“I told this old guy about my mom passing, and he gave me this.” Matt says holding out a remote, “Said it would help my dad, and help me get a mom.”

You give him a skeptical look, doubting some weird remote looking thing could do anything for his problem. Matt’s mom had disappeared years ago, leaving him and his dad in a total state of shock. The two of them were never the same after, fear of abandonment keeping the two of them from even looking at a woman.

“What are you gonna do, take control of someone?” You ask mockingly as you read the labels on the remote, cringing a bit at the ‘Boob’ and ‘Arousal’ settings.

You try telling Matt that what he’s holding is a weird cosplay toy for strange couples, but he insists the guy that gave it to him seemed to know what he was talking about. You argue back and forth about the stupidity of the remote, only stopping when Matt jokingly points it at you before hitting a button. You suddenly feel much lighter, and see a look of excitement on Matt’s face that makes you fear the worst as your manhood slurps up between your legs.

“He was right!!” Matt exclaims, backing away from you as he continues changing you with the remote.

Every button that Matt presses makes you shiver, a body part shrinking or rearranging as you moan. Matt then focuses on the breast settings, laughing as he maxes out roundness and increases your cup size. Soon your height starts to diminish even more, your torso becoming much shorter as your legs lengthen. Then your shirt turns into sheer nylon, wrapping around your neck as your gold chain turns into a bondage necklace. You can no longer think of Matt as anything besides Master, and try grabbing the remote one last time as Matt turns your hair bright orange.

By the time you get near Matt large hoop earrings swing from your earlobes, and shiny pink lipstick makes your pouting lips glow. The desire to grab the remote fades, and you feel your focus drift away as Matt’s musky scent fills your nostrils. You suddenly notice your plush boobs bouncing, and giggle ditzily as you reach out to touch Matt’s handsome face.

Just a stroke of his beard makes your new panties wet and your knees buckle, making you fall into the couch as Matt goes back to the remote. He continues increasing your bust size, laughing maniacally as he changes you from slave to maid. Your sheer outfit turns into a tight white tee shirt, and jeans that painfully squeeze your thighs.

Matt doesn’t let your lustful begging stop him in any way, and watches with a smile as your growing thighs rip through the tight jean shorts. Your bright hair recedes up to your shoulders, and you feel a burst of euphoria as Matt turns up your arousal.

You reach out for his crotch, begging for him to stand still as he backs away. His hands still active on the remote, making your thoughts and memories swirl into a cloud of slutiness. Every girl you ever slept with turns into a man, the position they’d been bent over in now your own. Every waking moment in your memory is now affected by your giant breasts, their swinging and jiggling basically the forefront of any interaction. Any movements you make now get exaggerated by your sensitive chest, your nipples always erect from rubbing into your braless shirts.

Looking down you see massive cleavage, accentuated by nipples that could cut through diamonds. You gasp as Matt reaches for your chest, but your hands are too busy with your pussy to stop him from pulling your shirt down. The feeling of your breasts swinging freely as you masturbate makes you orgasm on the spot, your sweaty body squealing in ecstasy as you lactate and writhe on the couch.

“Maybe being a maid is a bit demeaning…” Matt trails off in thought, “My dad’s been dating for a while already, and I feel like I owe him something really good after all these years…”

You want to be shocked or terrified at what Matt’s suggesting, no way do you want to be his stepmom!! But when you think about the benefits, like his dad’s cock…

“Don’t worry mom, you’ll love your new life…” Matt says confidentially, pushing buttons on the remote as new memories enter your mind.

“But I’m like, your stepmom, not-” You try slapping your hand over your mouth, rolling your eyes when your palm politely covers your plump lips.

You watch in fear as Matt presses more buttons on the remote, caking your face in makeup and changing your outfit. Soon you look like the stepmom from a porno, your giant tits in a push-up bra to accentuate your bust.

Matt’s boner makes your mouth water, but you can only think of him as a little boy that you need to take care of. Your pussy flushes as you think about Matt’s father, and you lick your lips as you look forward to him coming home from work.

“So you’re just my slutty stepmom, no funny business?” Matt asks, clearly super horny and desperate to fuck.

