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The first real morning of your new life.
Sunlight pours across the masters bedroom.
Your body still remembers last night: Emma screaming “Mommy loves you!” as she came on your cock for the fouth or fifth time, tears in her eyes, begging you never to leave her womb again.
The device did its work perfectly. She is yours now - utterly, obsessively, maternally.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (muffled, adoring): “Good morning, my perfect birthday boy… Mommy needed her baby’s taste first thing.”
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<p>Warm, wet suction pulls you from the memory. Emma’s golden head is already between your thighs, lips sealed around your morning wood, humming a lullaby around your shaft. Her tongue swirls. Her eyes shine with worship.</p>
[[Let Mommy finish you with her throat|Week1_BlowjobEnd]]
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<p>You sink fingers into her hair, guiding her deeper. She takes every inch like it’s communion, throat fluttering, her eyes watering</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (popping off just long enough to gasp):“Fffeed Mmmommyy… shhweetheart… ghhive me thhe brekfhast… onlly my shon… cahn mmake…”
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You erupt. She swallows greedily, not spilling a drop, then licks you clean with soft kitten licks.
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she gives one last long, slow lick from base to tip, then presses a sloppy, cum-smeared kiss right on the sensitive head
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<strong>Emma</strong> (beaming): “Mmmwah… all clean… ish… but Mommy might need… a liiittle more later… you’ll give me more, won’t you, sweetheart? ❤️❤️❤️”
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That’s when you reach down, fingers sliding into her hair, and tug gently.
She lets you pull her off with a wet pop, lips shiny, eyes half-lidded and dark with want.
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<strong>Emma</strong> “Want more than Mommy’s mouth now, don’t you, sweetheart?” she whispers, already crawling up your body.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (back arching, voice breaking): “Oh fuck—yes! Wake Mommy up with that perfect cock!”
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<strong>Emma</strong> “Ohhh… yesss… there… fill Mommy up just like that…”
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You rail her hard—missionary, then you pull her legs over your shoulders—he breast up and down as you enjoy the view, you plan to fill her up again.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (kissing your face frantically): “I love having you inside me… but I do have to go to work eventually, baby.”
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She got up to prepare breakfast, you follow 20 minues later.
Emma stands at the stove in her black silky apron and black thong, humming happily while pancakes sizzle. Every time she reaches for something, her ass jiggles excitedly you know she is doing it on purpose.
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Eat up, sweetheart. Growing boys need more energy.” She winks and smiles seductively.
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You eat, admiring the wonderful view, but your mind already racing: Yes, you are in paradise, but you need to keep it, you need to cement your stake. You have to find a more permanent solution.
[[Finish eating|Week1_CleanerArrives]]:: Week1_CleanerArrives
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<p>The intercom buzzes.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “That’ll be Azon, my cleaner. Stay casual, baby.”
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<p>You’re still in just boxers and yesterday’s shirt. Emma opens the door in her robe—barely tied.</p>
<p>Azon, a stern woman in her late 60s, steps in with her supplies and freezes. Her eyes flick from Emma’s flushed, freshly-fucked face to the half-naked young man on the couch.</p>
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<strong>Azon</strong> (voice tight): “…Good morning, Ms. Lee. I didn’t know you had… company.”
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<strong>Emma</strong> (bright, possessive arm around your shoulders): “Azon! This is Jay—my son. My long-lost baby boy just came home yesterday. Isn’t he handsome?”
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<p>Azon blinks. Stares. The silence stretches.</p>
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<strong>Azon</strong> (slowly): “…Your son. Of course, ma’am.”
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<p>Her eyes say she doesn’t believe a word. She starts cleaning, but slower than usual, watching you both.</p>
[[Flash the device at Azon now|Week1_ControlAzon]]
[[Let it slide for now|Week1_RiskAzon]]<<set $azon_controlled to true>>
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You went to the bedroom to get the device as Azon starts to clean the dishes.
She glances at you curiously at what you are doing.
You went back to the dining table.
And in a instant a brief flash and beam of purplish light.
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<p>Azon stiffens, eyes glazing for half a second. Then she smiles warmly, like a switch flipped.</p>
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<strong>Azon:</strong> “Oh! Master Jay, welcome home! So tall and handsome—just like your beautiful mother. Anything you need, you tell Azon, okay?”
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[[Continue|Week1_PreWorkChoice]]<<set $azon_suspicious to true>>
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You decide to wait. Azon keeps shooting sidelong glances all morning.
She mutters something in another language that may mean a “big lie.” or cursing at you.
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After cleaning the kitchen she went to the basement laundry area to wash clothes, she gives you a brief and unreadable look.
You make a mental note to be cautious and observant about her.
