Maxine reached for her phone, pulling the unlock code from memory. She checked her messages out of habit. Thessa, Maxine’s best friend was DM’ing her if they could hang out this sunday. For now she marked it as read and put her phone away again. Distracted, Maxine stared out the window watching the city pass by.
Carl believed that he should feel worse about stealing his sister’s life…and Vincent stealing his mothers. And yet…and yet…
She touched her gentle, soft hand with the other, feeling just good it was. She groped herself for a bit, grinning at just how sensitive they felt to her. Squeezing one nipple she couldn’t help but smile.
Carl had never had any desire to crossdress or become a woman before today, much less his own sister. And then there’s the whole…Vincent as mom thing.
Oh, Carl knew that Vincent had some strange interests, but he never minded it since he had always been super dependable. Once he’d dug around on Vincent’s PC when he wasn’t around, and he found out about Vincent’s interest in incest porn…and crossdressing. He could never have imagined Vincent would take it this far…and the fact that he was loving all of it.
Carl had definitely made clear to his buddy how much he was interested in Maxine, but it was more of a physical thing. He couldn’t help it, she just was one of the most attractive women he knew. Even the rest of the neighbourhood agreed. And now, he was her. She rubbed her crotch cautiously, feeling Maxine’s body respond with blushing. Carl had been so lost in being Maxine that he hadn’t noticed that they had already reached home.
“Lost in your pretty body, daughter?”
“Oh, we’re already home? Damn.” Maxine immediately pulled her hands from her body as if she hadn’t just been caught masturbating in the car. Her mother chuckled in a goofy way at how obvious it was.
“Yeah, come along.” Aren carried both bags inside followed closely by her daughter. From the outside, all seemed perfectly normal. “Do me a favour and close all the blinds for me, will you? Mommy needs to head upstairs and get changed.”
“Okay, mom.” Maxine nodded, the term rolling off her tongue naturally. Vincent, it’s Vincent! It’s not mom, its Vincent°
Carl was now forcing himself to manually remember that. For a moment he got a bit concerned that if it was so easy to see Vincent as his mother that he might get comfortable being Maxine. Which of course, was fun, kinky, and wrong.
Maxine made sure to close every single blind and lock the doors just in case. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin his family’s reputation forever. After all, this was just going to be a temporary thing and once it was over there would be no evidence that anything had happened at all.
She panted slightly, catching her breath after a few minutes of running around the house. “Why do I feel so turned on all the time? It just doesn’t seem to stop.”
“Look at how pretty you are. Why, I’d be turned on all the time as well if I had that smokeshow of a body. Your mom’s not bad though.”
Maxine glanced at the bottom of the stairs and gasped.
Aren had dressed up in a black latex dominatrix outfit that stretched up to her neck. It was made of rather thick latex that seemed to show off her shapes better. The material was deliberately missing around her breasts, putting them in full view. She was wearing spiked braces around her wrists and fingerless black latex gloves showing off her long red nails. Down below that was a crotch zipper that was currently closed. Her blonde hair let loose and long was freely flowing in the wind
“Do you like my new outfit, daughter? Isn’t the best part of shopping trying on your new gear?”
Maxine’s jaw dropped. “Oh my God! Damn, you look incredibly hot!”
“Thank you, Maxine. I thought I’d get dressed properly since I’m bringing out my newest toy for us to play with?”
“What new toy?”
Aren walked up to her daughter and pulled her in an embrace. “You know, I’ve managed to trick a few guys into this, and I can tell you it works like a breeze.”
Stepping back she revealed what appeared to be a black latex strap on. Yet it was clear that it didn’t have anything on the inside, being completely hollow ” It even included a pair of lifeless looking testicles below it.
“What’s that supposed to do?”
Mom laughed at him. “What do you think, dummy?”
Maxine thought about it for a moment before getting it. “Oh…”
Aren pulled the zipper down below revealing her moist vagina. Teasingly she rubbed a bit before stepping into the straps and securing the strapon into place. It hung limply before Aren began to moan loudly. She panted for a moment as Vincent’s cock was pushed out from her crotch, sliding right into the custom built hollow strap on. It covered it up perfectly, looking like a normal strapon from the outside.
“Perfect.” Aren dragged one finger across her strapon, feeling every sensation transferred to the erection hidden underneath. “And you know what the best part is, C? Mom know Maxine’s sizes by memory.”
