7 Maddie Fenton Redux

While making Desiree his bitch had been out of this world and an act in a league of its own, it'd also reminded Danny of another woman. The ghost genie's curves and fat tits had led him back to his own mother. Now, as he floats down through the ceiling into his parents' bedroom, he smiles at his sleeping mother… and scoffs under his breath at his snoring father.

Tonight wasn't one of the nights when Maddie Fenton was passed out unconscious downstairs in the lab, but that was alright. Danny had no intention of fucking his mom tonight, especially not right beside his dad, who could have woken up any moment. Even if Jack Fenton was a worthless sack of shit who'd been more than half the reason Danny and Jazz had spent their childhoods being ridiculed and bullied at school and around the town, Danny wasn't dumb enough to expose himself to the risk of that man getting a free shot at him.

No, as he floats there above his parents, silent and ethereal, Danny reaches out not to wake Maddie up, nor to play with her beautiful body… but to grasp her soul and begin playing with THAT once more. The first time around, Danny had changed his mother's eternal soul in such a way that she'd believed it was her duty, albeit a reluctant and unwanted duty, to serve him, to serve the Phantom as his unwilling cum dump.

He'd made great use of her then, but one of the things Maddie had said back during that time had stuck with Danny. It was an off-the-cuff comment, but after everything, perhaps he was still a little angry at his mother. Perhaps he just wanted to humiliate her a little more. That thing she'd said back then…

"T-This is wrong… you're… you're young enough to be my son."

The irony, that he WAS her son, was not lost on him. But it was lost on her. What if instead of her being purely disgusted by the idea, he made it so that she was secretly very, VERY interested in the idea. It's not that difficult. Danny can see it as he peers into his mother's soul. Her love for her son, for both of her children… it's right there, one of her cornerstone's in fact.

Setting aside her feelings for Jazz for the moment (that could be for another time, if he truly felt the need to go further) Danny focuses on Maddie's love for him. It's platonic in nature, of course. The woman is a lot of things, but an incestuous cunt she is not. Not at first, anyways. Its so easy to stretch things so that Maddie's love becomes… romantic in nature. To pry into her soul, into her sleeping thoughts and insert lust and arousal into the affection that she felt every time she thought of Danny Fenton, every time she laid eyes on her son.

Maddie twitches and her brow furrows as she feels a beat of confusion from this sudden paradigm shift, but Danny simply wipes away any memory of there ever being a time when she wasn't hopelessly enamored with her baby boy. The furrowed brow washes away as a result, and instead her cheeks go pink as she bites her lower lip, whimpering quietly at the thought of Danny, at the thought of her own son doing… such lewd things to her.

Putting her sleeping mind into a dream that would fulfill her every new fantasy regarding her son, Danny pulls back from his mother's soul once more, having changed it yet again to fit his desire. He floats over her and his father's bed for a second longer, grinning wickedly as he stares down at his mother's sleeping face. Tomorrow would be interesting, to say the least. Though, he didn't expect it this to bear fruit right away.

She would fight it, just as she'd tried to fight the last change. This time, it would be societal norms that would hold Maddie at bay for however long she could resist her desires. How long would she last? Only time would tell…

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It had been a LONG week, and as Maddie bit her lower lip, trying to resist the urge to wiggle her hips as she washes dishes, she also tries to rein in her more… despicable thoughts. She can feel his eyes on him. She can feel his gaze on her backside. Or maybe she can't. If she looks back now, will he be staring at her? Will he be watching her with those knowing eyes of his?

Chancing it, Maddie Fenton looks over her shoulder, where her son Danny is at the table, doing his homework. He's not looking at her, nor does she catch him in the process of quickly and hastily glancing away. If he was staring at her, he was too fast for her to catch him in the act. Ah, but no… he's probably just been doing his homework…

Now that she's looking at him, Danny does finally look up from the math problem he's working on. He blinks at her, and lifts a single eyebrow in an almost challenging, questioning manner.

"Mom? What's up?"

Immediately flushed with embarrassment at what should be a simple, innocuous question, Maddie looks away, going back to the dishes.

"O-Oh, nothing honey! Go back to your homework!"

A moment later, she hears his pencil scratching back and forth across the paper again, and her shoulders slump a little in relief. She'd been fighting with herself for a long time on this. The older Danny got, the more she'd seen a man before her, rather than a boy. But if Maddie was honest, it was this last week that things had gotten worse. Danny had become more assertive, more… commanding.

It wasn't anything special. He'd just… well, normally the dishes were his chore, but he'd told her he had homework and that if she wanted them done, she should do them herself. It was a phase Jazz had gone through too, belligerent and cocky. It was something all teenagers did, testing the boundaries. The problem was, Maddie didn't see a teenager when she looked at her son. She saw a man… more of a man than her husband could ever be.

That thought alone is enough to see the smoking hot MILF duck her head and blush all the harder, as if someone can hear her thoughts if she's not too careful. She hurries to continue washing the dishes, biting at her lower lip and rubbing her thighs together. Danny was just… he was her son! She shouldn't be thinking these things about him, she knew that. She should never have started thinking them in the first place.

And yet… and yet she did. For a long time, the woman had lusted after her beloved baby boy, her own flesh and blood. Once or twice, she'd barely managed to keep Danny's name off her lips when she and Jack made love. She HADN'T managed it any of the times she'd recently masturbated at night whenever Jack wasn't around… and right now, Jack WASN'T around.

That was the other bad thing. Jack and Jazz were out on a father-daughter two-week retreat of some sort. It'd snuck up on them… all of them. But now Maddie was alone with her son, and while they'd had a good week together, the fact was, without Jack or Jazz, the two of them HAD been spending more time this week together then they had in a long time. Shit, Danny wasn't even going out in the evenings to see his friends!

