Mommy interrupts your TV show to confront you about a bag of cucumbers she’s found under your bed. She knows they’ve been inside you, but you attempt to deflect and feign confusion when she expresses concern. You feel yourself turn beet red as she continues to detail the dangers of raw produce in your anus, and buckle when she produces one of her own toys for you to use instead. Mommy gently reminds you it’s perfectly normal to explore your body and encourages you head into your room to try out her gift. Upon noting your reluctance to accept, she asks if perhaps it would be better for the two of you to try it together. You desperately want her to slide the toy inside you, but play coy until she takes initiative and insists upon moving forward.

I can’t believe it’s finally your wedding day! You look so smart in your suit honey, mommy is so proud of you. I know this is huge and it’s going to be great, but I’m going to miss having our “special” time together. Of course we’ll still see each other often but we can’t be as close, not any more – that kind of thing would cause all kinds of complications in a marriage… You’re right, I didn’t come in here just to wish you luck before you walk down the isle. I came to ask you to fuck your mom one last time before you leave me for another woman. I can’t believe we’ve been getting away with this behind her back for so long. It should be me you’re marrying today not her! You want to marry mommy too don’t you? Oh sweetie, fuck mommy hard and breed me. That’s it, impregnate your mom right here at your own wedding!

You look nervous when Mommy asks you to help with the laundry, and rightly so. It’s not long before I find a VERY sticky pair of your boxers. You’re so embarrassed that you quickly lie and tell me it’s pee. Mommy thought we could be mature about this, but if you really want me to believe you’re having accidents then someone is going to have to start wearing diapers.

Mommy knows your secret! You’re horrified when she confronts you about your obsession with massive cocks and the oversized dildo she found under your bed, but Mommy is understanding. She knows that the only way to help you is to fully feminize you, lock you in chastity, and train you to please masculine, superior men like the good little slut you are.

Mommy has explained the birds and the bees countless times to you, but when it comes time for your first big date, you still feel woefully unprepared.You rush to Mommy to ask for last minute advice and in your haste, you embarrassingly overshare. You explain that when you masturbate, you can’t last very long, and then the words spill out of your mouth before you can stop them—whenever you masturbate, it’s thoughts of HER that send you over the edge.

You burst into Mommy’s room after an abysmal movie date and are comforted to see she’s waited up for you. Mommy prompts you to fill her in on your evening, and you tearfully admit to your date walking out on you halfway through the movie. You’re concerned you may have offended her by trying to kiss her and ask Mommy if you’re a bad person or a clumsy kisser. Mommy assures you you did nothing wrong, but just to be on the safe side, she suggests you demonstrate the kiss you gave your date. Mommy needs multiple kisses in order to properly assess your skill level, and determines you’re in dire need of coaching. The two of you kiss until she’s satisfied with your progress, but somehow neither of you feel satisfied. In order for this lesson to truly be a success, Mommy decides she ought to teach you how to properly handle breasts. As you fondle Mommy, she can’t seem to take her eyes off your obvious erection. She sighs and admits that if she wasn’t your mother, your cock would already be in her hands. She closes her eyes and pretends for a moment that you’re unrelated, but neither of you can hold it together for long. Soon, Mommy finds herself unzipping your pants and can’t seem to stop herself from leaning over to taste you. Mommy gently teases you with her mouth, but it isn’t enough for her. While she has you in her bed, she might as well take your intimacy lesson to the next level.

You arrive for a weekend cat sitting gig. The chatty brunette who greets you checks your ID and excitedly tells you that you have the same name as the original owner of the property. Your parents have never told you much about your family history, but you’re fairly certain you’ve never had relatives in the area. The brunette gleefully goes on to gossip about the home’s history, suggesting that it was once occupied by a mother and son who were very, very close. According to some, the pair had a secret son, but no one knows what happened to him.

After months of nervously touching each other inappropriately, you and your mom are planning on taking the next step in your secret “affair-relationship”.. you want to have sex, the ULTIMATE and final taboo act.. but your damn dad is possessive and barely lets your mom out of his sights, so it’ll be hard, but definitely worth the wait when you finally get what you’ve both been desperate for..