Jon had barely set foot outside of the bathroom before he had to stop. In front of him was a female that he somehow knew was his mother. Rather, she was a ripe and sexual creature that had replaced his mother. The word 'milf' was rolling around his head as he stared at her large motherly breasts, which were sagging slightly at about the height of his neck. She wore red gloves and red panties in the same fashion as Jon's pink ones. She had a red garter belt and red stockings with pink stilettos to complete the look. Her blood-red lipstick contrasted with Jon's bright pink lips.
"Your so mean, Jon. Didn't you see my wide-open mouth at the gloryhole?" Linda stated with obvious yearning on her voice. She pointed to the windowed glass wall where a hole waist high was foggy and the glass below was stained with circular breast imprints made of milk with streams dripping down to the floor. Her voice sounded incredibly arousing, yet still motherly at the same time. "Or not hear me moooaaning?" She moaned the last word for emphasis with a smile.
Jon just shook his head 'no'. Words only caught in his throat. She took a step towards Jon, her more prominent jugs mashing with Jon's own massive pair. Jon already had a larger cup size than his mother, but hers was torpedoed out further than his left his chest, making him self-conscious. Her big nipples jutted into his breast flesh and coaxing his own nipples to stir. Jon felt embarrassed, he actually thought of wishing for bigger breasts to further dwarf those of his mother. Not a girl ten minutes and he was already comparing racks, and it being his mother's only made his feelings worse.
"Come on, mama wants a snack. I've been hungry all day." She knelt before Jon and started eagerly pulling his dick out of his bright pink panties. It expanded, even with just her hand grasping around it's base it grew. Her touch was something Jon hadn't even thought of when he made the wish but now he knew how deft her hands were. Her mouth soon shook Jon's understanding of the word experienced. Her tongue licked its way up his prick, and danced around the growing head. All the while her needy eyes never left his stare. Her hand no longer wrapped around Jon's dick, it had grown so thick. Her fists were pumping up and down his shaft and eventually she pulled her mouth off Jon's glans with a wet pop, only to start licking and gliding her wet lips over the length of his cock again. She winked at him as she rubbed his dick on her face, smearing her saliva over her cheek and forehead. When it was fully erect, she smiled up at Jon, elated at her towering achievement. Even after he had masturbated several times in the bathroom, his mom could get him this hard so easily. "Finally." She sounded satisfied, but nervously anxious to get started.
"Mom..." Jon felt so much of his feelings were crossed or twisted and he was afraid he was starting to like watching his mom worship his girl-cock. His dainty arms crossed over his breasts, reminding him that they were a larger cups size than his mom's. He was both proud and embarrassed at having the largest tits in the room.
"My big dickgirl. Let momma show you her love for you." It feels strange being called a dickgirl. I guess that's a more naturally used term than 'shemale'. Makes sense if there was so many words used for man and woman that there would be more for each gender after the wish. I guess shemale is more of a scientific or legal term. Jon thought while peering at her between his heaving melons and pink highlighted long blond hair. Linda hesitated, chewing her lip thinking about whether she wanted to finish her thought. "Don't tell your father I did this for you... okay? You know how jealous he gets when I give you a tit-fuck." Jon's mom winked up at him as she pulled her tank top off and unhooked her bra. She spat in between her breasts and with her hands parted them for Jon's entry. "Come on. Fuck the breasts you love to suckle on so much." He needed little more coaxing than that. And she knew it, her bedroom eyes she kept giving him betrayed her motives.
Linda squeezed her tits together around his prick as tight as she could. His schlong poked and prodded her cheek as it left her breasts, even without him thrusting his shapely hips forward. She started to jerk her tits along his fat prick. While Jon had the larger cup size, his breasts didn't extend out from his chest as much as his mother's did. Her tits were so large that the action of rubbing along his dick felt dry. Linda noticed immediately and leaned back pointing her tits up with her hands grabbing her large areola to point her nipples up towards her cleavage. She moaned as milk squirted from her porous melons to land where Jon's penis breached her breast flesh.
"W-wow. You have good aim-mhm-mom..." Jon moaned as his mother's milky tit-fuck sent him into a supple bliss. The added milk made the motion wet, slippery and loud.
