Mom Age Regression Novels & Stories

Mom shoots Dad a murderous look before turning back to me. “I want this to be clear. I want to hear Landon say it….to say that he will do something to me over that harlot.” I take a long look at my mom. I remember always thinking she was beautiful and wishing that my mate was as gorgeous as she is. My mom is 5’10, which is a nice height for a she-wolf. Her skin has a dark complexion, and it always glowed. Mom has always been a major patron of all things beauty, including spas. My mom has an elegant way about her that always lights up the room. She wears a lot of wigs even though she has gorgeous hair that is past her shoulders. I asked her once why she wears wigs all of the time. She told me

Sabi ni Kuya kay Mom. Mom is 8 months pregnant as of this Moment. Malaki na masyado ang tiyan nito at alam namin lahat na bawal ma-stress ang buntis pero wala kaming magagawa. Daniel become so aggressive and violent this past days and months, nasasaktan din niya ako physical minsan pati si Mom.

he murmured, almost passed out and I pulled the covers over both of us before lying on my back, eyes shut close even with my mind far too open to possibilities of what was to come. "S-Soph?", he asked softly, I hummed asking him to continue. "Can I call you Mom?", my eyes widened as I shot my eyes back to him from the ceiling and doubled in a coughing fit. He tried to sit up and look at me but I was quick to pull him back down so he couldn't see my red ears. It all made sense now. When he first didn't want to let go of me, I understood that he had slipped into a regressed age, but since this was my first time dealing with someone who had age regression, I was really new to the term 'mom'.

The rest of the time, even though Patricia never scolded him, she always spoke to him harshly and Kenzie didn't like that. "I don't want to be here. I want to go with Mommy," Kenzie pleaded with Audrey. Hearing Kenzie refer to Audrey as Mommy, Patricia's eyes widened. She did not accept that the child considered Audrey as his mother. "Kenzie, Audrey is not your mother. I am your mother. So, you have to call me Mommy." She tried to speak very gently to the child. Unlike Audrey, Patricia forced Kenzie to call her Mommy and it increased Kenzie's hatred towards Patricia.

"I'm the town handyman your mother called me when things broke. That's all." "That's all," I repeated, not believing him for a second.The lawyer's office was three blocks away. I left Gus in the restaurant and walked there in the fading afternoon light, my mind spinning with everything that had happened in the last twenty-four hours. Mr. Santoro was an old man who'd known my family since before I was born. He offered his condolences, handed me documents to sign, and then dropped the bomb I should have seen coming."Your mother remarried six months ago."I stared at him. "What?"

Billy stammered. "Mom is dead, and it's your fault!" Emily screamed. "She could have lived, but you did nothing. She raised us. How could you do this?" Her voice shook the room. Everyone felt her pain. "No way. Mom is at home. How could it be?" Billy shook his head, trembling. He didn't dare to step closer. Emily ripped off the cloth covering the body. "Look for yourself!" Billy was dumbfounded. "Mom!" ... Alicia reached for his arm, but he shoved her down.

Mom moans out. It surprised me to hear my usually, very proper mother say 'fucking', but that made this all the hotter. I picked up my pace slightly to more moans from us both. Maybe I should tell you about my family and how I came to be balls deep in my Mom. Mom is a twice-widowed middle-aged woman who is 5'4" tall. She is petite, but her figure is nicely rounded in all the best ways. Her breasts are a little big for her small frame, but that just makes them seem that much more alluring. Her hips are slightly spread, giving her a set of wide hips. This gives her a pleasing hourglass figure with a small waist but hardly thin.

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

But Tara grabbed me, holding me back with surprising strength. “ You shouldn’t upset Aunt Margaret any further,” she said softly, feigning concern. Mom finished the call and lowered her phone with an air of triumph. Her gaze pierced me, full of smug satisfaction. “It’s done. The box has already been burned. When you chose to do wrong, you should’ve known the price you’d pay.” My arms fell limp at my sides as the fight drained out of me. In my mind, I could see the box engulfed in flames, its contents reduced to ash.

The woman was none other than Emily. Her hand stiffened in mid-air, and tears suddenly welled up on her face. "Owen, I am your mommy, how can you treat me like this... I carried you for nine months, went through a lot of hardships. Can't you speak to me more kindly...?” "Hmph!" Owen's face was full of disdain. He was still young and didn't understand what it meant to carry a child for nine months. But he was very clear that he didn't like Emily, he hated this woman who claimed to be his mommy.