Aren pulled out a clothes hanger with a similar latex outfit in it. “You’d best get dressed while I take some pictures for ny collection.”
“Pictures?”
“Oh, I’m not letting this beautiful moment slip by, dear. Look at how pretty I am now. How fierce and yet still motherly!” Aren struck a pose and jutted her strapon forward a bit. ‘With a little bit of an extra hidden underneath.’ She winked at Maxine as she handed her the fetish outfit.
Afterwards she started to masturbate her strapon while the other held the phone that was taking the selfies. She went through a multitude of poses, taking lots of pictures of which she could select the good ones later and delete the rest.
Maxine could feel her arousal begin to build more and more as she examined her new outfit…and the view of mom with a dick helping a lot as well. She unzipped the back of the outfit and glanced inside it.
“Undress yourself first before you put it on.” Aren was now filming herself with Vincent’s phone, occasionally looking longingly at her daughter while at the same time playing with herself.
Maxine pulled her white t-shirt off, letting her flawless D-cup breasts free. Carl could feel the hormones and desire rush through Maxine’s body dragging him along in this. After dropping her pants she took a moment to put her clothes away, lifting up the latex outfit. It had different proportions then her mothers but the design was the same.
Open holes for her breasts in front, a black latex suit stretching to her neck and a zipper to make both holes in her front and back accessible. She glanced back at Aren, and something clicked in Carl’s mind.
“Wait, is this a kinky Bowsette cosplay?”
“Bowsette?” Aren giggled. She WAS a blonde woman wearing spiked bracelets in a full black getup. “I guess that I am. Wasn’t planning on it, but now that you say it…Why aren’t you getting into your getup, dear?”
“Yeah, okay.” She stepped into the legs of the suit and pulled it up her body. Maxine felt her body stretch and squish into the latex form as it was a somewhat tight fit. Her breasts were pressed into the suit and immediately bulged out through the two holes in the front. To complete the look she pulled down the zipper revealing her dripping wet vagina.
As Maxine finished, she turned to her ‘mother,’ to see what she had planned next.
She was surprised to find the older woman had fallen to her knees, furiously stroking her fake latex erection with both hands. The look of unbridled ecstasy upon her face was unbecoming of the normally graceful Aren Orthen, but even Carl could not deny that this side of his mother looked incredibly hot.
Having taken her time figuring out her own latex costume, Maxine assumed that her mother ran out of patience. Given how erotic she felt, Carl could only imagine how much hornier his sex-crazed friend must have been waiting for him.
Vincent’s cock was stimulated massively tightly wrapped in latex and now in between two feminine hands going at it at full force. A mix of his fantasies coming true and the view of a latex covered Maxine quickly pushed Vincent’s into his climax. He came, launching a volley of semen through Arens insides, into the latex covered erection and out through the tiny hole in the front. Aren let out a lot of moans, her hands desperately squeezing whatever she could out of her strapon. She was thrusting wildly, and liberally coated the mirror with her cum.
She finally settled down, panting softly. “Pooh…best fap of my life. That was amazing!
With a smile on her face she watched her strapon go limp and then deflate fully. She unstrapped it and took it off. The inside filled with Vincent’s semen seeing as not all of it had made it through.
“Well I guess that botches my plans. Your turn.” Aren handed Maxine the hollow strap on after quickly washing it out in the sink
Carl shifted his thoughts back to his own penis, and like what had happened before, the purple cockhead of Carl’s erection arose from within. Aren immediately leaned forward with her mouth open to take in her daughter’s full length, not even giving it time to catch air.
“Aaah you’re going at it already, mom?” Carl thought it. Maxine said it. And she felt it too. The tender blowjob overwhelming her female form, male and female sensations mixing in a whole new thrilling kind of pleasure. Any regrets, any bit of shame and all of the taboo faded from Carl’s mind. He no longer worried about how Maxine and mom would feel about this.
“There we go.” Aren pulled back, immediately sliding the hollow strap-on over Carl’s erection. With a few “click-clacks” it was tightly secured in its place.
“So Maxine.” Her mother feigned being surprised, slipping into a bit of roleplay. “Does that strapon go all the way?”
“Oh yeah mom, it’s double-sided.”
“How lovely, Maxine. Can you do mom a favor and have sex with me in my bed? Your father has not satisfied me in quite a while now.”
Aren rubbed her breasts in excitement, squeezing her own nipples and pinching them. Maxine could feel her cock wrapped tightly into the cum-covered sheath, being constantly under pressure. Latex and lifeless on the outside, yet moist and alive on the inside.
