Breakfast had been rather good, and not just the food. His new adopted mother made sure of that. Her constant attention to him, kissing his neck while he ate, rubbing his chest while he relaxed, the feel of her breasts pressed into him from behind kept him in a state of bliss. Oh yes, it was a wonderful breakfast.
Sure it was strange that his relationship to his mom had radically changed, and even more strange that his brother and sister had vanished (what about his father?) but it was hard to deny that what felt good, felt good.
And this felt good. Linda had a talent. He was already finding himself getting ready for another round with the sex-ified woman by the time he took the last bite of his meal. He shook his head as he turned around and stared at the woman. What was she, 5 years older than him? Six? How had the government allowed her to adopt him?
Not that he minded. Sure, this was far from what he thought his fantasy was when he had made the wish, but it sure was turning out well. He fingered the stone as he wondered what else it would do when someone else walked in the room.
