Roger sat in his room, frustrated as usual. If he couldn’t even get a date, how was he ever supposed to get laid? Virginity was the number one anxiety Roger faced everyday. He didn’t understand why girls weren’t interested in him.

Roger was 5’11, 170lbs, 19 years old. He didn’t really excel at anything in school and after graduation faced some pretty average post-secondary choices. Roger had taken a year off school to “find himself”, but that year had lasted a little longer than years tend to. Rogers parents had been pressuring him to go out and find a job, instead of just lazing around at home all day.

“Roger, sweetie, are you home?”, he heard a sweet, high voice call out. Mom.

Victoria, Roger’s mom, had been 18 years old when she had married Greg, Roger’s dad. Roger was born 9 months later. At 38 years old, Victoria looked incredible. Long shapely legs led up to wide hips and a firm, yet bouncy bubble butt. Victoria was small waisted and absurdly busty. Her lips were slightly pouty and her face radiated beauty. Her eyes were deep brown, and her hair was shoulder length brown, with a small hint of red. Roger’s friends and classmates used to tease him about how hot his mom was on a regular basis, and Roger pretended to be offended. Secretly, he lusted after his mother more than anyone else.

Roger’s desperate attraction for his own mother had been part of his life since he first hit puberty. The first time he came he had felt some bizarre urge to raid his mother’s hamper, found a bra she had worn that day, and rubbed the cups against his cock until he came. This was the first in a long line of raiding mom’s hamper for panties, bras, workout clothing, etc and then jerking off into them. At 19 years old he was trying to kick the habit, but that being said he currently had the thong Victoria had worn yesterday hidden between his mattress and his box-spring.

Hearing his mom call out his name in her sexy little voice always made Roger’s heart beat a little faster. He called back:

“Yeah I’m in my room!”

Roger heard the sound of feet coming up the stairs, and soon his mother was at the threshold. Roger inhaled sharply as he saw her.

Victoria had just been out for a run and was wearing tight leggings and sports bra. The sports bra zipped up at the front and showed an absurd amount of cleavage, which was further accentuated by the zipper starting to slightly fail and come undone, leaving a little bit of extra breast exposed. Victoria was holding a tank top in her hands, which was clearly wet. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun.

“Roger, I totally forgot to pick up a prescription for your father while I was out today. I need to have a shower, and I was hoping you could be a dear and run down the block to get it for me?”

The look Victoria gave Roger was entirely mundane, but to Roger she oozed sexuality in that moment. He couldn’t stop looking at his mother’s large breasts rising and falling with her slightly laboured breathing.

“Roger?”

Roger startled back to reality, “Uhh yeah sure… of course no problem.”, he stammered. Gaining some slight composure, he asked, “Can I take the car?”.

Victoria smiled sadly and cocked her head slightly.

“Sweetie, its like a 10 minute walk. I think a bit of exercise would do you some good. You can’t just sit in your room all day everyday. Maybe you’ll find a job while you’re out, or maybe a girlfriend!”, Victoria teased. Roger rolled his eyes.

“Yeah yeah, alright I’ll go right away.”

“Thanks so much sweetie! I’d give you a big hug, but I’m all sweaty and undressed, so here’s a kiss instead”, Victoria punctuated this statement with an exaggerated blown kiss to her son, giggled slightly and walked away.

“I wouldn’t have minded the hug…”, Roger muttered under his breath.

As Roger walked to the pharmacy he thought about his sexy mom in that state of undress. He imagined her staring at him with lust in her eyes as she unzipped the rest of her sports bra. Roger fantasized that the reason she had taken her shirt off before coming upstairs was that she liked seeing him ogle her. As he walked along, head in the perverted clouds, he felt his foot kick something small and hard and heard it ding away on the concrete. Roger stopped and looked around, moving leaves around with his feet to try and uncover the source of the sound. He was just about to give up when a glint of metal caught his eye.

Laying on the sidewalk was a small, green ring. Roger picked it up and examined it. The ring was smooth and cold. At first glance it seemed like a simple green metal ring, but Roger suddenly noticed three small depressions in it. The were circular and looked like they used to hold small stones. Roger tried putting the ring on, finding it fit fine, if maybe a little loose, on his ring finger.

