Inner Mom part 1

 Warning this story contains body horror elements and gore if you are squeamish be advised.

  "Happy birthday bro," Caleb said to his friend Ben.
          "Hmmmmm huh? Oh thanks man..." Ben said looking up from his phone.
           He had been staring at a text from his sister, that he hasn't seen or spoken to in six years. For some reason though today of all days, she texted him.
          "Is something wrong?" Caleb asked his friend, noticing he seemed distracted. "You're not still angry about the joke I made about your birthday are you?" He asked.
           "Huh? No I agree with you, I have never seen my birth certificate, so maybe you're right." Ben replied. Every year Caleb makes the same joke, because his sister, mom and him all shared the same birthday, March 1st.
Ben had thought it was strange, but he had gotten used to it and shrugged it off.
             Though after the text his sister Christy sent him, maybe there was something strange about his birthday.
            Don't go home Ben, I should have come clean to you sooner.I'm sorry but what ever you do don't go home. Please.
        Why now?After her 18th birthday Christy started acting strange, and then 4 month later she just disappeared. Why is she texting me now on my 18th birthday, Ben thought to himself.

        "Hey Ben.I did get you this," Caleb said handing him a gift.
     Ben unwrapped the gift, seeing a light blue PS5 controller. "Hey thanks man, I really appreciate it." Ben said.
            "No problem. Hey I think lunch is about over, we should head to class." Caleb said walking back towards the school.

            "You know what? I think I'm going to ditch the rest of the day. Enjoy my birthday." Ben said.
        "Haha! Nice dude, sounds good how bout I come over tonight and we play some MK11?" Caleb said, looking back at Ben.
         "Sure thing man, come over around 5pm okay?" Ben said.
           "Yeah see you then." Caleb called out, walking towards the school.
       Ben waved at his friend and began to make his way home.
         "Ben!" A voice called out to him.
    Ben turned around to see Sarah, the girl he has had a crush on since 7th grade. "Oh! Hey Sarah, what up?" He asked shyly.
         "I'm going back to class which is this way, what's up with you?" She replied.
       "Oh you know. Just ditching the rest of the day." He said.
        "Wow look at you Ben Gloding turns 18 and finally decided to break the rules. If only you got that growth spurt you always desired." She joked.

        

          "Ha! Ha! Very funny." Ben said sarcastically. People always seemed to make fun of his height, he was only 5' 1". "I just was going to go home and enjoy my birthday."
            "Yeah I get it, I never go to school on my birthday." Sarah laughed. "Well I best get going. Don't want to be late to Mr. Russell's class. Have a great birthday Ben."
         "Yeah see you tomorrow Sarah." Ben said, his stomach doing summer salts during the whole conversation. "Damn, there she goes." He sighed.
       Ben began to make his way to his car. The one thing he had going for him was his Mom was rich and he got a nice 2022 Chevy Camaro. But it didn't get him any girlfriend like he hoped.
         He started the car and glanced down at his phone again. The text from his sister, it made no sense. Why shouldn't he go home, come clean about what? He thought to himself while he drove home. Alot had happend six years ago, his sister apparently met a guy dropped out of high-school and moved away. Supposedly she has a two kids now too.
        His dad also left that same year with no explanation, his mom said she would tell him on his 18th birthday. Which just so happens to be today, time to get some answers, he thought to himself. He pulled into the driveway, noticing his mother car next to his.
        Ben shut off the car and paused, the text still burned in his brain. Ben always was ignorant to his mother's wealth. She had never worked a day in her life, but had all this money. She was the head of some strange club though. She called it the MOMC, he had no idea what it was but it was quite mysterious.
         Ben grabbed his phone calling his sister. He had to know more about the text she sent.
            "The number you called is no longer available, please hang up and dial again." The voice said through his receiver. 
        "Strange?" Ben whispered to himself.
        
   KNOCK! KNOCK!
        "Oh shit!" Ben cried out, the sound of someone knocking on his window startling him. He looked over to see his mother waving at him. "Shit mom you scared me!" Ben said, opening the car door and stepping out.
        "I'm sorry baby, I heard your car pull up. Why aren't you at school?" His mom asked, slipping her hand on his back and leading him towards the house.
        "I just wanted to spend my birthday at home. Is that alright?" Ben asked, walking slowly towards the house.
        "Of course honey, I just finished getting you birthday surprise ready in the lounge." She said.