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<p>Emma disappears into her walk-in closet to get ready for the office.</p>
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<p>You hear the click of heels. You have a choice:</p>
[[Go to her bedroom and fuck her in her office outfit before she leaves|Week1_OfficeAttireSex]]
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<p>Emma stands in front of the mirror in full executive mode: tight charcoal pencil skirt, sheer white blouse straining over black lace bra, sky-high heels. Hair in a perfect bun. Lipstick fresh.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Come to send Mommy off properly, baby?”
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You spin her, bend her over the vanity, flip the skirt and move her panties to the side.
You drive into her dripping pussy in one thrust.
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You try your best not to ruin her dress and make up, you just need fuck that badly.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (panting): “I’m going to feel your cum inside me in every meeting today baby.”
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You fill her up and She kisses you deep.
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Such a loving and toughtful son”
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With emma gone you plan your next steps for your new family life.
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<p>Emma emerges looking flawless—same pencil skirt and blouse, every inch the untouchable Executive.</p>
<p>you approach her to send her off but you know she wont just leave like that.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> “Quick breakfast dessert for Mommy before work?”
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<p>Her mouth is on you instantly—deep, sloppy, worshipful. She bobs fast, one hand on your balls, eyes locked up at you.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (between slurps): “Gotta—hurry—meetings—but—Mommy—needs—your—cum—”
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<p>You grab her perfect bun and fuck her face until you explode. She swallows, licks you clean, then stands and kisses you so you taste yourself.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (wiping the corner of her mouth): “Thank you, baby. Best send-off ever. See you tonight”
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[[Continue|Week1_Research]]<img src="images/penthouse_living_night.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
Early Evening.
Emma’s still at the office. You’re alone with the laptop and a glass of her expensive whiskey.
<p>You search: “adult adoption California.”</p>
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<p>It’s almost stupidly easy. File petition + affidavits swearing biological relationship + mutual consent → hearing → judge signs → new birth certificate issued. Name change automatic. Takes 3–6 weeks.</p>
<p>With the device, the any lawyer or judge will believe the “long-lost son” story 100%. Emma will sign anything you put in front of her while you’re balls-deep.</p>
<p>You print the forms.</p>
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<strong>Jay</strong>: "I need to cover all my bases for this new family, i'll never know till when the device would work."</div>
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<strong>End of week</strong>
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[[→ Continue Next Week|Week2_Start]]<<set $week to 2>>
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<p>Another week in paradise: you wake on your side, one arm under the pillow the other on emma breast, as she grinds her ass on your erect cock</p>
<p>She’s still resting on her side, grinding slow while scrolling emails. Every clench earns a soft, happy moan.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> When she feels you move: “Good morning, my son… Mommy has a board meeting at ten, but her cunt has a prior appointment with this cock.”
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[[Lazy morning ride|Week2_LazyMorning]]
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Ohhh… baby…” she breathes against your mouth, voice low and velvet. “Ohhh—fuck—yes—!” she gasps, words breaking on every punishing snap of your hips. “Harder… please… wreck Mommy’s pussy… use me like your dirty little slut…”
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<p>You flip her onto her stomach, pin her wrists, and fuck her so hard the headboard dents the wall.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Like that… fuck—right there—!” she cries, voice cracking. “You’re so deep… splitting Mommy open… don’t stop… don’t you dare stop…!”
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Mmm… my perfect, boy…” she murmurs, voice hoarse and wrecked. “You fucked Mommy so good… so hard… I can still feel you throbbing inside me… thank you, sweetheart… for giving me exactly what I needed…”
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<p>French toast served in her apron and thongs, syrup on her nipples for you to lick off. </p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (grinding in your lap while feeding you): “I have hired the best lawyer baby like you told me. We will meet him later but before that i need to buy you proper clothes”
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[[Rodeo Drive|Week2_Mall]]<img src="images/rodeo_drive_day.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<p>Rodeo Drive, noon.
Emma in a cream silk dress her arm possessively through yours.</p>
<p>You both browse thru different brands buying clothes underwears shoes, this was all very exciting for you as you never have experience something like this.</p>
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<img src="images/victorias_secret_private_suite.jpg" style="width:75%">
<p>Then Velours Noire. The manager escorts you into the private boutique fitting suite: silk curtains, a sofa, a giant mirror, and a lock on the door.</p>
<p>You where delighted, you just suggested the other night that she replace her old underwears to be more exciting</p>
<p>Emma locks the door and grins.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Mommy already bought more than a dozen of brand new underwear and bikinis but i want you to see some special ones my baby”
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<strong>Velours Noire Bridal Rose Teddy</strong> - A sheer white floral lace teddy with intricate rose-patterned embroidery overlaying transparent mesh panels for a teasing, semi-sheer effect. It features delicate spaghetti straps, a structured underwire bra cup that lifts and accentuates the bust, strategic cut-out strappy detailing across the midriff and hips, attached adjustable garter straps, and a matching minimal thong bottom—completed with sheer white thigh-high stockings clipped in place for full allure and elegance.</div>
<p>Emma steps into it slowly, veil trailing down her bare back.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong>“this is lovely isn't, very bridal”
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<p>She models the lingerie seductively.</p>
[[Fuck her in the bridal set|Week2_VS_BridalSex]]
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<p>You can’t hold back. You take her hard until you fill her.</p>
<p>Afterward, flushed and leaking, Emma happily giggle as she pays for all the lingeries amd bikinis”</p>
No need to try the rest — you’re both satisfied for now.
