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Happy Mother’s Day Anonymous 05/15/2023 (Mon) 02:37:33 No. 2396
This thread is dedicated to mother/son straight shotacon and also to the discussion of real life mother/son incest and the evolutionary and psychosocial advantages of mother/son incest and inbreeding.
My Child >The Mama Shota design, which clearly gives the impression of blood ties, is also good. >The mother's name is Tilia (linden tree). The son's name is Laurus (laurel tree). The flower language of the linden tree is "marital love," "marriage," and "passionate love." The flower language of the laurel tree is "glory," "honor," and "I will not change until I die." >Tyria loves and protects the land, home and son left behind by her husband, a great warrior. However, perhaps due to the loneliness of having lost her husband, a different love than maternal love is beginning to sprout for her son, Laurus. >Don't worry, it's perfectly normal for a mother to wash her son's body. >As expected, Tilia's mother's height was too big, so I readjusted it. In the end, this may be just right. https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/14075766/
>>5335 >Since I lost my husband, I started sleeping with my son every night because he is the only person left who can warm my heart. >My son Laurus had been weaned many years ago. But after I lost my husband, I started breastfeeding him again. >I wonder if I'm trying to use my son to fill the hole in my heart that was left after losing him. I'm sorry I'm a bad mom. >Laurus accepted me as I was, and nursed me with the same expression on his face as when he was a baby. >That made me so happy... and my desire for this child just kept growing... >Since I lost my husband, my son Laurus has been clinging to me a lot. We used to be in touch a lot, but lately we're almost always together. When I asked him if he was lonely, he said, "Yes. And because you seem really lonely, too," and buried his face in my chest. He's a very kind boy, just like his father. He was the one who reached out to me when I was too big and no one would approach me. He was the only man who healed my loneliness. After all, it's him and my child. >After my husband was gone, men in town started to cling to me. But their eyes were lustfully glaring, and I could tell right away that they were after the legacy of my husband, a great warrior. Rather than clinging to those despicable people, I... >Tilia sleeps with her son in the same clothes she wears when sleeping with her husband >We're just sleeping together. That's it. Nothing more than that. For now.
>>5336 >The family name of Tilia and Laurus has been decided to be "Oliver". Even so, Tilia's butt is stable and reassuring, and very dependable. >When my son washes my body, I remember my late husband and my heart starts beating fast. He touched my body gently like this too. On the night we tried to have this child, he loved me with his passionate eyes and warm hands. If only this child would love me as much as he did... >...I wonder what I'm thinking. There's no way that could happen. We are blood relatives. >I guess I get my love of hugging people from behind from my dad. >In the morning, I am usually the first to wake up. >The cool, wet touch of my son Laurus, who sleeps with my breast as his pillow, makes me realize that this happiness is not a dream. >First, I gently push Laurus, who is sleeping on my body, aside, and if he doesn't wake up, I look at his sleeping face. His adorable sleeping face has not changed since he was a baby. I can't help but look at it, and I end up kissing him. >After kissing him lots and feeling satisfied, I get out of bed, get dressed, put on an apron, and make breakfast. The most enjoyable moment is when I cook, imagining the face of my son eating the food I have prepared with gusto. >Because he is the only one left who will eat my home-cooked food.
>>5337 >今日のおやつはママの手作りクッキー。一緒にママのおっぱいミルクも召し上がれ♡ https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/123088930
https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/123715390 >A stressed mommy is not good. So, as her precious son, you must help her 'relieve' those stress the best way you can! How? By giving your cute but intimate plunges from behind! She doesn't need to move a lot, you got to do most of the task. Do it effectively and her stress will be relieved in no time! Just keep this a little secret from your sister and your father. A hot and juicy little secret~ >Mom is hot, she's just a little tired that's all. Tired or not, the thiccness is still there, waiting to get smashed! https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/123710784 https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/90950912
>>5475 >義母来訪 >A lot has already been revealed... but that's why this is the situation. >Another family member has lost all sense of ethics. Everyone is crazy and everyone is good 🧡 >Ideal world has arrived!? https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/124344275
>>5764 >Mother-in-law visits