        Ben began to feel nervous, it almost felt as if his mom was pushing him towards the front door. His sisters text burned into his mind.
        "Honey are you alright? You seem stiff." His mom asked.
         "Yeah I'm fine. You just scared me is all. I thought you would be at one of the MOMC meeting today. Isn't March an important day for all of you?" Ben explained. 
          "Usually yes, but today is your birthday, mine and your sisters. I wanted to celebrate our birthdays with my children today." She explained.  "Your sister will be here around 4pm."
           "Wait Christy is coming here tonight?" Ben asked.
          "Of course honey, she wouldn't miss your 18th birthday. " his mom purred.
        If Christy is coming here why did she send me that text? He thought, maybe she was just messing with me.
     He noticed his mother hal lead him all the eay into the house, her hand slightly pushing him the whole way. A knot built in his stomach, he thought maybe Christy was just messing with him. But all the strangeness around his birthday and not seeing his sister and father in six years made him nervous.
         "Hey mom? Was I actually born on March 1st. I mean the fact I share a birthday with you and Christy just seems impossible." Ben asked. His mom looked at him raising an eybrow.
       "Of course you where. I will explain it all after your surprise. " She said motioning toward the lounge.
         "Okay?" Ben said, suspicious of his mother.
       "It may be strange at first Ben, but I'm sure in time you will love it." She said walking with him towards the closed door.
       Ben walked slowly towards the lounge, his stomach beginning to twist and turn again. "Mom what's going on?" Ben asked nervously.
          "Don't be scared Ben, I'll tell you everything once your finished." She said opening the lounge door and lightly shoving him in.
      Ben felt his shoes touch something that wasn't the usual plush carpet. He turned quickly to ask his mom what was going on, but he saw her close the door. Ben grabbed the handle to leave the room but found it to be locked.
        "Mom?" He called out. "Haha very funny mom!" Ben shouted trying to open the door.  All he heard was silence on the other side, he pulled and pulled on the door, but I didn't budge. "Mom! Please! What going on? What are you doing?" Ben cried, falling down to his knees. His hand brushed the floor, instead of the plush carpet he felt some kind of plastic sheet.
        Finally deciding to take a look around the room he saw the whole floor and some of the wall covered in plastic.
      "What the fuck?" Ben gasped, the room looking like some kind of mafia hit room he had seen in movies.
     Fear began to grip his entire being when he laid eyes on the coffee table and saw a lone wrapped present sitting there.
        "Okay? Freaky." Ben joked with himself. This all feels like some kind of horror movie, if he opened the gift would a creature pop out and kill him, he thought. It would explain the plastic ,she would want any blood to get anywhere. Did she kill Christy and dad? That makes no sense how would Christy have texted me then?
             Ben stood still staring down the gift, not wanting to open it. But the gift had ideas of its own. It began to shake and the lid popped off. The four walls of the present fell away to reveal a statue.

