I couldn't help but feel a stirring, having seen my mother naked a few minutes earlier. I'd felt that stirring before, at various times since puberty. It was a stirring of lust, lust for my mother. It probably had to do with how close we were; she wasn't just my mom, she was one of my closest friends. It had been just the two of us for the majority of my life. She'd had boyfriends, but most of them didn't want "baggage" like me around. As a single mom, she'd worked very hard to keep us fed and sheltered, and money had always been tight. Thinking more about it, I realized that SHE was everything I'd want in a woman.
I then thought about the most erotic dream I'd ever had, one I remembered more than two years after having it. In it, my mother and I had made love, and she changed into a werewolf as we did. I'd erupted into my bedclothes as I awoke, and I'd masturbated a couple of times the next day, thinking about it.
I wasn't sure how, but I felt sure that I could make our lives better if I made this one wish. I excused myself for a minute, going to the bathroom. It's not that I felt nature's call, I simply wanted to make the wish privately, not wanting my mother to hear it if it didn't come true. "I wish my mother would change into a werewolf when I and only I have sex with her. I wish my mother would change back simply when I told her to. I wish my mother would be compliant with anything I ask of her." I'd intended only to make one wish, but simply rattled off three wishes, figuring they'd be harder to accidently misinterpret. So far the ring hadn't been malicious, but I didn't want to chance it.
I walked back to the living room; my mother was on the couch, watching tv. "Mom," I said, "would you please take off your shirt?" I held my breath, hoping the wish for her compliance would work.
"Sure, honey," she said, smiling at me as if I'd made a mundane request. She pulled the sweater off, her breasts hanging slightly, but still quite firm. I sat down on the couch, tentatively reaching out to touch them, looking at her face, waiting for her to say no. Slowly,I began to massage her left breast, still getting no sign of alarm. Her nipples hardened as I toyed with her. "I've been waiting for you to do this, honey," she said, her voice slightly deeper. I glanced up at her, seeing her eyes now yellow. "Do it, make me the beast!" she said, tugging at her pants.
I put my mouth to her quivering hole, tasting her juices. It began to quiver and pulse as I licked, a trail of brown fur sprouting upward.
I couldn't believe it; my dream was coming true.