This choice: Repossess Tim (From Tims point of view this time) • Go Back...Chapter #5Repossess Tim (From Tims point of view this time) by: Unknown After a moment of floating freely, Rebecca smiled softly to herself and gently lowered herself back down to Tim. She lay next to him for a moment, waiting for him to roll over. After a short wait, sure enough Tim rolled back over, right into his mother's patiently waiting form. She giggled at the idea that he was forcing her inside him. Wouldn't that be a laugh? As Rebecca's form was fully pulled back in to Tim's body, he awoke with a start.
"Whoa. What a weird dream..." Tim tried to think of the last thing he could remember before falling asleep. He could vaguely remember having some sort of discussion with Heather, but it probably wasn't important. Wasn't his mother here? It was late and he didn't want to risk waking her over nothing... but as his thoughts went over to his mother, unbeknownst to him, Rebecca had already decided to have a little fun. She began influencing his thoughts, though would take full control as needed. As he lingered on the thoughts of his mother, he couldn't help but feel a desire to go to check on her. This didn't feel normal, but he was having the thoughts, so why wouldn't it be? Avoiding making too much noise, Tim worked his way to his mother's room. He slowly peeked his head in, and when he saw that she wasn't in bed, he crept in. He almost too easily found the note Rebecca had prepared earlier. "Tim, gone for work, be back soon! I left my worn clothes from yesterday on the bed, please take care of them!  XOXO Mom =)"
Next to the note was a carefully placed "wad" of clothes. If he didn't know any better, Tim would think these had been left here for him. Well, actually, they WERE left for him! After all, the note just says take care of them. And what better way to take care of them then by wearing them! After pulling off his shirt and boxers he tucked them carefully back into his mother's drawer. He wanted to make sure she found them. He grabbed the pile and began sorting through the various articles. He began with the bra. He had always liked seeing his mom in this bra. It looked so pretty, but also surprisingly comfortable. As he slipped the light pink material on, he found that last part true. Then the dress. It was an adorable little yellow sundress. It fell to just below his knees, and was made of a super comfortable material, keeping it warm but breathable. He'd wanted to try this one for a while, could see why it was one of his moms favorites. As he pulled his arms and head through, he felt something fall from his backside. Reaching down he saw the pair of panties his mother had worn the day before. A simple pair of silk panties. As he stepped into them, preparing to pull them on, he felt a cold wet spot against his calf. These were definitely dirty, and his mom had clearly gotten excited before taking them off. He paused for a moment, but was quickly influenced back to his previous actions. Without another pause, Tim resumed sliding the underwear on, until it was all the way on. Luckily his manhood was able to keep the panties stretched enough to keep them up, even if they were slightly too big. He felt the familiar cold spot around his groin. It was a much more pleasant sensation and thought now than a moment ago. He wasn't sure why he'd let it bother him. He wanted to do this after all. Feeling more natural than ever in his newly preworn clothes, Tim laid down in Rebecca's bed. She had such a nice bed. He'd love to just sleep here for a while. As he began to feel the comfort wash over him, his need for sleep began to kick in. He lay, smiling to himself, as his thoughts slowly drifted to sleep.
As tempted as Rebecca was to sleep in her son's body, she was still having a little fun with her poor sleep deprived boy. As she phased herself out of his body, she turned and couldn't help but be pleased with what she saw. There laid Tim, all dressed in the clothes she'd been wearing earlier. Laying in her bed, happy as could be. What a fun situation for a mom to catch her son in! She gave herself her physical form back a short ways from the door. She made a point of being slightly loud as she came up and approached her door. She made it just in time to bump into Tim, who had clearly been coming to try to open the door. As they fell together, Tim practically tackling his mother, it was made pretty obvious in the stumble what he was wearing. As he tried to pick himself up from being tangled with his mom, he had no idea how to explain what was happening. He had been aware of it all. And had actively done it all. But it couldn't have been him right? Before he could get his own real thoughts straight, Rebecca was firmly but delicately pulling him back into an embrace with her. On the floor. Lying together. She had maybe had a little too much fun when putting thoughts into Tim's head. She realized this as while she lowered him back down to her, he began to grow harder. She needed to get back into his body now, to try to recorrect some of those thoughts. Or, did she? It was thrilling when Tim rolled over her earlier, maybe it would be easier and even nicer to just let him progress until she had phased in... instead of trying to guide him in a way that could make the possession easier, she let him guide himself and simply helped to lower him. Unfortunately for Tim, the thoughts his mother had implanted to make him more interested in acting like her made him a bit more obsessed, it seemed. From being built up before his mother had awoken him, to several pleasurable dreams, he was ready to burst and in the haze he was in there was really only one outlet. Realizing there was no other way away from Rebecca, Tim turned and let himself give in. He wanted to. He didn't know why. He didn't think he'd always wanted this. Had he? As his body began to align with Rebecca he began lifting his dress almost on auto pilot. As he pressed himself against her, their waists met. And right as he prepared himself to make the best mistake of his life, he found himself slightly falling. Almost as if Rebecca's bottom had dropped right out from under him. He quickly glanced down realizing that she had in fact bottomed right into him. He only received another moment of confusion before Rebecca pulled his face to hers. She pulled his mouth to hers and stuffed her tongue in as quickly as she could before staring into his eyes one last time before she rephased into him completely.
Tim stood up, quickly patting himself down, making sure his clothes... his mother's clothes hadn't gotten dirty as he fell. That was odd. He had been asleep right? Why was he out here?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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