His first choice was obvious. Drew Saturday, his mother. He had sometimes fantasized about her fat ass and her udders. He had been holding back two days, and it was now Saturday. He stood outside as he waited for his mother to be delivered. Soon he heard the familar squal in the distance as Zon appeared flying with a figure in her talons. Soon she let the figure go as she landed on her face, her ass in the air. As she stood up, Zak got a beter look at his mom. She was wearing nothing but a bikini and high heels. She also had gold bracelets on her wrists.
"Ah, good to see you again mom," Zak said, but his mother was furious.
"Zackary Saturday, you are so--!" Drew started to say, but Zak's eyes glowed orange as he said something entirely different.
"Going to see you spank yourself."
Before Drew could process that, her hand, which had been balled up in a fist, opened up. Then before she realized it, she had turned around, bent over, and spanked herself in front of her son.
"What is this?"
"Just a little insurence, mom. Your new uniform is made from a very special cloth that allows me to control your body. Impressive, huh? Now let's go inside."
So Drew, unable to disobey her son, walked into the mansion.
option 1: Zak starts by having her fix him something delicious
option 2: Zak goes over the rules
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