This choice: Your mother has retained some of my personality in her, even though I left her. • Go Back...Chapter #18Your mother has retained some of my personality... by: DocVS   Jezzer grinned as he wiped his mouth with your sister's arm, stained with spaghetti sauce. "You know...call this a hunch, but I think some of ol' Jezzer is inside her so that's why she is acting this way, hehe..." His hand idly groped Heather's supple right breast while smiling, fairly satisfied with his simple explanation.
"W-Wait.." you question, blinking your eyes. "You mean to tell me that my mom," you point to your loving mother casually relaxed on the couch, her legs spread apart rather lewdly on the table, taking a large sip of her beer bottle while flipping through the channels, "is now acting like you?"
Jezzer folded his delicate arms underneath Heather's generous breasts. "That's the basic idea Sherlock." He leaned over to you, whispering, "If you don't believe me, then watch this..."
Jezzer immediately stood up straight, adjusting the top Heather was wearing and quietly walked to the living room, as you followed closely. Approaching your mother, he immediately stood in front of her, blocking your mother from the television set.
Your mother looks up, a little startled. "Oh! Hi sweetie. How was dinner? Y-You still got a bit of spaghetti sauce on you Heather, you better go and..clean it up or something," she says, acting a little nervous.
Jezzer licked the remaining sauce off with Heather's moist tongue before replying, "Yeah, thanks. Gotta love cold spaghetti. Look, you're not fooling anyone. Why don't you just drop the act?"
"Act?" asked your mother, confused. "What act? You're blocking the television, Heather sweetie, and I need to relax. I've had a v-very strange day..." You notice that your mother's fingers are idly slipping down underneath her panties again.
"C'mon on 'Mom' - you and I both know that we prefer a nice feel of our pussies and a cop of our big titties to just jacking off on the Playboy Channel" chuckled Heather, now reverting to Jezzer's gruff, deep tone. "Isn't that what you're watching right now?"
You can barely make out the audible high-pitched gasps and moans of someone obviously getting stimulated and pleasured, confirming Jezzer's astute observation. "Shiiiitt..." your mother says, reverting into Jezzer's exact same tone. "Ok...you got me I'm actually Jezzer."
"No..actually you're my clone, hehe.." smiled Jezzer, pointing Heather's finger at himself. "I'm the real Jezzer; I was originally in your sexy big-breasted body earlier but your 'son' protested so I got out. When I did, part of me was left inside you!"
"Holy shit," growled your mom, cupping her breasts more overtly now that the charade was over. "So I'm a copy of you?"
"Yep," winked Heather/Jezzer. "But I'm gonna be needing that body back in a little bit. I have something I have to do with it."
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