Straight to the cashier, then the lawyer.
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<strong>Velours Noire Crimson Rose Babydoll</strong>- A sultry red lace babydoll set featuring sheer floral-patterned mesh bodice in deep crimson with delicate black lace trim and scalloped edging. The design includes thin black lace shoulder straps, an underwire demi-cup bra adorned with large, dramatic red fabric rose appliqués that strategically cover and accentuate the nipples, a flowing short babydoll skirt that flares out flirtatiously from the empire waist, and a matching minimal white lace thong with black lace detailing. The overall look is bold, romantic, and teasing—perfect for a passionate, high-drama reveal in the bedroom.</div>
<p>Emma spins slowly, ribbons brushing her hips.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “you can unwrap your mother and use every hole.”
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[[Take her now|Week2_VS_BlackSex]]
[[Hold out – next set|Week2_VS_3]]<img src="images/law_office_sunset.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
Century City, Afternoon. Harlan Brooks’ corner office, city glittering below.
Harlan spreads the documents that needs to be filed: petition, proposed new birth certificate, and an affidavit for each.
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<strong>Harlan</strong> (polite but cautious): “This story is… unusual. Sealed records, hospital fire, no living witnesses. Honestly there is too many gaps”
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Emma leans forward; the damp dress gapes, silver bikini glinting, scent of sex unmistakable. Harlan’s eyes flick down, throat bobbing.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (silky): “Harlan, Listen if money is the concern you dont have to worry about it, and you’ve made impossible things for the bank before right”
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You know that the story is very suspicious and it would be much harder if even your lawyer wouldnt believe you.
<p>While he’s distracted you slide the device from your pocket under the table and fire a silent pulse.</p>
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<strong>Jay</strong> : "Harlan you will do everything in your power to make this be approve if you need to bribe or use your connections to make this happen do it, you are paid handsomely, this is for Emma my mother and me."</div>
<p>Harlan blinks, posture relaxes, smile turns warm and genuine.</p>
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<strong>Harlan:</strong> “Actually… I don’t know why I was worried. I will make this file flawless. DNA affidavit, reconstructed records, attending physician statement, this will be ironclad. The Judge will sign this the same day.”
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<strong>Harlan:</strong> “Thank you very much for choosing me and the firm to support you in this very important matter for you.”
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Emma’s hand clamps onto your thigh hard enough to bruise.
<p>You both answer the needed information and sign. Emma signs first—Emma Grace Lee, Biological Mother—then watches you write Jay Lee for the first time, whimpering audibly.</p>
<p>Harlan notarizes everything. And instructs you on how to write the Affidavit letter detailing the story on how this losing and finding happend</p>
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<strong>Harlan:</strong> “Once you submit the affidavits i'll complete all the other requirements and will just inform you when to appear in court”
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<p>Emma stands, a visible trickle of you running down her inner thigh.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong>: “Thank you, Harlan. See you in court then”
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Now you need to think of a heart warming story to sway the judge, or you could just use the device again.
That would be a good idea if you would have an idea on how many more times you could use it.
[[Home|Week2_End]]
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<p>You can’t hold back. You take her hard until you fill her.</p>
<p>Afterward, flushed and leaking, Emma happily giggle as she pays for all the lingeries amd bikinis”</p>
No need to try the rest — you’re both satisfied for now.
Straight to the cashier, then the lawyer.
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<strong>Velours Noire Sapphire Pearl Fringe Bra & Crotchless Panty Set</strong>A striking electric-blue lace ensemble designed for maximum seduction and easy access. The bra is an underwire push-up style with intricate sapphire-blue floral lace cups featuring delicate fringe tassels dangling from the underbust band, creating playful movement with every breath or sway; the cups are strategically cut to frame and lift while leaving the nipples teasingly exposed beneath sheer panels. Paired with ultra-high-cut crotchless panties in matching vibrant blue lace, adorned with a single pearl accent at the front center that draws the eye to the open slit design—allowing full, unobstructed intimacy without needing to remove a thing. The overall vibe is bold, luxurious, and shamelessly provocative: royal blue lace contrasted with swinging fringe and that signature pearl detail screaming “touch me here.”</div>
<p>Emma walks a slow circle; the pearls make her gasp and stumble.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “I’ll cum twice just walking to the car in this.”
