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The Bimborian Candidate (yenpointfive x Deliliah)

deliliah

deliliah

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Candace Bube was sitting in her office, numbers were good. Unfortunately her competition was also very good, they were both viewed positively and they both had strong numbers. There were attacks that were frustrating, Her opponent had a habit of calling her 'Candace Boob' in most of his interviews knowing that her last name was pronounced 'Bu-bay.'

it was going to be a long three months until the election. But she was sure she was be a better senator than him. She had god strategies, she knew her topics, she had few skeletons in her office...

The door opened her assistant walked across the room, “Your son was arrested... Apparently he hacked some corporation's databases... he got caught...”

“..And they are willing to drop the charges for a few favors if I get elected...” she nodded her head.


A few hours Later...

She walked into her home. She stopped look in the mirror, her hair was still immaculate given the last ten hours of work... her makeup good use a touch up, or she could just wash it off... She was 39, and still looked younger, and she was proud of that, her son was 21, he was as reckless as a 6 year old, and had the ambition of a 36 year old.. yeah 21, right in the middle...

She walked up the stairs to his room and opened the door without some much as a knock... her lips pursed together, he knew what she was doing, that he all by himself could undermine her ambitions, they had the talk, they agreed... and now... “What the fuck?”
 
Nathan knew better than to think that he could make this right with his mother. It was sort of the whole reason he hacked into the database in the first place. All the corporation knew was that he'd hacked in, not what he'd taken from them. If his mother was the sort who would listen he could have explained that what he had was the source code for a personal brainwashing unit, something that it was rather illegal for them to still be storing. He could have made the case for himself that they definitely wouldn't have pressed charges if he threatened to simply tell the jury what he'd found on their servers but his mother would still probably chew him out and then turn right around and use that information for her campaign anyway.

Since he knew how all of that would shake out he'd gone with his original plan and loaded the code onto the unit to get it running. This was honestly the easy part. He was better at code than hardware and getting the thing running had actually meant cobbling together three different units. One for the power supply, one for the lens array, and one for the main body of the device. He wasn't planning on making a big tweak to his mother's personality, just enough to even her out so she wouldn't be quite so overbearing. The thing was, these older units didn't really have a whole hell of a lot of settings, so a lot of people modded the insides of them to achieve personalities the devices weren't designed for. How was he to know that the thing was hardwired for bimbofication?

When she entered the door without knocking he knew it was her and flipped a switch on the side of the device, which was roughly the size and shape of an old school video camera. Bright pink light blasted Candace Bube in strange flashing patterns. Nathan had decided to wear some sun glasses just in case but from what he understood there wasn't much danger unless you were looking directly at the business end of the device. It only took about 30 seconds to work but his mother needed some serious work so he left it on for a full minute. It wasn't like the device let you do anything other than stare at it while it was running. Leaving it on for a minute might have been a mistake since right at the end there was one more brilliant flash of pink light before the device caught on fire and shut off. Nathan quickly moved to smother the fire with a blanket before glancing up at his mother. "How do you feel?" He asked, fully aware he was a dead man if the device hadn't done anything.
 
She saw him look at her a bit in shock and lifted a device... wait she knew what that was... "Where did you-"

Her sentence cut off by the pink light shined in her face. it was warm and odd. She felt drunk, but not drunk.It seemed to fill her and empty her at the same time and her mind did 't seem to have a choice, she couldn't think at all, just experience... and then it stopped.

She stood there dazed, her mind 'rebooting' itself, she was barely aware of the almost fire happening in front of her... She heard him as how she felt... but it took a moment. her head slowly moved down and to the side and made eye contact with him. She was confused, then a look of recognition in her eyes, and then a smile, "Nathan... hi..." She giggled, "I'm wonderful... how are you?" giggles...
 
He had a second to worry when he spoke to her and she didn't respond. From what he understood if the device didn't work it should just sort of not do anything. The risks of it actually harming anyone were pretty low but not totally zero. He bit his lip for a second. "Mom?" He asked softly before she spoke up and he let out a deep sigh of relief.