"Thanks sweetie, it comes from years of practice." She started to lick Jon's head every time it poked through her breasts. Jon found himself unable to stop thrusting through her breasts and shoving his dick further into her mouth. "Someone's ea-gugh-er." His mother said while taking his dick between her lips again. Jon's left hand was gripping her head and pulling her into his thrusts while his right was gripping his own wide hips. Her slurping grew louder as her sucking grew stronger. The skill of her tongue was godly, it swirled around his tip as it left her mouth each time. When he entered again it was gliding down the underside of his fleshy phallus. Linda's hands had long been attached to Jon's buttocks, tickling and massaging his bubble shaped derrière. Her hands grabbing fistfuls of soft flesh Jon didn't have a few minutes ago. His ass was so large it still jiggled with each thrust even though his skin was pulled into her grip. Linda herself was pulling him into her, her breasts were squeezed between her arms and smacked into her face as Jon pounded them upwards from below. Dry slapping mixed with the wet slurping and rubbing with each thrust squishing her breasts between his pubis and wide hips or her chin and cheeks. Both their feminine moans filled the room with their growing arousal. As Jon quickly grew more and more aroused, and he could smell and hear her voice and arousal grow just as close to climax as he was. Finally, Jon thrusted harder than he thought his new body could and started to explode a violent deluge down his mother's throat. His hands left her head and his hip to violently squeeze and stretch his breasts in unrestrained ecstasy. His face scrunched with pleasure as his moans became cries of sexual climax. Something he never thought he would hear from his own voice, high pitched cries of incoherent 'I'm cumming'. Linda thrust her own head down on him as if needing every drop of his seed, stuffing more of his cock down her throat until her face was smothered in her own breasts. She was moaning around his cock even as she drank his seed. Jon watched his mom's head bob on his cock in time with her wet gulps. Her lips strained around his monster to not let a single drop out of her hold on his cock, her sucking desperate to help her with each new gush of cum. Jon felt his balls pump his thick cream, filling up and squishing it out in euphoric oscillation. Every twitch and constriction of his balls felt beyond a normal ejaculation to Jon. To make things more difficult for his mom, Jon's dick throbbed and twitched, thrashing around inside her constricting throat. He felt little control as his entire body reverberated with release. In his own lack of control or understanding the breasts he was mashing and mangling started spurting his warm milk over his kneeling mother. The flow of his mammalian cream followed the flow of his balls, when the right was ejaculating his left brest was climaxing. Then the reverse of both would follow. Her back grew moist and wet with his liquid. Jon felt himself on his small painted toes for the entire time, and after he was done cumming nearly a minute later he relaxed and rested back onto his 7" pink heels. His breasts still spurting every few seconds, each time offering less and less to add to her hair. Linda smiled up and latched her mouth to his right teat when she was done milking his dick, swirling her tongue and his cum around his own large nipple before swallowing the mixture of his fluids down with a big showy gulp.
"Ah, you taste so good." She kissed his other nipple and smiled. Jon was still incredibly sensitive that he spurted a little milk from his left breast all over her face in reaction to her kiss. She giggled at his reaction, and wiped her face with her hand only to lick her fingers. "Thank you dear." She gave a soft loving deep and lingering kiss on his lips. Jon reveled in the taste of his mom's mouth, though he soon realized that while he was tasting her saliva, he was also tasting his own semen and milk lingering in her mouth. He wasn't sure how he felt about that, but he seemed to enjoy the taste at the very least. Jon felt the kiss kissing his mother was odd, not just because of how intimate it was, but his own lips were just as supple and full as his mother's now. It felt like he was kissing a mirror of himself, just more mature and bigger than he was now. "I'm glad you've got my lips, I've always envied the girls I've been with who loved them so much. Now I finally get a taste." She bit Jon's lower lip playfully as she pulled away. She winked at Jon and watched his face grew beet red. She smiled at him, while caressing his soft feminine cheek. "You're too cute, my pretty little dickgirl. By the way, Zoe and Becky were looking for you for similar reasons. Last I saw they were going at it on your bed." Becky? Last I checked I didn't have another sister... is that Mikey? But Mikey hasn't hit puberty... Jon puzzled about how his family had changed because of his wish. "Oh, and you better satisfy them before your mother, Jane, gets home. With your father off on a business trip you'll soon find a house full of thirsty ladies." She breathed in a seductive voice. "It's got to be tough being the only man in the house." She longingly fondled his cock and balls, now flaccid and tucked away underneath his panties. His mother smiled with a blush as she turned around to walk away. "If you need me again, I'll be in the kitchen making dinner."
Jon snapped out of his open admiration of the hypnotic swaying of his mother's hips. This wasn't the time to dream about the rhythmic to-and-fro of her gait and impressively round rear. She had noticed him when she turned the corner and smacked her ass as she left with a smirk, causing her fanny to bounce. Yet, he only snapped out of his wonderment only after she had rounded a corner out of his sight. Jon touched his new plump supple lips where she had kissed him only to be shocked to notice that he was drooling. Probably from when I came earlier. He thought. And mom's kiss didn't help either. She was trouble. I wouldn't be able to say no to her if she asked me to go at it all night.
Jon made his way to his own room. He could hear his sisters going at each other within his room. He opened his own door and was shocked at what he saw.