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<p>You can’t hold back. You take her hard until you fill her.</p>
<p>Afterward, flushed and leaking, Emma happily giggle as she pays for all the lingeries amd bikinis”</p>
No need to try the rest — you’re both satisfied for now.
Straight to the cashier, then the lawyer.
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<strong>Velours Noire Crimson Vinyl Monokini</strong>- A daring, high-shine red latex/vinyl monokini that hugs every curve like liquid fire. The glossy crimson material features ultra-thin halter straps that frame the neck and plunge dramatically down the center, creating a deep V-neckline that barely contains the bust with strategic wet-look panels offering full lift and exposure. The high-cut leg openings ride impossibly high on the hips, accentuating the waist and elongating the legs, while the bottom is a minimal thong-style cut with a narrow front panel and thin side ties that disappear into the shine. The entire piece gleams under light, reflecting every movement in seductive red gloss—bold, fetish-inspired, and unapologetically provocative.</div>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “For our first mother-son vacation. Tan lines for this will be really sexy”
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<p>You can’t hold back. You take her hard until you fill her.</p>
<p>Afterward, flushed and leaking, Emma happily giggle as she pays for all the lingeries amd bikinis”</p>
No need to try the rest — you’re both satisfied for now.
Straight to the cashier, then the lawyer.
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<strong>Velours Noire Silver Moon Micro Bikini</strong> - An ultra-minimalist, high-gloss silver metallic bikini that catches every light like liquid mercury on skin. The top is a barely-there triangle style with thin halter straps and delicate string ties at the neck and back, the small triangular cups offering just enough coverage to tease while lifting and framing the bust dramatically. The bottoms are an extreme micro thong—narrow front panel in shimmering silver fabric that clings and molds perfectly, connected by whisper-thin side strings that tie at the hips, disappearing between the curves for a near-naked illusion from the back. The entire set gleams with a polished, futuristic sheen, accentuating every contour and highlighting the body's natural glow against the cool metallic finish.</div>
<p>Emma ties it slowly, eyes never leaving yours.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “for night swimming or a chillout at a jacuzzi”
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<p>She backs into you, pressing against your hardness, voice breaking.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “You waited so patiently… to and appreciate Mommy's body, now I have something special for you.”
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She unzips and removes your pants and without waiting for a response, she lowered herself gracefully,her legs parting just enough to give him a tantalizing view. One hand trailed down her side, fingers brushing the curve of her hip, but her eyes locked onto his, commanding his attention.
The micro bikini shifted with her motions, her breasts bouncing gently, nipples hardening against the flimsy material as she watched his face contort in pleasure.
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She could feel him throbbing under her soles, the heat building, his desperation fueling her own arousal— a slick warmth gathering between her thighs, hidden but intoxicating.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (watching, crying): “You don’t get to come until I say so… and I’m not even close to being done playing with you.”
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<p>You give her what she wants and fuck her until she squirts down both legs, then pump her full.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong>- “That’s my good boy,” she whispered, voice wrecked and warm. “You fucked me so perfectly… filled me up just like I needed.”
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<p>She pulls the cream dress on over the soaked bikini, refuses to clean up.</p>
You both rested for a bit before checking out the other 20 pairs of lingerie and bikinis, including the latest 5
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Tonight you need to set the story straight as you and emma needs to produce a sworn affidavit for the adoption.
early pregnancy....
father bounced...
parents urged to leave baby in an orphanage...
got adopted several times out...
orphanage fire...
partial records...
Good thing i have money on my side now, doing this in my former life would be impossible.
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<strong>Emma</strong> :baby is something troubling you? Im tired already do you wanna sleep with mommy?
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She shouted from the room.
I follow her to the masters bedroom with the device in hand.
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I ready the device. Then Flashed her face.
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<strong>Jay</strong>:“You were only seventeen when you fell into sin with my father—your first and only temptation. You thought it was love… you were so foolish, so careless. Even though you tried to be responsible, the devil’s work was done: you became pregnant with me. Your godly parents saw clearly what you could not—that you were far too young, too immature, too selfish to raise a child. They lovingly protected your future. They arranged for me to be placed in another home the very day I was born. You were allowed to hold me for just ten brief seconds… ten seconds to say goodbye to the mistake… and then they took me away so you could be redeemed.” </div>
Tears fell down her eyes as if reliving the event
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<strong>Emma</strong> :sobbing "I'm sorry baby."
