Chapter 33: Wavering Feelings

Chapter 33: Wavering Feelings

This all started when her son changed how he presented himself all of a sudden and acted like a completely different person, unlike his normal gloomy self. She couldn't associate her son with the person that appeared before her no matter how she tried, as they were both polar opposites and were completely different from one another, other than having similar faces. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Especially with how his eyes changed from being so dark and dull before, like he was tired of life, to how they were now, so clear and full of confidence, like he was ready to take the world. That one change was more than enough of a reason; she couldn't compare him to her actual son anymore.

But in the end, no matter how he changed, he was still her son at the end of the day, and that wasn't going to change no matter how much he changed for the better...Or at least that's what she thought, since the moment her son laid his hands on her butt, she couldn't help but have various thoughts about her son.

It wasn't simply because he touched her in a place where a son would never usually touch his mother, but because of the way he held her in his hands, like he was holding his lover rather than a member of his family.

Be it the way he clawed into her flesh with his sturdy fingers, or how she could feel the coldness of his hand through her clothes, it was as if he was losing control of his desires and was about to carry her and throw her onto the bed to completely devour her.

That was the feeling she got in her son's embrace...Or at least that's how it felt for her.

Like how he pulled down her leggings and slapped her ass and made it jiggle, which gave her a stinging feeling on her butt that gave her pleasure in the disguise of pain, and made her moan out in delight. Or, the way he stroked her ass when he was showing the wounds on her buttocks, which made her want to take off her underwear and spread her buttcheeks wide, so that her son could check if there were any more wounds in the inside of her butt. And if there was any wound, she wanted him to stick his fingers in and stroke that area, so that his mother wouldn't have to suffer anymore pain.

But that was all something she deeply kept to herself and only dared to think about in her mind, as all those thoughts were simply taboo to think about since he was her son.

This was why she didn't want to lose this bet no matter what, as calling her son daddy, when she was already troubled with how she should treat him now that she also saw him as a man, would only make their relationship even more confusing.

She was already struggling to keep her desires hidden deep inside, as she didn't want her adorable little son to know how her mom thought about him and the perverted things she wanted him to do to her, which would cause him to be disgusted with her. And if she started calling him daddy all of a sudden, it would only further enhance those taboo feelings she had, which she silently wanted to eliminate by herself, so that she didn't harm their harmonious relationship due to her perverted nature.

That was, she wanted to run away as quickly as possible and lock herself in her room so that she had no chance of losing the bet, potentially increasing the chances of seeing her son as a man, rather than the little boy she used to see before.

By adamantly locking herself in her room, she could save their relationship from deteriorating due to the new-found inappropriate feelings she had towards her son...Or at least that's what she planned on doing and was about to run away at full speed when she heard the chime ring, but she changed her plans all of a sudden and stopped when she heard what her son called her.

Abi...My adorable little daughter Abi.