The Seed

There was someone else in the bedroom with Sanantha, and it wasn't a woman. Herb saw the broad shadows of a man. He was about to step away when he heard Sanantha say, "Come in, Ihan. Don't be shy."

The lights turned on as he approached. He saw a naked man with a big chest in bed with her. The man was covered in sweat. The room reeked of sex.

"You've met Ihan, haven't you, Egold?"

"We've been... acquainted," said Egold, giving a smile.

Herb found himself staring at Egold's cocksure grin.... and his enormous cock, which was far bigger than his.

"Was there something you wanted to tell me, Ihan?" Sanantha asked.

"Uh, yes. Vanillah has started seeding some of her students. She seeded three today."

"Three! She's a hard worker. Harder than you, Ihan!"

"Yes, Mistress," said Herbert.

She sat up in bed, exposing her heavy blue nippled breasts. "I have a new mission for you, Ihan. I want you to seed another mature woman. This one is unmarried. Does that meet your sensibilities?" She smiled at him mockingly.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Her name is Lydia," said Sanantha, staring intently at him with her green eyes.

"Lydia?" Herb swallowed. "I... I have a mother named Lydia."

"What a coincidence!" she said, as Egold laughed.

"You... you want me to Seed my own mother?" Herb asked.

"Yes," said Sanantha.

In that moment Herbert understood what all his training, all the desensitization had been for. It had been leading up to

this.

They wanted him to fuck his own mother.

"You... you wouldn't want her," said Herb, starting to sweat.

"Really?" Sanantha sat up on an elbow, making her heavy blue tipped breasts sag. "And how exactly do you know who I would or would not want?"

"She... she's a drug addict. You told me you didn't want inferior slaves, like Kate."

"Yes, the girl with the scars. I remember her, Ihan," said Sanantha darkly. "Thank you so much for your concern, Ihan! I am so glad you are focused on bringing me top quality slaves! But you see, I gave you the seed for not just one but two distinct reasons."

"T-two reasons?"

"Yes," said Sanantha. "The first being that I

screaned

that you had the potential to be an amazing Seeker. And I was right." She glanced at Egold, who flashed a supportive if not exactly sincere smile.

"But the other reason was what I saw in your mind when I

screaned

it. That you had a mother who liked to sing." She stared at him pointedly.

"Yes... my mother used to sing in a choir... but she hasn't done that in years," said Herb.

"Then maybe it's time she started once more," said Sanantha. "Do you realize how important this is, Ihan? If your mother has the voice of the angels, if she can cause the Fruit of Life to grow, she may be the one to walk the Pattern. She may be the one who can free Omni from his confinement. She may be

Karinko

! No stone must be left unturned." She stared at him sternly.

Egold also gave him a hard stare. For some reason Herb found the big man more threatening than his Mistress.

Herb shifted uncomfortably. "Even if I wanted to give my Mom the seed, she won't let me have sex with her. She's my Mom! And she hates me!"

"You will find a way, Ihan," she said.

"But... I don't know how!" said Herb.

Sanantha slammed a hand on her nightstand, making him jump. "I'm sick and tired of this shit! Either you are Ihan, a warrior slave of the Iskari Empire, and you will do this, or you are little whiny Herbert Rayburn who I have been

much

too lenient with and needs some quality time on the Tree of Life! Which are you?" Her blue tits stuck out accusingly at him.

Sweat dripped off of Herb's neck. "I... I am Ihan, Mistress."

She stared at him for a long moment. So did Egold.

They

must

know I'm lying,

Herb thought.

"Good," Sanantha nodded. "Then go and seed Herbert Rayburn's Mom, Ihan."

********

"I don't know how I'm going to do this!" Herbert said. "I really don't know how I'm going to do this!"

Relax, Ihan.

"You relax! I'm good, I'm really good, but there is no way in the world I will be able to persuade my Mom to let me fuck her. No way!"

I'll help you.

"Why? Why would you help me? Why wouldn't you just let me fail, so Sanantha can put me on the Tree, and you can have my body to yourself?"

You amuse Sanantha. That is why she has not yet put you on the Tree. Any other master would have by now.

"But that doesn't explain why you're helping me."

Well... sometimes, you amuse me too.

Herb looked surprised.

Now, I'm going to help you give Lydia the Seed. It won't be difficult, but the timing will have to be just right.

"This I have to see to believe," said Herb.

********

When Herb got home he found Evie. "Where's Mom?" he asked.

"Meditating," said Evie, rolling her eyes.

