Pulling away, I made Ashley go back to work and forget what she had just done. I was shaking and my dick was hard, but I kept my self-control.
I looked at Mom, and she had a strange look in her eyes - a mix of excitement and fear.
"You did that. You did..." she waved at her own transformed body. "... this! It's ... incredible!"
"Mom, I'm sorry about that -"
She went on. "It's even wilder than your father! And you don't need whips or handcuffs!"
"Huh?"
Mom explained to me that my late father had ebeem not only her husband but her master. She was a sexual submissive, and got off on being commanded and ruled. No one had used her like Dad had, and she had worshipped his power.
Now I had power unlike anything she had ever seen ...
"You're like a god," she moaned, running her hand over my chest. "You could make me your whore, make me into someone else, mold me use me ... and all I could do is submit." She had scooted up to me, pressing herself against me and running her hand over my body. She was as bad as Ashley had been!
And this wasn't really part of the magic - this was my real mother! For the first time, I saw my mom for what she really was - a horny sex toy who got off on master/slave fantasies.
Ashley's lapdance and Mom's slutty worship had made my cock almost painfully hard. I grabbed her head and pushed it into my crotch. She got the hint and undid my pants, then gulped down my rod and gave me the wildest head-job of my life, right there in a crowded bar. A couple of people noticed us, and I wished them to be paralyzed. Mom glanced up and noticed my handiwork, which made her moan in pleasure and gulp on me harder. Soon, I was exploding in her mouth.
She sat up and I kissed her, a deep french kiss. I knew she was my mom, but there was something deeper now. I was a man, and she was a woman. Not just a woman, but a woman who needed a master.
With a wish, I made the two paralyzed persons follow us into the parking lot, then transformed them into birds. My deonstration of power made my mother moan.
I transformed her clothes into a off-the-shoulder tight leather microminidress that barely covered her crotch with thigh-high boots and platinum slave-bracelets. I also gave her a studded collar with a leash leading to my hand. I pulled her to the nearest car, pushed her down on it, and lost my virginity with savage thrusts into her cunt.
"My god!" she cried over and over. "my god! You are my god!"
Her constant climaxing drove me over the edge quickly, and I emptied my balls into her slutty incestuous body.
Panting with post-sex exhaustion, I idly commented "I wish every boy could know his mom like this."
TBC