All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!
"Goodnight, Mom." George curled up in his bed on the floor. His mother had done a good job making it comfortable. But he didn't want to spend the night there.
"Goodnight, sunshine." Anna let her weight sink into the mattress. She was exhausted. What a crazy day. Certainly, singular in her lifetime. "Get some good sleep, we have a lot to do tomorrow." She rolled onto her side and put a pillow between her knees. She wore a modest nightgown and panties and felt quite cozy. "I love you, Georgie."
"I love you too, Mom." George sighed and closed his eyes. His mind went over everything that had happened, both heavenly and ghastly. He didn't think he'd ever fall asleep. Before he knew it, he was dreaming about finding a sailboat and setting out for home through a sea of stars. He woke with a start when someone shook his shoulder.
"You have the most adorable snore," A melodious woman's voice whispered in his ear.
"Mom?" George blinked in the pleasant darkness of the room. The hotel nightlight made a soft glow, and the window was filled with stars. He could see Earth shining as a bright, blue star almost in the middle. As he left his dreams behind, he gained some focus. A short, blond woman stood over him. "Mrs. Valentine? How did you get in here?"
"It's me, silly. It's Nossy." Kapnos put a finger to her lips. "Let's not wake your mother. Come with me to the bathroom," she whispered, taking his hand and pulling him from bed.
"Nossy? I wasn't sure." George let her lead him into the bathroom. She wore the same blue bodice, gloves, and skirts as before, but her hair was no longer pinned up. A satchel was slung from her right shoulder and hung on her left hip. When the door was shut behind them, he gave her a long hug. How strange that he was hugging his girlfriend, but she felt so different. This woman was built more like Edith, short and slight. He had to stoop to take her in his arms. He inhaled. She smelled familiar. Maybe Kapnos had a scent no matter who she was. The fragrance reminded him of fresh coconut. He smiled when she sighed contentedly in his ear and squeezed him back with thin arms. He realized he was only wearing his undershorts, and his erection was developing quickly. He laughed at how odd his life was.
"What's so funny?" Kapnos continued to happily press her cheek into his chest. She never wanted the hug to end.
"My life's funny." George separated them, held her frail shoulders, and studied her brown eyes. "I have questions."
"I bet you do." Kapnos nodded earnestly.
"Wait, if you're in here, is the barricade secure?" He looked at the bathroom door.
"It's secure. I pushed the barricade aside very gently, and then piled it high again." She adored the concern on his face. He would do anything for his mother. "I can slip into small spaces when the need arises."
George nodded. "Good to know." He cocked his head, studying her face. He guessed Gwendolyn Valentine was in her early thirties. "Why did you leave?"
"I couldn't continue as Delores. What was going to happen when we returned to the one-hundred-and-third floor? I found an opportunity to copy someone else. So, I left the note for your mother, and went upstairs to wait for you two." Kapnos frowned. "Are you mad at me?"
"How did you copy Mrs. Valentine? Is she alive?" He kissed her on the cheek to let her know that his sudden intensity wasn't anger. She looked visibly relieved, so he kissed her softly on the lips. He pulled back and waited for an answer.
"I won't hide secrets from you, George." Kapnos reached into the satchel and pulled out a rectangular plastic box. When she opened it, cooling steam escaped. "This was how I copied Mrs. Valentine."
George stared at the contents of the box. The container was designed to refrigerate something small. And that thing was an eyeball with a brown iris. Some of the optical nerve was still attached. "Gods, Nossy. What did you do?" He put a hand to his stomach, afraid he might be sick. His nascent erection vanished.
"You did it, actually." Her smile was tight and grim. "When you killed the creature that attacked your mother, it was full of body parts. It was somehow keeping those parts alive. I went back to the scene shortly after you saved your mother. Océane was kind enough to delay her cleanup for me. Eyes are particularly good for making copies. There was also a blue eye from an elderly man. I thought Mrs. Valentine would make a better new companion for your band of survivors, so I copied her and had Océane locate this case for me. With it, I should be able to harvest new DNA for several weeks." She closed the box. "Please don't look so revolted. I didn't kill her."
