This story was inspired by the story Zany Zone by OliverPride, but it deals with different subjects/fantasies. If mother/son love, impregnation, and magic aren't your thing, you should pass on this one!
Red Zone
My mother Kylie and her sister Angela (my aunt) have had quite similar lives in a lot of ways. They both got pregnant when they were 16, each of them had a son, and both raised their sons as single mothers. Since they lived close to each other, my aunt's son Sean (my cousin) and I grew up together and are very close -- more like brothers than cousins. My mom and my aunt are both very attractive. My mom is 5'4" tall with red hair and green eyes, and a beautiful curvy figure with 38D breasts. My aunt is 5'5" tall with blonde hair and brown eyes, and a very similar figure to my mom's. Basically, they are both gorgeous! Regardless of the fact that they were our mothers/aunts, Sean and I couldn't help being attracted to them, and we even confided to each other that we both used both of them as "masturbation inspiration"! (Naturally, we never told them or anyone else that!)
A few weeks ago, right after my 18th birthday, their mother (my grandmother) Jessica passed away. My mom and aunt were very close to her, so they were really broken up, but my grandmother had always told them that the end of your physical body is not the end of your spirit, and what we call death is really just the beginning of another phase, so Mom and Aunt Angela took comfort in that.
My grandmother had all sorts of "uncommon" beliefs. In fact, she was a witch. (A good witch, she always specified.) She had tons of crystals, herbs, books of spells, and various artifacts she would use. She taught Mom and Aunt Angela a lot of what she knew, especially toward the end, so they knew a ton more about it than Sean and I. We were never really sure what to make of it, but she always seemed to have abilities and insights that were outside of "the norm", and Mom and Aunt Angela were developing them, so we learned to respect it even if we didn't understand it.
The time came to clear out her house, and Mom, Aunt Angela, Sean and I began going through things and figuring out what to do with everything. This past Saturday, the four of us went over to start looking through the attic. In anticipation of it being warm, we were all in shorts and T-shirts. Mom and Aunt Angela both looked really hot, and we couldn't resist peeking at them whenever we thought they weren't looking. (Even though we tried not to in case it got too 'hard' to hide!)
The first thing we saw when we went up into the attic was a box that seemed to be...well...glowing! There was an envelope stuck to the box. When we looked in the envelope, we found a handwritten note from Grandma Jess to all of us. Mom read it out loud :
'Kylie, Angela, George and Sean, I left this game as a gift to all of you. I think you will love playing it. You need to all play it together, and only the 4 of you. You have to play it all the way through, but I don't think that'll be a problem. The family that plays together stays together! 😊 Love always, Jess'
Mom slipped the note back in the envelope. "Well, I guess the sorting can wait. Sounds like we have a game to play! No time like the present!" We all nodded in agreement. Not like we were looking forward to sorting through boxes anyway!
We brought the box down to the living room and looked at it, and the words "Red Zone" in large red letters stretched across the cover.
Game pieces scattered across the table as Mom dumped out the contents of the box. Aunt Angela arranged them orderly. Sean set up the stack of cards and unfolded the game board. It looked like any stereotypical board game. There were a series of spaces (broken up into a green zone, an orange zone, and, of course, the red zone), dice, a spinner, and different types of cards to pick up. I picked up the rules. There was a curious lack of instructions. The only rules were to play the game in its entirety and that the game changes based on the players. I flipped the booklet over and there wasn't much else. It said to choose a game piece, roll the die and follow what the spaces and cards tell you.
"How are we supposed to play, since there are almost no directions?" I asked.
"Roll the dice, move your token, pick a card if the board says so, and do what the card and board tell you, it's not hard," Mom laughed. She picked up a game piece and placed it at the starting line. We followed her lead. All the game pieces were the same heart shaped figurine just in different colors.
We rolled for who would go first, and I got the high roll. I rolled for my turn and got a 4. I moved my token 4 spaces and landed on a space that told me to take a green Action card. I did and read it out loud. "'It's warm in here. Lose one article of clothing!' Wait a minute! Is this a sex game? We're all related. How can we play a sex game????" My mind raced with possibilities, but I had to at least pretend to be shocked!...Didn't I?
Mom and Aunt Angela exchanged a series of looks, and Mom said "Well, if our MOTHER wanted us to play this, there must be a reason. Let's keep playing and see where it goes. We can always stop if we don't like where it's going."
"Except that she said we once we start, we have to play it all the way through, remember?" Aunt Angela reminded her.