            "What the fuck!" Ben exclaimed, seeing what looked like a bronze pregnant woman.          The statue the began to glow with a strange gold hue. "Okay I'm out!" Ben said reaching for the phone in his pocket, with the intention was to call the police. Reaching into his pocket though he noticed his phone was missing.
      "What? No!" Ben shouted frantically searching for his missing phone.
      Running over to the door he began to pull and pound on it. "Help please!" He shouted, hoping his mom had a change of heart.            Looking over his shoulder he saw the glow of the statue grow brighter. He watched a gold light shoot from it striking the back of his right wrist.
        "Aggggrh! What the fuck!" Ben cried out. He began to feel dizzy and fell to his knees. "Help!" He called out. But it was no more than a whisper. Ben tried to stay awake but his eyes felt extremely heavy, slowly he tried to rise, but immediately fell down completely hitting his head on the ground and everything went dark.
2 hours later
      Slowly Ben's eyes opened, the room looking slightly blurry, almost like he was looking through a foggy window. "What the fuck? Was that all a dream?" He said rubbing his eyes. Looking around the room though, he saw that it wasn't a dream. The floor and the wall was still covered in plastic and the strange statue was on the table.
      It was no longer glowing though, hell maybe it never did, he thought. Ben slowly rose to his feet, his skin feeling extremely tight against his bones. He didn't know why but he almost felt stuffy, like he was wrapped in a tight blanket.
         Ben groaned, looking towards the statue on the table. "Okay so...." he began to say, watching the statue begin to glow the same gold. A sudden burning pain camefrom his right wrist.
           "Ahhhhh! What the fuck!" He cried gripping his wrist. A strange gold glow seemed to be emanating from underneath his skin. He watched the glow get brighter, the burning bringing tears to Ben's eyes. "What? What's going ahhhhhh!" He cried the glow becoming so bright he had to close his eyes. Then suddenly...nothing, the pain faded.
        "What the fuck?" Ben said looking down at his wrist. What he saw scared him, his wrist had burns on the front and back of it. Slowly reaching toward his burnt wrist and touched his skin, but there was no pain. His left hand was shaking, reaching towards his right wrist. Slowly he touched the skin, feeling the burnt edges of it. Ben was confused, it should have hurt but it didn't.
           He raised his wrist closer to his eyes because his vision was still blurry. Looking closely at the burn he could have sworn that he saw more skin underneath the chard skin. He pulled at the skin, still feeling no pain as he tore it away. "What the fuck!" He shouted, his skin pulling free in a big chunk. Throwing it onto the plastic, underneath the chard skin was perfectly smooth skin with what looked like some kind of tattoo. 
           He didn't get a good look at it when his body was suddenly wracked with pain. "Jesus christ!" Ben cried out. His skin felt extremely,  tight as his body grew in size.
     Ben unbuttoned his pant and kicked them off, his shoes going with them. He looked down at his thighs, watching as his skin stretched and tore, like a cloth being pulled in two directions.
         His thighs bulged, the skin ripping and falling away. There was no blood at all, as his flesh fell onto the plastic covering the floor with a wet slap. "Nggggff!" Ben groaned, his legs beginning to lengthen. The skin around his ankles tore when he shot up in height. "What the fuck! What the arghhhh!" Ben screamed, feeling something burst through his left hand, his arm growing longer.  Looking over he saw longer thinner fingers with what looked like manicured nails had burst from his older fingers. It looked as if another hand had burt forth from his old hand. Like another human was underneath his own skin.
         "Ahhhhhhh! What the fuck? What's happening to meeeeee!" Ben cried his torso also began to grow, bringing his height up to 5'7". The skin around his belly button separated from his waist, looking like he was wearing a skin shirt and pants. "Oh fuck!" He groaned, reaching his right hand over to peel his skin back from the left hand that emerged. Ben had control over the new left hand, moving and stretching the fingers on it while he pulled at his old left hand. It tore away relatively easily when he pulled at it. It plopped to the ground, his new left hand completely free from its flesh prison.
           "Hngghhh! So tight!" Ben groaned, gripping the skin on his left bicep and pulling. Peeling the skin away getting rid of the feeling of tightness. "Hngghhh! Oh fuck what am I doing?" Ben gasped, seeing a new smooth left arm emerge from underneath his old flesh.
       "Argghhh!" He gasped, Ben's right arm now growing suddenly. He pulled the skin off his right hand like it was a glove, dropping it to the ground and wiggled the fingers on his new right hand.
        "Oh god! It's so tight, I can't breath!" Ben gasped pulling off his shirt and throwing it aside. Pulling and tearing at the skin around his belly, revealing a toned stomach and waist.
       A pressure began to build in his chest and rear, while he pulled away the skin around his belly frantically. The feeling of being constricted driving his actions. Chunks of flesh plopped on the ground. The skin on his chest and butt bulged and stretched, staining to contain the asset growing beneath.
      "Mmmmmngghh!" Ben groaned pulling the rest of the flesh off his right arm and began to tear at the skin around his shoulders and collar bone. Twin bulges strained at his chest, making it extremely hard to get a breath out. His whole torso felt like it was in a vice.
        "Nrrrrrrggfgghhhh!" Ben groaned, reaching for his left nipple and pulling at it. The skin tore free around it, a new larger areola and nipple hidden behind it. Throwing the chunck of flesh against the wall, he went back in tearing and ripping at the skin around his left nipple. Like a memory foam mattress stuffed in a small cardboard box, a fleshy orb burst from his skin, jiggling about now free from it boy skin prison.
        He pulled the skin around his chest and ribs, trying to relieve the pressure. The bulging skin around his right nipple burst, a large D cup breast bursting free. "Nrrrrhgggghhh! Mmmmmm! Ohhhhhh!" Ben groaned, his spin curving inward slightly. He continued to dig out his new breast out of his old skin, the feeling of not being able to breathe fading.
      Ben pulled at the flesh on and around his neck, the skin on his back no longer gripping anything and falling to ground with a splat. He toke a deep labored breaths in and out, his hands reaching over to grip his new breast.             "Are...these tits?" Ben gasped squeezing, and groping the mounds of flesh. "Am I becoming a woman?" He whispered to himself. Ben reached down to his boxers and pulled them down. The flesh on his thighs and lower legs peeling away with the underwear. 
         He stepped out of the boxers and lumps of flesh that clung to his legs, looking down at his limp penis. He gripped it and pulled at it, the male organ popping right off from his groin. Shocked he dropped the flaccid cock to the ground and reached back down to his crotch.
  CRACK!
      Both of his hips violently jutted out becoming wider, the flesh around them tearing apart. Ben gripped the last bit of flesh that was holding his male skin to his bottom and tore it free, her ass now free from the confines of the old skin. Her old butt, balls and the taint connecting them falling to the floor.
        "Mmmmm! Oh fuck" Ben cried her hand snaking down to her new pussy, nestled between her legs. While she lightly touched her new privates, the skin on the back of her skull began to blow up, almost like a balloon. 
          "Oh god I'm a woman!" She cried feeling her pussy quiver at her touch. "What the I canth seeeth!" Ben screamed, her vision going completely dark.
       She reached up to her eyes lightly touching around the eye lid.
  Squelch! Pop!
    Her left eye exploded like a zit, she couldn't see it but a new light brown eye, toke it's place. The right eye followed suit, exploding out and her sight returning.  "Nnnnnnnnth! Ben cried in shock, her tongue feeling heavy in her mouth. She reached her hand up into her mouth, her teeth falling away, she grabbed her tongue and pulled, it ripping from her mouth.
           The giant bulge of flesh exploded on the back of her head, blonde hair flowing from the opening.  She brought both hand to the now gaping hole in the back of her head and gripped two sides of it. She pulled as hard as she could, the flesh on the back of her head pulling free. She then reached towards the front of her face pulling and tearing flesh away, like she was tearing into a. brittle latex Halloween mask.
          "Mmmmmmm!" She groaned, her voice shifting to a new octave. She tore and shredded the skin of her old face, her new face slowly emerging as she did. She finished pulling the rest of her old skin from her face. "Fuck!" She moaned, her new blonde hair brushing her shoulders.

