she managed to get changed. Worried, Paul glanced around and noticed the bottle of aspirin next to her bed. His heart jumped — apparently, she confused the pills he brought home for actual aspirin and took them.

Panicking, Paul pondered what to do. Call the ambulance? He’d have to explain what happened, but now he realized that what he did could be considered stealing from the drug lab — a serious crime. On the other hand, his mother looked simply asleep, which was expected given one of the drug’s components were sleeping pills. He decided to just wait it off, fully expecting her to wake up normally in the morning.

Having made a decision, he relaxed and put the bottle with the rest of the pills into his pocket. He sat on the edge of his mother’s bed and watched her sleep, avoiding looking at her breasts. He sighed. His mother looked so peaceful in her sleep, not the demanding, bossy dictator she became when his father passed away. Ever since, she always required him and his sister to be fully independent, be able to provide for themselves, and stopped showing any motherly love whatsoever.

“Mom, I wish things were like back in the good old days when dad was still with us ... When there was more appreciation, love, caring in our home ... Wouldn’t it feel good for both of us?...” he spoke softly as nostalgic tears swelled in his eyes. Then he left for his room and went into restless sleep, thinking of his failed internship and alternative career opportunities.

The next morning, he was relieved to hear his mother moving in the kitchen. As he joined her there, he braced himself for another round of grumbling about his failure and how he has to provide for himself. Instead, his mother greeted him with a hug.

“Morning, dear!” she said while still holding him close. A bit taken aback, Paul hugged her back. She sighed happily and pressed her body further into his. Paul became uncomfortable about the feeling of her heavy bosom pressing into his chest, so he let go of her quickly. Then he went about preparing his breakfast — Natalie insisted that everyone in their family cooked for themselves, which was part of her “being independent” vision.

“It’s OK Paul, I’ve made enough pancakes for both of us.”

“Oh, thanks mom, appreciate it!”

“Ah, you’re welcome,” she replied breathlessly.

“Is everything ok mom?” Paul remembered the accident yesterday and wondered if there were any lingering side effects.

“Everything is wonderful Paul, thanks for asking. It’s so nice for you to ask!”

As they ate together, Natalie kept fawning over her son, offering to pass him items he was perfectly able to reach himself and asking if he wanted anything at all. And then she even made him coffee! Paul was puzzled by the changes in her behavior but figured he didn’t need to worry as they were definitely for the better.

After eating his breakfast and finishing the coffee, Paul quickly prepared for school. As he prepared to leave, Natalie called him for another embrace.

“I love you, son,” she said tenderly.

“I love you too, mom,” Paul replied automatically. In their embrace, he felt his mother tense up at his words. Her hips jerked as she pressed herself into him, locking his leg between her hips.

“Thank you, dear,” her quiet reply was almost a moan.

Weirded out, Paul disentangled himself from her embrace and left for school.

School was as uneventful as ever. Paul spent most of it pondering about his internship and thinking of his future career plans. He couldn’t come up with anything, eventually he thought perhaps he could somehow make it right with Ms. Lee...

At the end of the school day, he joined Wendy on the way home, as usual. She lived next door, and they were friends since elementary school. Unfortunately, this also placed him straight in the friend zone, and try as he might, she’d just deflect his advances, saying she valued their friendship too much to risk it with a romantic relationship. Paul had no choice but to grudgingly accept that, despite being increasingly attracted to this beautiful girl with a bright smile and bubbly personality.

As they walked, Paul shared the pharmacy accident yesterday, and how he got kicked out of internship. He didn’t mention anything about pills or Natalie accidentally taking one, figuring out this was a detail best kept in secret even from his best friend. As they approached their houses and it was time to part ways, Wendy held his hand and hugged him. “Don’t worry, I am sure you will be alright! Hey, you know my mom is a doctor, perhaps I could ask her to refer you to some other internship?”

Paul hugged her back, enjoying the feel of her body in his arms. He tried to make eye contact, hoping to turn the hug into a kiss, but Wendy just laughed and kissed him on the cheek, releasing him. Disappointed, Paul turned to his door. He didn’t notice Natalie watching the whole exchange from behind the second floor’s window’s curtains.

When he came home, Paul was greeted with a smell of lunch.

“Mom, are you home?” he called. Natalie usually worked until much later, and certainly never cooked lunch.

“Yes dear, I left early today,” said Natalie as she walked down the stairs. She looked like she just took a shower, and her hair was still a bit wet. She was wearing a bathroom robe Paul didn’t know she had — it was extremely short, barely covering the bottom of her ass, and it hugged her full figure nicely, drawing attention to her heavy bosom. Paul averted his eyes — as she retightened the robe’s belt, he could see a flash of the top of her nipples and her flat tummy.

“Is everything alright mom?”

“Yes hon, thanks for asking. This is so kind for you to ask,” Paul thought her voice sounded so strange ... almost sultry?

She came over and hugged him.