Chapter #5From BFF to SPF! by: Enigma   You smile as you think about hilarity that would follow if your best friend Jason found out about the stone and what you did with it last night. Jason has always had a hard-on for your mom since puberty hit him, so you choose to call him and invite him to come over to mess with him by leading him on. The stone is still upstairs, so you head to the master bathroom and pick up mom's personal phone along the way. You hold the stone in one hand, the phone in the other, and you lay down on your front on top of mom's bed as if you were a teenager hanging out at home. The alteration to your voice takes the stone only a second to finish as you dial Jason's house phone.
Jason's voice answers after the fourth ring, "Hello?"
"Hey Jason, it's Matt. How was the party?" you ask casually. Your old male voice feels a little strange leaving your lips, awkwardly bringing to your attention at how easily you became used to hearing mom's voice, and consequently her body, that you fidget with your hair in the same unconscious way mom does before you stop yourself.
"It went downhill after I texted you. The girl I was hitting on was so drunk, she threw up all over the food." he dejectedly told you, "Not to mention that Brandon and his football team showed up at the last minute so all the rest of the girls wouldn't give the rest of us guys any attention.Then a cop showed up and left me a few others to hold the bag. Looks like you had the best evening out of all of us last night."
You have no idea. you bemusedly told yourself. Out loud you said,"Sorry man. Listen, I have to step out of my house for the rest of the day and even through that you had a rotten time, I was kinda hoping you would do me a favor." You hear him sigh and tell you to continue."My mom has to get some extra work done and we need someone to watch Julie for an hour or two. I know that it sucks, but it would really be cool if could help me out."
"What, Alice has nothing better to do?" Jason asked sarcastically.
"No, she's gone for the entire day, so it would just be you and mom, and Julie of course; until she gets picked up by her friends." you lightly say, leaving the hook and bait to dangle out there.
"Wait a minute, you mean it would be just your mom and me?" he said sharply.
Kicking your feet back and forth you reply, "Yeah - I know, I know, it's uncool for my best bud to hang out with my mom, but would you pleeaase do it?"
You can almost hear him drooling as he runs the scenario around, weighing the pros and cons of your request, but the idea of being alone in a big house with an incredibly hot MILF is going to be a clincher for him. He pretends to put on a weary voice for your benefit, but you can hear eager undertone in his voice. "OK, ok, I'll do it. But you owe me big time!"
You smother a chuckle, "That's an understatement. Can you get over here in half and hour?" He gives you a hurried affirmative and hangs up quickly. You laugh out loud, but you still feel uncomfortable hearing your old voice, so you change it back. Now that Mark is coming, you set up the rest of your act in the living by putting exercise mat on the floor with a nature sounds CD in the stereo. You switch your blouse for a tight sports bra with a form hugging tank top and start limbering up with a few poses you have seen your mom do before. It's funny how useful your mom's Yoga routine has become.
Ten minutes later, you hear a car pull up into your driveway and you wait for the inevitable sound of the doorbell. When it finishes dinging, you shout out, "Go ahead and come in Jason!" A few seconds later, you see Jason standing in the threshold of the living room. He has a handsome face and body, but he always had a nerdy look that never got him close to second base with a girl. His brown eyes fix on your thrust out rack as you pull your foot up into the air behind you and grasp it with both arms over your shoulders. He nervously stutters, "H-Hey Ms. Jackson, I'm here to watch Julie."
You unbend, get up and put a slight saunter in your step as you approach Jason. You put a sympathetic look on your face and say, "Oh Jason, I'm so sorry, but Julie just left a couple of minutes ago, and Matt is already gone. I tried to call you, but you must have already left your house before I could tell you."
Jason blinks and looks a little crestfallen, as he mutters that it's alright and that he'll be going. You put a hand on his shoulder and tell him, "Just a minute, as it turns out, I have nothing to do for the rest of the day and I was hoping you'll stay for a while and keep me company."
His face picks up and he asks, "Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to impose..."