They entered the master bedroom, chucking the blankets from the bed. Aren walked over to the bed and pointed at the middle.
“Lie down there Maxine, I want to out your new sex toy.”
Maxine laid on her back, glancing at her mother with a look of pure lust at her mother.
Aren crawled onto the bed and then over to her daughter. She quickly grabbed the head of her daughters sex toy with her hand stroking it a few times before she wrapped her lips around it and began to deep throat the strap on. She pulled quite a bit of salty material from the inside before depositing the contents of her mouth all over the latex form. She rubbed the mix of spit and semen all over the latex cock devoid of details, lubing it up properly for the next step
Aren repositioned herself, her vagina hanging just above the sex toy. Then she let herself “fall into place”, descending as far down as she could pressing her nether region against her daughters. She let herself lean forward and let both of her hands fall on Maxine’s imposing rack.
It took a bit of adjusting before both of them got into a good groove so to speak. They were sweating now, being as close as they possibly could be physically. Maxine positioned her upper body forward and went for a tender tongue kiss with her mom. In her crotch ,Maxine could feel both male and female sensations rampaging through her body as both Carl’s and Maxine’s genitalia were at work.
“I want you to impregnate me so I can get you another brother, Maxine!” Aren yelled out loud
Maxine stopped and stared at Aren who continued her close quarters assault on Carl’s leather covered erection for a bit more before she stopped with a sheepish stare on her face
“Too much?” She asked.
“Yeah.”
“Okay” Aren resumed to ride her daughters sex toy, her inner walls were on fire. Reaching forward again she began to massage and pinch Maxine’s nipples.
All of this sent her over the top, she came loudly, shooting her load inside her mother. Aren continued to ride her daughters sex toy untill it stopped filling her. With a satisfied smirk she rose to her feet, clearly dripping from the front.
“That…was amazing, man. Now let me help you. ” Her daughter was still out of it as Aren unlocked the strap on and pulled it off Carl’s meat. She immediately went down on her daughter’s impressively-sized erection sucking it dry as much as possible.
“Ah…mom…wow! Whoa….wow.”
Aren leaned forward and kissed her daughter on the cheek. “Okay. How was that for you?”
“Absolutely…incredible.”
“I know, right.” Aren buried herself in Maxines chest for a moment, enjoying how soft and warm they were. Her daughter laid one arm around her head, glancing down at the sight of her mother licking one of her nipples.
“So, what’s next on the list?”
“Maxine needs to work tomorrow doesn’t she? If you get out of Maxine I can restore her with a single zap. Just make sure she’s dressed properly as well and I’ll handle the rest.”
“And you?”
“Well I’ve got to clean up your mess, obviously! And some of my own as well. I’ve been a very kinky woman…”
Aren turned to leave but Maxine stopped her.
“How do I get out?”
“Well, think of your normal form, Carl, and tug open an orifice. From there, you just climb out. Good luck, bro.” And with that, she was gone.
Maxine headed to her room and took her time to undress, pulling off all the latex clothing and stuffing it in a bag. She sat down on her bed looking at the view in the mirror. Smoking hot Maxine Orthen…and he was her. His own sister…with Carl’s erection sticking out of her vagina. He thought about his own body, starting to feel a bit of motion inside him as Maxine’s body seemed to shake a bit. He put both hands on one side of her vagina, as he pulled both of his legs out of Maxine’s. With a thrust forward, suddenly Carl’s lower half was poking out of Maxine’s vagina, her thin legs hanging limply on each side. Her upper body remained normal, and Carl could feel all of it.
Her breasts bouncing with every move, her waistline devoid of flaws. Her pretty face…Maxine touched her face one more time, squeezing and fondling her breasts before abruptly putting both hands around her tights and pulling up.
Like a piece of clothing Maxine suddenly came loose, revealing Carl’s naked body. Further up and further up until Maxine’s head was left, sitting on top of Carl’s head and a bunch of deflated skin.
“I can’t wait to do this again.” She said before tugging it all off.
Carl breathed and panted for a moment, feeling his own face once again. It had been surreal yet supremely kinky for him. Gently he laid down the skinsuit of his naked sister, lifting it up and then getting her dressed in underwear and clothes. He glanced around the room for any proof of what had happened but he saw nothing.
Malcolm headed back to his room when he heard a wolf whistle coming from downstairs.
