I woke up the next morning with a general sense of unease. Today was the first day of yoga with Mom. Though I was happy to be helping her, I had no idea how to do yoga. Mom had sent me a text asking if we could start at ten, so I didn't have much time to think about it. Like a zombie, I ate breakfast and took a shower without much mind to what I was doing.
If I wanted to, I could use the remote to make Mom think I had helped her. But since I had used the remote to make her give me a blowjob, I felt like I needed to do something nice for her. I was glad we were doing it in the morning so it wouldn't be too hot. After I checked my schedule to make sure I wouldn't miss class, I headed out to the living room.
"Are you sure you want to help me, you don't have to if you don't want to..."
Mom stood in the middle of the living room, with her yoga pad laid out on the pale green carpet. She wore a blue hoodie that hid her upper torso. Beneath that, she wore black yoga pants that clung to her legs. Her face turned a bright red as she bounced nervously from one foot to the other. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey! Don't laugh at me," she said, crossing her arms.
I placed a hand on her shoulder. "Alright, I'm sorry. Trust me, if I didn't want to help you I wouldn't be here. Now, what's the first position we need to work on?"
That seemed to calm her down. She walked over to grab the book we were supposed to be working out of, which gave me a great look at her ass in yoga pants. The tight pants seemed to mold to her skin, showing me every curve on her body. The thin outline of her thong caused my lower regions to wake up. Was she wearing the same thong she had worn for her maid outfit? I pretended to be studying the ceiling as she turned back toward me.
"What do you think about this pose?" she asked as she pushed the book toward me.
I took the book from her hand, raising an eyebrow at the picture of the pose. It featured a woman bent completely forward at the hip leaning on a chair. The angle of the pose made me check to see if the book was meant for beginners. The title read: '30 Basic Yoga Poses For The Average Woman.'
Shrugging to myself, I handed the book back to her, "Looks kind of hard, but I think we can make it work. Let me go grab a chair and we can get started."
Once I returned from the kitchen, I placed the chair near the yoga mat. Mom stepped onto the mat and placed her hands on the chair. She began to move her feet back so that her body would be bent like in the photo. I watched as her steps became slower and her breathing became harder.
"Remember, breathe in and out. Once you're in the position we'll hold it for a few seconds." I tried to sound like a yoga instructor I had seen on a TV show once.
She sighed. "Could you help me a bit, honey?"
I stepped forward onto the mat. "That's what I'm here for."
She laughed before gesturing behind her. "Could you, um, get behind and pull me back?"
"Uh, okay," I replied. I stepped behind her, taking another look at her assets, and grabbed lightly onto her torso. "Like this?"
"No, further down. Try grabbing onto my hips."
My face turned red as I slid my hands down to her hips. Yeah, I had fucked her, but she was under my control then. This time she was asking me to touch her. I put one hand on the center of her back to help guide her body straight down towards the chair as I pulled her hips back. Her ass unintentionally rubbed against my crotch as she bent over. The added help I was providing was the final push for Mom to complete the pose.
We both froze, aware of the other's predicament. Unfortunately, Mom couldn't hold the pose for long and collapsed on the floor. The silence was broken by laughter as I helped her onto her feet. The chaos of the moment helped to calm my erection, but I knew another moment like that could come at any time.
"Why don't we start with some basic stretches for now."
The two of us continued to stretch and try some of the simpler poses in the book. Each new pose and stretch gave me a better look at her ass. It was perfectly rounded and ripe for squeezing between my fingers. I tried my best to clear my mind, but after an hour of yoga, I was a mess. Mom looked like a mess as well with sweaty strands of hair sticking to her face. We finished our last pose of the day and collapsed onto the ground.
"I think this is a good stopping point," I said, straining to get back on my feet. "Want some water, Mom?"
She smiled weakly at me. "Sure, honey, that sounds nice."
I walked to the kitchen, my mind a tornado of thoughts. This was so much worse than I thought. Being so close to her, while she wasn't under my control, drove me crazy. Three times I had to hide my erection so she wouldn't notice. At least this was making her happy, that made it worth it.
With my hands full, I went back into the living room. Mom had packed up all the yoga stuff while I was in the kitchen. She sat back on the couch and reached her hand out for the glass. "Thanks, honey, for everything today."