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<strong>Jay</strong>:“But you never stopped, looking for me you slowly built your life and career, hoping to someday find the child taken from you. Until you found small clues of the missing or burnt orphanage, thats how you located me. Do you understant the what happend.”</div>
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<strong>Emma</strong> :sobbing "Yes, I do."</div>
[[Continue|Week3_Start]]<<set $week to 3>>
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I lay beside her and she slumps on me still sobbing but happy
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<strong>Emma</strong> (breathless): “I just remembered how i had you and how you now returened to my life baby.”
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From sorrow to happiness to lust. Those where her emotions.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (breathless): “Promise me you'll never leave me again baby.”
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Emma moved with quiet certainty. She sat up just enough for the thin cotton of her nightie to slide down her shoulders, then tugged it over her head in one slow, deliberate motion. Full breasts, soft waist, the gentle swell of her hips—and she looked at him like he was the only thing anchoring her to the world.
She reached for him beneath the sheet, fingers curling gently around his already-hard length. There was no rush, no frantic urgency—just tender reverence in the way she held him, stroking once, twice, as if memorizing the feel of him in her palm.
She sank down, taking him inside her inch by careful inch, a soft, broken sound escaped her throat—not a moan, but something closer to relief, like she’d finally come home.
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<strong>Jay</strong>:“Im here, I wont leave you. Mommy”</div>
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<strong>Emma</strong>: ““Oh—Jay—fuck—when you say it like that—I love it when you call me Mommy—God, it’s too much… it’s burning through me… right inside here.”
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Her back arches sharply, breasts pressing flush to his chest, nails digging into his shoulders as tremor after tremor rolls through her. Warm wetness floods between them; her hips jerk once, twice in helpless little thrusts before she collapses forward, trembling, gasping his name in soft, shattered whimpers.
You and emma stay fused, still fluttering weakly, breath hitching with aftershocks, tears of pure bliss slipping down her cheeks as she clings like she’ll never let go.
<p>The reinforcement is complete.</p>
<p>She believes it with every cell.</p>
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<p>Emma was up early she is in the kitchen wearing her white robe. She's humming radiantly preparing coffee.</p>
<<if $azon_controlled>>
<p>Azon arrives early, smiling warmly the moment she steps in.</p>
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<strong>Azon:</strong> “Good morning, Ms. Emma! Good morning, Master Jay! I brought fresh ube pancakes — growing boys need strength, yes?”
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<p>She happily smiles at you both, completely unfazed by Emma and your partial nudity or the obvious sex smells in the air. She sets the food down, then quietly begins tidying — but her eyes linger appreciatively when Emma bends over to kiss you good morning.</p>
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<strong>Azon</strong> (softly, to you): “Your mother is glowing today, Master Jay. You take such good care of her.”
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<p>Emma giggles, pulls you into a deep kiss right there. Azon just smiles and keeps working.</p>
[[Fuck Emma on the kitchen island while Azon cooks nearby|Week3_KitchenWithAzon]]
[[Let Emma get ready for work — save it for Later|Week3_AffidavitNight1]]
<<else>>
<p>Azon arrives as usual, but her face is tight. She greets Emma politely, but her eyes flick to you with clear unease. She cleans in near-silence, stealing worried glances.</p>
<p>When Emma steps into the shower, Azon hesitates, then approaches you in the living room.</p>
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<strong>Azon</strong> (low, urgent): “Young man… I have worked for Ms. Emma many years. She is good woman. Please… are you really her son? Something feels… not right. I worry for her.”
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<p>She looks ready to say more — maybe even threaten to tell someone.</p>
<p>You can use the device to shut her up.</p>
<p>Emma is still in the shower, singing happily.</p>
[[Flash Azon now — end the suspicion|Week3_ControlAzonLate]]
[[Deflect and risk it — deal with full confrontation next week|Week3_RiskAzonFurther]]
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<p>You lift Emma onto the marble island. She spreads eagerly, apron pushed up.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Yes, baby — take Mommy right here…”
</div>
<p>You sink into her. She moans loudly, legs wrapping around you. Azon continues cooking only feet away, stirring the sauce with a knowing smile.</p>
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<strong>Azon</strong> (cheerful): “Don't mind me, Master Jay. You two enjoy. I turn music up, yes?”
</div>
<p>She actually does — soft jazz fills the kitchen as you pound Emma hard enough to rattle the plates. Emma cums screaming “my son, my son,” and Azon just hums along, occasionally glancing over with approval.</p>
<p>When you finish inside her, Azon hands Emma a warm towel like it's the most normal thing in the world.</p>
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<strong>Azon:</strong> “I clean up later. You both eat first.”
</div>
[[Continue to affidavit night|Week3_AffidavitNight1]]<img src="images/penthouse_bedroom_ottoman.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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Night.