They both knew what that meant.

Perfect. Our timing couldn't be better. Go to her, Ihan. Go to her now!

Herb cautiously entered his mother's bedroom. "Mom?" he said, looking around tentatively.

He found her snoring, face down on her bed, totally nude. His mother's enormous ass cheeks looked up at him. On her nightstand he found a container of Methacondone, still unopened, and another vial, an unlabeled vial with a little brush sticking out of it.

Anal Dissolve.

This is perfect Ihan. Her mental defenses are down. Give her the seed now!

"You want me to fuck my Mom while she's in a drugged out stupor?"

No, Ihan. Just give it to her!

Herb, without know what to do,

knew

what to do. He felt the Psychic Seed forming in his mind, getting bigger, getting stronger. He stared at Lydia's big, flabby ass cheeks. In moments she would be starting down the road to slavery, to become an obedient slave of Omni and the Iskari Empire, just as he was.

He felt the seed getting bigger and stronger in his mind.

No, I shouldn't do this!

Herb knew if he gave her the Seed, she would not only be enslaved, but she would have a hungering... a hungering for

him

. His own Mom would develop cravings for having sex with him!

Herb didn't know how he felt about that. His relationship with his Mom was antagonistic at best. They didn't hold each other in high regard. But what if she changed? What if she became more pleasing to him? He realized now the purpose of his training, to lead him to this very moment.

Sanantha had been training him to fuck his own Mom!

Herb looked at his mother's enormous flabby ass cheeks. Could he do it? Could he fuck his own Mom?

The decision was made for him. He felt the Seed straining to get out of his head. He bit his lip, trying to hold it back. But his efforts were about as effective as trying to restrain an orgasm after the tipping point had been reached. Herb gasped and felt the Seed shoot out of his head like sperm shooting out of his cock. He sensed it moving into his mother. Her body and her heavy ass cheeks jerked for a moment, and then she was still.

It was done.

********

That evening his mother came into the kitchen. "Hey you two!" she said.

Herb's eyebrows shot up.

Evie was astonished. Mom was

cheery!

"Mom? Are you... all right?"

"Never better!" Lydia hugged Evie. "Oh my darling daughter!" And then she hugged Herb, and kissed him on the cheek. "And my handsome son!"

"Now I know something is wrong with you! Are you still on an Anal Dissolve high?" Evie asked.

"Nope! I slept it all off," Lydia grinned. "But I feel so good now! I may not need it again for a while!" She turned to Herb. "How are you doing, Cutie?"

"Me?" said Herb.

"Are you my cute, handsome son?" She pushed her way onto his lap, and wrapped an arm around him. "You're so handsome. So brilliant!"

"Mom! What's wrong with you?" Evie cried.

"Why dear, whatever do you mean?" she asked, as her hand fondled Herb's cheeks tenderly.

"You're usually so mean and angry and miserable! But now you seem so... so high!"

"I am high, dear! High on life!" She jumped up and started to sing. "We, who want to be free! We, who want to be free as much as we can beeeee!"

Evie and Herb exchanged astonished glances.

Mom hadn't sung in years.

********

When Herb got up the following morning, breakfast was all laid out for him... and so was Lydia. "Good morning, dear!" she said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. She sang in a high pitched voice. "Breakfast... is on the taaaaable!"

Evie, looking sleepy and cranky with scrunched up eyes, said, "Mom. You've gone mad."

"Yes! Mad for my beautiful children! My lovely daughter!" she said, giving Evie a hug. "And my extra special, extra sexy handsome young man!" she said, giving Herb a hug too.

Evie looked at Herb. "Does Anal Dissolve give euphoria?"

"Not this kind," said Herb.

"Eat! Eat! Nourish your bodies!" said Lydia, staring at them as if they were lab rats.

As Herb ate his breakfast he was uncomfortably aware of his mother's stare directly at him. Her hair had become thicker, her lips meatier. With her new look and carefully washed and combed hair Herb realized that his 40 year old Mom looked...

attractive. Would he soon be putting his penis inside of his Mom's vagina?

As he ate, Lydia rubbed his arm. "My handsome boy! My handsome boy-man! My handsome man-man! You are a man, aren't you? Of course you are, I saw it with my own eyes! You and that teacher of yours, in your own bedroom!" She rubbed his arm more feverishly. "How bold! How very manly and bold!"

"Mom! I'm trying to eat here!" said Evie.

"Then eat!" said Lydia, glaring at her daughter. But when her face turned back to Herb, she was once again all smiles. "What time are you coming home today, dear?'

