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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Adult · #2236909
Life with a genie would be divine, every wish granted. Life AS a genie however....
This choice: Became to curious and explore what it's like to be Mel  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Mel Explored

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You looked at the phone in your hands and considered who to call. Who could be of help to you. Then you looked down again, your face flushed. And you looked back at the mirror. It was your mother's face, but for right now... it was yours. It was your body. And there was no guilt associated with just... you know, a quick peek.

"Uh... fine!" You said, shedding your robe again and sitting on your unmade bed. Mom's breasts hung lazily on her chest, jiggling with every movement. They were large, with slight stretch make, undoubtedly from when she was pregnant... and breast feeding. You thought about being on the other end of things, when you were a baby, and where you and your sister used to take your meals, and you felt a metaphorical alarm go off in the back of your mind. You felt a deep yearning to have children again, and soon, as you were so close to never having that chance. This probably wasn't a woman thing, and just a thing about your Mom that stuck in her subconscious, but it was none the less distracting.

"Jesus," you stated, falling onto your bed. "Okay, well... let's try it then."

You looked up at the ceiling and focused on the feeling, you lightly put your hands across your new, king sized chest and squeezed. You gasped slightly, feeling a spike of endorphins reach your head and send signals to your new pussy. "This feels so good, fuck, Mom," you seethed. You massaged your nipples and breasts gently, feeling them harden in your fingers until the both poked out from their spot. Your legs writhed, kicking the covers from your bed. The cold was brisk against your bare skin as you continued to rub, all other thoughts leaving you for a moment, before you felt an unfamiliar dampness between your legs.

You froze for a second, thinking carefully about the next move, before throwing caution to the wind and taking the black panties of your bare legs. A hearty field of kempt bush flowed down where your dick usually was. Steadily, your hands moved down your body, until you felt the opening, the skin on your labia. Your fingers brushed against it for just a moment before recoiling, feeling the full effect of the touch on somewhere so private and intimate. The place where your life started.

Slowly, cautiously, you reached your fingers down again and brushed against this private place. You felt the dampness at your touch, and another wave of pleasure flew up your neck, blanking your brain for a second, but you persisted. One hand continued to massage your breasts while the other explored your new nethers. Finally, feeling the slick created from your new body's abundant secretions, you stuck a finger in experimentally. Your vaginal muscles clamped down hard, sending signal after signal up to your brain, indicating its enjoyment. You couldn't help but smile and drool, loosing yourself to the constant movement, finding yourself on your belly to get a better angle.

"Oh Liam," you seethed in a voice too sexy to be your Mom's, "Mommy wants more. Please just r-ram me,"

Your fantasy completed the scenario, imagining you own erect dick pegging this vagina, a deviant thought which only was expanded as you slid another finger into your expanding vagina. You pounded and pounded, gasping and squeaking with your Mother's own throat, you finally felt it.

The wave of pleasure crashed down on the shore of your mind and you were engulfed in a massive malaise of satisfaction hit you, blurring all thoughts and guilt that may have let themselves live in your head.

It only ended when you opened your eyes. You sheets and mouth were covered in messy drool. You wiped them away and saw that you left a damp spot on your sheets.

"Ah shit," you mused, smelling the musk of your new excretions. "Looks like I'm going to have to do the laundry."

All guilt associated with this decision melted at the moment of orgasm. You confidently stood, pulling your panties up your smooth legs and throwing your robe back on.

You knew what you wanted next-
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