“Looks kinda cool. When I get home I’ll look into options for colouring metal. It would look better if it was gold or silver, like maybe I could sell it and get a few hundred bursa otele gelen escort bucks. I wish it looked more like a real gold ring.”

As Roger finished saying that he saw two things happen. The first was one of the depressions in the ring’s surface lit up blue, like as if a little LED light had been activated. The second thing that happened is the ring suddenly changed colour and feel. It not only looked, but felt like a real gold ring.

“Holy shit! What the fuck??”, Roger yelled out. Suddenly nervous he looked around to see if anyone had seen his outburst. No one was around. Roger walked over to a nearby bus stop bench and sat down.

“Did that really just happen? Did it… did it respond to what I wished for? It has to be that. I swear this ring used to be green…”

Roger took the ring of and examined it. It was definitely a gold ring now, and one of the depressions seemed to be filled now by a small, blue gem. Roger’s mind raced. Could he wish for anything? It seemed to make sense that the notches represented the wishes he had remaining, that they filled in when used. He felt tremendous disappointment at this realization: he had wasted a wish!

Roger focused and thought about what he should use his remaining wishes on. He had no idea of the rules of the wishes at all, could he wish for anything? After thinking for a while, he decided he would go for broke. There was one thing he really wanted, but it was a crazy wish.

Not wanting anyone to possibly here the words that were about to come out of his mouth, Roger pulled his hand up close to his mouth and whispered into the ring.

“I want my mom to be the woman I pretend she is all the time: she should be impossibly attracted to me and be unashamed of it. Her big boobs should start lactating and grow even bigger. She should offer herself up to me all the time. She should feel like this is normal and good. She should want sex all the time and be turned on by her big, milky boobs being touched and sucked. That’s my wish”

As he pulled his hand away from his mouth to look at it he thought about how stupid what he just said was. He had asked for multiple things at once there, that surely wasn’t going to work. He had gotten so excited at the idea of having Victoria that his mind had gone crazy, trying to shoehorn his lactation fantasy into the wish as well.

Despite his worries, he was elated when his eyes caught the ring and he saw that the second notch was now blue as well.

“Oh my god, no fucking way. Is my mom really going to want to fuck me now? I can’t wait to see what her boobs look like now…”

As Roger finished this last statement, the last notch on the ring turned blue.

Suddenly, there was water in his eyes. Taken by surprise he tried to rub the water out of his eyes when he heard something unexpected. It sounded like…water running? Something kept catching his fingers as he tried to clear his eyes, it felt almost like…

“Wet hair?”

He heard a high pitched, sweet sounding voice say. Muffled slightly by the water, but echoed weirdly as well. As he managed to open his eyes, he was confronted with impossibility. He was in the shower, and his hair was long enough to get in his eyes. Roger usually buzzed his head as it was less work this way.

Looking down, Roger froze for a few moments in sheer surprise. He was not a he anymore, he was a she. Her new body was ridiculously busty, she couldn’t really see past her large perky breasts without bending. A perfect little pussy was where his cock should have been. As she ran her hands over her new body she felt the curves of an incredibly sexy woman.

In shock, Roger turned off the shower and stepped out, grabbing the only towel in the room, mom’s, she quickly patted water off herself and looked in the mirror. Fogged up of course. She rubbed the fog away with the towel and came face to face with Victoria.

Her eyes stared back in shock, her sexy lips parted slightly in disbelief, her hair wet and wild. It took Roger almost an entire minute to realize that this was a reflection of them self. Roger was Victoria now.

“Me… I’m… impossible…mom?”, she whispered, the words sounded sensual and despite herself, Roger started to feel aroused.

The new Victoria continue running her hands over her body. As she caressed her large breasts tiny droplets of milk starting leaking from her pert nipples and down the curves of her breasts. She gasped at this new, foreign pleasure. Still in a daze, she lifted her right breast towards her face and wrapped her lips around the extended, excited nipple. She tasted the milk at once: sweet and nice, it coated her mouth in a pleasant sensation. Her breast meanwhile screamed out in pleasure at this exercise, and she nearly lost her footing, bracing herself against the sink as she continued to suckle on herself. The milk flowed into her eager mouth and she swallowed it all. Her other hand found bursa eve gelen eskort its way down to her pussy, and she started rubbing her clit. She did this without thinking, as if she’d done it a million times before.