You gave the printed affidavits to emma in the room couch.
Emma is naked bent over the couch, ass high as she reads thru the document. You slide into her from behind, slow and deep.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (voice trembling with emotion): “Ohh yes baby, I'll read this for you while you fuck me...”
</div>
She picks up the affidavit i printed for her and began reading aloud as you thrust.
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<video src="videos/week 3 night affidavit (1).webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (voice trembling with emotion): “I, Emma Grace Lee, age thirty-six… gave birth to a male child on March 15, nineteen years ago…”
</div>
She playfully adds naughty side comments on lines of the affidavit.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (moaning, pushing back): “…the same woman whose son is inside her right now… oh God, baby… deeper…
</div>
<div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;">
<video src="videos/week 3 night affidavit (4).webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
</div>
She keeps reading — every line punctuated by her moans as the “memories” hit harder than ever. When she reaches the final clause she was elated with emotions and pleasure.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (screaming through climax): “Jay is my biological son… my perfect boy who owns every inch of his mother… fuck— I'm cumming—cum with Mommy!”
</div>
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<video src="videos/week 3 night affidavit (1).webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
</div>
<p>You erupt, flooding her. She orgasm a minue after.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (signed the affidavit): “Its now signed baby.”
</div>
</div>
</div>
[[Proceed to the masters bedroom|Week3_AffidavitNight2]]<<set $azon_controlled to true>>
<<set $azon_suspicious to false>>
<img src="images/penthouse_living.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<p>You pick up the device from the room and time it that she working, before using the device.</p>
<p>Azon freezes, eyes glazing. Then she blinks, and her whole posture softens.</p>
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<img src="images/An older woman with hyp.png" alt="Description of image" style="max-width:80%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:8px;">
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<strong>Azon</strong> (warm, almost teary): “Master Jay… I am so sorry. I was confused. Of course you are her son. Anyone can see how much you belong together. Please forgive foolish old woman.”
</div>
<p>She actually bows slightly.</p>
<p>Emma emerges from the shower just then, wrapped in a towel, oblivious. Azon immediately brightens and helps her dry her hair like nothing happened.</p>
<p>The threat is gone — loyalty secured, just in time for the final week.</p>
[[Continue|Week3_AffidavitNight1]]<<set $azon_suspicious to true>>
<img src="images/penthouse_living.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<div><img src="images/azon_portrait.png" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #8B7355;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
<p>You smile calmly. “Azon, Emma's never been happier. You see that, right?”</p>
<p>Azon hesitates, nods slowly, but her eyes are still troubled.</p>
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<strong>Azon:</strong> “Yes… she is happy. Very happy. I… say nothing for now.”
</div>
<p>She finishes cleaning in silence and leaves with a long, worried look at Emma.</p>
Even you are not sure if it was the right descion to leave her unbrainwashed.
[[Continue|Week3_AffidavitNight1]]<img src="images/penthouse_bedroom_ottoman.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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We transfered to the bedroom to rest
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<strong>Emma</strong>: baby can you read your affidavit for me, i promise to listen intently.
</div>
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<video src="videos/week 3 affi blow (1).webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
</div>
Emma is on her knees nude, mouth full of you, eyes locked upward in worship. You read your own affidavit while gently fucking her face.
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<strong>Jay</strong> - “I never knew maternal love… until I slid into the life of the woman who made me…”</div>
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<video src="videos/week 3 affi blow (2).webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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<p>Emma moans around your cock, tears of joy streaming.</p>
<div style="text-align:center;margin:30px 0;">
<p>You finish the affidavit with a growl, Emma deepthroating you as you flood her throat. She swallows every drop, then kisses your cock.</p>
<video src="videos/week 3 affi blow (3).webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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<strong>Jay</strong> - “Signed, Mr. Jay Lee…”</div>
She smiles at you happily and seductively is she ready for more?
[[→ Continue|Week4_Start]]
</div>
</div><<set $week to 4>>
<<set $day to 1>>
<img src="images/penthouse_kitchen_morning.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<div><img src="images/emma_portrait_happy.gif" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
After a few days
The hearing is scheduled for today— everything is in place. The affidavits are filed, the lawyer is convinced, all documents are authenticated.
Harlan really pushed thru the success of this case.
You wake to sunlight pouring across the masters bed, Emma already up and moving. She's in the kitchen, wearing nothing but her robe the hem barely covering her ass as she prepares breakfast. The smell of fresh coffee and toast fills the air
<p>You pad in barefoot, still half-hard from dreams of her. Emma turns, smiles brightly, and pops something small from a blister pack into her mouth, washing it down with orange juice.</p>
<img src="images/breakfast yaz.png" alt="Description of image" class="bg" style="width:95%">
<p>You raise an eyebrow.</p>
<p><strong>Jay:</strong> “What was that?”</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (grinning, setting the pack on the counter — Yaz, the familiar pink case): “My daily Yaz, baby. Birth control pills.”