His mom was carrying a bucket and a mop while wearing an outfit consisting of a cute blue skirt, skinny jeans and a black apron. She glanced at him with a wink.
“Young man, how dare you walk naked in the landing, I might be forced to have sex with you again!”
“Yeah, mom I was just getting dressed.”
He returned to his own room to pick up some casual Sunday clothes. A pair of underwear, some shorts with a black t-shirt saying “MASTER GAMER” in all white capital letters.
“All done, ma.”
“Good, good. I’m good on my end as well.” Aren wiped the sweat of her brow as she picked up the different cleaning supplies and started to store them away
“So…how long have you been wanting to be my mother?”
“She’s decent, but I’ve been much prettier than women before. It’s much more the fact that, out of all the women on earth, she’s YOUR mother.” She slipped one hand underneath her apron, and Carl could easily guess what she was doing with it.
“Your sister isn’t back yet, so i don’t need to actually pretend to be Aren. I’ll revive her in the morning.”
Carl had trouble hiding his erection. Sure, Aren wasn’t as hot as Maxine, but he was definitely starting to think differently of his mother.
“Tell you what, I’ll finish things here and I’ll come to your room.”
“Yeah, okay…sure.” Carl nodded. He could very much get used to this. From being on a complete dry spell for quite a while to having incredible sex every single day? Who could say no to that? He headed upstairs to his room, leaving behind his mother who got on with the last bit of cleaning to remove “evidence”.
After one final round of checks the blonde housewife was satisfied that her house was in order. No one would know a thing about any of the events that took place here today. Aren was still Aren, Carl was still Carl, Maxine was still Maxine (even if she was currently just a skinsuit on her bed). Nothing had changed…on the surface, at least.
Vincent smiled as he checked his form in the mirror. A blonde MILF in an apron. Everything he’d ever wanted and desired. Living as an attractive housewife, with his own house, his own kids…well, okay he had Maxine. Carl was different. Carl was…her best buddy. His. She figured pronouns didn’t matter now, he got what he wanted. Not just that, maybe he could figure out how to move this forward. Yes, a promise was a promise and one week would stay one week, but if only he could…
Her face soured somewhat for a moment. Only if he could…figure something out. A solution for the both of them. She adjusted her hair and straightened out her apron before heading back upstairs.
Aren knocked on the door. “Are you busy Carl?”
“Nah.” Carl was sitting in his gaming chair playing an FPS game called ‘Heroes of Thunder’, not really paying mind to his mother.
“You have to stop gaming so much, it’s going to injure your eyes someday. And you might just cramp your fingers if you press too many buttons at the same time.”
“Spot on impression, V. I take it you’re here to distract me from my game?”
“Oh no, no no, I had a different thought. I had this lovely dream last night and I want to make that a reality. Whatever you do mate, keep on gaming.” She winked at him
Carl raised an eyebrow before his next respawn kicked in and he turned his attention back to the game.
“It’s a simple dream really.” His mother stood at his side, her face beaming with warmth. She slowly removed her apron, folding it and putting it aside. Next, her blouse opened up, setting her breasts free. Carl immediately snuck a peek, leading to him getting fragged without remorse.
“Ah ah, like what you see, son? Focus on the game, not on these two.” Aren played with her breasts for a bit before deciding to crawl under her son’s desk.
“It’s filthy under here, time for mom to clean up!” The double entendres didn’t stop coming as Carl spread his legs wide. His mother crawled up from under his desk, her face hanging only centimetres away from his crotch. She pulled up the zipper and undid the button, revealing his crotch bulge
“Are you sure you don’t want me paying attention to this?”
“I’m not here Carl, it’s part of the dream.” Aren lowered Carl’s underwear ,letting his erection and balls slip out. She let her nose run along the cock, taking the lovely she’d been lusting for all day. She wrapped her lips around his erection and with great joy began to suck down. Unbeknown to Carl, Aren had bought a massive buttplug as well as a vibrator both of which were doing well to stimulate her nether region. The pressure inside her had been building for a while now, and the whole act of mother-son love just set Aren off, squirting and moaning loudly as she attended to her motherly duties.
Carl had trouble focussing on the game and his score was sinking quickly. His mother was going at it fully underneath his desk, moaning and swallowing and sucking all she could.
“Man, V, I really could get used to this.”
“Mmhmm…” Aren pulled away for a second “Yes, I know, my son.”
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