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[The protagonist of this story is a 21-year-old named Kim. She received a sentence and had sexual relations with her father.]

The broadcast host is speaking with a serious expression.

[And she is claiming to love her own father. Just like a lover.]

Mom is watching with a serious face, but I can’t watch this anymore, so I was about to change the channel for a moment.

[Dad is holding my waist like this]

I changed the channel.

[Pounding rice cakes! Ugh cha! Ugh cha!]

Swish~~Whack! Swish~~Whack!

Shit!

I accidentally pressed the previous channel.

Kim Ji-won, diligently pounding rice cakes again.

I need to fix this!

“Is there anything to watch.”

“Ji-won.”

Mom said in a serious voice.

No way… Has Mom made a decision?

“I want to know the sentence, turn it back on.”

“…Yes.”

Thankfully, that wasn’t it.

Mom was just sympathizing with their story.

Ah, of course, not the ‘it was good’ part,

But the sentence they received.

Probably because it’s the same type of sentence that Mom and I received.

[Along with the sexual relationship, the sentence that was given to them also came to an end.]

I chewed my rice as quietly as possible, watching Mom’s reaction.

Mom wasn’t even taking a spoonful and was absorbed in the TV.

[However, they could no longer return to their previous lives.]

Now that we won’t die because of the sentence, why is that?

[A father and daughter living like lovers, no, as lovers. Is that really right?]

It was shocking.

[The story teller says she often has relations with her father.]

[Often? I have sex every day. Hehe….]

Her strange laughter could be heard among the distorted voices.

It felt a little eerie.

[Perhaps guilt or….]

[No. I don’t feel that, anyway Mom had an affair and left home when I was young.]

The host asked the storyteller again.

[Could it be stemming from the anger over your mom leaving home when you were young?]

The background music sounded ominous for no reason.

[No. And Mom. Don’t think about coming back, I’m by Dad’s side now. And….]

The woman’s voice became even more agitated, and she added one word.

[I’m going to have Dad’s baby.]

Anger at the mother who left home, and the lack of harmony in the family, eventually twisted into this abnormal form?

Won’t Mom and I end up like that?

That thought suddenly crossed my mind.

“I ate well.”

The difficult and uncomfortable meal was over, and I hurried back to my room.

Mom didn’t say anything the whole time she was watching the broadcast.

“Ha….”

It’s already been a few days since I looked at the sentence bulletin board.

I’ve seen many types of sentences during that time.

Of course, I don’t know how much of it is true.

The anonymous internet world is originally full of lies.

[I’m a sentenced gay with my mom, here’s a tip.]

Author: ImP0tentSeIfHarmer

It suddenly occurred to me, we should consider the scope of sexual relations.

ㅇㅇ: What do you mean?

123.747: For example?

ㄴImP0tentSeIfHarmer: Like mutual masturbation or rubbing?

ㄴ123.747: No way, idiot

A comment criticizing the author ImP0tentSeIfHarmer’s post was posted.

However, I thought differently.

We need to define sexual relations.

Usually it’s the process of having a child.

If it’s only included in that process, doesn’t the law of sentencing apply?

Having a relationship with Mom is something I can never accept in my common sense.

So I have to find another way.

Why didn’t I have this much seriousness when I was in school?

21 days left in the grace period.

Exactly 3 weeks left.

From now on, I will begin an experiment to save my life.

“First of all, I need underwear.”

Throwing myself into the process of sexual relations.

Using a medium other than direct sexual relations with Mom.

The preparation is Mom’s underwear.

While Mom was in the bathroom, I secretly approached Mom’s room.

“First, open the drawer….”

Mom’s underwear was visible.

Because we’re not well off, Mom’s underwear looked quite old.

I felt bad for no reason.

I wanted to succeed and be a good son, but I’m going to commit the sin of having sexual relations with Mom.

First of all, the red underwear was the most noticeable, but I left it.

Because she will definitely notice if that underwear disappears.

I picked up a white pair of panties with lace as a point and returned to my room.

“Hoo….”

For a moment, I felt like a complete unfilial son.

However, contrary to what it seems, this is filial piety.

Filial piety that saves Mom’s life and my life!

First, I examined Mom’s underwear.

“Should I… should I smell it once?”

I decided not to for now.

I decided to look into it a little more.

“Let’s see….”

I unfolded Mom’s panties and looked at them carefully.

There are quite a few yellow parts visible.

“…It’s really old. I should work part-time and buy her underwear.”

But this part….

It was the part where Mom’s ‘that place’ touches.

“…Huh.”

‘That part is yellow.’

The ‘liquid’ from that part dyed the white panties yellow…!

I feel strange.

What can I define this feeling as!?

Aroused…? No, a storm of guilt is raging.

Yes, let’s think of this as a battle.