“That’s like, a little inappropriate, young man. I’m your stepmommy now, so no calling me slutty or whatever!” You tell Matt, debating whether you should tell his dad about his weird outburst.

“When I made you my slutty stepmom I wanted the benefits!” Matt exclaims, frantically pushing buttons on his weird remote thingy.

You suddenly feel your ass inflate, and your hips swell out to accommodate the new size. Your pants tear in half as your boobs start to balloon out, tripling in size and ripping your shirt to shreds. Then a tight dress squeezes your new hourglass figure, making you stand like a centerfold as your hair shortens a bit more. The feeling of lust and craving for Matt’s dad intensifies ten fold, now an all encompassing attitude toward any man.

The second your eyes lay upon Matt’s tented pants your legs start moving, your ass swings from side to side and you lick your lips as you approach the smiling hunk. Each step creates an earthquake in your chest, and you blush as your nipples dig into the coarse fabric of your dress. Matt’s arms can barely contain your waist when he grabs you, but you just push him into the couch and hungrily impale yourself on his cock.

He grabs and fondles your hips, squeezing at your curves as you milk him dry. Your lips meet as his hands grip your boobs, and you moan into his mouth as he manipulates them expertly. You feel precum trickle into your folds, and hold yourself down in Matt’s lap as the vein on his cock bulges into your pussy. You scream like a bimbo pornstar when he finally shoots his load, filling you with warm delicious cum that puts your body in a state of nirvana.

Your body is so overwhelmed in orgasm, your muscles are paralyzed by bliss. Your curvy body rests on Matt’s, his cock still throbbing inside you as you struggle to open your eyes. He manages to slip out from under your convulsing body, thoughtfully getting you a drink as your orgasming womanhood absorbs his wonderful cum.

“No stop!!” Matt cries when he opens the door, holding his hands out to defend himself from the remote’s powers.

“Stop what? You like, totes were playing with this before we fucked, I think I should get a turn; don’t you think, silly?” You giggle, pointing the toy remote at Matt.

“Please don’t do th-” Matt suddenly stops talking when you press a button on the remote, his body instantly shrinking as his hair grows out.  

“That was programmed to like, totes like, whoa my brain!!” Matt laughs like a schoolgirl, his feminizing voice growing in age as wrinkles begin to form next to his closed eyes.

You frown as you watch his enormous cock slip into his crotch, opening into beautiful folds that immediately begin to drip. The changes move up to his stomach, where all the fat moves up to his chest. His pudgy belly now sits under enormous titties, and his shirt stretches across his body to form a tight maroon dress.

“Like, give me that remote, you total frikkin bimbo!

Don’t you dare like, change me again!!” Matt warns, his anger making you laugh from the way ditzy he talks.

You playfully hit some more buttons on the remote, making Matt’s boobs somehow grow even more. The age disappears from his face, and your maternal instincts resurface as your daughter’s dress turns into a skimpy bikini. The flabby belly from before is now a tight tummy, and you quickly pull out your phone to record your daughter’s seductive posing.

She bounces her boobs for the camera, giggling as you compliment her amazing body. She then runs outside, telling you to follow her for better pictures on the balcony. You gasp when she grabs her tits, but continue filming the happy model.

You laugh as she begs for the remote between giggles, Matt’s subconscious still able to fight against the remote’s power as his body acts like a bimbo. Matt’s eyes glaze over as you tease her some more, pressing every button on the remote twice before giving it to Maddy.

Her manicured hand gently places the remote in your cleavage, and you watch in awe as her body lengthens and slims. Her waist cinches in as her bikini shrinks, the two boobs on her chest now defying gravity as her facial features sharpen. Her hair becomes silky smooth, and you gush with pride as your sexy daughter poses her perfect body.

Suddenly the door opens, and you look your daughter in the eye, “DADDY’S HOME!!” You both squeal in unison, rushing for the front door as Matt’s dad walks in.

“Like, check out these pics of your stepdaughter!” You giggle, rubbing Mr Lech’s crotch as he looks at your daughter’s body.

“You guys seem ready to go!” Your husband laughs, giving his stepdaughter a kiss as you get on your knees.

Maddy joins you on the floor, and you show her how to properly satisfy her stepfather.