Dexter Gets Attached
Author: Closet Fetishist
Written: March 9th, 2017
3,443 words
Deep in his laboratory, Dexter wears an ill-fitting welding helmet that repeatedly slides down from his brow. He works feverishly; a look of intense concentration on his face as sparks fly fantastically but harmlessly towards him.
Dee-Dee, tip-toeing like a ballerina through the lab, sees Dexter at the far end; she quietly races over to him. She rises unseen from behind his chair with a cute grin on her face, ÒHey bro! Whatcha inventing?! Huh? Huh? Huh?!Ó She shakes his chair aggressively and leaps excitedly, with both feet lifting high off the ground.
Dexter jumps, startled from the sudden and unexpected intrusion, ÒOh, hello, Dee-Dee; what are you doing in my laboratory? I thought youÕd left for university.Ó
ÒNot yet, little bro! So whatcha got there? Tell me!Ó
ÒWhat I have here, my dear Dee-Dee, is none of your concern; now please, leave me in peace to complete my very important work.Ó
ÒAww, youÕre no fun! How come you never became any fun?!Ó
ÒBecause Dee-Dee, my work is very serious; not that IÕd expect a rude girl like yourself to understand the complexities of science!Ó
ÒComplexities, huh?Ó She says skeptically.
ÒYes. Why look all around my lab and youÕll find yourself overwhelmed by the power of any of my genius creations; even the simplest is unfathomable to your dim-witted mind,Ó Dexter spouts off with a satisfied smirk.
ÒHmm, like this one?!Ó Dee-Dee says, picking up DexterÕs Magnet Ray.
ÒDonÕt touch that!Ó
ÒSeems pretty simple to me! ItÕs a laser blaster, right?Ó
Dexter scoffs incredulously, ÒNo! It is certainly not a laser blaster, Dee-Dee! It is a highly specialized Magnet Ray capable of magnetizing any two objects for a short period. Now put it down!Ó
ÒHa! You need that to magnetize your lips to a girlÕs!Ó Dee-Dee points the ray at Dexter and fires; a loud zap and single blue laser spreads brightly against DexterÕs face, but to seemingly no visible effect.
ÒWhat did you do, Dee-Dee? I told you not to play with it!Ó Dexter charges at his sister, arms out like heÕs going to grab the invention from her.
ÒIt didnÕt do anything,Ó Dee-Dee says disappointed, she stops Dexter in his tracks with the sole of her pink shoe in his face; DexterÕs legs continue to spin but make no further progress forward.
ÒThatÕs because you only magnetized a single point, you stupid girl,Ó Dexter growls.
ÒIs that how you talk to girls? No wonder youÕre cooped up down here by yourself all the time!Ó Dee-Dee says giggling, continuing to play keep away with her shorter, stouter brother.
ÒGive it to me, Dee-Dee! You have no idea what youÕre dealing with!Ó Dexter insists as he rushes around her and tries to wrestle the device from her hands. The two scuffle into a cloud of punches and kicks, rolling around the lab like a tornado as they scrap over the Magnet Ray.
ÒAre you kids fighting down here?Ó Mom says, popping in from upstairs.
Dexter and Dee-Dee both immediately stop, Dexter is pinned under his sister; they look to their mom innocently, ÒNo, mom,Ó they say in synchronization.
ÒGood, you donÕt want a fight to be the last moment you two have together, right?Ó
ÒNo, mom,Ó they repeat.
ÒOkay then,Ó she turns and saunters away joyfully.
Dexter smiles and sweeps his leg under his sisterÕs knee; she falls to the ground but her finger grazes the trigger of the Magnet Ray and out shoots a laser beam that bursts against their motherÕs butt, just before she disappears around the corner.
Both their eyes go wide but while Dee-Dee sneers, DexterÕs expression is grave.
ÒWell this is fun! I never would have thought of magnetizing you to momÕs butt; what a great idea, little bro.Ó
ÒDee-Dee, whatever youÕre thinking of doing...Ó Dexter begs as sweat starts to form at his hairline.