She regained some of her faculties as the flow from her breast started to slow, but the left breast was even more excited now, teased by the fact that the other side had received release.

“I hope Greg or Roger get home soon, I’m so horny”, she thought to herself. This thought startle her. Roger realized her thoughts were changing to match Victoria’s, recent wish changes and all. In fact as she stood there she found her mind wandering to thoughts of her son, wondering why she hadn’t fucked him yet. She tried to snap out of it, but she kept forgetting what she wasn’t supposed to be thinking and she kept getting more and more ramped up imagining the cocks of her husband and son. Her dad’s dick and her own cock.

As if on autopilot, Roger walked to her parents’ room and started getting ready. She dried her hair with a blow dryer as if she’d done it a million times before. She picked out a low cut sundress and was about to put it on when she noticed the rivulets of milk all over her left breast. She sighed, sat on the bed and started to self suckle, moaning with mouthfuls of milk at the pleasure. Her mind wandered, and as it wandered it changed more. She didn’t think of herself as Roger anymore. While she still remembered events where she was Roger, she also felt like she was Victoria now. She didn’t feel weird about this for some reason, she knew she was Victoria and that was that. She started to remember events from her past as Victoria: growing up, going to school, dating guys, meeting Greg, getting married, losing her virginity on their honeymoon, being pregnant, giving birth to Roger. It all felt so natural and normal. As the memory of standing in Roger’s doorway and asking him to get the prescription surfaced, she was hit with a powerful orgasm.

Her nipple popped out of her mouth and she moaned through this new sensation… new sensation? This wasn’t the first time she’d came, it was even the first time she came from drinking her own milk. She drank her own milk every day so Greg wouldn’t find out she was still lactating after all these years. 19 years now. She knew someday she’d have the opportunity to breastfeed her darling son again, so she’d always kept the milk ready.

Suddenly, she heard the exterior door open.

“Mom! I’m back! Where should I put the prescription?”

Victoria leapt up and got dressed as quick as possible, running down the stairs to see her son. When she got to the bottom she stared at him for a second. How could Roger be there when she…when she what? She bit her lip for a moment, confused. Why was she surprised to see him? She had sent him on the errand.

“Mom?”, Roger looked at her inquisitively, although she noticed his eyes drop to her tremendous cleavage for a moment before darting back up, his face turning slightly red. She felt a surge of warm pleasure throughout her body seeing her son ogle her like that, she instinctively pressed her breasts together more to accentuate the effect of her low cut sundress. Her nipples started to wake back up and push through the material, making Roger blush even harder.

“Here, I’ll take that. Thank you so much sweetie!”

As she grabbed the prescription from her son she suddenly darted forward and wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a hug and pulling his head down into her bosom. She felt and heard him gasp in surprise. She squeezed her son in her arms and thrust her boobs in his face.

“Mommy really appreciates you helping out like this sweetie”, she whispered in his ear.

“N-no problem mom”, her son said into her breast. She twitch a bit in pleasure as she felt the warmth of his mouth against her breast, and then forced herself to break the hug. She smiled at Roger, who looked embarrassed as hell. She was about to turn away when she noticed something on his hand.

“Sweetie, did you get married when I wasn’t looking?”, she teased, pointing at his left hand ring finger.

Roger looked confused for a moment, and then lifted his hand and saw a gold band with three small blue jewels encrusted in it. His face lit in recognition.

“Oh I found this on the ground, isn’t it cool?”

“Wow you just found that? You realize you’re wearing it on your marriage finger right?”

Roger somehow turned even more red as he pulled the ring off his finger. He was about to put it on his other hand when he paused.

“Right, I was going to try and sell this”, he said.

“Sell it? Roger it’s not going to be worth much. I’ll give you a couple hundred bucks if you give it to your mommy instead. It looks so pretty!”

“Oh, if you want it you can just have it. Consider it an early mother’s day present!”

“Thank you so much sweetie!”

Victoria was so happy she bayan escort bursa pulled her son in for another motorboat hug, squealed in excitement and ran off to her room. She wanted to match it with a necklace she owned that had a blue sapphire in it, but when she got to her room she saw that the ring was missing the jewels inside.

