AUA: Unlock your mom's phone and read her texts
From Create Your Own Story
Your curiosity overwhelms you, and you quickly find yourself taking up the phone and navigating to the conversation between Aunt Lisa and your mother.
The first text appears to have been sent by your mom earlier that day:
Mom:
I told him a little while ago
Mom:
He took it pretty well...
Lisa:
Really? Did he ask you to do anything?
Mom:
Just organize his sock drawer. And... Some other things.
Mom:
But he's just curious. They all are at that age
Lisa:
What things?
Mom:
Don't worry, Lis. It's fine
Lisa:
What things???
Mom:
...He asked me to show my breasts.
Lisa:
Ugh, just like his father.
Mom:
Stop that!
Mom:
But he also... Wanted them bigger. He asked me to get a boob job
Lisa:
WHAT???
Lisa:
Correction: he's even worse than his father
Mom:
I said yes
Lisa:
...
Lisa:
What is wrong with you?
Mom:
Lisa, you don't know him. he's such a sweet kid
Lisa:
No sweet kid would ask that of his mother. Tell me you haven't gone through with it
Mom:
I'm in the waiting room
Lisa:
Jesus
Lisa:
Please, sis, get out of there
Lisa:
You don't need to do this! You can have the contract voided; you don't need his money
Lisa:
I remember how you were when he was still alive... I can't go through that again.
Lisa:
Please... I want my sister back.
Mom:
...
Mom:
They're calling me in now. I have to go
The next texts show a new timestamp, looking to have been sent a couple hours later. Out of curiosity you quickly check her contacts and find that she received several calls from Aunt Lisa during that gap; the remaining texts tell you the rest of the story:
Mom:
Sorry I missed your calls, Lis
Mom:
It's done
Lisa:
I don't understand
Lisa:
Sarah, how could you do this to yourself?
Mom:
I didn't want to
Mom:
But he just asked so sweetly and now that I have them... I kind of like them
Mom:
I've never caught so many guys checking me out
Mom:
And I've NEVER had this much fun trying on clothes
Lisa:
Sarah, please, this hurts my heart
Lisa:
You worked so hard to rediscover yourself again after Adam's father died
Lisa:
Now you're talking like you used to... But about Adam. Don't you see how messed up that is?
Lisa:
Forget it. I'm coming to get you out of this stupid contract
Mom:
No, Lis
Lisa:
Hush. I'm doing it. And I'm bringing Jessica - she and Adam always got along. Maybe if he spends some time with a girl closer to his age...
Mom:
Lisa, they're cousins! How is that better?
Lisa:
You think I don't know that??? She's my daughter!! But you're leaving me no choice. We need to distract him from you
Lisa:
I love you, sis, but I feel like you're slipping
Mom:
You don't understand
Mom:
The way Adam looks at me... It's like I'm the only thing that's important
Mom:
His father never looked at me like that. But Adam... He loves me. I can feel the way he needs me
Lisa:
That's because he wants to FUCK you, Sarah!! Christ, are you that dense?
Mom:
And who says I shouldn't???
Mom:
He and I were alone for so long... he could have made it so hard on me, but he was just the sweetest kid.
Mom:
He never made trouble... he was always so affectionate with me
Mom:
Why shouldn't I reward him for that?
You've arrived at the end of the text log, with Lisa's horrified reply capping it off. But just as you're about to close the app, another couple texts arrives from Aunt Lisa:
Lisa:
Fuck it. We're up at the cottage for the weekend but I'm coming over on monday and I'm bringing Jessica.
Lisa:
I'll be damned if I'm going to let that little snot make you keep humiliating yourself
Damn. Your mom's sister is coming once the weekend is over, threatening all the progress you've made. You think of texting something back, but think better of it; all you can do is get your mother more fully under your sway by the time that happens.
You're surprised to discover that, throughout this whole process, the pangs of guilt you feel have become less and less debilitating - even when faced with Aunt Lisa's torment as a result of your actions.
Perhaps you're losing your humanity?
It's on that note that you dig just a little deeper, checking in on your mom's "pictures" folder... And what you find within amazes you.
Your mother had only taken one photo that day before the operation - the topless pic she sent you earlier.
But there are roughly a hundred pictures from after the operation, all of your blonde, big-titted mother trying on skimpy clothes in multiple fitting rooms!
You get a sneak peek at the other lewd clothes she'd bought; panties, thongs, strapless tanktops... Microskirts. Booty shorts. Platform heels... Even pasties.
And interspersed with these shots are a few pictures of your mom, on the floor nude with her legs splayed, furiously fingering her mouth and pussy respectively.
...And you notice that the pictures of you she keeps in her wallet are spread out on the floor before her.
As you absorb all of this, you begin wondering exactly what you're going to do next...