       Ben ran her hand down her body, removing any lingering excess flesh. She reached down and pulled off her socks, the flesh from her old feet coming off as well. "Holy shit what happened to me?" Ben questioned, running a hand through her new soft hair.
          She heard the door click open, and Ben saw her mom walked in the room.
         "Oh honey! You turned out so beautiful!" She gushed approaching Ben.
         Ben backed up from his mother, not wanting her to come any closer to her. "Mom! What the fuck did you do to me?" She growled, her new voice sounding strange to her ears.
         "Ohhh! Honey! You have become your true self, emerged from the cocoon of your old flesh, that you have been growing inside of the last 18 years." She said.
           "What the fuck are you talking about?" Ben said, her hands continuing to roam about her body.
             "Why don't we go into the front room so our housekeepers can clean up this mess and I'll explain everything," she said motioning to her old male flesh on the floor. 
        "Fine!" Ben scowled, following her mom out of the lounge and into the living room. Her mother sat down on the couch and motioned for Ben to do the same. She slowly sat down on the couch, her naked butt touching the cushion was a strange feeling. 
        "It's so good to finally see my daughter for the first time. These 18 years have been so long." Her mom said.
          "What? Mom what did you do to me why am I a woman?" Ben asked, getting frustrated now.
           "Well because this is your destiny. You are now a proud member of the MOMC. The Moms of March Club." She said. "You and your sister were born to be apart of this club, that why all of our birthdays are on March 1st, and so are Christy's kids and your two children will be born on March 1st as well." She explained.
             "What? Moms of March club?" Ben stuttered, confused by what his mother just told him.
       "Yes honey, we are an order that has been around for hundreds of years, operating in the shadows to benefit woman kind. We are immortal beings that give birth to two children, that will continue the legacy that we built and give us powers from the goddess Aphrodite to help all women. So now that both my children have become their true selves I can finally begin my journey and help the woman of the world, my powers have fully manifested." She explained
         "No! There is no way this I happening! I...." Ben cried out not wanting to hear anymore. "I have a life mom! What about my friends? What about school? My future?"
          "Well honey, this is your life now, you are a beautiful 35 year old woman who will soon be a mom and a full time member of our organization." She said. "You will hate it a first I'm sure, but you will soon love it trust me."
           "Trust you? No! You locked me in a room and changed me against my will." Ben yelled getting to her feet. "And there is no way I'm going to be a Mom. Ugh!"
         "Unfortunately honey there is no stopping you becoming pregnant. By June 1st you will be with child and by March 1st of next year you will give birth. There is no escaping this." Her mom said.
           "Fuck you!" Ben screamed storming off to the restroom and slamming the door. She put her head in her hands and slid down to the ground. Tears flowed down her face, not believing what was happening. How could she do this to me, and now she wants me pregnant, she thought to herself while she cried.
         She cried for about five minutes, finally bringing her head up to look at the strange tattoos on her right wrist. On one side was some kind of strange looking letter, maybe and M on the other side was what looked like lips and the words love you. On the inside of his left wrist was a fancy looking black heart.
           "What the fuck are these?" She questioned tracing the tattoos with her fingers. A gold glow emanating from them as her fingers touched the designs. "Freaky" she whispered to herself, her eyes leaving the new tattoos and beginning to roam her body once more. Slowly getting to her feet she made her way to the bathroom mirror to get a better look at herself. 