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Is adopting allowed here? >The Road to the Abyss >On a rare day off, Junko goes down to the village for a leisurely stroll. Having lost her husband and her son to murder, watching the village children playing innocently is the greatest comfort to her. >Suddenly, she spots a young boy wandering around unsteadily, not joining the group of happy-looking children. Curious, she looks at him and her eyes widen in shock. >The boy's appearance is extremely similar to that of her own son, who was once her most beloved, but whose young life was cruelly taken by Chang'e's schemes. >Junko cannot help but run over to the boy and try to embrace him. However, seeing fear on the boy's face, she comes to her senses and stops moving. Looking closely from up close, she can see that the face, skin, eye color, and even hair color and texture are frighteningly similar to her son's. >Unable to help but feel a sense of "fate," Junko invites the boy to her home. After thinking for a moment, the boy quietly nods and follows Junko... ---- >Junko brought home a boy who looked just like his son, whom he had met in the village. After making tea for both of them and sitting across from him, Junko felt a sense of nostalgia as if he had gone back to his old days, and an overflowing love for his son whom he thought he had lost. >Junko looked at the boy with the same gaze he had once given his son, but the boy seemed nervous, just looked down and didn't say a word, nor did he take a sip of the tea that was offered to him. Seeing the boy like that, Junko spoke to him gently. >Junko: "Hehe...There's no need to be nervous, boy. Just think of this as your own home and make yourself comfortable." >The boy looked at Junko with anxious eyes. >Junko: "...Don't look like that. It's okay, I just...want to talk with you while drinking tea like this. That's enough for me, so...would you like to talk to me?" >Hearing her words, the boy nodded slightly and took a sip of the tea with milk and sugar. >Junko: "Thank you. Well then, first of all... what's your name? Can you tell me?" >Boy: "Um... Miyato..." >Junko: "...I see. So your name is Miyato. Do you have a mom and dad?" >Miyato: "Well... my mom... isn't here. Now... with my dad..." >Junko: "Oh... is that so. What's your dad like? Is he kind?" >Miyato: "..." >The boy looked away feeling guilty when asked that question, and went quiet... ---- >When asked about his father, the boy lowered his eyes and fell silent. Then, his hands gradually began to shake, spilling tea from the teacup he was holding. >Miyato: "Ah...!" >Junko: "Oh no! You'll get burned, take off your clothes quickly!" >Miyato: "Um... but..." >Junko: "Don't worry, we have some children's clothes at home. I'll lend you some of my clothes while I wash those. So come on, let's take them off." >Miyato: "..."
[Expand Post] >Junko took off the boy's tea-stained clothes with practiced hands. >Junko: "...!?" >The boy's exposed upper body had multiple bruises. The bruises clearly looked like marks from being hit with hands or feet. >Junko: "Miyato... what's with these bruises?" >Miyato: "..." >I thought it might be a fight between children. However, these bruises were all in positions that couldn't be seen from the outside if he was wearing clothes. Jun'ko bent down and, meeting the boy's gaze, asked him. >Jun'ko: "Hey, Miyato. Look me in the eye. And please, answer honestly. Who gave you these bruises?" >Miyato: "My father..." >Jun'ko: "Do you know why that is?" >Miyato: "I don't know..." >Why was the boy just walking around instead of playing with his friends in the village? >Was he "running away"? >From his father's violence. >Because he didn't want to stay inside the house. >Because if he was found, he would be taken back again. >Jun'ko felt the "dark flame" that had been smoldering inside him ignite again... ---- >The boy looked exactly like her lost son, and even his circumstances were similar to her son's. When Junko heard this, she was convinced. This encounter was fate. She believed that heaven had given her an opportunity to clear her regrets as a mother for not being able to protect her son. >Junko's hatred for her husband and Chang'e, which she had hidden deep in her heart, was rekindled, but she maintained a calm face and approached the boy. >Junko: "Hey, Miyato. You're scared of your father, aren't you? That's why you ran away from home, isn't it?" >Miyato: "Yes." >Junko: "I see. Then you should give up on that father. And become my child. I can use a spell. If you're willing, I can make your father disappear right here and now, and make me your mother." >Miyato: "..." >The boy nodded, his eyes downcast. >Junko: "...Okay. Now...close your eyes for a bit." >Miyato: "..." >As the boy closes his eyes, Junko places his hand on the birthmark and recites a spell. Long ago, Junko was absorbed in searching for a "curse" to avenge his grudge against Chang'e. This is one of the sorceries he discovered. It is a technique to "curse those who have hurt you" using the scars on his body as a catalyst. Junko took the hatred he once felt towards Chang'e and her husband, which made his heart sting, and bleed red, and poured it into the "curse" he cast on Miyato's father. >The powerful "curse" that was activated flew in the direction of the village, flickering like a flame. >That night, a man died in the village. According to the person who found him, his face was distorted with fear, like that of an "oppressed child," and he was frozen in a twitch. ---- >Junko curses and kills the father who was abusing a boy who looked exactly like his lost son that he met in the village. He then strips the boy of his dirty clothes and dresses him in his son's clothes that he had carefully stored away. Then, right before his eyes, the son he had supposedly lost appears in perfect shape. Junko cannot help but shed hot tears. >Junko: "...!" >Miyato: "...Um...What do you think?" >Junko: "Yeah, it really...looks great on you. Really...really...!" >Miyato: "...Uh...Thank you, Junko." >Junko: "Hey, Miyato. Will you...call me...'Mom'?" >Miyato: "Uh...Yes...Mom." >Junko: "...Uh...Uh...! Now...We are real 'parents and children'. From now on, we'll live together here. I'll take care of you when you eat, bathe, and sleep. I'll help you with your studies too. So...I'll be looking after you from now on, Miyato...!" >Miyato: "Yes!" https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/125003858


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