"The usual time, Mom."

"Maybe we can do something. Spend more time together." She gave him a sly look. "You know... mother-son bonding time?"

Herb highly doubted that Lydia wanted

mother-son bonding time

. He

strongly

suspected she wanted bonding of a very

different

kind. The seed must be driving her

crazy

. He remembered how infatuated it had made him when Sanantha first gave it to him. He remembered being driven to return to her apartment again and again, to fuck her and be fucked until his seed grown and his True Identity was revealed.

"Yeah, maybe," said Herb. He had mixed feelings about Lydia's new personality. On the one hand, it was actually pleasant to see her being so nice to him. On the other hand... on the other hand... she obviously expected something from him that he wasn't sure he could give.

Evie gave him a dark look, and Herb looked down into his Space Cereal.

********

"My dear dear boy!" Herb was nearly crushed with an enormous hug as soon as he came through the front door later that day. Lydia had evidently been looking out the window, waiting for him. He felt her large breasts pressed against him.

She had changed clothes, too. Lydia wore a low cut shirt which showed off her heavy breasts. She also wore a short skirt that one didn't normally see on a 40 year old woman. And as she pressed against Herb he felt something else. Something rigid.

Lydia gave him a shit eating grin as she ground her pelvis against his. "So nice you see you, my handsome, handsome son!"

When she pulled back Herb saw what had pressed against him. It was a chikdik! His Mom

never

wore a chikdik! The phallus stuck out of her miniskirt at a 45 degree angle.

"Mom... you're wearing a chikdik," said Herb.

"Yes! I bought one today just for you, my dearest handsome sexy son!" she smiling brightly.

"Just... for me?" said Herb.

"Of course," she said, smiling at him. "What do you think?" She twirled around, her miniskirt going upwards, showing her shapely thighs. When it came back down the chikdik once again stuck out, pointed straight at him. Lydia looked so different now with her perfectly combed curly brown hair, her heavy breasts exposed, and the strange light in her eyes.

"It's... nice," said Herb.

Lydia frowned. "I was hoping for more than merely nice!" She grabbed him tightly and kissed him strongly. As she did her hands moved down, down down Herb's back in a way which excited him. When her hands reached his ass, she caressed his ass cheeks, stroked them, and then squeezed them!

"Mom!" Herb cried, jumping back.

"You're mine! All mine! I made you!" she grinned. "Better get ready for dinner. I'll bet you've worked up quite an appetite." She winked at him and turned away, wiggling her ass with every step.

*********

Somehow, Herb was making love to his mother.

He didn't remember how she had gotten there, but she was totally nude and he was pounding between her legs. How had this happened? He strained to remember, but couldn't.

"Harder, son, harder!" Lydia said. "Oh, I've wanted this for such a long time!"

"I have too, Mom!" said Herb, but the words seemed wrong. Everything seemed wrong. What was happening here?

He thrust harder, and harder, felt his penis getting tighter and tighter, and then-

-gasped as he sat up in bed.

It took him a few seconds to realize he was alone, in bed.

It had been a dream.

Or a nightmare?

Herb got up and padded to the kitchen. He customarily slept in his underwear, and he still sported an enormous erection, but he was sure Mom and Evie were long since asleep, so he didn't bother with a bathrobe.

But when he turned around from the stasis freezer he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Hello, son."

Lydia was wearing a sheer white nightgown he had never seen before. Her breasts were clearly visible inside of it. Her hair was perfectly combed as if she had made herself up for this occasion. Her red lips were full, and her eyes were filled with hunger.

"Mom! What are you doing here?" he cried.

"I live here," she smiled, taking a step forward.

Herb took a step back.

"Are you hungry, son?" She asked, her eyes darting downwards.

Herb blushed and immediately covered his groin with his hands.

"There's no need to be shy," she said, her eyes sparkling with lust. She leaned forward and gave him a kiss of the world. Despite himself Herbert moaned.

"Show me," she whispered. "Show me, Son."

Herbert reluctantly took his hands away.

"So big!" Lydia said, staring at the outlines of his penis through his underwear. "I never dreamed it was so large." She stared at him with the same hungering in her eyes. "Show me more, son. I want to see more." She saw his reluctance. "Please," she whispered, kissing him again, making him very, very aroused. "I want to see your cock!"

Herb, not quite knowing what he was doing, lowered his underwear to his knees.

He was showing his erect penis to his mother!

"Amazing!" said Lydia. "I've never seen a cock so big!" She stroked it with a single finger, looking into his eyes. "How did the tip get blue, son?"