"Ah, don't mention it. This was fun."
She smiled again, causing my heart to skip a beat. "Fun enough to try again tomorrow?"
All I could do was nod. On the outside, I tried to look calm and collected. On the inside, I was worried about the feelings I was starting to develop. Did I have a crush on my mom? Yeah, again, I had fucked her, but that was different. This felt a hundred times more intimate. Realizing that I had let the silence drag on for too long, I quickly walked back to my room. I all could hear was Mom's laughter behind me.
"I'll see you after class, honey," she called after me
Even after the events of that morning, I hadn't forgotten about my plan. I would create my harem using the magic remote I had bought online. It wouldn't be any harem, it would be a harem of girls whose minds were changed to think they were related to me. After that first session of yoga, incest was becoming more and more appealing to me.
Before I could start my plan, I needed to know how powerful the remote really was. Pulling up the introduction video, I watched it to the end where they flashed a number onscreen. I still had time before class started, so I typed in the number and waited as it rang.
"Hello, this is Katie's Emporium customer support. How can I help you?" said the person on the other end. Their voice was like the voice on the remote.
"Hi, I purchased a magical remote from your website a couple of weeks ago and I had a couple of questions about it."
"Of course, what troubles are you having?"
"Where do I start... Okay, can I use the remote on two people at once?"
There was a brief pause. "You can control two or more people at once, but you must press the power button for each person. The remote must be facing them for it to work."
Well, that sucked, but at least I could control more than one person at a time. "Can I change the memories of a person?"
"Yes. Memories, personality, emotions, all of this can be changed with the remote. You'll have to describe the memories for them, but they will remember them as you intend them to."
"Is this legal?"
"Rest assured, if there are any legal concerns our legal team is ready to handle them. You just enjoy using our products to your heart's content."
I shrugged. If she wasn't worried, then there was no reason for me to worry.
"Alright, thank you. I think that will be all."
"Call again if you have any questions. Goodbye!"
Once I hung up, I didn't move for some time. My phone lit up as it came time for class. I picked it up and placed it in my pocket. With the accidental press of one button, my life had changed forever. And I planned to keep changing it until it was perfect.
Today I had one class: College Math. Throwing the remote in my pocket, I drove down to the college. It was an easy drive, but that didn't mean my mind was at ease. If I wanted to create my harem, I needed to find people without their own families. Well, I didn't need to, but it made the whole thing easier.
As I walked into my math class, I was surprised to find the whole class full. There was a wide variety of students, from older folks to those like me who were fresh out of high school. The professor hadn't arrived yet, so the students talked amongst themselves. None of the women in the class stood out to me, so I sat in an empty seat at the front and waited for class to start.
As the clock struck one, the door to the classroom opened. A tall, fit woman around the same age as my mom walked in. She had short dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. Her skin was tanned, her face covered in a light amount of freckles. She wore a t-shirt and jeans, both of them looking like they were a size too small. While her body was similar to June's, she had smaller breasts, but a larger ass. Once I got a better look at her legs, I noticed she had massive thighs.
"Good morning, class. My name is Dr. Larson. Welcome to College Math." She spoke in a firm tone, her eyes scanning the classroom. When her eyes met mine, she smiled but didn't say anything. Confused, I turned around to see if she had been looking at someone else, but the seat behind me was empty.
After that, class went by normally. She did a role call and then went over the syllabus. All of it seemed simple enough. While I tried to make it look like I was paying attention, I wasn't. I was wondering how Dr. Larson could fit into my plan. An older sister perhaps? That didn't seem realistic as she was around the same age as Mom. An aunt? Maybe, but I didn't want to have too many aunts. Then my thoughts turned to Mom and how lonely she was after Dad died. Would Mom want to remarry?
After that thought, I checked Dr. Larson's hands for a ring. Thankfully, she didn't wear any. Still, I needed to do more planning before I finalized anything. It was hard not to laugh at how crazy that sounded. Here I was planning to mind control my teacher, who else but I could say that for real?
Of course, the remote had been listed publicly online. It was possible others had the remote and were using it for their own desires.
"Mr. Green, why don't you come up to the board?" asked Dr. Larson, gesturing to a math problem she had written on the board.
