"Why not our dads?" Darnell asked his friends the next morning.
"Huh?" Von responded intelligently.
"We keep becoming our sisters or mothers, except for Rich who's only been his mom and then his real dad."
"That hasn't been proven!" Rich countered hotly.
"Whatever," Darnell continued. "So, why don't Von and I become our dads?"
"Maybe..." Von considered, "maybe because we don't want to?"
"Huh?" Darnell responded intelligently.
"Oh, I get it," Rich continued the thought, "the first time we used the amulet, Von became Vinh, we got our rocks off, and now we're focused on doing that with our friends' hot female family members?"
Darnell rubbed his chin. "So we're making the amulet do what we want? But why did I take over my mother instead of my sister the first time?"
Nobody had an answer to that. "Maybe we're still missing something," Rich suggested. Silence. "Okay, I'm tired of you fuckers saying my dad's not my dad...I'm going to use the amulet to figure this shit out. I'll text you from whoever's phone when it's time to take it off again."
After speaking the words, he found himself in his mother's body. She was in her car on the way to work but, luckily, stopped at a red light. When it turned green, he drove forward carefully -- he hadn't had his license long -- and headed to the gym where Conrad worked. When he spotted him, he headed over. "Can I talk to you?"
He glanced at her. "I'm a little busy, ma'am...you can make an appointment at the desk."
"Conrad."
He turned to her, confused, and then blinked as recognition dawned on his face. "Charlotte?"
That was Rich's mother's name...he nodded her head. "I need to talk to you right now." She gestured at the equipment storage room he'd used Conrad's body to fuck the hot brunette in the other day.
"Yeah, yeah...um, do a series of push-ups and sit-ups 'til I get back," he instructed his male client. Then he followed Rich. When the door closed behind, he asked, "What're you doing here? I thought you never wanted to see me again."
Rich fidgeted. "I need you to tell me how we know each other...uh, pretend like I have amnesia."
"What? This is fuckin' weird, Charlotte."
"Do it, or I'll scream rape!"
He raised his hands. "Okay, okay! Don't get crazy, now. Uh, it's been a long time, Char...I hadn't been working here long, but after I helped you lose you some weight, we, uh...y'know."
Rich put his mom's hands on her hips. "Pretend I don't know, Conrad!"
"Shit...we started fucking. It was only a few weeks and then you broke it off. You were already married so I figured you just felt guilty, but you never said. Are we good?" At her silence, he asked again, "Char?"
Rich blinked. "Uh...yes...good. I gotta go." She pushed past him. He didn't try to stop her.
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"Any messages?" Von asked Darnell.
He checked his phone. "Nope."
They heard the front door slam and then someone was coming down the steps. "It's me," Rich told them with his mother's voice. She yanked her skirt off and started unbuttoning her blouse.
Darnell stepped forward. "Uh, dude?"
"My mom's a fucking whore," Rich told them, "so fuck her like one...blow your loads anywhere you want...on her face, in her cunt or ass, and you won't have to suck the cum out afterward. She's not going to remember this entire day."
After a glance between Von and Darnell, they started undressing.
Hours later, Darnell flopped onto the couch, huffing. He'd just filled Rich's mom's ass with a load, his third, the other two going into her pussy and onto her face, since Rich had asked.
"More!" Rich demanded as he jumped onto Von, working the Vietnamese-American boy's thin six-incher up inside her gushing pussy.
"Goddamn," Von moaned, surprised that he could still get it up after cumming into Mrs. Patterson's mouth and pussy earlier.
"Slap her ass!" Rich yelled out as his mom's needy pussy squished down onto his friend's cock. He moved Von's hands back to her butt.
"Okay..." Whack!
"Yeah! Punish her! Keep spanking!"
After Von loaded Mrs. Patterson's pussy up with another few spurts of sperm, he too flopped onto the couch next to Darnell. "I didn't think it was possible to actually have too much sex."
"Right?" Darnell raised his fist up and Von bumped it. Then they heard the crying. Leaning forward, they saw tears streaming down Mrs. Patterson's face as she knelt on the carpeted floor.
"Rich?" Von asked.
"My mom fucked that Conrad guy and got pregnant with me," Rich blubbered. "He's my dad...he's my dad..."
As one, his friends knelt down and gave their friend in his mother's body a hug. After several minutes, Rich wiped at her eyes. "Female hormones, huh?"