Dee-Dee grins, holding her finger above the large red button on the side of the ray labeled MAGNETIZE, ÒYou know, momÕs right; we shouldnÕt fight. We should have fun!Ó
ÒWhy do I think this wonÕt be very fun for me?Ó
ÒHmm, youÕre probably right,Ó she giggles as she plunges her finger into the big button. A quiet buzz is emitted from the ray, Dexter is quickly lifted off his feet and flies like a rocket, through the lab and up the stairs, straight into his motherÕs voluptuous booty; it wiggles gently as she dusts around the living room.
His mom is lightly startled as DexterÕs face makes contact with a soft but noticeable bump against her butt, ÒOh, hi sweetie; I didnÕt even hear you come upstairs. Are you enjoying mommyÕs butt there?Ó
ÒUh...yes...Ó Dexter says, unable to think of any other reasonable excuse; his mouth muffled heavily against her rear. Dee-Dee keeps a hand to her mouth, stifling the giggles as she watches from the kitchen entryway.
ÒBut you havenÕt done this in years, what made you want to again?Ó Mom asks.
ÒJust...missed it, I guess,Ó he replies, unable to remember ever doing this before. HeÕd have to use his Memory Scanner to further investigate his motherÕs dubious claims; once heÕs freed from her behind of course, which should be just a few more seconds by his calculations.
ÒWell alright, just donÕt get too attached dear,Ó she chuckles lightly.
ÒI wonÕt...Ó Dexter says, rolling his eyes at his motherÕs incognizant pun.
Precisely another three seconds pass painfully slow for Dexter before his body finally slides away from his motherÕs butt; he lands the short distance back onto his feet.
ÒAll done dear?Ó Mom asks.
ÒYes, uh, thank you for...that, again...Ó He squints at her, as if studying her for lies.
ÒOf course sweetie, I want you to feel comfortable; youÕre becoming a young man now and...Ó
ÒAww, mom, really?!Ó
ÒIÕm serious sweetie; I just want you to grow into the young man I know you can be.Ó
ÒI guess, mom, thanks...Ó he says, brushing her off.
His mom walks away, headed for the kitchen; Dee-Dee walks up to him, looking steamed but Dexter speaks first, ÒHave you sufficiently humiliated me, Dee-Dee? Can I have my Magnet Ray back now and return to my important work?Ó
Dee-Dee ignores him, ÒThat wasnÕt very nice, you know. Mom was just trying to help and you totally blew her off!Ó
ÒI donÕt need to take any advice from you, especially after that! IÕm just not comfortable around girls, okay, Dee-Dee? Why does everyone want to force me, let me get comfortable when IÕm ready,Ó Dexter says, attitude poorly hiding his own embarrassment. HeÕd never imagined heÕd turn out quite like this but, looking back, maybe it all makes sense. Still, how could he betray science, his one true love, for some rude girl?
ÒSorry bro, if we do that, youÕre gonna be alone at sixty and dragging my future son with you on adventures that leave him a little worse for the wear each time.Ó
ÒHow do you know that? Did you use my Time Machine?!Ó
ÒThatÕs so not the point right now; look...Ó
The doorbell rings, interrupting Dee-Dee; mom heads over and opens the door, ÒHi dear, glad you could come by.Ó Dexter and Dee-Dee both watch Neighbor Lady step into the house, she holds a large dish in her hands.
ÒHiya sweet pie, thanks for inviting me; brought the cheese and bean casserole.Ó
ÒOh here let me take that from you, dear,Ó Mom says as she takes the heavy dish and walks into the kitchen.
Neighbor Lady looks over and notices the kids in the living room, ÒHiya kids! Wow, itÕs been so long, Dexter! YouÕre always getting so big!Ó She says, rushing over and pinching his cheeks.
ÒEh heh, thank you, maÕam,Ó Dexter replies shyly. Neighbor Lady beams at him before she heads to the kitchen to join Mom.
ÒAs I was saying....Ó Dee-Dee restarts.
ÒDee-Dee, can you please just give me back my invention?Ó
ÒAfraid not, bro; IÕm going to make this a learning experience for you.Ó
ÒPlease, Dee-Dee, havenÕt you put me through enough already?Ó
ÒNope,Ó she replies simply and smiling.