"Nonsense, we'll just watch an old action movie over some sandwiches. And just call me Mary." You motion for him to sit down on the couch and purposely sway your butt as you enter the kitchen.
As you make the sandwiches, you can feel his eyes watching every move you make, but he averts them each time you glance in his direction. You smirk to yourself and make suggestive movements with the foodstuff, such as licking the mayo off your finger with a contented sigh and listening to him quietly gulp. It takes all your concentration to stay in this exaggerated persona of Mom, and you don't know how much longer you can keep it up.
You bring the food into the living room, put on a DVD, and sit down very close to him. For next fifteen minutes, he is so distracted by the proximity of Mom's body he keeps laughing too loudly every time you giggle at a punch line in the movie and he fidgets with his sandwich. You decide that the timing is right, and let a bare leg fall open and touch his leg. He becomes so stiff and still, that he nearly jumps as you pretend to absentmindedly place a hand on his thigh. You smirk and say to him, "Relax Jason, if you're so uncomfortable, why don't I try to make you feel better?" At that point, you throw a leg over his lap, pull his head between your breasts and start massaging his shoulder. He becomes frantic as he is torn between his lust for the mother of his best friend and the immoral implications of your actions. He jumps up and knocks you over as he puts some distance between you and him. You are about to burst from laughter but keep up the act as you ask him, "Jason, what's wrong?!"
"You're Matt's mother! That's what's wrong!"he runs a hand over his hair."You're hot-Imean, beautiful, no..uh, p-pretty! But this isn't right!" he exclaims.
You look him in the eye and finally burst out laughing, holding your sides as you fall on the floor. Jason looks hurt as he realizes that he is the source of the joke and bursts out, "THAT'S NOT FUNNY! Go fuck yourself!"
He begins to storm out of the room, but you calm down and say to him,"Sure it's funny, it at least is a better joke than the time you convinced me to cover Brandon with jell-o inside the girl's locker room." Matt whips around to retort, but he stops as the statement penetrates his angry mind since only you and he were the only ones that knew about that prank. You get off the floor and cock a hip and an eyebrow as you continue the conversation, "What about the time we were fourteen, and we got a good look at that porn movie you ' borrowed ' from your dad? That porn star was the sexiest woman we had ever seen, and then you spoiled the rest of our time when you cummed inside your pants?"
Jason went pale as he put two and two together, as the only conclusive way Mom could say those things to him, was that-
"Matt?" he queried.
You put a hand on your hip. "In the flesh!," you say pleasantly and pat your stomach, "so to speak."
Astounded, he came over and looked you directly in the eyes. He came so close, you broke the tension by saying, "You know Jason, if you're not careful, you could end up kissing your best friend on the lips."
"Matt, WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!"
You calm him down and explain everything that happened to you last night, omitting the intimate events with Mom's body. He has you alter a few things in the room to prove that the stone you hold actually works before he gets a confused look on his face.
"Wait a minute, if you can make anything you want happen, why did you choose to possess your mom to just mess with my head?" You blush, and change the subject by asking him what he wanted to do next. Jason scrutinizes you before he thinks the matter over. He lights up and says, "I want to either possess someone as well or try out something I have always wanted to do." You happen to glance out the window, and you notice the prefect target to put Jason in, that would make it a fun afternoon for both of you. "You know, Jason, I always wondered what lesbian sex is really like." you say nonchalantly.
Jason frowns as he catches your drift. "Whoa Matt, having sex with you doesn't feel all that right with me."
"Aw, come on. It's not like I'm going to actually do it with your body; I mean, just think about what a woman's body would be like.."He considers this, and proposes a deal.
"Alright, if we do it your way, you have to do something for me. Or else, we will do the other idea that I want try instead." You hesitate and nod your head. He continues, "You need to use the stone to keep your promise, ok?"
"Oh, ok." you sigh as you roll your eyes. You put a hand on the stone and activate it out loud, so he can hear you swear by it. After you finish, he asks you, "So, what did you decide?"   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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