I'll Take It From Here

[Kripto]

I’ve been a good mom to my son. After his father left us, I worked hard to make sure Jeremy had every opportunity to succeed growing up. After leaving for college, we remained as close as ever. He never failed to answer the phone when I called. And then he met that fucking bitch Savannah. Suddenly my son had no time for me anymore. No more weekly visits, no answering my calls. I didn’t matter anymore. Only Savannah mattered. I tried to make nice with her when I met her, but she made it clear to me that I would be taking a backseat in their lives. I patiently waited for them to break up, but Savannah rightly saw my son as a catch, and Jeremy couldn’t see past her massive chest. So I wasn’t surprised when Jeremy broke the news to me via A TEXT that they were engaged. Something in me just snapped, and I knew I had to take control of the situation, because that tart was going to ruin my son’s vast potential. I was what he needed, not her! I thought about killing her, and almost went as far as to hire a hitman. But then I stumbled across something else on the dark web. Astral projection. I learned everything I could about it, like how it’s possible to project a soul across hundreds of miles into another vessel and have complete control. Of great importance was the fact that the bond musn’t be severed, or the possession could become permanent. I taught myself how to do it over the months leading up to Jeremy’s wedding. I played the doting mother, and supportive mother in law. I even threw Savannah a bridal shower and gave her a piece of lingerie that would make her giant boobs look delectable to my son. And then the big day came, and Jeremy said I do to that vile woman, and she of course did too, and they left for their honeymoon. I helped with cleanup, went home, and waited. When I thought the happy couple would be be about ready to consummate their marriage, I began to concentrate. I would resume my place as the woman in Jeremy’s life. I would encourage him, cheer him on, help him succeed, and be whatever else he needed. I felt my spirit leave my body and race across the astral plane. And then I felt the ground under me, specifically a tile floor that was cold against bare feet. I opened my eyes, and there was Savannah staring back at me in a bathroom mirror. She was wearing the black lingerie that I gave her at her bridal shower. I smiled and said, “I’ll take it from here, dear.” I exited the bathroom and stepped into a suite. My son was waiting for me. He was naked, his fingers around his manhood, keeping himself hard for his bride. I didn’t look away. Why would I? This was part of my role now. To give my son pleasure. His eyes about popped out of his head when he saw the outfit I wore. I KNEW he would like it. I crawled onto the bed and posed for him. In awe of this body he whispered, “You look so beautiful, Savannah.” I stiffened at the name. I knew I must accept it as my own, but I only need answer to it in public. “Darling,” I said seductively as I unzipped the front of the lingerie. “When we’re in the bedroom, there’s a pet name I want you to call me.”

His eyes focused completely on my new boobs, but his face nodded obediently like the good boy he was. “I want you to call me Momma.” I saw his penis twitch, and knew he liked that very much. He was soon saying it over and over as he came inside me. I held him after and stroke his hair like I did when he was little. I’ll let him recuperate, and then take me again. With any luck, he’ll get me pregnant with my first grandchild by the end of this honeymoon.

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Jealous mothers with power, great!