      
       "Holy shit! Is that me?" Ben said seeing her new reflection for the first time. "But I look nothing like me, or even my mom. I look completely different." She states, examining he face closely. "No one in my family has blonde hair, and how old am I?" She asked herself,  rembering that her mom said she was now 35. "So I went from 18 to 35 in one day. Fuck me!"
            Ben sat herself on the bathroom counter, her new butt providing plenty of cushion. She continued to stare at herself,  the word of her mom running in her mind.
        A secret organization? Aphrodite?  I'm going to be a mother? No there is no way that's going to happen, she thought to herself. Getting off the sink counter she put her hands on her belly, a knot building in her stomach thinking she may one day be pregnant.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!
         "Ben? It's me...Christy," a unfamiliar voice said on the other side of the door.
          Walking over to the door, she opened it slowly and saw a woman she had never seen in her entire life.
             "Damn, mom did a number on you." The woman that claimed to be Christy said.
            "You're Christy?" Ben asked. "You look nothing like my sister."
              "And you look nothing like my brother." She said. "I got the same treatment as you bro." She said walking away from the bathroom and towards the kitchen.
         Curiosity getting the better of her Ben followed her into the kitchen, the unfamiliar jiggling makeing her wince the whole way.
            "Did you not get my text?" Christy asked, pouring a cup of coffee for herself.
          "No I did, but I tried to call you and it said the number was no longer connected." Ben replied.
           "Damn that goddess bitch. She probably knew I was trying to stop the ceremony. " Christy mumbled to herself. She looked over at her brother taking in his whole appearance. "Damn! At least you got one of the younger models."
         "Huh?" Ben said, Christy's roaming eyes making her uncomfortable. She covered her breasts with her right arm, and her new pussy with her left hand, a smirk appearing on her sisters face.
          "Most people that change look about anywhere from 40 to 50. You must be in your mid to late 30s." She explained. "So any questions you got for me bro."
         "Um yeah...what happened, why did you leave?" Ben asked.

       
           "I thought you would heave figured that at by now." She smirked. " I turned 18, and just like you I changed into this. Then randomly every day till I got knocked up, I continued to change back and forth, from teenager to milf. Then I met my husband, he got me pregnant and now I have two kids."
           "Wait, you said you changed back?" Ben asked.
          "Yep and so will you. Well until you get all pregnant and stuff." Christy replied.
         "Yeah, that's not going to happen." Ben scoffed.
           "Good. It will be hard Ben, every time you change into this from you will have to fight the urges and they will get stronger every time." Christy said.
          "What urges?" Ben asked.
       "To become a mother. To get pregnant. Every time you change you will become more feminine in nature, more of a mom to be in a way." She explained."I hoped to save you from this Ben, that's why I texted you, but clearly Aphrodite caught on. But maybe if you resist till June 2nd, maybe then you'll be free."
        "I will fight this Christy." Ben said with confidence.
        "I hope so Ben." Christy said with a smirk.
To be continued...

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