'I wish that earlier this morning', you say. 'Mom and I argued, and I called her a pussy. And I wish that my mom was powerful sorceress, and that in 30 minutes, she comes into my bedroom, and turns me into her vagina as a punishment for what I called her. I will stay as her vagina for two weeks, and then she will turn me back to normal. After being turned back to normal, she can keep her powers until I wish otherwise'.
Despite the fact she's your mom, you've always found your mom incredibly hot. And so have your friends. She worked as a model in her late teens and early twenties, and she still has a great figure. She doesn't even look her forty two years. She looks more like twenty eight. For as long as you can remember, you've had a fantasy about your mom having magic powers, and doing what she ever wanted with you. One of the things she did, was turn you into her vagina. You'd decided to make it a punishment though, because it seemed wrong to just have your mom walk in and make you a part of your body.
You finish jerking off, then you clean up and go to your bedroom. You excitedly lie on your bed and start playing a game on your tablet, just to pass the time. After about twenty minutes, you suddenly find yourself becoming nervous, and a little scared. You wonder if you should change the wish to something else. Maybe have your mom turn you into her underwear? You take several deep breathes and manage to calm yourself down. It's natural to be nervous, and even a little afraid. Especially when you're about to experience something you've only ever dreamed of. You've made your wish, you're not changing it now.
Thirty minutes pass, and a few seconds later, your bedroom door opens and your mom walks in. You quickly sit up and swing your legs off the bed, putting your feet on the floor as you do so.
'Mom', you say nervously, as she stares at you sternly. 'Look, err...I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I shouldn't have argued with you. And I'm REALLY sorry for calling you...what I called you. It was way out of line'.
'Yes it was', your mom says, her voice matching the stern look on her face. 'I'll forgive you, this time. But you're going to be punished for what you called me'.
'Sure mom', you say, feeling both nervous and excited. 'Anything'.
The left side of your mom's mouth curls up into a mischievous grin.
'I'm glad you agree', she replies, less sternly. 'Because I've decided that, since you called me a pussy, it would be a fitting punishment for you to be one. MINE. And you will stay between my thighs for the next two weeks'.
Rather than just accept it, you decide to act shocked and unwilling.
'What'? You ask, hoping you sound incredulous. 'B...mom...you can't'.
'Of course I can', your mom replies. 'And you can't stop me. It'll teach you to show respect in future. And to be careful what you say'.
