Dale liked that his mother was honest about how she felt, getting attention. He nodded to validate her. She would be needing a lot of that from now on, and he didn't mind providing it, so she would learn not to do anything without his approval in the future. While she was surprised at what he told her to do, she didn't wait long before obeying, her dress produced on the floor. He didn't really care much about where the clothing ended up, as long as it was off her when he said. She was falling into line rather nicely, all these bizarre things registering as normal to her now, simply because her body had been altered.<br/><br/>He didn't even tell her to tend to him, and she still knew to take hold of his flesh, and pump it. He thought she was good enough at it, a natural even, but Candice seemed to lack some of the experience that her new body suggested she had. Her enthusiasm and the visual aid of her new tits was more than enough to make it an overall enjoyable mother and son moment. This room had been where she hugged him goodbye for school, and now she was trying to please him here. It made his cock twitch, and send a glob of precum across the skin of her stomach.<br/><br/>It was quite endearing to see her so disappointed and startled when he told her to stop. This new Candice went to do what he'd ordered right away, whereas the mother he'd known would have been staunchly offended by his tone. Then again, former Candice didn't have fat titties and a rounded, made-for-fucking cunt. He heard her move about in there, and was content in sitting down in the livingroom, tv on while he played on his phone. His cock was too hard to be imprisoned quite yet, and he wasn't about to waste it on his own hand, so he waited for it to go down.<br/><br/>She came out before it had relaxed, and it immediately drew blood back when she presented herself once again, naked. Dale smiled as he looked her over. So compliant. He relished in her attention, ignoring her first while finishing off three more messages, before turning back to her, finally. Back in the day, mom would have been livid with that kind of treatment. "Yeah. Put the food here and I'll get to it." he said and gestured tiredly at the couch table in front of him. She of course had to be told twice because her eyes were on his veiny weapon.<br/><br/>He sighed and rolled his eyes, as though it was arduous to explain things for her. "You can't even find your own clothes, mom?" he said with disappointment. "We threw some shit out, because it was hideous, but some of the girls left things in your closet, so just use some of that." he said and gestured upstairs. Dale leaned back, cock in full view for her, and crossed his arms like it was his normal state, swinging free and hard. "But first," he said and leaned forward, cock touching his torso from his new position. He looked her in the eye, as though the next words out of him would be complicated for her. "Get the food. Get me some wine. And put it infront of me, okay?" she needed to understand she didn't look like the accomplished, strong woman she'd been all her life, anymore.<br/><br/>He put his feet on the table, something she'd decidedly hated. "And why do you keep looking at your son's cock, Candice? I think it's kinda sick." he muttered before going back to his phone. she was given to understand she wasn't important enough to be looked at, if she wasn't pleasing him in any direct way. The cock twitched for her attention, since he was getting into his new role, and how she handled it. It was like he was getting his revenge on her, finally, for being a fucking dragon lady all his life.