</div>
<p>She steps close, presses her body against yours, hands sliding under your boxers.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (voice low, teasing): “Mommy has to keep up with her son's insatiable libido somehow. You fuck me raw two to three times a day… I need these little miracles so I can take every single creampie you give me without consequences.”
</div>
<p>She opens her robes to show her ready body.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (eyes shining with devotion): “I love feeling you bare inside me, sweetheart. Love when you flood Mommy's womb and it leaks out all day.”
</div>
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<video src="videos/undress1.webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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You easily get hard from the sight, and she presented her ass and back up to you and gently inserted your cock in her pussy
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “lets make this quick baby, we have to attend the court this morning" </div>
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<video src="videos/breakfast b4 court.webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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</div>
</div>
[[Go to court|Week4_CourtDay]]
<img src="images/penthouse_kitchen_morning.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<video src="videos/week4_morning_bj.webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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<div><img src="images/emma/week4_yaz_pills.png" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
<p>She takes you deep, humming happily, throat working you with practiced worship. One hand cups your balls, the other strokes what her mouth can't reach.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (pulling off just long enough, lipstick already smearing): “Feed Mommy, baby… give me the load these pills let you pump into me every night.”
</div>
<p>You erupt down her throat. She swallows greedily, licks you clean, then stands and kisses you deep, sharing the taste.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (beaming): “Perfect appetizer. Now eat your toast — Mommy has a surprise for you today.”
</div>
</div>
</div>
[[Continue|Week4_PreCourtChoice]]<img src="images/penthouse_kitchen_morning.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<div><img src="images/emma/week4_yaz_pills.png" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
<p>You haul her up, spin her around, bend her over the marble island. The shirt rides up, exposing her bare, dripping pussy. You sink in balls-deep in one thrust.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (moaning loud, gripping the counter): “Yes — fuck your mother raw, just like this! Fill me before the world makes it official!”
</div>
<p>You pound her hard, hands on her hips, watching her ass bounce. She cums twice, squirting on the floor, begging for your seed.</p>
<p>You flood her womb deep, staying plugged while you both pant.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (turning to kiss you over her shoulder): “Thank you, baby… I'll feel my son inside me all day. Especially this week.”
</div>
</div>
</div>
[[Continue|Week4_PreCourtChoice]]<img src="images/penthouse_home_office.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<div><img src="images/emma/week4_power_suit_spin.png" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
<p>Emma dresses in a sharp black power suit — tight skirt, sheer blouse, no bra or panties, of course. She spins for you in the mirror.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “One last time fucking me as your ‘secret’… then forever as your legal mother.”
</div>
</div>
</div>
[[Go to bed|Week4_CourtDay]]
<img src="images/penthouse_home_office.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<video src="videos/week4_office_chair_sex.webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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<div><img src="images/emma/week4_executive_chair_bent.png" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
<p>You follow her to the home office, bend her over the massive leather chair, flip the skirt up, and drive into her.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (gasping): “Yes — ruin Mommy's suit one more time before the judge ruins us for everyone else!”
</div>
<p>You rail her hard, hands gripping her hips, watching her perfect ass ripple. She squirts on the chair, then you fill her until it leaks down her thighs.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (fixing lipstick with trembling hands): “I'll sit in meetings feeling my son inside me… counting the hours until you're legally mine.”
</div>
<p>She kisses you fiercely and heads out.</p>
</div>
</div>
[[Skip to evening|Week4_CourtEve]]<img src="images/penthouse_elevator.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<p>You ride down with her. The second the doors close, she drops to her knees, pulls you out, and swallows you to the root.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (slurping eagerly): “Quick protein for Mommy — gotta stay strong for court week.”
</div>
<p>You hold her head and fuck her face until you erupt. She swallows, stands, straightens her skirt, and steps out flawless as the doors open to the lobby.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (winking): “See you tonight, baby. Dream of Mommy's pussy owning you forever.”
</div>
</div>
</div>
[[Skip to evening|Week4_CourtEve]]<img src="images/penthouse_living_night.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
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<video src="videos/week4_court_eve_multi.webm" autoplay loop controls style="max-width:100%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></video>
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<div><img src="images/emma/week4_couch_ride.png" style="width:300px;border:4px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;"></div>
<div style="flex:3;">
<p>Evening before the hearing. Tension and excitement thick in the air. Emma comes home early, decree already drafted — she's vibrating with need.</p>
<p>Emma strips the second the door closes, pushes you onto the couch, climbs on top.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (sinking down slowly): “Tomorrow it's official… tonight, fuck your mother like it's the last illegal time.”
