Mom Age Regression Novels & Stories

I nod, holding the peas to my gut next. "I know, but I'm really fine. It's no big deal. I've dealt with worse" "I think there's more you're not telling me" her eyes narrow on me, giving me her best Mom, look. Mom's only like 35, they had me really young. Well mama is like 40, because she's older. But mom got pregnant with me at 18. I don't really know how it works, but I'm a mix of mom and mama, so i think I'm biologically both of theirs. No idea how, though.

How could Mom Max's mother didn't look at her, just waved her hand and said, "Amy, please don't talk and let me calm down. I really can't accept this result now. You're still so young, why can't you give birth As she spoke, she reached out and covered the position of her heart, feeling a little uncomfortable as she wanted to shed tears. "This Mo family, Max is the only heir, and your father and I were all hoping that you could inherit the lineage of our Mo family, but how could this result? It shouldn't have happened

“How did things deteriorate so quickly?” My Mom entered the kitchen, holding a glass of whisky, her yellow straight-cut dress giving her a formal appearance. Unsteadily, she leaned on the counter, looking different, having lost weight. Her luscious brown hair cascaded down her back in waves, and her dark brown eyes gleamed with a sense of pride. “I’m fine, Mom. Just trying to figure out these enormous numbers,” I sighed, dropping my hands in frustration. “I don’t know what to do.”

"You made your choice. I made mine." "You can't be serious. This is—this is incest or something!" "Hardly. You're not his biological son. There's no blood relation between us whatsoever." I smiled sweetly. "Which makes this perfectly acceptable. Unconventional, perhaps. But perfectly legal." Caleb looked like he might vomit. "So," I continued, "as I was saying. You should call me Mom. Or Mother, if you prefer something more formal. I'm not picky." "I will never call you that." His voice shook with rage. "Never. Do you hear me? You're nothing. A nobody from a worthless pack. You think marrying my father changes anything?"

Maggie stops swinging mom and starts bouncing up and down on the bed. "Ohmygod! What are you doing?" Mom asks, tremors rippling through her body, as she claws at the bed, struggling to disengage herself from the dildos and the harness. "I'm cumming!" Maggie cries. "Hold on, a minute! I'm cumming!" Maggie is rubbing up and down against my mother's ass, obviously trying to get the dildo to make the right contact with her clit. She's moved her hands from my mom's hips and now has her arms wrapped around my mom's waist, under the harness, humping against her ass, like a dog in heat!

Now that he's experiencing changes in his strength and agility, Adoneram became more anxious than before. He's too focused on his thoughts when his mom called him. " Son, what are you thinking?" He asked him while she was making her way beside him. They're inside the mansion and everyone started enjoying the party. The night was deep and everyone was soundly sleeping in their bedroom. Adoneram heard his mother and he moved a little to give her a little space. " Yes, mom?" He mumbled. It feels like nothing happened. Diana put her hands on his shoulders. As time passes by, she ages a bit. She's forty-nine and her mom Martha was a senior citizen now. She's still charming and humble.

However, it went unanswered, and was met with an automated message to call back later. Frowning, she placed her finger on the redial button. Just as she was about to make the call, an incoming call interrupted her. She picked it up and answered gently, “Mom, are you back in Norwood?” “Ya, I’m in the car right now.” Ms. Moore sounded weak and not as energetic as before. She was already in her old age, and a serious illness had caused her to lose much of her vitality. “Alright, I’ll get Mark to take a few days off work and visit you at Norwood together.”

mom asked in an excited tone, coming to sit beside my father. I nodded in response while she shrieked. "I'm so happy," she gushed. "So when do you plan on getting married?" Dad asked. "In a month," I answered. "So many surprises at once, I can't believe I'll be a grandmother soon." Mom said sniffing. Always so dramatic. I almost rolled my eyes. "Mom, I've not even proposed yet, how am I sure she'll accept?" "She will, no one can reject my baby. I just hope you're still not so arrogant" she asked seriously.

It made tingles run through my legs. “Yes, my love, I understand. We will be good little girls, I promise” Roe giggled and skipped away down the hall. Gunner rubbed the back of his neck and expelled a long sigh. “I’m going to regret this” he groaned to himself. He may be the Alpha, but he is still putty in his mother’s hand. It’s a little amusing that a man of his power and stature could still be brought down a peg by his tiny little mother. “She has you wrapped around her finger” I chuckled stepping forward.

She said solemnly, "I said you're in poor health. Yogurt isn't nutritious. You must finish the milk today! "I deliberately got this fresh milk from the dairy farm for you. Drink it, or you don't get to take the exam today!" Melody said sarcastically, "Hurry up and drink it. Don't let Mom's effort go to waste." A spurt of anger flashed through me. "I said I'm not drinking it. Don't you get it? What is in the milk? Why must you make me drink it?" Mom was taken aback, a hint of sorrow flitting across her eyes. Then, she set the milk down. "Forget it then. I'm worrying too much for nothing."