Author's notes: last chapter was shorter, but I wanted to set up some of the family relationships on Kelly's side, since the only family Max has is his mom and aunt. And going by the roadmap I made the last chapter was a single bullet point. Scratch that it didn't cover a single bullet point :/ I'm flying by the seat of my pants here. Anyway, Max is going to be getting some real length now. Hey, look at that I capitalized the m in Max. Also, I do want to reiterate that this is a slow burn story, each chapter has something sex-ish happening but the real meat and potatoes (i.e., the incest) won't happen till chapter 10. What I like to flesh out the storyline.
Chapter 4: a change of pace
For the first time in a long time, Max wakes up without remembering his dream.
"Odd, I wanted to defeat Magoth and tell paladin Kelly, I loved her"
I mentally huff "wait why am I awake?" I announce to the dark room. Flailing around for my phone it takes me a second to find it. Grabbing the dark rectangle, I check the time. 6 am.
"hmm maybe moms sexy body is making me need less and less sleep, awesome! "
I think as my mind process it. "Might as well get a workout in!" I say standing up.
Getting my workout cloths, I creep down the stairs to the basement trying not to wake my mom. Putting my headphones on I start my music, Huey Lewis and the news - fore, their most accomplished album. I think their undisputed masterpiece is "Hip To Be Square". Laughing at my reference I load up my weights and get to it.
Halfway through my routine, enjoying a rest in the workout I feel a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I see that it is my mom. Hair falling in its normal waves down to her shoulder, a vibrant ginger almost red color. In contrast to the hair, she's just wearing a simple silk pink robe leaving very little to the imagination. she gestures me to take off my headset.
"Mornin'" I tell her."
"Honey its 6:13 why are you working out!" she asks.
"I got a lot of energy to burn so why not, and besides heavy lifting helps me produce more testosterone, I think." I quote at her.
"Whatever you say Einstein, what do you want for breakfast?" she asks.
"Bacon and eggs? And a lot of it, I'm a growing boy!" I tell her.
"You got it Maxey" she says turning around.
"Hey mom, you look really beautiful this morning" I compliment her before putting my music back on.
♫ It's hip to be square ♫. Turning my back to her I resume my good morning exercise, my now visible 6 pack stating to bulge from the weight.
"The girls at school are going to love me!!"
I think to myself reveling in all my strength, newly grown muscles popping in a satisfying way.
Walking up the stairs, Gwen almost stumbles near the top, massive tits justling in her robe.
"He thought I looked beautiful, even though I just fell out of bed! "
I think to myself as I start breakfast for us both. Smiling like a schoolgirl, I get the eggs, bacon, and bread out so that my hungry, growing, and handsome man can eat as much as he wants.
"God he's just getting bigger and bigger, I wonder where he'll stop... "
my mind wanders as I cook.
"I wonder where will stop, God I've already... I've already given him a hand job, and his cock keeps getting longer and longer. I wonder if he wants to have a... a boob job, what did jerry call them? Tit job, n-no I can't do that, unless..."
Waiting for the toaster to finish toasting the bread, I hear the heavy footsteps of my son, ready to feed his hungering and growing body. I hear the basement door swing open, and Max strolls in. I look over and see his body shinning with a slick sheen of sweat covering his bare chest.
"He's just showing off now! "
I think as my eyes eat up my hunk sons developing body.
"Stop it, he's your son, you can ogle him like a male stripper!"
I mentally chide myself
"But good lord, those pecs are delicious and those arms, Kelly is one lucky girl... I'm one lucky woman to see this every day"
my brain train continues.
"You like what you see, mom?" Max asks with a smirk, cockiness coloring his tone.
"Mm-Max remember our rules, we can't... we can't go" I stutter out, and looking at him while he sits down and loads his food onto his plate and attacks it like a starving dog.
"I'm just asking an innocent question, mommy, besides I've gotta get showered or I'll be late for school!" he lays it on like an innocent lamb.
"Cocky man"
I think to myself with a small smirk.
"I think I'm going to drive to school today." He plainly states.
"What, too lazy to walk?" I grill him.
"I barley drive my car, might as well give it some miles" he explains "besides, everyone at school drives their fancy cars, I think it's funny that I'm driving a 35-year-old car."
"It was your birthday present for your 16th and 17th, might as well enjoy it!" I chime to Max,
"Took me months to hunt the damn thing down anyway, but he wanted it after he watched that Japanese cartoon"
I recollect the memory.
Max standing up, after eating his extra-large breakfast, walks up the stairs to the upstairs bathroom. I start to collect all the dishes and loads them into the dishwasher. Hearing the shower turn on upstairs, I fell a little relieved, loosening my silk robe a little bit,
"cooking your son breakfast with no underwear on, so naughty "
I chide myself again
"maybe when he leaves, I won't even put anything on!! Even when I work out, sounds like a plan!
"Getting excited by the idea, I make my way to my room so I can get 'ready' for the day.
Walking up the stairs, feeling my robe get looser and looser as I strut up the stairs,
"I can't believe my tits are growing again, last time I had to get them measured was.... After I had Max, g cup to a k cup, so glad that I had jerry otherwise id have not been able to afford a bra for these milk tanks."
So engrossed in thought, by the time I got up the stairs, my robe had completely fell off!! Snapping out of my thought, I look around for the lost garment "Airhead! your son is 1 wall over and you're walking around fully naked. What if he saw you like this "I say to the empty hallway.
"What if he did see you? Would you walk up to him and take his hungering cock in your hand? Jerk him off until he blew cups and cups of cum all over your nakedness? Get swept up in the heat of the moment? Take it in your tits? Your mouth? Your womb? "
The dark thoughts keep pelting my mind
"NO, I can't he's, my son! ...he's... he's..."
the more rational part of my brain trying to pull me back from the edge, but more and more it feels like that edge is getting smaller and smaller.
"Is that a bad thing? "
