This choice: See if you can use your powers to change her form • Go Back... Still basking in the afterglow of the masterful felatio and attention to your testicles your mom just gave you, you can’t help but yearn for something even more taboo than what’s already occurred thanks to your reality-remote-based newfound powers of suggestion. As your mom sits back a bit, knees folded, still on your bed while coyly wiping the corner of her lips, you admire her in this usually-unorthodox position to you, before deciding on what you want by telling her:
“Ahw mom, how’s about you morph your hands into copies of your perfect feet, and change your head into another foot, but with a mouth on its heel?” You quixotically query, with your mom immediately raising an eyebrow and tilting her neck in confusion.
“What do you mean ‘morph my hands’? I’ve always had these pristine copies of my feet attached to my wrists. Hands were never a thing for me, darling! And my head? Well…did you hit your’s? You know your mother has a rather interesting anatomical structure with her foot-head. I’ve always had a beautiful set of ankle, achilles, ball joint, heel, sole, top, pads, toes, nails, and heel-mouth, and it’s bound to make its way back towards your perfect offspring-cock. You know mommy wants another piece of her handsome boy, now.” You mom narrates with her brand new footy-formed body, seemingly immediately fully aware of the new form you asked of her, so quickly that she’s acting like you’re the one who doesn’t know what’s going on: https://i.postimg.cc/VLRh7WW5/IMG-6447.p...
You can’t help but get extremely hard at the words and sight of your foot-headed, and feet-handed mother, especially considering she’s kneeling on her knees around your legs with herself starting to scoot up and actually spread her stance widely. As she nears your waist with her hot throbbing interior, she leans her top-half down, lays her heel-based lips across yours, furls her foot-headed toes and smoke downwards pressing against your nose, bridge, forehead, and initial parts of your hair-covered scalp. Her plump heel-lips mack and mash against your own, with her tongue splaying inward, dancing with your own, as well as lathering up your lips.
At the same time she runs her plump, plush, super soft feethands across your nude body, with her toes momentarily pinching at your nipples, sensually sliding down into your armpits and tempestuously tickling your shoulder-tuckings, then lowering down so they can begin rubbing your side-ribs, abdomen, and pectorals. The soft sensuous mom toes, soles, and heels completely engulf your mind in their constant attention to all parts of your body, while her newly heel-centric mouth and other foot-head parts continuing to moosh against yours, you feel at pure peace before:  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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