Giggles stood admiring herself in the mirror. As she touched her bodacious boobs, they gave a delightful squeak. She jumped at the
"adorable" squeaking noise her breasts made. Just then, her obnoxious ten year-old son walked in.
Kayla had always felt that her son had been too uptight and spoiled. He needed to lighten up and "clown" around. Now though, she could
make him do just that.
"Mom, what's for dinner? Oh my god! What happened!! You're a clown, not my mom!!"
Giggles rolled her eyes and seductively told the brat, "Why don't you clown arouse with me, sweetie pie?". She blew a kiss at her son, ad
it landed smack on his cheek.
His transformation had begun: