I don't remember the accident. I was only 5 and it was late at night driving back from grandma's house on Christmas Eve. I was out from my sugar crash, dreaming about what Santa would bring me in the morning.
The crash killed my father, left my mother's face and torso riddled with scars and broke 6 of my bones including 2 vertebra. I would never run again.
Main characters
Jack- protagonist
Tracy- mom
Samantha- next door neighbor
Dr Phillip Socto- boy genius
13 years later
Mom has been gone for 2 weeks having another operation, hoping this would be the last one and she could finally look normal. To be honest I didn't even see the scars but I would do almost anything to run again- not that I remember ever running.
It's early Christmas morning. I have a hard on that could hammer a nail. I know I'm undersized. In every way. The doctors always mention it. I know I have a small cock. I pull out my pocket pussy and within 10 strokes I'm done and limp.
I walk slowly out to the breakfast table where Grandma is making breakfast and my inhaler is sitting on the table. I have to huff and huff just to be able to have a chance of not passing out. Yeah- every aspect of my life has sucked. Normal isn't a word we use.
"Merry Christmas!!" Grandma shouted, trying to outshine the darkness that we associate with Christmas now.
"Merry Christmas, grandma. I love you." I tried to sound happy but grandma gave me a look like she always does when I sound like I'm sulking.
"Your mother will home any moment, you better act happy to see her!"
"Ok, she's been gone forever."
"13 days and hopefully," grandma said clasping her hands in prayer, "for the last time."
I was back in my room when I heard Mom come in. I would have gone out but I was preoccupied working on a Bluetooth hack and watching my neighbor Samantha dry off from her shower. Yes I'm a perv what did you expect? Sam has deep red hair and maybe the most perfect body. Bubble butt, perky tits. Her mom is hott too but she's gone all trophy wife and plastic surgery route.
I had to quickly turn off my screens as mom bounded into my room. I almost didn't recognize her as so many of her scars had faded. It was almost unbelievable.
"H-h-h-how? How is this possible?" I reached out to touch her face almost thinking it was a mask but the warmth and mom smiling was enough to convince me that miracles can actually happen.
"Well it's experimental... I didn't want to say anything before but nanobots"
"Nanobots... get real mom that's science fiction."
"No it's not. I didn't believe it at first either but I almost look like I did before. And I told them about you... they think they can help."
"Thanks mom but I don't know it sounds too good to be true."
"He told me you'd say that. Here" mom reached out and gave me a thumb drive, "I told him that you'd need to see the technology and you'd understand."
I spent the day jerking off to videos of Sam and reading pages and pages of tech specs. To be completely honest I was blown away. Mom had 2 weeks of heavy treatment, where most of the work is done and would have another 6 months where she could function without supervision but would still need plenty of rest. The nanobots were linked to a Bluetooth receiver and eventually would breakdown and be wasted out of mom's body. I watched the Ted talk and did some researching my own and by the time dinner was ready I wanted this treatment too. Maybe I could be normal.
Mom was all too happy to see me excited about this "amazing opportunity" and would call first thing in the morning.
I was back in my room popping another load off to Samantha getting fucked by her boyfriend from a few days ago. Her perky tits barely moving as he thrust into her, he came in her and left pretty quickly and like so many times before she came back and had to get herself off. Being 19 she had an impressive amount of sex toys and as she took out a 7" thick hot pink dildo it struck me. I needed to hack into the nanobots.
It didn't take long for me to break into the nanobots code for mom. I mean it's Bluetooth, and I'm good at what I do. The amount of information contained in the nanobots was impressive. All of mom's stats and then some. The nanobots weren't just set to fix mom's scars but to left her boobs and up her sex drive. My mom was going to start dating.
I know I shouldn't have done it. But late at night with sex on my mind I made a few adjustments. Her physical sensitivity would go up in her nipples, clit and g spot, her pussy would tighten up and amazingly I could lower her inhibitions as well.
The next day mom didn't wake up. She was alive and the only thing I could think was that the nanobots were doing their thing. I found the doctor's card and called.
A pretty voice answered on the other side and my boyish voice cracked as I stammered through an introduction and why I was calling.
"One moment please"
There was a short burst of music on the line, some sort of bluesy Christmas song, "Jack?"
Dr Socto and I had a very technical discussion and not to bore you with the details but I would need almost a year of heavy and medium treatment before I could come home. The more damage the more treatment.
We set everything up. They had a long term rooms and I wouldn't be able to stay there and essentially be taken care of for the whole year. I could even bring my own personal items. But I needed to start in the next week. No brainer.