'Wonderful' was a step up from the answer he was expecting, which was something annoyed but not quite furious. The device seemed like it had worked better than intended, which suited him just fine. He grinned a bit as he looked over the giggly new Candace. "I'm doing great. You've been so stressed out with this election that I was hoping to take the edge off for you. How'd that work out for you?" He asked, starting to pack up the device. He'd dispose of it somewhere along the line since he didn't need it anymore. As he set it inside the case he paused for a second. There was a nagging realization in the back of his mind. The light was supposed to be greenish, not pink. It wasn't a settings thing either. The emitter had been modified and he hadn't noticed. He shut the case and glanced back up at his mother. "You're not having any weird thoughts, are you?" He asked. The device should have just made her a bit more submissive and less prone to outbursts so if someone had modified it there was no telling what they'd hardwired it to do.
 
Candace was a little disoriented, her mind working at a very slow pace. usually she was four or five sentences ahead of herself in thought, but now it was hard to hold three thoughts in her head at the same time.

She smiled happily as he asked if she was having any weird thoughts... "Weird thoughts?" her smile faded for a moment as she struggled to think, "No silly, I don't like thinking for myself. I just want to look pretty and be happy." Her face paused, that didn't sound right.. but she couldn't find any problem with that thought... her smile widened again, "yes.. be pretty and be happy..." She looked down at her clothes, "I don't think I was happy today... boring clothes."
 
Nathan bit his lip as she struggled to think. The device might have worked a little too well. Still, she'd smiled more in the past couple of minutes then he'd seen her smile in months so he hoped that this would work out for the best. Normally he tried to avoid his overbearing mother but given her new attitude he didn't think he'd mind her company very much. Plus, he did feel responsible for her after he'd brainwashed her. He gave a little shrug and threw on a smile of his own.

"If it helps, you're always pretty." He told her. Normally it would have been a sort of embarrassing thing to have to say to your own mother but given the situation he felt like someone should say that to her. "If your cloths are a problem I can help you pick out new ones." He said as he started over towards the hallway to lead her back into her own room. "What sort of clothing did you want to wear?" He asked, getting the feeling that a few simple questions would help her get her scattered thoughts together.
 
"Oh thank you sweetie, your so nice." She said about his comment of her a;ways being pretty.

He mentioned new clothes. "yeah new clothes would be nice." Eh started leading her to her room, asking her what kind of clothes she wanted, "Mmm... Something more fun. sexy.. something that show off my titties!" 'titties' that was a word she wasn't used to saying, but somehow it was a fun word. She smiled, "A Good girl always dresses to please a man!" she giggled.

She looked at him, "You seem confident today, " giggles, "Did anything fun happen to you?"
 
Candace's new mood was surprising him more by the moment. When she suggested she wanted something sexy to show off her titties he had to pause for a moment, a little shocked that his seemingly frigid mother was talking like this. This was a big difference from normal and while he was surprised by it he was enjoying seeing her happy. "Something sexy that'll show off your titties, huh?" He asked, more or less rhetorically. He began to look through her dresser a bit before she mentioned how confident he was acting. He had to think for a second about how to answer it. "You're having a good day and you're actually being nice to me. That's pretty fun as far as I'm concerned." He said with a smile.

After a bit of searching he sighed a bit. "I think all of your clothing is pretty boring these days..." he said before an idea popped up and he went to her closet. She was busy so often that he doubted she cleaned out her old clothing too often. He soon pulled out some options from when she was younger. "These would be super tight on you now but they'd definitely show your tits off." He offered. All the clothing was at least a size too small for her now, meaning the tops would be tight and the skirts too short.
 
"Yeah giggles! I love it when men look at my titties! that's what they're there for!" giggles again.

"I'm having a good day?" She tried to think for a moment, "yeah I am!" giggles...

He made a comment about not finding much good clothes, "That's no fun, maybe we can go shopping!" then he found something, "ohh that dress is hot!" she giggled again, "never too tight!" She took off her jacket and stood there in her blouse and slacks, "Wanna help me undress?"
 
Nathan was still having a difficult time believing that this was actually his mother but found himself grinning as she continued. When she suggested that they go shopping him considered it for a second before concluding. "That actually does sound like it could be fun." Shopping with the new Candace did seem like it could be interesting. When she practically jumped at the chance to wear a dress that looked like she'd pop right out of it he chuckled a bit, just in time for her next suggestion to make him stop dead in his tracks.

Her earlier comments had been risque to say the least but asking her son to help her undress was downright inappropriate. That device had definitely done a number on her mind and he knew this was probably the spot where he should decline. Then again... his mother had an absolutely dynamite body underneath that boring clothing she tended to smother herself in. It wasn't like he'd coerced her either. She'd offered all on her own and seemed to be happy to have some help. "Sure. What are sons for?" He asked with a smile, thinking it might be a good idea to remind her that he was her son. Then again, that didn't really seem to matter to her just now. He quickly stepped up to her and began unbuttoning her blouse. He fully expected some cheap functional no nonsense underwear to display itself shortly. The new Candace was going to hate that...
 
