[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 446 (Mom) (Master Bedroom, Living Room, Dressing Room)

446

A text message that felt like a young, adolescent girl throwing a tantrum, expressing dissatisfaction and rebellion.

“Huh? Is that all? Is there nothing else?”

Shi-woo asked, seemingly puzzled by Mom, who was unexpectedly getting annoyed and throwing a fit.

Shi-woo had expected her to at least bring up the time she slapped him across the face or left him naked in front of the gate.

“Then is that all! What more do you want me to say to you now?!”

Mom retorted, as if she couldn’t understand why Shi-woo was so puzzled.

Could she really just brush off such extreme play without any complaints, even after experiencing it?

Was Mom truly enjoying all the play she had with Shi-woo, feeling confused but genuinely falling into it, satisfying her masochistic excitement and thrilling stimulation?

“No, were you just keeping our chat window open to say that? The number disappeared right after you sent the text, you know?”

Shi-woo asked, as if trying to confirm Mom’s state and intentions once more.

Mom didn’t reply for a while, then sent Shi-woo another text.

“Just bring the clothes quickly! I’m going to take a shower right now! I can’t reply anymore!”

Mom sent Shi-woo a text with a tone that seemed annoyed.

Shi-woo couldn’t help but find Mom’s reaction endearing and cute.

Mom, who sent that last text to Shi-woo with an annoyed attitude, must surely know it herself.

How Shi-woo would pick on her tone and attitude in the chat room tonight and treat her…

A sudden, creepy sensation enveloped Shi-woo’s entire body.

Desire, excitement, and a thrilling tremor seemed to erupt from deep within his chest.

Tonight, Shi-woo would surely thoroughly dominate, humiliate, and trample on Mom with his penis.

As a husband… as an owner… and as a son…

Until the voice of pleading for mercy burst from Mom’s lips again…

Shi-woo stared at the smartphone screen for a long time.

Shi-woo scrolled down the smartphone’s chat screen, reviewing the conversations he had with Mom throughout the day.

That must have been what Mom was secretly doing in the dressing room earlier.

Mom must have been reviewing the events of the day in texts, just like Shi-woo was doing now, organizing her situation and emotions.

Around the time Mom left home with Se-young and started living at Seon-ju Imo’s house.

The story of Seon-ju Imo, who came to Shi-woo’s house to seduce her nephew, suddenly popped into Shi-woo’s head.

The story about Mom often staring blankly at her smartphone all day and smiling foolishly, to the point where it was suspicious whether she had a lover.

Perhaps Mom had already decided to accept Shi-woo’s lewd acts to some extent since then?

Anticipating the inevitable flow of fate, looking back at herself pretending to struggle in conflict, and perhaps laughing at her own image?

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Shi-woo went to Mom’s closet, opened the closet door wide, and examined the neatly arranged clothes.

Shi-woo opened the drawers one by one to find clothes to dress Mom in.

Shi-woo opened the bottom drawer first without much thought.

The bottom drawer contained Mom’s neatly folded underwear.

Inside the drawer, plain-looking bras and panties were neatly arranged in pairs.

Now, those pieces of cloth in the drawer would no longer be worn by Mom unless it was Shi-woo’s whim or a special occasion.

Thinking that, Shi-woo let out a pointless chuckle.

Feeling somewhat regretful yet satisfied, Shi-woo ran his hand through the underwear drawer.

As Shi-woo was looking through the drawer, he suddenly spotted a piece of underwear that caught his eye.

It was the white, sexy lingerie that Shi-woo had bought from the imported underwear store at the department store last time.

Lewd lingerie underwear with the crotch area split vertically, allowing for sex while still wearing it.

That lingerie underwear, where Shi-woo had spilled his semen last time, was neatly washed and folded in Mom’s closet drawer.

Shi-woo took out the white underwear with delicate lace trim from the drawer.

Shi-woo thought that it was a very suitable white underwear for tonight, when he and Mom had decided to live as husband and wife.

Shi-woo suddenly imagined Mom wearing that white lingerie and sitting at the dining table with Se-hee Noona and Se-young, eating a meal.