I’ve never fought, but I’ve been hit before.

The eve of the storm before being dragged away by gangsters and beaten up.

This is the eve of the storm in a battle to save lives…!

I looked at the panties again.

The yellowed part is really vivid.

And a straight line shape…!

“H…Eek.”

I feel like I’m running out of breath.

“Calm down, Kim Ji-won….”

Let’s just get it over with.

Yes, close your eyes and masturbate using Mom’s panties as a medium!

“Should I do it while looking at the panties…?”

No.

If that’s the case, I would have masturbated while looking at Mom’s picture.

I went to the trouble of stealing panties, and that’s all the efficiency I can get?

Rejected! Rejected! Completely rejected.

“Then… while smelling it.”

Suddenly, one of Japan’s virtual characters came to mind.

Was it a name like a pervert mask?

A perverted hero who wears panties on his face like a mask.

“No matter how I think about it, it’s a bit ridiculous.”

Rejected.

“What is sexual relations…!”

Let’s redefine sexual relations.

The act of a penis and vagina touching and transmitting seeds.

Of course, the fruition of relationships and love are necessary in the process, but if we only look at the process, that’s it.

I looked at Mom’s panties.

The yellow part is an important point dyed with Mom’s saliva.

So, rubbing my penis on that part is the closest way to sexual relations.

Cover your penis with panties and masturbate.

“…I feel guilty for some reason.”

No.

This is filial piety.

Filial piety that risks lives.

First, take off your pants and take off your panties.

“Yes, it’s just masturbation anyway.”

I put the panties on my hand and looked at my penis.

“Let’s go.”

Squeak…….

“Ji-won, let’s talk for a moment….”

I made eye contact with Mom while lying down with my panties off.

We froze for a moment.

A feeling like time has stopped.

‘Improvisation’

I immediately put on Mom’s panties.

“Well, let’s go out.”

Not improvising at all.

Mom’s eyes went to the panties.

Feminine panties with lace details.

It’s the worst!

An earthquake occurred in Mom’s eyes!

And Mom said urgently.

“I put the water on and forgot!”

Thump-!

The door closed.

“…Shit!”

Did I look like a man with a distorted taste who enjoys cross-dressing and masturbating in the mirror!

“Shit shit shit shit!”

I couldn’t see Mom that day.

She didn’t come out of the room, and we were already too awkward with each other.

“Worse than strangers…!”

By the way, what was Mom going to talk about when she came to my room?

Mom always knocks.

The fact that she came so quickly means she had something urgent to say.

“Could it be… because of the sentence!”

I have to ask.

It might be better for Mom to take the lead.

She’s an adult and, above all, she has experience.

I carefully approached Mom’s room.

I hesitated in front of the door.

First, I put my ear to the door and checked the situation.

I need to listen to what Mom is doing first.

“Ji-won.”

At that moment, Mom opened the door!

Of all times!

“Ugh-!”

I, who was leaning against the door, fell inside.

“Heek—!!”

Mom was surprised and I was surprised too.

It’s really the worst.

The moment I thought, just kill me! The bell of salvation rang.

Ding—dong!

Suddenly someone is visiting the house?

Except for the water purifier installer or the gas inspection lady.

Anyway, I have to grab that lifeline!

“I’ll go!”

I immediately got up and ran to the door.

“Who is it?”

“I’m here to give you rice cake.”

“Ri, rice cake?”

“Yes. Rice cake.”

I was very sensitive to the word ‘rice cake’ and flinched for a moment.

“I’m your next door neighbor.”

It was a young woman’s voice.

“Ah, yes.”

I opened the door.

She was a woman with a fairly cute impression.

She was also a little short to match.

“I just moved in, so I’m giving out rice cakes.”

“Ah, yes.”

The woman is looking into the house beyond my gaze.

After a while, her gaze returned to me, probably after making eye contact with Mom.

“You can throw it away.”

“Ah, no, I’ll enjoy it.”

After the next door neighbor went back, Mom said.

“I thought a man was living alone, but it looks like he lives with his daughter.”

“I guess so. She looks like a student.”

“Yeah, about a high school student…?”

Come to think of it, it’s 1 PM now, if she’s a high school student, she should be at school.

She was a woman with a cute impression, but with a delinquent vibe.

“She looks like a gangster.”

“You can’t say things like that just by looking at her appearance.”

“I’m sorry.”

Well, maybe school is off.

“Mom, what were you going to say earlier?”

“Ah. That’s….”

It was about the support money.

Those who receive the sentence will receive special support money from the government until the sentence ends.

Mom said.

“But… to receive that, we have to go together.”

“Of course we have to go.”

“But… if you register, it will leave a record….”

I could tell what she meant without having to listen to the rest of her words.

Because we have to record the sentence we received.

It wasn’t easy.