Mom's Sex-Toy Awakening

Carl's plans are almost complete. With the help of body-sculpting nano-bots concealed in sex-toys, he had transformed his two sisters into sex-hungry nymphos! But the real test is yet to come. Can he do the same thing to his mother Marsha, and make the family circle complete? Find out in “Mom's Sex-Toy Awakening!”

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“No more,” Carl said, collapsing to the bed. “Please. I’m done.”

“Well, well,” Addison smirked, hauling on his hip and pulling him up between her and her sister. “Looks like someone’s mouth was bigger than his stomach, huh? Of course, you’ve always had a big mouth, Carl. Ever since you learned how to talk. Scrawny little twerp.”

“But-”

Addison slapped Kelly’s ass. “Children should be seen and not heard.”

Their sister hauled herself up on one elbow. “Bimbo.”

Carl caught Addison’s descending hand before it could spank Kelly again. “Enough, I said.” And then he kissed the tip of her nose to distract her. “Please.”

Addison snorted. “Fine. You pansy.”

Carl grunted. “I might have…overestimated…my own abilities. Just a little.” At Addison’s snicker, he added, if only for his own ego, “But I never expected…”

“For your own experiments to succeed to such a degree?” Addison put in sweetly, and Carl was reminded, once again, that Addison was hot as hell, but not stupid. At all.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “The spirit is willing. As is the flesh. But I’m not freaking Superman.”

Kelly ran her hand over his chest. “I would prefer Ironman, to be honest.” As her hands caressed his body, Carl bit back a groan, knowing that his services would be required again. Very very soon.

The beep of his phone was almost startlingly loud.

“What the heck?” Addison asked, scowling at Carl. “I thought you turned that damn thing off.”

“I did,” he replied. “It must be an emergency.”

“An emergency?” Kelly repeated, sitting up as Carl picked up his phone. “What is it?”

“It’s what happens when you’re a grown-up,” Addison said impatiently, watching Carl. “Well?”

“Mom,” he replied.

“What about Mom?”

“Well,” he said, squirming under that gimlet gaze. It was even more piercing now than it had been when he was fifteen and a pimply-faced high-school senior, despite the absolutely incredible changes to Addison’s body. “I might have left Mom a little…surprise…in her bedroom.”

“What kind of surprise?”

“Um. A sexy one?”

Hs sister’s voice was very patient. And very menacing. “Carl. If you don’t start to give me some answers, very quickly, I am going to beat you to death with your own femur.

“What. Did. You. Do?”

Carl wilted. Some things, he realized, were eternal. Such as the authority of an older sister, no matter how compliant she might be in other ways. As he explained, her eyes narrowed, and he found himself eying potential escape routes out of the hotel bedroom.

“Let me get this straight,” she said at last. “You gave Mom the same stuff you gave to me and Kelly? But in a dildo?”

“Um. Yeah. Basically.”

“And she’s already used it?”

He nodded.

“How long until…” She swept a hand down her body.

Carl chewed his lip. “Well…”

“Well, what?”

“Um. Well. Um.”

“Carl…” Her voice grew even more menacing. “Tell us.”