Dexter sighs, ÒSo what do I have to do?Ó
Dee-Dee peers into the kitchen with Dexter in tow, ÒSee momÕs booty? YouÕre gonna walk up behind it and compliment her; do Neighbor Lady too if you want but make sure youÕre very close to Mom or IÕll zap you again, got it?Ó
ÒCanÕt I just...Ó Dexter starts to say before his sister playfully hovers her finger over the red button. ÒFine,Ó he resigns.
ÒYouÕre looking at this the wrong way, little bro; let this help you.Ó
ÒThat is highly improbable, Dee-Dee,Ó Dexter says; then slowly he walks over towards his mother as she does the dishes. Neighbor Lady is stirring a pot on the stove, they chatter back and forth; they face away from each other, totally focused on their individual tasks, save for the occasional glance for confirmation.
As Dexter gets into position directly behind his momÕs ass; he finds himself claustrophobically surrounded, with Neighbor LadyÕs equally prominent butt about seventy degrees to his right.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaauuuuuppppppp!
ÒOh my!Ó Mom exclaims, fanning the fumes away from her backside; not realizing thatÕs right where Dexter is standing.
Dee-Dee chortles before quickly stopping herself; she sees Dexter turning to walk away, his face practically turned green from MomÕs gas. She whispers to him, ÒHey! DonÕt you dare think about moving!Ó She shows him her finger hovering over the button, ÒI can get you a lot closer,Ó she mimes a laugh.
Dexter turns back to his momÕs fine booty that is now wafting wretched air in his face; he grits his teeth, his eyes water, but he remains in place per his sisterÕs command and sadistic control.
His mom happens to look over her shoulder and sees Dexter right behind her, ÒOh my, dear, you didnÕt smell that, did you? ItÕs really bad!Ó
ÒUm...I...ye yes, I did but it was very o...okay mom, and I just wanted to say uh, how pretty your um butt is...Ó
ÒThatÕs very sweet of you to notice, honey, thank you so much.Ó
Neighbor Lady smiles and then clutches her stomach, ÒOh boy, feels like the winds are getting me too; do you think your sweet boy will mind,Ó Neighbor Lady asks; Dexter flinches.
Mom peeks over her shoulder at Dexter, ÒWould that be okay, honey?Ó
Dexter looks over to Dee-Dee in the doorway, she grins wide, showing her teeth, and nods very exaggeratedly in the affirmative.
ÒUrh, um yes mom, that would be fine,Ó he says, as slowly as he can, grinding his teeth behind pursed lips.
ÒOkay, thanks hun! What a mature young man,Ó Neighbor Lady says as she closes her eyes; Dexter cringes in anticipation.
PRRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrruuuuuuuuuppppp!
ÒWhoo! IÕm sorry if that one is a little strong,Ó Neighbor Lady announces.
ÒIÕm sure heÕll be fine, wonÕt you, Dexter?Ó Mom assures.
ÒYes mom, surely I will; and, if I may say so, your behind is also very nice and a pleasure to be around, just like my momÕs.Ó
ÒAwww!Ó Neighbor Lady and Mom say together.
ÒWhat a cute little guy!Ó Neighbor Lady adds.
Mom smiles proudly, ÒIsnÕt he though? Sometimes I wish I could just keep him around the house forever but heÕs gotta grow up and leave his mother eventually, right, honey?Ó
ÒYes mom,Ó Dexter replies.
ÒAnd so polite, heÕs already grown into such a respectful young boy.Ó
Dee-Dee snickers but decides itÕs not quite enough; she hits the MAGNETIZE button. Dexter hears the subtle buzz and quietly panics; heÕs lifted off his feet and flung the few inches distance, his face plants right against the seat of his motherÕs pea green pants, the strong smell of her last fart hangs there potently.
ÒOh! Oh dear, you see heÕs fallen into some older habits but if it helps him become more confident around girls, then IÕm all for it.Ó
DexterÕs nose continuously inhales the fart baked into the seam of MomÕs pants, his breathing becomes sharp and heavy.
ÒThatÕs excellent, sugar! Sometimes the kids need a little push and youÕve got just the rear to do it,Ó Neighbor Lady proclaims, slapping an uncovered part of MomÕs butt playfully.
Mom laughs, ÒThanks, well I just want to help my boy however I can.Ó
Dexter groans out softly but itÕs too quiet for his mom or Neighbor Lady to hear; his body shakes just a little before he feels himself fade, and pass out.