"I.. I...." he struggled to explain.

"And your balls! They've gotten so big too! You must give girls heavy loads," said Lydia, giving him a sly smile. Her roving finger moved up and down, a simple minimalist touch which excited Herb beyond reason.

"The heaviest," Herb gasped.

"I'm sure," Lydia grinned. She leaned back and stretched, showing off her breasts, and looked pleased when she saw him staring at them. Then she reached down and lifted up his underwear once more. "That's better. We wouldn't want Evie to see you like this, would you?"

Herb shook his head, looking down at his enormous erection which was now making an embarrassing outline of his underwear.

He still couldn't believe he was standing in the kitchen in the middle of the night showing his mother his erect penis!

Lydia looked down at his cock and gave him a mocking smile. "Evie might get the wrong idea. The idea that you're attracted to your dear, sweet Mom," said Lydia sweetly, looking at the enormous imprint of his shaft on his stretched underwear. She gently traced the outlines of it through the thin layer of cloth. "Tell me, Son, how did it get so hard tonight?"

"I... I had a dream," Herb said.

"A sexy dream?"

Herb nodded.

"About anyone in particular?" She gave him that sly smile.

Herb nodded again.

Her finger which had touched his penis grazed his bare arm. "Well, I'll leave you to it then. Sweet... dreams... my dear, handsome son."

As she left, her sagging, heavy ass cheeks were clearly visible in her transparent nightgown.

*********

"She touched my penis. But only for a moment!" said Herb.

"Well, if it was only for a moment, I guess it didn't count," said Egold.

Sanantha, who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, laughed, and somehow that irritated Herb. What was Egold doing here all the time now?

Herb said, "I... I could have sex with her now. She's still partially restraining herself, the Seed hasn't totally taken her over yet, but it would be easy enough... if you want me to."

Chop. Chop. Chop.

"Is that what you want, Ihan?" Sanantha asked, giving a lusty grin.

Chop. Chop. Chop.

Then she added, "No."

"No?" Herb felt disappointed and relieved.

"The idea must come from her. You should neither resist her advances nor encourage them. Let

her

make the move. When the seed growing inside her has sufficiently matured, it will happen naturally, as nature intended," said Sanantha.

"Enjoy it," said Egold. "It's not every boy who gets to enjoy being chased by his own Mom. You do enjoy it, don't you Ihan?"

"I... of course," said Herb, feeling both their eyes on him.

********

"Herb, can you help me get this collar off?"

Herb looked up from the holoshow he had been watching. His mother was wearing a breast control collar and panties, nothing else.

"I think it's stuck," Lydia explained.

Herb nodded and stood up while his mother turned around. He unhooked her breast control collar, and it came flowing down her arms.

"Oh, that was easy," she said with a grin, as she flew into his arms. For the first time his mother pressed her bare breasts against him. Lydia had heavy breasts but they sagged, pointing straight downwards. Nevertheless there was something arousing about his topless Mom hugging him, even though he still had a shirt on.

She's trying to turn me on!

Lydia looked into his eyes. "You know, you have your father's eyes. I could never resist those green eyes." She leaned forward and kissed him strongly, passionately.

Herb groaned as his own mother made out with him. "Mom!" he cried, as he felt his penis starting to assemble inside his pants.

"I... I don't know what's wrong with me, Herb," she said. She ran her hands up and down his arms. "Lately I've been getting all these feelings... thoughts... urges... urges involving you." She gave him a guilty smile. "I know it's wrong! I know it's totally, totally, improper! But I can't help myself! You have such an incredible body!"

Her eyes were filled with hungering as she stared at him with a sexy smile which made him uncomfortable. And then Lydia kissed him again.

"Oh, Mom..." Herb groaned as her lips stimulated his entire body. He could feel his penis getting harder now.

"You like?" she asked cheerfully.

Herb nodded, feeling embarrassed.

"And what about these?" she asked, looking down at her breasts. "I know they sag a bit, but they can be feel really good in your hands. Touch them, Honey. Let me know if you like them," she pleaded.

She was so sexy! Herb could not deny her. He reached out and tenderly touched his mother's breasts. It was not at all like touching Sanantha or Kathy Sullivan's breasts. Sanantha's breasts had been bigger, and firm, without a hit of sag. Kathy Sullivan's breasts sagged a bit, but Lydia's breasts lost their entire shape when released from her control collar. They pointed straight downwards. It was like they were made of flesh colored pudding.