She was happy that he seemed happy with her remarks so far. She didn't really understand why, but somehow it was important for her to please him. make him happy.

He seemed a little off when she asked for help undressing, but then he agreed asking what sons are for, "I don't know... what are sons for?" She asked genuinely confused.. He helped to unbutton her blouse. She scowled a little bit as she realized she had the most boring bra ever... it was a nude coloring, so it was hard for anyone to see them, they didn't help show off her chest at all... "yeah soo need to go shopping."

And she realized that she could feel her panties in her slacks... and they weren't a thong or g-string... just granny panties.. she had to get those off as well.
 
He sighed when she repeated his rhetorical question but decided to roll with it. "Well, I'm you're son. What do you think I'm here for?" He asked, wondering what sort of answer he'd get from his mother now. When he saw her bra he ended up smirking a bit when he realized he was right "Yeah. That's not very exciting, is it?" He asked before adding in, just to see if he'd get away with it. "On the upside, you've got some pretty nice tits."

With that said he reached down and undid her slacks, giving them a gentle tug downwards. He wasn't surprised that she was wearing regular panties. "Well, are we trying that dress on now or..." He sort of trailed off. She clearly didn't have any underwear that would suit the new her so it was either wear some of the old stuff or go commando. Given that the dress was too small for her already the latter would pretty much ensure she flashed people if she actually went out like this.
 
he asked her what she thought he was there for, she shrugged her shoulders, "I don't know, I'm a girl, I'm supposed to look pretty, who wants to think. ts better if you tell me..." she gggled...

He agreed with her about her panties and then complimented her tits. "Thanks! you wanna feel them? I love it when people look at them and play with them..." He asked about the dress, "Oh yeah, I'd love to try it on..." But she took off her panties first, and was well aware how wet they were when she handed them to her son, She held her hand out to see if he would give it to her, or take an extra step and help her into it...
 
Nathan was shocked that his mother, a critical over-thinker before today, would rather just have him come up with an answer for her. "Well, I'd say that in your case at least, a good son is here to make you feel pretty, because you definitely are." he told her, going along with her offer when she decided to let him feel her breasts. "Thanks, mom." He said, biting his lip for a moment as he stepped up and placed his hands on her ample rack, squeezing her titties and hefting them gently in his hands.

A moment later he ended up having to take a step back as she bent to take off her panties and hand them to him. His eyes went wide when he realized just how wet they were. He took a deep breath as he tried to compose himself, suddenly aware that there was a growing bulge in his pants. That could turn out rather problematic since his mother wasn't the only well endowed one in the family. Nathan hadn't even bothered with any of those cock growth pills that a lot of guys were taking these days. He was just naturally big. Of course, how well the pills worked was based on how big you started. They could generally double the size, which meant that your average guy ended up with a foot long cock where as Nathan... Well, it was about ten inches long to begin with in Nathan's case, possibly a bit over.

He tried to calm himself down before his mother noticed the tent he was pitching or it ended up getting any worse. Right now he was only half hard and if he hit full mast it would be painfully obvious. "Well, first thing's first. If you're not going to bother to wear panties you really don't need that bra." He said, reaching around her and popping the clasp off so he could help her out of it. With her bra gone he handed her the dress. "I'll zip you up." He offered, stepping around back to do so. She'd need the help considering the dress was going to be way too small and tight. While he was behind her he couldn't help but reach out and give her ass a playful spank. He got the feeling she'd take it as a compliment.
 
She giggled when he squeezed her tits... And in her ind where everything was a bit superficial or hyper-sexual, that's what was on her chest, tits.

She smiled when he freed her tits... that was a freeing feeling, and it was wonderful. "Thank You sweetie, " Followed by a coupe giggles...

"Oh yeah, I can't wear panties like that, so boring..." she giggled again and moved with him as her son helped him put the dress on. "its tight," she giggled as she checked her boy. She felt hi zip her up, "Thanks hun," She looked down and saw his crotch, "Want me to zip you down?" giggles..
 