Another ten seconds and DexterÕs face is finally released from his momÕs magnetic posterior but, he slides off this time, down her legs and flat onto his back.
Mom peers over her shoulder, ÒOh, looks like he got all tuckered out,Ó she says, seeing DexterÕs unconscious, contorted face.
ÒI guess all that sweetness to our bums got him exhausted,Ó Neighbor Lady chuckles.
Dee-Dee skips in from her hiding place at the entryway, ÒOh, IÕll take care of him, mom; IÕll let him rest on the couch.Ó
ÒThank you, dear; what good timing,Ó Mom says.
ÒI know, right?Ó Dee-Dee answers quickly. She carries Dexter out of the kitchen and lays him out on the couch; then she skips off happily to her room, still clutching the handle of the Magnet Ray tightly.
When DexterÕs eyes flutter open again, itÕs nighttime; the TV is on but the sound is low; he peers around but it seems that heÕs alone. Then he sees the kitchen light turn off and his Mom walk in, only wearing a thin, green nightgown; she sees that Dexter is awake, ÒHey sweetie, did you enjoy your nap?Ó
ÒUh, yes, mother,Ó Dexter says, groggily.
ÒDid you want to watch TV with mom?Ó She asks; Dee-Dee pops out from the hallway to watch, having heard DexterÕs voice.
ÒUh, no but thank you, mom...Ó Dexter starts to say as he sits up; his mother bends towards the couch, beginning to lower her bum to it.
Delightfully, holding her tongue between her teeth, Dee-Dee hits the button on the ray. Dexter suddenly springs from his position to directly under his motherÕs bum, moments before she sits down fully; but, instead of the cushions, her ass cheeks press down heavily against DexterÕs face.
ÒOh my! Well, youÕre very affectionate today,Ó she says, gleefully.
ÒUh, yes mom, just...appreciating your great booty; I canÕt get enough,ÓDexter says, a bit half heartedly, though the words start to come a bit easier he finds; merely practice making perfect perhaps.
ÒAw, thatÕs very sweet, honey; and if this helps you then IÕm happy to do it.Ó
ÒThanks mom,Ó Dexter says, gnashing his teeth as he thinks about his sister who is subjecting him to this torment and is, no doubt, watching him at this very instant.
ÒUrh, dear, IÕm afraid that casserole is doing a number on my stomach, should I get up? It might be pretty bad.Ó
As much as Dexter would like to say yes, he knows the magnet bond will still have hold of him; plus Dee-Dee might hear if he says anything negative, ÒUh, no, mom, you can go ahead. Either sitting or standing, IÕll be attached to your butt regardless,Ó Dexter says honestly, though his mother would never know the real meaning of his words.
ÒThatÕs a very kind thing to say, Dexter; that youÕd be so devoted.Ó
ÒThatÕs just me, mom, and how much I enjoy being here, um...under your rear.Ó
ÒOkay, sweetie, but better brace yourself,Ó Mom strains a bit.
BRRRRRRRrrrrrruuuuuooooooooopppppp!
ÒOh what a blast, are you okay, sweetie,Ó His mother asks, genuinely concerned.
Dexter winces severely and he holds back vomit in his mouth, ÒYes, mom; it smells very good.Ó
ÒOh, you donÕt have to lie dear.Ó
ÒNo, no, it is very...enjoyable.Ó
Dee-Dee laughs to herself, relishing in hearing her brother praising MomÕs fart.
ÒBoy, I sure canÕt imagine, sweetie, but if you say so; IÕm glad you are enjoying this.Ó
ÒYes, thank you for letting me.Ó
ÒYou know IÕd do anything to see my big boy all grown up, even if it means leaving his poor mother here alone.Ó
Dexter ponders that for a moment, all the rank smells and feelings subside for a moment as he thinks. Perhaps thatÕs the reason he never developed much further and turned into a teenage hermit, to keep his mom from being lonely. Sure it also happened to be the easy path for Dexter and require no further development or self-improvement, but heÕd never want his dear mother to be sad. So maybe it was a selfless, unconscious choice as well.
Mom yawns; she turns off the TV and stands. According to DexterÕs calculations the magnetism should have worn off several minutes ago, so heÕs surprised when his face remains plastered to his motherÕs behind.
