Author's note: This is my idea. Don't use this story without my permission. This is for fun and does not reflect the author's views. Critical and supportive comments are allowed. Abusive comments are not allowed. If you don't like the idea of incest sex, then don't read this story.
Regarding the fact that this story is about a boy changing his past and present life when a sexual event happens, he is 18 years old or older, and sexual activities only consist of people that are 18 years old or older.
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Some people feel like they are missing out. That there are some parts of their lives that they haven't explored as much as they wanted to. But by the time they realize what was so great about those opportunities, they feel some hints of regret because they have already moved on from them.
On another quiet day of Fall 2016, the warm air gives him a feeling of drowsiness. This was his last year in junior college. But it wasn't anything special to him. He was just riding the bus back home after finishing the class. He wonders if anything exciting will brighten his day today. Video games, cartoons, etc.
Alex Ferris sat on the bus seat trying not to fall asleep. As he tries to think of something to help him cope with his boredom, but nothing seems to quell it. Alex looks out the window and stares at the various places the bus passes by. This was a habit that had been with him since he was kid whenever he was bored. But deep down, Alex knew that what he was feeling wasn't boredom.
This was depression weighing on his chest.
As Alex notices the bus coming up to his town square, he stands up and pushes the button above him to signal the driver to stop the bus. The bus driver responds by pulling the lever and stopping the bus. Alex grabs his backpack from his seat and walks off the bus onto the sidewalk. After the bus leaves, Alex looks both ways and crosses the street to begin walking back to his house.
He walks up to his house and uses the keys to unlock the front door. He walks up to his room and puts his backpack on the floor. With a heavy sigh, he lays down on his bed lying up. He looks around at the various stuff in his room. He looks at the video games stashed on his shelf, the unorganized comic books on his desk, the cartoon DVDs on the upper drawer above his TV.
Alex thought about playing some video games, but the repetitive gameplay lost its value to him and doesn't know how to find ones that suit his taste. Most cartoons nowadays have lost their touch like Spongebob, and Cartoon Network's shows that were great have stopped showing years ago (At least, these views on cartoons are mainly his opinion). He's not much of a comic book reader, but he has been trying to get the Hellblazer and Witchblade comics.
He looks at his Apple Mac laptop and thinks about masturbating to online porn but decides to do it later as he is too tired to try right now.
An hour later, Alex opens his eyes and gets his body down from the bed. He stretches slowly to get some energy back into his system. Alex looks in his mirror to see his short brown hair, green eyes, lanky build, white t-shirt and black pants and sighs to himself. He turns around and walks downstairs.
Alex sees his Mom, named Andrea Ferris, sitting on the living room couch watching her soap opera on TV. She also had short brown hair and green eyes but wore a brown sweater, and white pants with white slippers. She was rather dull looking, but this didn't bother Alex. His Mom turns to Alex and smiles upon seeing him. She says "Hi, Alex. How was college?"
"Eh, it was okay."
"Do you have any homework to do?"
"No, I finished it in tutoring."
"That's great and—...Are you okay? You sound depressed?"
"No, it's uh....It's nothing."
"Alex. I'm tired of you brushing off my concerns when you clearly are in pain. You've been like this since February. Now tell me what's wrong?"
Alex fell silent upon the reply. He looks away from his Mom for a bit and thinks about what's bothering him. He knows he shouldn't tell her as they have been through this song and dance before, but his growing desperation for a positive outcome just wouldn't let it go.
Oh Goddamn it.
"Why do we have to move to another state Mom?"
"Alex, I have told you plenty of times already. Your asshole Dad is selling the house because I'm not able to pay for the 'money' he claims I owe him for staying in the house after we divorced."
"But surely, there is somewhere else near around town we can move to!"
"I don't have enough money for any of the houses. Believe me, I've tried."
"Arrgh! It's not fair! You shouldn't have to pay for the house on his behalf because he fucked up on your marriage!"
"Yeah well...the house is technically his property, so he has the right to kick us out."
Alex kept gritting his teeth in frustration as his Mom kept destroying his unrealistic possibilities for a continuous living in their soon-to-be-sold house and walked away into the kitchen in a huff.
Mom, vaguely unimpressed and concerned for his temper tantrum, gets up from the couch and follows Alex to the kitchen. She walks behind him and gently places her right hand on his right shoulder hoping to calm him down without aggravating him even worse.
Alex turns around with a sullen expression on his face and eyes almost shedding tears, but he quickly rubs them off not wanting to add more stress to the situation.
Andrea frowns with sympathy and says, "Alex, I know things haven't been right ever since your Dad and I had a divorce. But that doesn't mean things have to be so bad, but only because you make it so."
"I know, Mom. It's just...I don't regret you splitting up with Dad. With the way he's been treating me over the years, it was for the best. I had so many plans in mind to enact after graduation. Things that I never bothered to explore when I was younger."
"Life rarely works out the way we want it to, Alex. Instead of thinking about what could've been, you should think about the opportunities you can grab right now or when we move to another state."
"I understand Mom. It's...uh. It's been difficult for me to adjust to this change. But I'm sure things will work out."
Andrea looked warily at her son not believing that he fully agrees with what she said, but she is relieved enough to know that he has calmed down. She walks over to the refrigerator and says "Why don't you go to your room and do whatever cheers you up and I'll call you down when I'm finished making pasta for dinner."
Alex calmly says "Ok." He walked upstairs to his room and closes the door. He looks to his computer and clicks on one of the Safari tabs that open to his Facebook page. He looks on whatever activities his three friends are doing online. His Mom has been asking if he wants to call over some friends to hang out if it would make him happy. But college keeps him busy nowadays, he's too invested in his hobbies (suffers from ADHD), and he can only spend time for 1 to 3 people for only so long as it is so mentally exhausting to be in a group of individuals. As such, he never gets to hang out with his friends as much he wants to or keep up with whatever portion of pop culture they are interested in.
He starts to get a hard-on while thinking about the incest mom/son porn he sees online. Alex is always aroused by the idea of a mother and son fucking each other without the father or anyone else suspecting them. While Alex would never try to commit this taboo with his own mother, he always wonders how awesome it would be if he had a sexy Mom that would be willing to engage with him in various sexual activities.
But as he was beginning to reach under his pants to start masturbating, he felt a strange lump in his right pocket and felt curious as he doesn't recall putting something there today.
He grabbed what was in his pocket, and it was revealed to be a star-shaped chocolate chip cookie covered in a plastic wrapper. Alex suddenly remembers that he DID get this cookie from a vending machine back in college, but he was too wrapped up in his depression to care about it. There appears to be a message written on the cookie saying 'Eat this cookie and your greatest wishes will come to life.'