A thought screamed out from the back of her mind and she tried to concentrate on it. It felt so close, yet obscured by something. She concentrated harder and a single memory came back. The jewels mark how many wishes have been used.

“Wishes?”, she thought, “How ridiculous. Why would I think this granted wishes? Well if it does, then I wish I was rich and didn’t need to work anymore.”

The moment she said this, she somehow knew it had already come true. She looked at the ring and saw that one of the gemstones had returned. She remembered that she had used this before, but couldn’t remember what she wished for. She knew what she was going to wish for now though.

“I don’t want to have to hide things anymore. I want Greg to like it that I’m attracted to Roger. I want Greg to like that I still lactate and that I want Roger to drink it. I wish Greg wanted to share me with our son”.

The ring’s second gemstone appeared. Victoria beamed in joy.

“Lastly, I want Roger to be attracted to me. I don’t want him to ever move out, and I want him to fuck me everyday, multiple times a day. And drink my milk! That’s my wish!”

She looked at the ring and saw all the gemstones were back. She pulled out her phone, thinking of what she would text Greg when she saw she had received a message from him a short while ago:

“Hey honey, have to work a bit late tonight. Maybe Roger can keep you entertained in my absence ;)”

She smiled, her heart racing as she considered what to do next. She had this vague memory for a moment of jerking off her cock and spurting into her mom’s panties, before hiding them, ashamed. This confused Victoria for a moment, before she realized the panties she thought of were the ones that she wore yesterday. She walked over and check her hamper. They were gone!

She got up and raced over to her son’s room. She opened without knocking and smiled evilly as he practically jumped out of his chair.

“M-mom! What are you doing?”, Roger sputtered as Victoria confidently strode into the room and bee-line right towards his bed. Victoria reached between the mattress and the box-spring and fished around for a moment, before her face lit up with victory as she pulled a pair of her soiled panties out from beneath the matresses. They were stained with semen, Roger had obviously been jacking off into them.

“I knew it!”, she exclaimed while looking right at Roger, who was reeling from the shock of being so found out, so suddenly.

“Little perv, cumming in your mommy’s panties like that! What were you thinking?”

Victoria smirked as her son stammered trying to come up with some kind of reasonable explanation.

“Things are going to change around here, young man.”, she said with a disciplinary tone. “Follow me!”

With that, Victoria stormed out of the room. Roger sat frozen in panic at his desk.

“COME ON!”, yelled Victoria and Roger leapt from his chair and raced into the hall. Victoria stood with her hands on her hips before motioning him towards her room.

Roger entered his parent’s bedroom and Victoria shoved him towards the bed. As he fell into it he saw his mom pulling her panties of and walking towards him.

“So, what do you normally do with these?”, she said as she put her thong in his hands, her voice was a sensual purr that sent shivers up Roger’s spine.

“I-I-I usually…you know…put them on and…you know…”, he stammered embarrassed, unsure of where this was going. Despite himself, he was very aroused. He’d always had a thing for his mom, obviously, and as she whispered in his ear he could feel her large breasts pressed against his arm.

“Masturbate?”, she asked, “Do you think of me? Do you imagine my body as you cum into my dirty underwear?”

She was rubbing her tits against his arm now, pushing herself towards him and on top of him. Roger moaned in surprise as he felt his mommy position herself on top of him, and lower her big breasts onto his chest. He felt the large tits compress against him and he instantly got rock hard. His mom moaned with satisfaction as she felt his cock spring to life against her.

“Does mommy’s little boy want to fuck her? Or does he want to keep wasting his cum in her panties when she’s not around?”, she whispered in his ear.

Roger was speechless, all he could do is gape at these words coming out of his bombshell mom’s mouth.

“Do you want mommy’s tight little pussy to squeeze your nice hard cock? Do you want to cum deep inside mommy? Fill mommy’s pussy with your nice cum?”

Victoria’s hand was rubbing against Roger’s cock, an act that felt strangely familiar to her. Roger was still reduced to moans and groans, still not able to fully grasp what was happening. That this dream was coming true.

“Maybe you want mommy’s mouth? Do you want to slide that nice big cock of yours between my tits and into my nice warm mouth? Mommy can’t wait to taste your cum, I bet it tastes amazing. Mommy hopes you cum big spurts so she can taste a lot of it at a time.”