HotTexasCowboy
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- Joined
- Feb 7, 2011
Gene was starting to get worried about his mom. It had been a few days since she'd gone to that pharmaceutical lab to be tested for a new drug under development. Within half a day, she felt feverish and had gone to her room. Since then, she'd virtually locked herself in there, sneaking out for meals in the middle of the night when everyone else was asleep. Gene, as the oldest of the three siblings, had practically had to take over as the responsible one, getting everyone meals and getting the younger ones off to school. At eighteen, he was out of high school and waiting for his enlistment date to arrive for the Marines. He was a school athlete in several sports, a fit young man ready to test himself in service.
But now, alone in the house except for his hermit of a mother, Gene was in his room, reading up on his career options, when he heard noises. He stepped out and down the hallway, tracing the noises to his mother's room. Knocking and squeaking, like her bed was being rhythmically pushed into the wall. And through her door he could hear loud gasping and grunts. "Mom!" he called, knocking on the door to no effect. "Mom, are you okay?" he shouted again, but was ignored. This was serious, he thought. He jiggled her door handle but it was still locked. However, he knew where a set of house keys was, in a bureau in the dining room. He ran downstairs, snagged the keys, and returned to try two or three keys until one of them unlocked her door.
He pushed it open and burst in. "Mom, are you--MOM!!" he started uncontrollably. The... woman on the bed was barely recognizable as his mother. She was at least a foot taller and her limbs were swollen up with muscle. Her breasts had expanded to the size of melons, and she was grasping and tugging desperately at the huge... COCK at her groin. "Mom! Mom! What are you -- What happened?!!" he yelled, staring, fascinated, and not a little bit turned on.
But now, alone in the house except for his hermit of a mother, Gene was in his room, reading up on his career options, when he heard noises. He stepped out and down the hallway, tracing the noises to his mother's room. Knocking and squeaking, like her bed was being rhythmically pushed into the wall. And through her door he could hear loud gasping and grunts. "Mom!" he called, knocking on the door to no effect. "Mom, are you okay?" he shouted again, but was ignored. This was serious, he thought. He jiggled her door handle but it was still locked. However, he knew where a set of house keys was, in a bureau in the dining room. He ran downstairs, snagged the keys, and returned to try two or three keys until one of them unlocked her door.
He pushed it open and burst in. "Mom, are you--MOM!!" he started uncontrollably. The... woman on the bed was barely recognizable as his mother. She was at least a foot taller and her limbs were swollen up with muscle. Her breasts had expanded to the size of melons, and she was grasping and tugging desperately at the huge... COCK at her groin. "Mom! Mom! What are you -- What happened?!!" he yelled, staring, fascinated, and not a little bit turned on.