It started when Mom was raped at the age of twelve. I was the result. Later Mom married, had my sister and things started happening. I suppose Mom having large breasts was the beginning but when she was nursing things progressed. Guess you'll just have to read the story but if you've read any others of mine like this I think you'll enjoy.
A girl find Santa in her house on Christmas Eve night and she and her mother gets pulled into an exciting night resulting in little Christmas miracles.
I kissed my mother's smooth forehead and whispered softly: "Mom, how nice it would be if you could really be my wife?" "Mom, do you know? I really want to take care of you, take care of you for the rest of my life." "Mom, how nice it would be if I were not your son?" "Mom, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. I want to be with you forever and ever..." "Mom, I love you so much..."