Mom Age Regression Novels & Stories

Mom rolled her eyes. "Poor guys putting himself in danger trying to win your heart." I chuckled. "Fat chance." Mom shook her head, "He's sixteen years too late, and forty years too old." Mom always had a way to make me laugh after a bad day, bringing light to any dark situation.

It was an interesting sight to see. “That’s the fucking problem. Even though you’re in your forties, men still flirt with you,” he gave her a blank look. Mom rolled her eyes, “Ladies flirt with you too.” “It’s not like I always give my attention anyways,” he rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up, Vince. She won’t remain young forever,” mom said. “Says who? We have slow aging genes for crying out loud!” dad exclaimed as and I was tempted to burst out laughing.

“You’re getting older. Consider it a present from me.” “A present?” Emily whispered. “You’re signing me up to be humiliated on national television.” “I’m tired of being a laughing stock here,” her mother snapped. “I need grandchildren too. At your age, I had already given birth to all my children.” “Children you could barely feed,” Emily muttered under her breath. “You are twenty-eight—” “Twenty-seven,” Emily corrected automatically. “The same thing,” her mother said sharply. “And you’ve never brought a date home. I’ve left this in your hands long enough. Now I take control. No excuses.”

Rosaline added, “Actually, I think she has become worse these days due to old age.” Tessa chided her immediately, “You always find excuses for her.” Rosaline countered, “She had been ignoring me since Mom crossed 35. She probably accepted the fact Mom was not going to have another kid. So, she simply ignored me. It is different. She looks like she is out for blood.” Aria said, “Maybe you should ask your mother. If you are missing something.”

I was still struggling to understand what was going on when my mom’s voice came through in regret. “Fuck!!! I think I was tricked!”

Alice Pov "Congratulations, Alice! You are now a free citizen," Jana teasingly said to me with a smile as my grandmother left with Dindi and Dustin. Grandma Emilia was furious when she left. She didn't even give me a chance to explain to her. She quickly believed in what her eyes saw and Dindi already brainwashed her. In her anger, Grandma disowned me and stripped me of my inheritance in her company. I didn't bother to explain to her anymore because I could see the anger in her eyes, and I was sure that my clever cousin had already brainwashed her mind.

Because it sounded real,cowardly,but real. The kitchen suddenly felt too small. Too warm. I adjusted Sofia carefully against me, grounding myself in the tiny weight of her. “She became a variable,” Mom said quietly. I looked up instantly. “What?” Mom’s eyes moved toward Sofia. “The system changed after her birth.” Everything inside me tightened immediately. “No.” “It started escalating faster once emotional attachment patterns intensified.” Tomás stepped forward instantly. “Don’t talk about them like data.” Mom flinched slightly. Good. She deserved that.

He couldn't bear to take the risk. Even at my company, I hardly employed unmated she-wolves, so it came to me as a surprise that Rylee was able to work there. As I sat across from my parents, I watched my mother bless the meal after the three maids left us. Mom was 62 years old, but she still looked like an under-40-year-old woman. Her face had fewer wrinkles, and her mother, who was 80, was still alive, but she doesn't live with us and only visits.

We would have dinner together, cuddle, watch cheesy movies and of course, explore each other’s bodies, but he opened up to me a lot over the past month. Gradually, I learned about what happened to his wife Jane, Charissa’s mother. She had passed away from cancer when Charissa was only six years old, making Andrew a single parent. I learned that they met at uni, fell completely and madly in love, got married and started a family at a very young age. I learned that she bravely battled breast cancer for 3 years before tragically losing her fight. I saw the love and sorrow he held when talking about her. I could sense how deeply and strongly he felt for her, how much he cherished her, and how mu