</div>
<p>You spend hours celebrating early — couch, kitchen island, shower — until she's limp and leaking, curled against you.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (whispering): “No matter what happens tomorrow… you're already my son in every way that matters.”
</div>
</div>
</div>
[[Go to bed|Week4_CourtDay]]<img src="images/courthouse_parking_garage.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<p>In the Private Office of Judge Donald — no public spectacle. The judge reviews the papers, asks a few perfunctory questions.</p>
<div style="text-align:left;margin:30px 0;">
<img src="images/emma jay judge.jpg" alt="Description of image" style="max-width:60%;border:6px solid #d4af37;border-radius:12px;">
</div>
The judge's face contorts, like being bewildered as he goes thruogh the documents.
You ready the device in your hand. Just in case.
<div style="padding:15px 20px; border-left:6px solid #FFFFFF; margin:20px 0; border-radius:8px; background:rgba(0,0,0,0.6); color:#FFFFFF;">
<strong>Judge Donald</strong> (smiling warmly): “Adult adoption granted. Congratulations, Jay Lee and Emma Lee. You are now family.”</div>
Emma's eyes fill with tears. She clutches the certified copy like it's sacred.
It's official now!
<<if $azon_controlled is true>>
[[Happy ending|Week4_HappyEnd]]
<<else>>
[[Happy ending?|Week4_AzonConfrontation]]
<<endif>><img src="images/penthouse_bedroom_night_court.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
You are in bed with emma thinking all the sucess you had this past weeks...
<img src="images/end sleep.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
Azon is mind controlled you wont be having any issues with her
<img src="images/An older woman with hypBW.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
You successfully got adopted now its not just a fantasy but legal and binding.
<img src="images/emma jay judgeBW.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<p>Everything perfect. No loose ends.</p>
You slowly drift off to sleep...
<br>
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<strong>End of Story</strong>
<p>Thanks for your support!</p>
</div>
<img src="images/penthouse_living_night.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
Later that evening, back at the penthouse. You're alone — Emma will be late from her office meetings
<img src="images/night jay fixing documents.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<p>You are arranging the files in emma cabinet vault. The door is ajar.</p>
<img src="images/night door ajar.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<p>Azon steps out from the shadows, eyes wide in horror.</p>
<img src="images/An older woman night angry.png" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<div style="padding:15px 20px; border-left:6px solid #8B7355; margin:20px 0; border-radius:8px; background:rgba(0,0,0,0.6); color:#87ceeb;">
<strong>Azon</strong> (voice shaking with rage): “I knew it! You're no son — you're a thief! A con man preying on Ms. Lee!”
</div>
<p>She already dialed 911. Sirens approach fast.</p>
<p>Police burst in. You drop the files. and they cuffs biting your wrists.</p>
<img src="images/police cars house.jpg" class="bg" style="width:75%">
<p>After being questioned, by the officers, Emma's car roars up. She leaps of her car</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (screaming): “What the FUCK is going on?! Get your hands off my son!”
</div>
The officer reads, Explained whats going on and they are trying to know if who jay really is and what he is doing in the house.
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<strong>Emma</strong> (screaming): “He is my son! Here are the papers!”
</div>
As the officer read through the adoption document his face paled. Azon goes silent.
<p>You're uncuffed immediately. Apologies all around.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (cold): “Azon, You're fired. And if I hear one word of gossip, I'll bury you in court.”
</div>
<p>Azon flees, humiliated. Police leave.</p>
<p>Emma guides you back inside the house, kisses away your shaking.</p>
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<strong>Emma</strong> (soft, fierce): “No one takes my son from me."
</div>
She hugs you deeply, as you were thinking that at a blink on an eye everything can come crashing down, good thing you have completed the adoption process before that old hag called the police.
You tell yourself to be more careful next time.
<div style="text-align:center;font-size:32px;color:#d4af37;">
<strong>End of Story</strong>
<p>Thanks for your support!</p>
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<p>You let her ride slow and deep.</p>
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Ohhh… baby…” she breathes against your mouth, voice low and velvet. “You feel so perfect inside Mommy… so full… just like I need you every morning…”
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Ohhh… baby…” she breathes against your mouth, voice low and velvet. “I love this… love feeling you throb inside me… love being the one who gets to take care of you like this…” she whispers, lips trembling into a smile.
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “My sweet boy… my everything… Mommy’s never letting you go…”
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<strong>Emma:</strong> “Mmm… thank you, sweetheart…” she murmurs, voice thick with contentment and a little rasp. “For giving Mommy all of you… for letting me feel you come so deep… I love waking up like this… love starting every day full of my boy…”
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[[To breakfast|Week2_Breakfast]]