“Oh my god,” Mason said, clutching his head as the world stopped spinning.
Surprisingly, the hand on his head had dug into long, silky hair. Now that the dizziness was easing he realized everything about his body felt wrong. Even his voice sounded different. And this room…was this his mom’s bedroom?
“The hell?” Mason said, pulling some of the strands of hair around in front of his eyes to look at it. It was dark and wavy, like his mom’s hair. The fingers holding it were slender and feminine, like his mom’s fingers. He half turned to look down his backside and was greeted with the sight of his mom’s fat butt. He gasped and grabbed a handful of his ass, jiggling it. It wobbled beneath his fingers and he released it suddenly.
Mason struggled to sit up, his body now a different shape. When he finally did manage it, his mom’s tits swung down his chest, partially obscuring the view into his lap. His entire body felt sort of tense and warm and his fingers were sticky. Lifting his fingers to his nose he took a quick sniff and grimaced as the scent of pussy filled his nostrils. She’d been masturbating.
Mason had been practicing his astral projecting and had apparently gotten too close to his mom’s body and been sucked in. How the hell was he going to get out? Astral projection required a deep calm, which Mason definitely didn’t have right now. His panic about being in his mom’s body was filling him with doubts: what if he was stuck like this forever? He needed to calm himself down and get out of here.
Unfortunately, the best way to calm himself down was to finish what his mom had started. He reached between his legs and began stroking himself, feeling awkward at first about touching his mom’s body like this, but getting into it as he grew warm and wet.
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Better hope dad doesn’t walk in!