Son Mind-Controls His Cheating Mom
Kristen's always open for inspiration to strike her to pen one of her naughty stories. She had written eleven tawdry tales in her journals about her parents, her little sister, her brother, her best friend, teachers, and students.
So when she spots Jasper looking depressed as he sits in the back of the class, she sits down beside him. "Hey."
"Hey," he says, not looking up. He's usually such a positive guy. Always bright and eager, paying attention in class.
"What's up?" Kristen asks.
"Nothing."
"Doesn't look like nothing." She pats his shoulder. "It can help to talk."
He rolls his eyes and says, "Just... my parents are getting a divorce. It's all screwed up. They argue all the time, and my mom is being a real bitch. I think..." He trails off. "I think she cheated on him. It sucks. I just want things to go back to how they were. I want to fix things. Make it all right."
"Yeah, that's rough," she says. "How... How would you fix it?"
He sheepishly rolls his shoulders. "Uh, well... I don't know. I just wish I had this remote. You know, I could use it and set things right. Get them to make things up."
"Yeah, that would be nice," Kristen thinks, an idea sparking in her mind for her next story. A wet itch ripples through her virgin pussy.
When she gets home from school, she knows what story she'll be penning.
* * *
Jasper Lyonal
"Maybe I wouldn't be like that if you could just be a man!" my mother was shouting as I walked into the house after classes were over.
I sighed. They were fighting again.
"Yeah, walk away," my mother continued. "That's right. You wonder why I—" She choked off her words when she saw me. "Jasper."
My father glanced at me then kept walking. He marched right by me and out the door, slamming it behind him. Mom stood there, fidgeting. Her cheeks were bright red. Yeah, she was about to shout out why she cheated on dad.
"Want a sandwich?" she asked. "I can make you a sandwich."
"No," I muttered. It was so depressing. "I just... Why do you have to be... With dad. I mean..."
"Your father and I are going through some problems," she said. "That's all. It happens."
I wanted to throw it in her face that she cheated on him but bit off the words.
"Don't feel bad, Mom," said my older half-sister. Mattie was twenty, two years older than me. She flopped on the couch. "Dad's not getting it done. If he's not stepping up, what the big deal if you get it somewhere else."
"Mattie!" Mom gasped, her cheeks red. She flashed me a guilty look. Her bleached-blonde tresses—she was really a brunette—swayed around her face. "That's not... I mean... It's..."
"I think he's a great guy," Mattie continued. She had her brown hair dyed teal, her nose ring gleaming. Her hazel eyes—the same shade as Mom's—fixed on me. There was something... so challenging in her look as she spoke. "Your lover. Better than Dad."
I stared at my sister, anger bubbling through me. How could she be such a heartless bitch? I know Dad wasn't her real dad—he was a deadbeat alcoholic that hadn't been around in five or so years—but he raised her. Loved her.
And Mom... She really had a lover?
She was really going to leave Dad. This was all so fucked up. I slumped upstairs, ignoring Mom calling after me. How could she cheat on Dad? How could she find some other man? I flopped on my bed, grabbing the remote to my bedroom TV.
I wished I could point it at Mom and make this all better. And Mattie, too.
* * *
Jasper is finished with his device. His remote. He used the TV in his own room as the base, but now the modifications are done. He has to test it on someone first to make sure it'll work to save his family.
He has to test it on his sister. After all, they shared the same parents. Matti will easily be on his side to keep their mom and dad together.
* * *
Jasper Lyonal
My sister's words burned in my mind. I couldn't believe that she wanted Mom to leave Dad. How could she turn on our father like that? But this device would help her to see how our parents had to stay together.
I set down my soldering gun and turned it off. I put on the back plastic cover of the remote. It snapped into place. Then I inserted the two AA batteries. It looked like a normal TV remote, but it was way different. When I hit the record button, the person I aimed it at would do whatever I told them.
Simple, really.
I opened the door and knocked on my sister's door. She opened it up, rolling her eyes. "What?"
"I just... How could you want Mom and Dad to split up?"
"Mom's happier with her lover," said Matti. "You've seen her the last few months. All bubbly and cheerful. She got that boob job last year, her self-esteem went up, so that landed her a cute guy to fuck her brains out. She's in a good mood because she's finally getting some good dick."
"Geez, Matti," I groaned, shaking my head at my sister. I couldn't believe that we shared the same father and mother. "Why are you happy she's cheating on Dad?"
Matti shrugged. "That's life. Dad's never around. Always working. Mom was miserable. Now she's not. If she kicks out Dad, it won't be much different. We'll still see him as often."
I shook my head and aimed the remote at her. I pressed recorded and said, "Well, go get me a sandwich!"
She blinked at the remote. "Sure, weirdo. God, you don't have to treat me like I'm a Blu-ray player or something. I'll make you a dumb sandwich."
My sister
never
would make me a sandwich. It worked. As she headed downstairs, I just shuddered. It really, really worked. I could get her to do anything with this. I could get her to help keep Mom and Dad together.