As I get dressed, I think about who I want to give myself to for the next three days. I think about friends, teachers, other pupils at school. And then for some reason, I think about my mom. All my friends say she's really hot, and it's true. I've had fantasies about my mom since I turned thirteen, five years ago. And in my fantasies, she's a powerful Sorceress, who makes me her slave and does whatever she wants with me. I've fantasised about her turning me into her panties, one of her breasts, her vagina, sex toys, even a clit ring. She's also sucked me, full size, inside her vagina. She's eaten me, and swallowed me whole too. Not to mention shrinking me and using me for a dildo. Now that I have my stone, I could make my fantasies real.
"I want to give myself to my mom", I say with some trepidation.
I briefly consider changing my wish, but decide against. I figure there's no point having a magic stone if I keep altering my wishes whenever I get nervous. So I walk out of my bedroom and head downstairs. I hear noises coming from the kitchen, so I walk in. My mom is standing by the central with her back to me. She's wearing a dark blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans. I nervously work up the courage to say something, when she turns around and smiles as she looks at me.
"Jon", she says happily. "I'm glad you're here first, I have some good news for you".
"Wh...what's that mom?" You ask, with a sense of nervousness and surprise.
"You're gonna have the next three days off school".
"Cool", you say, with a nervousness smile.
"There's just one catch", she says as her smile turns to a mischievous grin. "You'll be spending it as my slave".
You're somewhat surprised to hear her say that, you thought you'd have to ask her or something. As you try to decide to play willing or unwilling or unwilling, your mom says;
"Oh, don't look at me like that. You now about my powers, and I've noticed the way you've looked at me for the past few years. And your eighteen now, which means that as well as being old enough, you're now indestructible. So, three days as my slave".
You quickly decide to play the willing slave.
"Ok, mom", you say. "Whatever you want".
"Good", she says. "You couldn't have stopped me anyway".
She then licks her lips and says; "I've wanted to do this for a while. I think I'll start by shrinking you".
Before I can reply, I feel a tingling throughout my whole body. The next thing I know, I feel an odd sensation, like being pulled toward the floor. And at the same time, my vision blurs. It lasts about five seconds, and when my vision clears, I'm stunned to find that I have indeed shrunk. I now appear to be about one inch tall.
I look around with a sense of awe, and a little fear at the world I now find myself in. Everything around me has taken on giant proportions. The central island is as tall as at least an eight storey building, the cooker too. And all other work surfaces. But it's my mom who is the most awesome, she looks as tall as a skyscraper. she walks over to me, and I can't help feeling a little scared. I resist the urge to run though, and instead stand and watch as she drops to her left knee and reaches down for me with her right hand.
She gently grips me between the thumb and forefinger of her right hand and lifts me off the floor, standing up as she does so. She smiles as she holds me up to her face and then says;
"You look so cute at the size. Like a little human bug. Now for the next three days, you belong to me and I will do whatever I want with you. Co-operate and I'll be nice to you. Ok?"
I nod me head and my mom's smile widens.
"Good boy", she says softly.
She's about to say something else, when I hear the sound of footsteps on the stairs.
"Looks like I'd better find a place to hide you for now", she says.
The smile again turns into a mischievous grin. I notice her left arm move and I look down. She puts the thumb of her left hand into the waistband of her jeans and panties and pulls them away from her body. The next thing I know, she brings her right hand down and drops me into her panties. I slide down until I'm against her pubic mound, and then puts the waist band of her jeans and panties back where they were.
I find myself pressed against the soft, warm skin of your mom's pubic area. And I'm actually surprised to find that she's completely shaved. I try to move, but I can't. I'm pressed too hard against her. It's not particularly uncomfortable, once I get used to not needing to breathe. It is definitely weird though. I can hear muffled voices from outside, and I'm pretty sure my sister has walked in to the kitchen.
The fear I was feeling is gone now, but I still feel a certain nervousness. Mostly though I'm excited. My wish has worked. For the next three days, I belong to my mother. I'm not entirely sure what she has planned for me, but I can guess. And for the most part, I'm looking forward to it.