"You're welcome, mom." He said when she thanked him for freeing her breasts. He nodded a little bit whens he suggested those panties wouldn't work for her. "Totally understand." Nathan agreed. He took a moment to appraise the dress once she was in it. Her tits looked like they'd pop out at any second and he was sure that if she bent over you'd see everything. Hell, nearly half her ass was already hanging out the back of the dress and it only just barely hid her pussy from view.

When she offered to unzip him he froze in place for a second. He really knew he shouldn't let her do that. Still, the offer caused his cock to tent his jeans even worse, revealing its size pretty nicely and making things rather uncomfortable for him. He couldn't help but accept now. "Sure mom, that'd be a big help." He agreed, mentally kicking himself for going along with this. His cock was a little over ten inches long and was complimented by a pair of huge balls that looked to be downright stuffed with cum.
 
She giggled when he accepted her help. She dropped down onto her knees and started to unzip his zipper.. then reached in mving his undies to the side and pulling out his cock and balls... She licked her lips, "Look at that... it doesn't look like you've whacked off or got laid in weeks..." She giggled, "I can help with that... A girl like me isn't being a good girl unless she takes care of the men in her life..." She started stroking his cock...
 
Nathan sighed when she undid his pants, his boxers bulging outward immediately. When she moved his cock out he bit his lip and groaned a bit. Even the way she cupped his balls to gently free them of their fabric confines felt great. This was definitely the last chance that he had to stop this before he'd end up giving in. For some stupid reason he couldn't help but correct her about one thing first though. "I whacked off earlier today. I kinda have to cum pretty often or else my balls start feeling really full and they totally ache." He admitted before speaking up to suggest that they should probably stop.

Only by then she was already stroking his cock, making him groan softly. Nathan forced himself to begin speaking, trying to get the words out. "Mom... We really shouldn't do this..." He said as he ran his fingers through her pretty brown hair. "This is straight up incest. It's really not something good girls do. It's more of a thing for nasty whores who wanna get facefucked by their own sons." It was the best he could do and by the time he finished both of his hands were resting behind his mother's head, ready and poised for him to slide his cock into her waiting mouth. He'd done his best though, reminding her just how taboo this was. It was up to her to dig deep and be a productive member of society rather than give into her whorish side and suck her own son's cock.
 
She was stroking him getting him harder and harder. She looked at him vacantly as he spoke of why they shouldn't have fun..

"Whatever, if you don't want it, I can always find someone else. My mouth is for fucking. My body is for fucking, I should always loo hot and ready to fuck at any time..." She smiled, "Last chance to face fuck a nasty whore." She said using his words assuming he liked nasty whores...
 
He groaned again as she stroked his meaty cock and looked up at him. Nathan's eyes met hers and he found himself grinning. For someone who had become a bimbo the choice to use his own words against him was surprisingly clever. It was pretty much an admission that this bimbo had a fetish for incest. "Well, I guess that if that's the case... what are son's for?"

Rather than let her answer he pushed forward, pressing his thick cockhead against her lips and slipping inside without giving her a chance to slow him down. His hands remained on the back of her head as he aimed for her throat. There were generally two sorts of bimbofication when it came to gag reflex. Either the device eliminated it altogether so he could slide into her throat without issue or it left the gag reflex completely in place but ensured that the bimbo now got off on choking on dick. Nathan was curious to see which his mother ended up with.
 
"I don't know, what are they for?" she said confused, but instead just went with his attitude change. She giggled and ran her tongue up along the underside of his cock a few times...

She pressed her lips over his cock and suckled as she used her hand for a bit more stimulation and finally moved down along his shaft... loking up at him, feelig it start to slide down her throat, she had to readjust herself so it wasn't hitting the back of her mouth...
 
Nathan sighed as his mother repeated his rhetorical question again, though he did start grinning as she started to lick his cock, just making it that much harder. "Let's try this again..." He began, wanting to see if he could prompt the answer he wanted. "What are sons with huge fucking cocks for?" He asked, figuring the leading question would help the bimbo figure out what he meant.

When she suckled on his cock he gave a little moan, hammed up a bit for her so she'd know she was on the right track. Her hand pumping his shaft just made things that much better. When she started to get into position he grinned. "Someone wants to get facefucked. I'd expect nothing less from my whore of a mother." He said as his hands went to rest behind her head. With a groan he thrust forward, cramming several inches of dickmeat down her throat. Now was the part when he figured out whether his mother had been stripped of her gag reflex or conditioned to get off from choking on dick. He wasn't sure which he was hoping for.
 
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