It wasn't a sustainable situation. Something was going to-

"Mom. Get me a new pencil, would you?"

Danny's casual voice cuts through Maddie's feverish thoughts like a knife. She freezes up at first, and then slowly turns around to see that her son is holding his pencil up, the tip broken. Her gaze slides over to the pencil sharpener only a few feet behind him, but Danny makes no move to get up and use it. He just keeps staring at her expectantly, holding out his pencil.

Slowly, face bright red, the gorgeous MILF walks over to the counter and pulls one of the freshly sharpened pencils from the jar next to the sharpener. Then, she walks over to her son and trades him for his broken one. As she turns to walk back to the pencil sharpener however, she feels a sudden sting through her jumpsuit as Danny spanks her, his words hitting her ears a moment later.

"Thanks Mads, you're a doll."

An immediate flood of pussy juices explodes from Maddie's cunt and her legs lock together in a barely-successful attempt at keeping her on her feet as she freezes up. W-What?! Had that… had that just happened? Slowly, Maddie turns back to her son, only to find Danny already at work on his math homework again, the new pencil writing away.

… Had she imagined it? How could she have imagined it? Her buttocks was still stinging from the impact of his palm against her ass. And yet, Danny was acting like… like nothing had happened. It's in that moment that Maddie breaks. She can't contain herself anymore. She needs… she needs him.

"Sweetie…"

Danny looks up from his homework innocently enough, as if he hadn't just paddled her bottom as a reward for doing his bidding.

"Yeah, mom?"

Licking her lips, Maddie considers what to say.

"Mommy… mommy needs your help."

She's still not sure how to word it, even as she finds herself squirming under her son's oddly knowing gaze. But Danny just takes one look at her and says it for her, just like that.

"Do you need me to fuck you, mom? You're looking pretty red. I figure without dad around, you've probably been going through withdrawals since you're such a slut, so if you want, I could stick it to you in his place."

If Maddie were herself, if Phantom hadn't played with her soul not once, but twice, she would have been shocked, appalled, and outraged to hear such things from her son's mouth. But this is not that Maddie, and she'll never be that Maddie again. In the end, this Maddie is just… relieved that she doesn't have to say it. Instead, all she has to do… is agree.

"O-Okay."

Danny snorts derisively at her stutter, setting his pencil down and standing up from the table. As he moves to unbutton and unzip his pants, Maddie stands there, frozen and staring. He pauses and looks at her for a moment before gesturing at the dining table.

"Well? Bend over, mom. I can't fuck you if you just stand there looking like a stupid bitch."

Another shudder goes through Maddie, and she has to hold herself up to keep from falling to her knees and climaxing all over the floor right then and there. He's so… so assertive. And she loves him for it, all the more. She loves her son for calling her a stupid bitch, for agreeing to fuck her so she can finally fucking think straight.

Stumbling the few steps it takes to get herself to the table, Maddie unzips her jumpsuit and practically tears the top half down her body. She pulls it down over her hips and leaves it snug around her thighs as she tugs her panties down off of her crotch as well, before finally bending over the table properly. Reaching back, Maddie pulls apart her thighs and revealing her slick, wet, needy pussy, even as she looks and sees Danny moving into position behind her, his massive cock (just as big as she fantasized it was!) already in hand.

He's inside of her a moment later, and Maddie cums on the spot, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue sticking straight out of her mouth as she moans throatily. In response, Danny rears back a hand and spanks her fat bottom, growling at her to shut up as he fucks her. Maddie just squeals like the needy cunt she is, and eventually he has to reach out and hooks his fingers in the sides of her mouth to stifle her noisy impulses, slamming into her from behind again and again as her back arches from the position and the power with which he's fucking her.

Her own son is using her like she's nothing more than a sex toy, like she's nothing more than his live-in doll to be bent over and fucked whenever he likes. She loves it, she finds. No one who knew Maddie Fenton would have ever thought she would, least of all herself… but she does. Being used and abused by her baby boy as his massive shaft barrels into her needy cunt again and again and again… its everything Maddie has been wanting for a long, LONG time.

"Stupid whore… fucking dumb cunt… if you need a REAL man to fuck you, learn to just ask. Jeez, is this why you keep looking at me? Were you lusting after your own son all this time? You're a terrible mom… but I guess you make a decision cum dumpster if nothing else."

Maddie climaxes again and again, both from Danny's words and his giant cock. She orgasm at the slightest provocation, even as what he's saying etches itself into her psyche, into her mind. His every word is cutting and biting… and completely and utterly true. Nothing he's said is a lie, at least not to Maddie. He's right… he's right, he's right, he's right.

A throaty scream of pleasure erupts stifled from Maddie's throat as Danny finally cums inside of her and she orgasms explosively one last time around his shaft. Then, he's pulling away, his cock slipping free of her gripping cunt and his fingers leaving her mouth. No longer pinned to the table by his rock-hard body, Maddie ends up sliding clean off of it, her legs no longer able to support her. She finds herself kneeling on the floor beside the dining table as Danny retakes his seat at the head of it and returns to his homework.

Panting, the beautiful MILF slowly recovers. Not quickly enough for Danny though, not by far. After a few minutes, he looks down at her and scoffs.

"If you've got time to laze about on the floor, you have time to crawl under the table and clean my dick, mom. Otherwise, you've got chores to do, don't you?"

Given the choice, Maddie eagerly kneels between Danny's legs and uses her mouth and tongue to clean their combined juices off of his dick. Then, afterwards she goes and does the chores around the house, chores that Danny was actually supposed to be doing while she did research down in the lab. But that was okay. Maddie was happy to help her beloved son in any way she possibly could…

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