‘Hi Stan,’ I grogged at him. He smiled broadly and gave my poor hand another squeeze and rattle before he released it. ‘You look like hell son..., must have been a hell of a trip,’ he boomed at me, he was taller than I was, and I’m six-foot-one. He also was heavier set, the look of a man who was powerfully built in his twenties and thirties, but is now on the wrong side of fifty. ‘Yeah…’ I managed to say. What the fuck was going on? ‘Go ahead and go back to bed honey,’ my mom said, ‘dinner is. It felt odd with the rubber but I soon found the spot and carefully slid the first inch or so into Sandra’s pussy.“Slowly…” Sandra muttered. “I have only had a candle in there before!” She grinned at me ruefully and I nodded.“Is that alright?” She nodded. “A bit more…” I shuffled forward slightly and another couple of inches went in.“Ooooooh fuck yesss....!” Sandra let out a long a low groan, almost a growl, as suddenly the full length of my cock slid into her pussy. I lay there balancing on. "Did you think I wouldn't notice the patterns?That I wouldn't see the changes? That I would be angry? That I wouldjust brush it off as your normal erratic behavior?!"I grimaced. "I-I j-just wanted-" I paused. Wait, I thought, did shejust-"I know what's happened!!" she declared, and gripped my shoulderstightly with her leather-gloved hands.This is it, I thought. Goodbye, sucktacular world."Your cache has cleared."......What?"That's what's happened," she said, a tremble appearing in her low. I really feel sorry for the poor kid. Can you imagine having a mother who is a certified slut before she turns sixteen? " The principal laughed, said she had to see this and moved her dripping pussy off my face. As she climbed off the table, I was now staring at my bloated belly between these huge tits resting on my chest. It was enormous. Just before I woke up screaming, it dawned on me that no enema in the world could make my belly grow like that. Somehow those bitches had turned me.