"No, it's okay. That was quick thinking." George sat on the toilet lid, trying to compose himself. "What was that creature? Surely, Mrs. Valentine died in the skyrmion burst. How is her eye alive?"
"It takes a while for all the parts of a person to die. Océane says she gave all the dead people to 'the newest guest' in a now broken deal. I assume it disassembled the people and kept their living parts... living." Kapnos shivered.
"Have you ever seen anything like this before? I mean, you must have. You've been around forever." George looked up at her, his stomach settling.
"I haven't seen anything like this. Not in this solar system or anywhere else." Kapnos shook her head. "But we'll leave the newest guest far behind. We're going to escape this place and... I don't know, maybe I'll stay with you for a while back on Earth. Would you like that?" Her infectious smile returned. "How have things been going with your mother? I'm sorry I haven't been able to guide you through the next steps. But you saw her hands, and sucked on her naked fingers! With my help, we might even get her to touch you with her hands. See, there's all kinds of things to look forward to. I can tell you all about her erogenous zones, too. If you can get her to bare her breasts, her nipples are a real hot spot for her."
"I know." George pushed the newest guest and its concomitant horror out of his mind. He would have time to worry about that later. He couldn't quite muster a grin, but he did feel his shoulders relax. Especially, when Kapnos put the box back in her satchel.
"Well, you'll want to tell her that..." Kapnos blinked and stared at him. "Wait... what?"
"Things have progressed with Mom a ton since we last talked." A smile finally returned to George's face.
Kapnos jumped up and down on her toes, squealing at a low volume. "You had sex? How was it? She's really tight, right? Did you find that spot deep inside her -?"
"Hold on, Nossy." George pulled her onto his lap and kissed her on the lips again. This time he let their tongues intertwine. Kissing her in a different body was both oddly new and familiar. When the kiss finished, she looked at him with questioning eyes. He sighed. "We didn't have sex. She's Anna Zaal, she's not going to have sex with someone other than Dad. Especially not me."
"Why especially not you? You're perfect." She reached down next to her hip and snaked her gloved fingers into his underwear. His cock was growing for her again.
"Because I'm her son."
"You have that backward. Especially because you're her wonderful son. She won't find deeper intimacy with anyone else, not even your father." Kapnos pumped his dick steadily as they stared into each other's eyes. "She made you, and tended you, and shaped you, and now you're a man of eighteen. She is now seeing what she made. And she loves what she sees. And she loves you all the more because she knows every scrape and fall you've had. She knows what you've overcome. I've seen it all before, George. She will give herself to you completely. Both of you will find true happiness in each other's arms." She stood up, removed her skirts and panties, and straddled him wearing only her bodice, gloves, and shoes.
"When you put it that way, I believe you." George looked down at the blond triangle between her pale, slender legs. Her pink pussy lips were wide and swollen, hanging down.
"Speaking of tight pussies, your cock is going to really resize me tonight." She lowered herself slowly, sighing as his fat cockhead parted her lips and stretched her out. "Such a thin line between pain and... aaahhhhhh... pleasure... with humans." She kissed him again. They made out while she slowly slid down his shaft. She backed away from the kiss and looked deep into his eyes. "Promise me... that whatever heaven you find in your mother's pussy... uuugghhhhh... you won't forget me. You'll... ooohhhhhh... make time... for me." Her mouth hung open as her body adjusted to the member now fully inside her.
"Of course... Nossy." He took hold of her ass. It was the smallest, tightest ass he'd felt. He stared at her bodice, wondering about her tits. They looked big for her slender body.
Kapnos grunted and undulated slowly on top of him. She followed his gaze. "You'd like to see my boobs? They're all yours, Georgie." She tore her bodice down the middle. She wasn't wearing a bra.
"I'm... really glad... you came back..." George was impressed. Her breasts were indeed large and hung high on her chest. Her nipples were small, which made the dramatic expanse of pale flesh seem even broader than it was. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, and dug his fingers into her ass cheeks.
Kapnos rode him slowly for a good long while, bringing herself to several low-key orgasms. She dared not slam down on him for fear of waking Anna. Eventually, she pulled him off her breast and whispered in his ear, "You're not going to cum this way, are you?"
