You feel a strange chill as you slowly start to wake up. You slowly open your eyes. As they adjust to the light, you realise that you're no longer inside your mother's vagina. You're in the palm of her hand.
"So, how was it in there?" your mom asks with a smile.
"It wasn't too bad", you reply. "Once I got used to it. I had a look around".
"I know", your mom replies. "I could feel you".
You sense the mood become a little more serious.
"We need to talk", your mom says as a nervous look appears on her face. "Because of your age, you now in some...danger".
"What d'you mean?" you ask as you start to feel somewhat concerned.
"Well, as I said", your mom says. "There are about three million other...advanced humans. Most of us either ignore ordinary humans, or just live among them and don't draw any attention. But some ordinary humans as toys..or food. Obviously, they don't last very long unless they're altered to become like you. But they're nowhere near as much fun as people like you. Hybrids. And that's why you're in danger. Now that you're coming into your late teens, one of my people will be able to sense what you are from a mile away. If they do, they'll take you. And if they don't keep you for themselves...they'll sell you as a slave to another of our kind. And people like you are worth a lot of money. I guess it's my fault really, getting pregnant by a less advanced human".
"Well..what can I do?" you ask, your nervousness turning to fear.
Your mom gives you a weak smile.
"Well", she says. "There is a way I can protect you. We have a ruling council which has imposed strict laws. And even the most evil of my people have to obey. Otherwise....bad things....happen to them. And you really don't want to know what they are. Anyway, one law is that, if a normal human, or hybrid, is already being used by someone, they can't be touched. So you'll be safe. The problem is, I'll actually have to...use you".
At first it doesn't sink in. But when it does, the shock hits you like a sledghammer.
"You mean you want to be your...sex toy?" you ask inredulously.
Your mom nods her head. "It's the only way", she says. "I know it's pretty unbelievable. Believe me, I'm not just saying it because I want to use you. I could easily have whenever I want. And you couldn't stop me".
It seems that she has a point there. And somehow, you know that she's telling you the truth. You don't know how, but you do know it. But you suddenly think of a way to be sure.
"So", you say softly. "To stop some other woman..or man..like you from getting me. I have to live forever as my own mother's slave?".
"No!" your mom replies, looking hurt. "I told you, if that were plan, I could it anyway. You couldn't stop me. I won't deny that I'll enjoy using you. It will give me a lot of pleasure. And the fact you're my son will make it even more enjoyable. My people have a different morality to ordinary humans. Using a hybrid that I've given birth to is perfectly acceptable. For some women, a hybrid isn't their child. It's a just a living sex toy they made. And that's how their raised. Hell, there have been nights where I've used my dildo and pretended it was you. Sometimes, the urge to actually use you for a dildo was almost irresistable. But I did resist. You'll lead a reasonably normal life. You'll spend time at your normal size..I'll even make it so you can change size at will. You'll be able to go out with your friends. Go to school. But you'll also be my toy. I know it doesn't sound particularly pleasant right. But you'll get used to it. You'll even to come to like it".
"But why do you have to do this?", you ask. "How will it stop one of your kind from making me their slave?"
"Because each time I use you", your mom replies. "I'll leave...well...I guess you could call it my scent. Anyway, I'll leave it on you, and in you. I can't really explain sufficiently how it works. But anyone else like me will know that you're...in service...and they'll have to leave you alone".
"And what if they don't want to leave me alone?" you ask.
"I told you", your mom says. "They don't have a choice. It's the law. And even the most evil of my kind obey it. Because the punishment for breaking that law is just to awful to be worth breaking the law. Don't ask what it is. I can't tell you".
Your mom cocks her head to one side and gives you a warm smile.
"Look", she says softly. "Even though I could, I won't force you to do this. It has to be voluntary. If you say no, I'll never mention this again. To be honest, I can't say for sure that you will be taken by another female of my kind. And it would be a female. And if you were..whoever takes you may not be evil. She may treat you very well. But even so, she'd still be your mistress. You would never be anything but a toy to her. you'd never be your normal size. Your home would probably be a hamster cage. But it's your choice. If there was another way..." your mom shrugs her shoulders. "But there isn't. I'm afraid the only way to stop you becoming a slave, is to spend time inside me. It's your choice".
You're head is spinning. The thought of spenging forever as somebody's slave isn't particularly pleasant. But strangely, you're not as shocked as you should be at the prospect of being your own mom's sex toy. In fact, at some level, you quite like the idea. Once you got used to it, you quite liked being in her vagina. Maybe it's because you're a 'hybrid'. You don't rush while considering what to do. And after weighing up all the possibilities, you finally: