Blissful Ignorance

Button Mash barely got a wink of sleep the night that he realized his mom had drank the entirety of Zecora’s bimbo potion. The potential side effects that Zecora listed echoed through his head every waking hour. Should he have labeled it differently? Should he have spoken up? What was going to happen to his mom? And most importantly, when was he going to see results?

Cream Heart had just woken up from a deep sleep, unaware of the changes that were made to her body. Her nightgown was no longer covering her panty-less crotch, it had been raised somehow. This was because overnight, her breasts had grown almost a full cup size larger, and her hips were four inches wider on both sides. Cream Heart gets out of bed and walks out to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee. It was right around when the coffee-maker started brewing that her son Button Mash walked into the kitchen. He attempts to grab some cereal from the pantry before stopping in his tracks to notice an unusual sight. He noticed his mom’s nightgown, which usually made it to the halfway point of her thighs, was failing to reach past her rump. Half of Cream Heart’s naked ass was exposed for her son to glare at.

Button Mash succeeded in his attempt to avert his gaze before his mother noticed, but suddenly he wondered if she even would have if he had kept staring. After all, she drank a potion made specifically to make her think less last night, and, as was clearly noticeable, she didn’t pay no mind to cover up her shame. Button Mash knew that even if she was tired, Cream Heart would have had the basic understanding to obstruct her nudity before getting out of bed. Nevertheless, he attempted to ignore the slight nakedness of his mom’s backside and make his breakfast. Once the coffee finished brewing, Cream Heart got a coffee cup out of the pantry before filling it about two-thirds full. She then walks up to the fridge where her son’s eyes meet with her own.

“Morning honey,” Cream Heart said, her voice strained from having just woken up. Button Mash’s exhaustion sprung out of him from almost running into his mom. He did not dare to glance down at her crotch, even though his mammalian instincts screamed at him to do so.

“Good morning mom,” Button Mash replied. He turns to the fridge and grabs the milk for his cereal, while his mom grabbed the carton of creamer.

“Hey, make sure that all of the coffee cups get washed when you do the dishes,” Cream Heart told her son as she poured the cream into her cup of coffee. Even in the morning, when both herself and Button Mash were on the verge of falling asleep while standing up, Cream Heart was still just as demanding.

“Yes ma’am,” Button Mash responded, deciding that he would wait to caffeinate himself until after he did the dishes, as his mom took the last clean cup. He pours the milk into his cereal before going to the couch where he can enjoy his breakfast in peace. Cream Heart doesn’t move from behind the kitchen counter when she takes a sip of her coffee. It takes her a couple of slurps before her brain regains it’s proper cognition. Even then, it took until she was done with her coffee for her to look down and notice her unobscured vagina was nearly on full display.

‘Crap! Crap! Crap!’ Cream Heart descends into an internal panic, darting to her bedroom to look for a pair of panties, a longer nightgown, or anything to cover herself with. She settles on a pair of panties that matched the color of her nightgown, all while still holding her coffee cup in her right hand. Cream Heart calms down a little bit, but she was no doubt embarrassed by her previously indecent exposure. To make matters worse, it was in front of her own son.

Cream Heart couldn’t help but wonder how she didn’t think to do something about it until it was too late. Most importantly, how did she have this problem in the first place? Just last night, the length of her nightgown stopped halfway down her thighs, today it couldn’t even go past her pussy. Did anything spontaneously grow overnight? She didn’t feel any taller. Did she suddenly start gaining weight? Maybe her figure got more voluptuous. Perhaps, this was something that she didn’t even have to worry about. Maybe Button enjoyed looking at her. After all, her big booty was hanging out of her pretty little nightgown. Maybe it would have been really sexy if-

Cream Heart suddenly realizes that her brain went into autopilot and, after what felt like a one-second time jump, she was in the shower, now completely naked. She could not recollect what she was thinking about for a second, then suddenly she got a chill down her spine. Was she thinking about her own son staring at her swollen rump? Cream Heart’s mind was everywhere this morning, why would she think about, let alone want, Button Mash to sexualize her like that.

It was as if she had forgotten for a second that Button Mash was her son. That was not socially acceptable, or at least Cream Heart thought it wasn’t socially acceptable. She consciously decides to forget about her odd thoughts for now and have a relaxing shower. She washes her gorgeous body up and down, confirming to herself that her hips and breasts had definitely grown. Once she was finished, she walked back into her bedroom and attempted to put on one of her bras. As if she needed more confirmation that her boobs got bigger, she couldn’t get her now E-cup-sized cupcakes to fit into her bra.

Cream realized that this was a serious situation. Her body grew a significant amount over the course of twelve hours, and she had already grown out of some of her clothing. She was going to have to ask Button Mash to pick up some clothes that could fit the ominous changes to her figure on his way home from work. Resolving the situation, she puts on a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts, happy that her nakedness can have some kind of coverage. After doing his chores and playing some video games, Button Mash puts on his work uniform and goes to say goodbye to his mom.

“Oh…um…uhh…” Cream Heart had a thought in her head, but before she could say anything, it left her mind.

“What is it mom?” Button Mash asks.

“Never mind,” Cream Heart answers, “I thought I had a question to ask you, but I guess I didn’t. Have a good day at work honey.” She gives her son a kiss on the cheek before freezing to look at his face for a second. He was so handsome, and clearly the days he found the time to work out were paying off. His wide frame, his cute jawline, he was quite the looker. Cream Heart was glad that the man she was living with was so hot, that meant that she could have a great time when-

“Mom, are you okay?” Button Mash asks, snapping his mom out of her trance.

“Oh yes, sorry,” Cream Heart responds, “you move along now, I love you!”

“I love you too,” Button Mash replies. As he leaves the house Cream Heart’s mind wanders again. What was she going to fix her man for dinner tonight? Should she wear something sexy when he got home? She could worry about all that later, after all, she had all the time in the world. For now, Cream Heart decides to relax and go online to browse for dresses and shoes that were on sale, as well as other articles of cloth-

“Crap!” Cream Heart openly exclaims, face palming as she realized she had forgotten to ask Button Mash to get new bras for her.‘And was I just thinking of Button Mash like he were my husband?’ she thought, wondering exactly where her mind was going and why. Cream Heart was always on top of things when it came to remembering what to ask her son. This sudden struggle to not only remember the requests she wanted to make, but to remember that the man she was living with was her own son, seemed unrealistic to her. At this point, she needed to not worry about it and focus on what she needed to get done.

Unfortunately, Cream Heart suddenly couldn’t remember her plans for today, as if her memory problems couldn’t get any worse. She knew that stuff needed to get done around the house but other than that, it seemed like all she could do was sit and wait patiently for Button Mash to come home. All the while, Cream Heart would probably just let her mind wander aimlessly thinking about whatever nonsensical thing popped into her mind. In fact, she wouldn’t mind only thinking about pleasing a man with her sexual abilities, especially given her growing figure. Yes, it seemed like she didn’t need to care much about having any irrelevant thoughts in her head to distract her from-

*VRRRRRRR*

Suddenly, Cream Heart’s phone vibrates. She picks it up and turns it on to find a notification reminding her of her gym appointment with a client this afternoon. She was suddenly glad that she had that reminder set in her phone the night before. Otherwise, with her thought process slowly deteriorating, she would’ve missed it completely. But now Cream Heart had a major problem: her enlarged figure wasn’t going to allow her to fit into any of her workout clothes.

With her predicament going from bad to worse, she is forced to contact her client to explain why she can’t go today. Before Cream Heart sends her text, however, an idea sprung into her head. She could leave early to go and buy new workout clothes that will accommodate her updated size. Finally, the neurons in Cream Heart’s brain communicated a competent thought to her. With her problem solved, she heads out to go clothes-shopping before her gym training session. Maybe things will get better from here.

~The Next Day~

Button Mash knew that he messed up bad. His mom had already gotten more airheaded over the course of a couple of days. This morning, he walked into the kitchen to find Cream Heart completely naked as she made pancakes for both of them. She wasn’t even wearing an apron. It was at this moment that Button Mash really got to take in how much her body inflated over the past couple of days. Cream Heart’s breasts went from the size and shape of cantaloupes to resembling a couple of soft rubber beach balls. Her ass had grown so much that it took up most of her body weight. Her thighs had more jiggle than usual, suggesting that they got bigger and softer, and her hips were close to cartoonishly wide.

This was as much as Button Mash could gather in the ten seconds where all he could do was stare at his mom’s nudity before snapping back to reality and covering his eyes. Thankfully, it didn’t take as long for Cream Heart to notice that she had walked out into the kitchen and started conducting her morning routine with nothing on. After all, it was easier to forget that your body indecency was showing when you had clothes on that didn’t fit properly. Surely this prompt her to run into her bedroom and throw something on.

“Aww, you’re covering your eyes, what a gentleman,” Cream Heart said before walking up to Button Mash and kissing him on the cheek, “I always loved that about you honey, now how about you take a seat at the table so we can eat together.” This shocked Button Mash to his core. Even though his mom was now fully aware of her nudity, her mind chose to focus on the fact that he was shielding his eyes. To make matters worse, Cream Heart stared into space for a second before simply getting back to what she was doing. She had completely forgotten the proper response to realizing that she was completely naked in front of a man that, at least Button Mash presumed, she wouldn’t want to see her naked.

Instead, Cream Heart went back to making breakfast while gleefully humming to herself. Button Mash simply allowed himself to look at his mom for a second before walking to the dining table and sitting down. He was extremely confused about his mom’s behavior. Did she immediately forget that she was naked? Did she forget that it was immoral to be naked in front of her own son? Most importantly, did she fail to realize that her nakedness, as well as her obliviousness to it, was arousing him to no end. Button Mash’s rocket in his pants was ignited and ready for lift off. And to think that he would be feeling this way about his own mother, who always demanded so much of him despite his adulthood.

Eventually, Cream Heart serves him a plate of pancakes and a cup of coffee before going back to get a plate of her own. Something in Button Mash’s primal instincts loved the sight of his mom naked as she served him food, like he were a king being served by one of his female servants. She comes back with her own plate and sets it down on the table, her breasts dangling as she bent over. Button Mash avert his gaze once again, only it was futile as Cream Heart sits down across from him. She starts to eat when she notices that the man across from her isn’t looking at her.

“Why don’t you want to look at me?” Cream Heart asks, prompting Button Mash to look at her in confusion, “do I not look beautiful?” she asks with teary eyes and a pout. In any other situation, she would ask this question as some kind of joke. But Button Mash knew at this point that she was genuine, so he played along and answered honestly.

“No mom, you are very beautiful,” Button Mash says, allowing a little bit of arousal to translate in his words, “you’re gorgeous in fact, you’ve got the body of a queen.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” Cream Heart replies, blushing profusely.

“I guess I just didn’t expect you to not be wearing anything,” Button Mash adds, “usually when people realize that they’re standing naked in front of another person, they scatter quickly to find something to cover themselves up with.”

“Ohh, that’s interesting, I’m guessing that people think it’s nice to not be naked in front of a crowd of people,” Cream Heart replies.

“Yeah, that’s kind of how society works,” Button Mash says.

“Society?” Cream Heart asks in confusion. That was a big word for her nearly empty head. “Oh, that’s the thing that we live in right?”

“Yes, yes it is,” Button Mash responds.

“Wait, if we’re not outside in society, why not be naked in front of each other right now?” Cream Heart asks. Button Mash hesitates to respond as she technically wasn’t wrong. Plus, a desire to keep looking at his mom naked kept nagging at his subconscious. He knew he had to answer honestly, and yet, part of him didn’t want to. “Don’t worry, if it makes you feel better, I can wear clothes when I’m around you, but based on what you’re saying, I think you can look at me nakey all you want while you’re inside the house,” Cream Heart adds, “I mean, I gotta show these massive titties off to someone right?” A silent celebration plays out in Button Mash’s head, since his mom basically just granted him permission to stare at her naked breasts. He decides to keep his mouth shut about the ethics between mother and son, and why they state that what they are doing was morally incorrect. Though he enjoyed eating his breakfast while looking at the two plump beach balls in front of him, Button Mash still felt guilty over this whole mess. His guilt was made worse seeing as how it seemed like the basic principles of societal behavior were slipping from his mom’s brain. He decides to tell her the truth.

“Hey mom, can I tell you something?”

“Of course son,” Cream Heart replies.

“You probably don’t remember this, but a couple of nights ago you drank a potion that was the color red,” Button Mash says, “that potion was brewed by Zecora as a ‘bimbo potion.’ It was designed to make the consumer think less and less, essentially making them dumber. I intended for my girlfriend Sweetie Belle to drink it. She expressed to me on the last date that we had that she wasn’t happy with the way that she thought too much. So I wanted to do something nice for her, and then you drank the potion and…well…I n-never could have predicted this.” Button Mash started getting a little emotional as he described these events in full, hoping that his mom would understand. However, a part of him didn’t want Cream Heart to understand the events he was describing so that she wouldn’t feel compelled to get mad at him. He almost missed the mom that would give him countless orders, not necessarily so he could relive those moments, but so his mom could remember who she was again.

“M-mom, ~sniff~ ~sniff~, I’m so sorry,” Button Mash says, his words stumbling over his guilt and self-loathe, “It’s my fault you turned out this way ~whimper~” He rests his head on the table to mask his tear-covered face as he was almost sobbing. Cream Heart was sad that her son was so upset at himself, but her mind struggled to catch up with his confession. Eventually, she was able to put the pieces together.

“I drank something that was made for someone else,” Cream Heart replies, repeating what her son had said in a much simpler way, “oh honey, I’m so sorry!”

“What are you sorry for?” Button Mash asks, “you didn’t know.”

“But it would have been nice of me to ask,” Cream Heart replies, “I can be negligent sometimes so I wouldn’t be surprised if I had looked in the fridge at one point and it wasn’t there, then when I came back it had suddenly appeared.” She lightly caresses her son’s cheek, signaling him to look up at her. As he does, Cream Heart wipes the tears away from his face. “But you shouldn’t be upset with yourself over something like that. Look at me, I can’t remember or think about much of anything, but I’m perfectly okay with that.”

“So, y-you’re not mad,” Button Mash asks, hoping for the answer that would rid him of his anger towards himself.

“Of course not honey,” Cream Heart replies, “I forgive you.” Button Mash smiles at his mom’s reassurance. He was comforted knowing that she placed absolutely none of the blame on him. “Also, I’m under the assumption that mothers aren’t typically supposed to be naked in front of their sons,” Cream Heart says.

“Well, no,” Button Mash replies honestly. Though he was somewhat disappointed, he figured the first step towards normalcy was making sure his mom understood the basic concept of wearing clothes. He was glad that he stopped by the clothing store after work last night to pick up bras that would hopefully accommodate for her expanding chest.

“You know what? I’ll worry about that after breakfast,” Cream Heart says, continuing to eat with her son, who had started eating again himself. As she ate her pancakes, she ends up getting a little bit too much on her fork and a little bit of pancake and syrup fall onto her bountiful chest. “Whoops,” Cream Heart says with a giggle, “a little bit of pancakes got on my titties.” This alerts Button Mash’s attention, who watches as his mom fishes the piece out of her cleavage and pops it into her mouth. Suddenly, Button Mash wanted his mom to take the bottle of maple syrup in front of her and pour some onto her tits. The thought of looking at her shimmering skin dripping with excess syrup, getting to lick it all off of her. The slippery and slimy substance would probably feel good for Cream Heart too.

Button Mash catches himself fantasizing and tells himself that this is not how it should be. Despite his mom’s mercy, he knew he had to make things right. He was going to contact Zecora the second he could to request that she concoct an antidote for the bimbo potion. On top of that, tomorrow was Mother’s Day, so Button Mash was going to go to great lengths to get Cream Heart an incredible gift to make up for his mistake. Once the two of them finish up breakfast, Cream Heart goes into the bathroom to take her shower.

Meanwhile, Button Mash goes into his room to send a text to Zecora telling her to make an antidote for the potion as fast as possible. He does this right before jerking himself off to more fantasies of his naked mom performing various sexual acts. From thoughts of licking maple syrup off of his mom’s tits and ass to the two of them having sex in the kitchen or in the bathtub, Button Mash allowed himself to imagine all of the various sexual situations he could be in with his incredibly hot mother. He knew that this sexualized version of mom couldn’t last forever, so he was going to live out his fantasies the best way he could.

If only he could live them to the fullest.