Mom was wearing that lingerie underwear that revealed her bare skin, squirming all over as if overwhelmed with shame and humiliation, and watching Se-hee Noona and Se-young’s reactions.

Mom, blushing and lowering her head, was only doing the act of picking up a spoonful of rice and eating it.

It was really nothing, but the gestures, breaths, and atmosphere of Mom, drawn in his imagination, seemed to be enough to heighten Shi-woo’s mood.

Especially since those imaginations were things that could be realized at any time, they came to Shi-woo as an even greater stimulus.

However, it would be too much to immediately order Mom to wear only underwear and participate in the dinner with Se-hee Noona and Se-young.

Shi-woo recalled the promises and rules of play he had made with Mom and decided to postpone the lewd imaginations that were being drawn in his head for a while.

With that in mind, he seemed to think about something for a while longer, then placed the underwear he had taken out of the drawer on the bed.

Shi-woo had decided to dress Mom in that white underwear like a formal dress, only for today.

Of course, he would have her wear an outfit that would cover the white lingerie underwear on the outside…

Even though he wouldn’t be able to show it to the family outside her clothes while eating dinner, Shi-woo would be able to finish dinner with a very satisfied feeling just knowing that Mom was wearing that underwear.

Shi-woo rummaged through another drawer to find a T-shirt that would match the underwear.

After rummaging through the drawer for a while, Shi-woo found a loose-fitting, free-size white short-sleeved box T-shirt.

A T-shirt that felt much shorter than Se-hee Noona’s long T-shirt that Mom had worn when she went out to go grocery shopping today.

Perhaps, when worn, it would be just long enough to cover the panties and barely cover the thighs below the pelvis.

Shi-woo took out Mom’s white box T-shirt and placed it on the bed with the lingerie underwear.

Then, just as he was about to reach for the closet drawer again to choose a skirt to dress Mom in,

Shi-woo suddenly recalled the order he had given Mom during the exposure play while returning home from the karaoke.

Shi-woo had made Mom wear the newly bought red micro bikini swimsuit bottoms wrapped around her thighs like a band.

Shi-woo had also made her raise the bikini swimsuit top towards her collarbone, exposing Mom’s breast flesh.

Shi-woo’s order that if she were to wear underwear in the future, she should raise her bra to expose her breasts and wear her panties like a band on her thighs, just like in that situation.

As Shi-woo suddenly recalled his order that he had forgotten for a while, he became very curious.

How would Mom react if he gave her the underwear and T-shirt he had just taken out after giving her such an order?

If Mom, after finishing her shower, saw that only a short T-shirt and sexy lingerie underwear were placed in the dressing room as clothes to change into…

Would Mom remember the order Shi-woo had given her before entering the house and obediently follow Shi-woo’s words?

Would she wrap the lingerie panties that Shi-woo had chosen, despite the short T-shirt, around her thick thighs like a Möbius strip, as she had done before?

If she followed Shi-woo’s order, Mom might show her daughters her true self as a female slave.

Because if she sat on a dining chair, although she wouldn’t know when she was standing, her intimate area of her crotch would surely be exposed to the front…

She would be eating dinner in the kitchen area with Se-hee Noona and Se-young throughout the evening, with her lower body exposed to the outside air.

Mom would be sitting at the table with the sexy lingerie underwear wrapped around her thighs like a band, exposing her red clam meat like a whore slave.

Just imagining it made Shi-woo feel a throbbing excitement in his chest.

It would be too much to completely strip her naked, but a slightly shorter T-shirt… perhaps…

Standing in front of her family or in front of people in just a T-shirt without wearing anything underneath was already familiar to Mom.

Shi-woo didn’t choose a skirt to dress Mom in, but took only the white box T-shirt and lingerie underwear and came outside.

Se-young was still busily moving around in the kitchen, preparing dinner for the family.

The sound of the shower and the sound of the TV in the living room mixed with the sounds of the busy kitchen, creating the pleasant evening soundscape of a harmonious home.