Note: This is the second chapter of "Lindsay Gets a Special Gift". I hate to spoil things, but this contains mother-daughter incest. So for those who do not like that, I'm sorry. Otherwise, enjoy.
It had been exactly one week since Donza beamed me back to earth, and I was still in love with my cock. I had only changed it back to a pussy a couple of times to practise my mind and body so it wouldn't take me three or more tries to change it. After a few tries, I could easily change it back and forth. I, of course, always preferred my new, amazing cock to my pussy. I loved the way it slid against my panties as I walked around. I jerked off every night, always thinking of Donza, the most beautiful creature in the galaxy. I could perfectly remember her face, her purple eyes, her tentacle-like hair, her smell, the amazing scent of her cock. I could remember the way she looked at me, her tender touch on my skin, when she said she loved me. I still miss her, every second of every day. I would always look up at the stars at night, hoping to see a glimpse or a sign, but I didn't. But I knew she'd be back for me, I could tell by the look in her eyes when she promised me.
I had of course told no one about my new 'toy', not even Lucy. We may share all our secrets, but this was something I had to keep to myself, at least for now.
I was secretly fiddling with my cock under my sheet as I lay on the couch, watching some lame movie on tv. My 20 year old sister, who was on vacation when I met an alien race, sat on the other couch next to my mother. They were talking about school and being a teacher. My sister was going to college too. She wanted to be a teacher, just like my mother. She would start her last year when my first began. I on the other hand was going to college to become a vet.
I kind of dozed off and fell asleep as I was trying to watch the movie. I woke up at about 1 o'clock due to back pain. The couch was definitely not as comfortable as my bed. I sat up and stretched my back to relieve the pain. My mother and sister had already gone to bed and I decided I should too. I folded the sheet, put it away and started making my way upstairs. I decided I was going to brush my teeth in the morning since it was already 1 o'clock and I was too tired. I was about to enter my room when I heard sobbing coming from my mother's room. I walked over to her door and slowly pushed it open.
"What's wrong?" I asked. My mother sat up in bed, leaning against the wall.
"Oh, Lindsay," she said as she quickly glanced up, "I thought you fell asleep on the couch."
I entered the room and shut the door behind me and said: "I did, but I couldn't really sleep well on that thing. Is everything all right?"
"It's just that..." tears rolled down her cheeks, "it's just... I miss your father so much."
My father died a few years ago due to cancer. It was a shock for all of us. My sister and I got over it after a few months, but our mother never fully did. The first week after his death, she would cry every day. After a while she accepted it, but she still cried from time to time. My sister and I had tried to get her dating again, but she never wanted to.
"Oh mom, it's all right." I said as I was walking over to her. I crawled next to her on the bed and hugged her tightly and said: "I miss him too." We sat there for a few moments hugging and I heard she stopped crying after a while. I stopped hugging, but took her hands in mine, looked at her and said:
"You know mom, it has been four years. Don't you think it's time to... you know, move on, find someone new?"
She shrugged. "I don't know... it's just..."
"It's not like you're not pretty mom, in fact you're beautiful."
And she was beautiful. She may be in her early forties, but she had no competition when it came to looks, or personality for that matter. Her long black hair always shone and it matched perfectly with her stunning green eyes. Unlike me she always had this darker skin as if she was always a bit tanned. She had the same thin red lips like I did. And her looks didn't stop there. She had an amazing body with amazing curves as well. I've never known her actual bra size, but it looked something like a C, and she had a cute small butt. Every man would kill to be with her.
"Thank you," she said, "I'm so happy I still have you and your sister."
"We will always be there for you mom, and we will always love you."
She pulled me closer and hugged me again. And this time, I couldn't help but notice her scent. It had something... special. It was intoxicating. I had never thought of my mom in a sexual way, but the way she smelled got me a little aroused. And the feeling of her breasts against mine didn't help at all. I tried to think about other stuff, but my mind always drifted back to her and her body. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't help it.
"Would you mind sleeping with me tonight?" she suddenly asked as she pulled away from me.
I snapped back to reality. "W-w-what... what do you mean?" I asked as I blushed.
"Just, you know, it's nice having someone lay in bed next to you once and a while."
"Oh, sure, no problem." I said. For a moment there I thought she meant sex.
We crawled under the sheets and she moved a bit closer to me. I could feel her heat on my skin and this aroused me even more. "Thank you." she said again and quickly fell asleep. I knew it was wrong, but my mind drifted off again and I pictured her naked in front of me. "No." I said to myself, but it was already to late. My cock was already fully erect.
And here was the only problem. When I had a hard-on, I couldn't possibly change my cock back into a pussy, I just couldn't. For me to change it, I had to think of myself with a pussy, but when I had an erection, the only things I could concentrate on were my throbbing cock and whatever it was that got me aroused. So I turned my back to her and hoped for the best. I got scared when she suddenly grabbed me by the stomach in her sleep, but luckily she let me go after a while. It was not long after that I fell asleep too.
My mom was already up and running when I woke up. I still had a raging hard-on and hoped that my mother didn't see it. I quickly ran to the toilet and jerked off. With all these thoughts about her, it didn't take long for me to cum. This is wrong I thought to myself. This is my mother. I shouldn't do this. With this in mind, I went downstairs. My mother had just left for work when I arrived downstairs. She was a math teacher in a high school about fifteen minutes from our house. I could see my sisters car in front of our house so I was pretty sure she was still asleep. I ate breakfast and decided to watch tv. I had to get my mind off of my mother.
Luckily I found a show about aliens. Even though it was ridiculous and it was about dangerous aliens trying to invade earth and killing all humans, it helped me think of Donza, who was of course the exact opposite. I wondered what she would think of me if she knew about my new sexual affection to my mother. Maybe it's because of my new cock I quickly thought to myself. Maybe my new body part released hormones or something. Maybe Donza had the same problem when she first got her cock. Ah, who am I kidding, she would probably be disgusted. And she would have good reason to, it was wrong. I hoped she would return soon, so my thoughts would only be fixed on her again.
I was so absorbed in my thoughts than I didn't hear my sister walk into the room and I jumped a little when she said: "Good morning little sis, whatcha watching?"
I quickly glanced at my sister who was already sitting on the other couch and said: "Hi, nothing really, some dumb show about aliens."
We watched tv for a while until I finally broke the silence.
"So, you got any plans for today?"
"Oh yeah, you don't know it yet... There are special activities in college for the freshmen the first week of school and the seniors have to help prepare them so I'm going to college for a few days. I'll try to be home by the end of the week."
"Oh, sounds like fun." I said.
"Yeah it will be."
I turned my attention back to the tv and my sister went to the kitchen. It took some time before it hit me. I was going to be alone with my mother for the next few days. This was a disaster.
The day went by far too quick. My sister spent all day packing her things, making sure she had everything she needed while I spent the entire day wondering what I would do about my mother. When our mom came home at around four o'clock we ate, my sister put her luggage in her car, said goodbye and drove off. My mother and I spent the rest of the evening talking about her work or about my studies. For my mother this was all very normal, but for me it was hell. I couldn't concentrate on what she was saying. My eyes always drifted towards her lips, her breasts or her ass as she walked by. In my mind I pictured her naked on my bed.
Fuck, this is wrong I thought to myself, I need to get out of here. "I'm going to bed mom." I quickly said.
She looked surprised. "Already? It's only 10:15."
"Yeah, I didn't sleep very well last night," I lied, "I'm pretty tired."
"Okay then," she said, "goodnight."