This choice: ...But that doesn't stop Jimmy from trying. • Go Back...Chapter #4...But that doesn't stop Jimmy from trying. by: Unknown Alright then Tim! If you are so dead set on doing absolutely nothing with these powers of mine I’ll just leave. You declared as you head for the front door. “I didn’t say I don’t want to do anything with them. Just not right now, plus it’s kind of a lot to take in all at once don’t ya think Jimmy.” Tim called after you as you headed downstairs. You paused for a moment to think. He wasn’t really lying. It was hella late and the two of you did have class in the morning. It would be dumb of you not to acknowledge that life goes on, even though you had these badass powers. You turn around to face your friend. “I guessssssssss you’re right. Tomorrow then, that gives us after school tomorrow and then the weekend!” You say, a smile spreading across your face. “I couldn’t have said it better myself.” Tim says also smiling. The two of you high five and say good bye. As you hear Tim’s door close behind you, you head downstairs. You couldn’t wait; this weekend was going to be the best! “This is going to be great!” You yell and thrust your arm up in the air. New powers had not made you any less of a dweeb. Just then you hear a familiar voice behind you. “Still the same old Jimmy I know and love.” You turn around and see your friends’ mother standing there in the hallway with her hands on her hips smiling a warm motherly smile. “I don’t know whether to go give you a hug or follow you into battle.” She says with a chuckle. At first you don’t understand, but then you realize…you still have your first in the air. “Oh, uh uh uh, just going over lines for a play hahahahaha!” You say as awkwardly as humanly possible. In all honesty it wasn’t your fault. You had been crushing on your friends’ mom for as long as you could remember, and with good reason. Her name was Rebecca Gately and she, was your perfect woman. Ever since you had discovered the vast trenches of porn on the internet, MILFS had held a special place in your heart. Rebecca, was a MILF in all respects. She had ear length brunette hair with bangs, soft brown eyes, a nice round bubble but and just about the biggest pair of tits you had ever seen. What was great about Rebecca, was that she acted as though they weren’t even there. She wore regular clothes and didn’t show them off. After all, she is a mother of three so it makes sense that she is prim and proper. This just turned you on more. You remember one time at a birthday party Tim had invited you to come to Rebecca had unknowingly downed a bunch of “Soda” that had in fact turned out to be carbonated vodka. Sufficed to say, Rebecca had lost it. She was all over the place, laughing, jumping around, and dancing. The dancing was the best. At the time she was wearing a flowered sundress that hugged her form. You remember just sitting there filled with awe and wonder as you watched her boobs bounce up and down for the whole night. Then to top it all off you, Tim and Rebecca had to be dropped off by a friend who lives nearby. She fell asleep on you in the car and you got to go the whole ride with her breasts laid on your lap. Currently Rebecca was wearing some jeans with a pink TShirt that was a little tight around the boob’s area (you didn’t mind) and a pair of black flats. God, this woman could wear anything and it would look great on her. You began to imagine her walking into your room at night wearing nothing more than a bra and panties. She sits on the side of your bed and gives you that warm smile you’ve come to love as she begins to play with her breasts. She is just there smiling at you. Then she crawls over to you on all fours giving you a great view of her twins. You two are now eye to eye. She begins to mouth something to you, but you can’t quite hear it so you focus more. It sounds almost as if she is saying;“Jimmy!” you snap back to reality. “Are you ok, I’ve been talking to you for the last two minutes and you just seemed to have zoned out?” You hadn’t even realized you were daydreaming. You looked back at Rebecca. She had a concerned look on her face. “Uh, yeah, sorry…just a little tired.” You lied. “Well that’s not good at all. Here.” She grabs your hand. “Let’s go to the kitchen and get you some tea or something. You didn’t really want to stay though. Even though you were there, one on one with your dream woman, you wanted to try out your powers; perhaps on your mom at home. But you also didn’t want to be rude, so you followed. You sat at the table and Rebecca began to fix some tea for you on the stove. “You know I was just thinking the other day how lucky Tim is to have you as a friend. I mean you two have been together since you were both babies.” You kind of stopped listening. She wasn’t facing you so you got a great view of her butt, even as she moved from spot to spot. No matter how small the distance that butt of hers just bounced away. “Ugh, I wish I could just fuck you!” you think to yourself…or maybe you said it out loud because as soon as the words left your mouth your friends mom spun around and with her mouth open. A look of shock had replaced her smile. “What did you say?” She asked, actually more like she demanded. “Uh…lines from a play.” You smiled back awkwardly. You had never actually seen Rebecca mad before, you now wished for those simpler days to return. She was not mad, no she was livid. “Nope, get out, get your ass out of my house! I cannot believe I just heard those words leave your mouth young man. You have got some nerve!” She had fully turned around now as was standing directly in front of you. “ I was just about to say how if you wanted to spend the night you could, but after that, no no no young man; as a matter of fact.” She walked over to the phone…butt and boobs bouncing away. “You stay here, I’m going to call your mom!” She yelled. Fuck! This was it. You were about to lose it all. Your friend, your dream woman and any hopes of using your butt to sit for the next year. Just then you remembered. You stood up and walked over to Rebecca who was not facing you but dialing the phone. “Hey Ms.Gately?” You say just as are within arm’s reach. She spins around. “I don’t want to hear another word out of yo-“ Before she can finish you reach out and with both hands you squeeze her boobs. She freezes, a look of shock and rage flashes onto her face. “You little fuck!” She screams as she drops the phone. “Sorry sweet tits, but you’re mine.” You say as you close your eyes and the world spins. “Hey answer me! Are you ok?” You recognize that voice, it belongs to Tim. You open your eyes and stand albeit shakily to your feet. However you almost fall over in the process. Your center of gravity has changed. You look down and see two huge mounds of flesh covered by a pink shirt that is just a little too tight around YOUR breasts. “Mom, answer me, what was all that yelling about?” You look at your friend and answer with his mothers’ voice. “Sorry Tim, just going over some lines for a play.” You say with a grin. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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