ÒOh, did you still want to stay with my booty, sweetie?Ó Mom asks.
ÒUh...um, maybe; IÕm a bit attached to it at the moment but could I speak to Dee-Dee, please?Ó
Mom giggles, thinking itÕs a game heÕs playing, ÒOkay, hun.Ó
Dee-Dee ducks back around the corner and into a nonchalant position on her bed. She pretends to be texting when Mom comes in with Dexter still magnetically attached to her butt; her eyes light up when she sees them.
ÒOh hi, mom; hi Dexter; whatÕs up?Ó She smiles innocently.
ÒHi sweetie, Dexter just wanted to speak with you but heÕs grown a bit fond of my rear end so I thought weÕd come together.Ó
ÒAwesome! Yeah, whatÕs up, bro?Ó Dee-Dee asks.
ÒUh, Dee-Dee, could you meet me down here, please; excuse us for a moment, mom.Ó
ÒOf course, IÕll plug my ears and wonÕt hear a thing,Ó she says sportively.
ÒThanks mom,Ó the two siblings say at the same time.
Dee-Dee comes down to DexterÕs level and close to her momÕs butt, but she immediately recoils away from the smell, ÒOh, whoa, that is...Ó she whispers to him, laughing.
ÒYes, IÕm well aware my cruel sister; but now youÕve used the Magnet Ray so many times that IÕm stuck like this!Ó
ÒYouÕre kidding.Ó
ÒNo, I am not, I told you that you did not know what you were dealing with, didnÕt I?Ó
ÒYeah, yeah, I guess you did,Ó Dee-Dee admits.
ÒYou have to fix this, Dee-Dee! You have to get me free from momÕs butt! In my lab, thereÕs a schematic for the Anti-Magnet Ray; now, youÕll have to build it but it should...Ó
ÒOh, boy, I really would love to do all that but IÕm leaving for college tomorrow so I donÕt think IÕll have...Ó
Dexter interrupts, he pleads sternly, ÒDee-Dee! You have to! I canÕt work in the lab attached to mom like this; I have no other options but you.Ó
ÒYeah, again, I just donÕt think I have the time; I got all these syllabi and...books, pencils to...organize maybe?Ó
ÒDee-Dee! If you donÕt help, IÕll be stuck here! Maybe forever!Ó
Mom yawns, ÒSorry to interrupt, kids, but mommyÕs getting really tired. Did you want to sleep with mom tonight, Dexter?Ó
Dexter is flustered, still trying to focus on Dee-DeeÕs insubordination, ÒUh, yes, I suppose, mom.Ó
ÒAww, such a cute boy, I hope I donÕt have to fart too much tonight,Ó Mom says to herself, rubbing her belly as she starts to leave Dee-DeeÕs room.
ÒDee-Dee!Ó Dexter calls out; his body wiggles desperately like a tail pinned on Mom.
ÒHave a really good night, Dexter; IÕm sure it wonÕt be your last,Ó Dee-Dee giggles.
ÒDee-Dee!!Ó Dexter hoarsely whispers but itÕs no use, sheÕs not going to help; and not being able to work in the lab himself is going to standstill any progress he can make towards ending this ordeal. His only hope is that Dee-Dee would, eventually, do as he requests and make the Anti-Magnet Ray. Though currently, heÕs having a hard time believing she ever will.
Mom climbs into bed and lies down on her side as she settles in, ÒWill it be okay if
I sleep on my back, sweetie? ThatÕs most comfortable for me.Ó
ÒUh, yes mom, okay...Ó Dexter replies, a bit frightened; envisioning being pinned under his motherÕs bum all night while she sleeps.
ÒThanks hun.Ó Mom rolls over onto her back, burying Dexter into her butt cheeks, pinned between the mattress and his motherÕs backside, ÒGood night, Dexter.Ó
ÒGood night, mom,Ó Dexter softly whimpers.
His mom begins softly snoring within minutes and her booty expands and contracts in kind with her, growing and receding around DexterÕs face.
ItÕs not long before his breathing becomes staggered; his body jitters a bit as oxygen becomes harder and harder to find under his motherÕs bum. His face twitches fiercely before everything goes white; his head feather light in the moment before he passes out.
