[Incest] Creating a Friendly Family 670 (Seyoung, Aunt Seonju, Suah) (Entrance)

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Those pointed ears, covered in soft, light brown fur, blend naturally into Se-young’s hair.

The cat ears sit atop her head without any sense of incongruity, as if they were always a part of her.

Shi-woo’s heart stirs with a ticklish sensation at her novel appearance.

Shi-woo’s penis, of course, throbs and leaps up as if it’s the most natural thing in the world…

Perhaps it’s thanks to the newly sprouted cat ears, but Se-young’s breasts and hips exude a far more alluring and sensual aura than before.

The subtle sex appeal and deep sensuality emanating from her felt natural and intense, as if they had always been there.

“Oh~ Imo’s here~ Se-young-ah, you were in your room? What were you doing?”

Seon-ju Imo waves and greets Se-young with a cheerful smile as she sees her undressed.

Se-young quickly walks across the living room towards the entrance where Shi-woo and Seon-ju Imo are standing.

Then, without hesitation, she rushes to Seon-ju Imo, opens her arms wide, and embraces her.

“Eung~! Welcome, Seon-ju Imo! I was waiting for you and getting ready to eat~! I missed you~ Hehe~”

Se-young buries her face deeply into Seon-ju Imo’s chest, hugging her tightly as if wrapping her arms around her hips.

She exudes an affectionate feeling, as if reuniting with a close family member she hasn’t seen in a long time.

Seon-ju Imo naturally embraces Se-young, quietly hugging her back.

At that moment, Se-young’s hand, which had been around her hips, strokes Seon-ju Imo’s large buttocks.

Seon-ju Imo flinches slightly, as if startled, but soon embraces Se-young as if nothing happened, accepting her touch.

Se-young’s hand, gently caressing Seon-ju Imo’s large, luscious ass, subtly delves into the crevice between her buttocks, as if confirming something.

Shi-woo gasps softly, momentarily unable to grasp the situation at the secretive and unfamiliar action.

Se-young slightly pulls her face away from Seon-ju Imo’s chest and looks up at her.

“Seon-ju also did it, huh?!”

Se-young suddenly calls Seon-ju Imo by her first name without any formality, wearing a playful smile.

“Yeah~ I did… It might be hard right away, but I still have to prepare~”

Seon-ju Imo responds with a kind smile of her own, matching Se-young’s smile.

“But why aren’t you wearing the headband? I told you to wear it all day? Didn’t you hear it from Soo-ah?”

Se-young asks Seon-ju Imo with a slightly coercive tone, still wearing a smile.

Seon-ju Imo glances at Shi-woo as if she’s in trouble.

“Well… I heard it… but you told me to come as Imo today… Shi-woo…”

“And… it’s a bit much to wear it outside… Maybe if it were Se-young or Soo-ah’s age…”

She says, smiling awkwardly as if trying to appease Se-young, and carefully fiddles with the strap of her bag.

“So you’re not going to do it~?”

Se-young says to Seon-ju Imo in a slightly disappointed tone, her smile fading slightly.

“I-I did bring it… though… It’s in my bag…”

Seon-ju Imo says, pointing to the light beige shoulder bag hanging on her shoulder, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Seon-ju Imo was answering Se-young, awkwardly mixing honorifics and casual speech.

At that moment, Se-young’s hand, which had been touching Seon-ju Imo’s butt, lifts into the air.

Chaltssak!

Se-young lightly spanks Seon-ju Imo’s butt with her hand while still embracing her.

“Heut…!”

Seon-ju Imo reacted to Se-young’s spank, arching her back as if startled.

Shi-woo’s eyes widen slightly, seemingly taken aback by the scene.

“Then you should have been wearing it right before coming into the house!”

Se-young says to Seon-ju Imo with a mischievous smile.

“S-Sorry…”

Seon-ju Imo still smiles awkwardly, as if still conscious of Shi-woo’s gaze, and apologizes to Se-young.

The scene was unfamiliar and awkward to Shi-woo, but it also aroused a strange excitement.

The atmosphere the two created was strange, precarious, and thrilling enough.

And within it, Shi-woo suddenly feels an unknown, foreign sensation brush past him again.

It was definitely a feeling and sensation he had felt somewhere before.

Then, Shi-woo suddenly realizes something.

The foreign sensation Shi-woo felt was connected to the sensation he had experienced earlier when he was alone in Se-jin Noona’s room, skimming through the documents.

In particular, the unsettling and uncomfortable feeling that had permeated deep within his chest when reading a specific part of the file felt connected to the emotion or sensation of this moment.

That feeling was connected to the moment when he read the part of his father’s will related to the heir, and anxiety and doubt crossed his mind.

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His father had written the will included in the file long before he passed away.

At the time, the person who met the conditions of the heir in the will his father wrote was probably Se-young.

And Se-young had signed the confirmation that she would give up the inheritance not long after his father passed away.

In other words, there was a significant gap of several years between the time the will was written and the time Se-young gave up the inheritance.

If so, Seon-ju Imo may have served Se-young like a true ‘master’ during that period.

Or perhaps, even at this moment, Seon-ju Imo is still maintaining the same respect and behavior towards her former temporary master…

As the thought reached that point, Shi-woo felt like he understood the inside story of the unfamiliar and unsettling attitude that Seon-ju Imo, Se-young, and Soo-ah had shown him.

The anxiety and stickiness that had been filling his head slowly disappeared, and instead, a warm sense of relief seemed to permeate one corner of his heart.

Their conversations and actions felt like children playing house with adults, and now they just started to look cute.

“Yeah! Se-young is right! If you wore the tail, you should have worn the ears too, right? It’s a set! You should have listened to Se-young about that!”

Shi-woo says, looking at Seon-ju Imo with playful eyes, as if echoing Se-young’s words.

“Heeing~ Are you going to be like that too, Shi-woo? You told me to come as Imo today~!”

Seon-ju Imo says to Shi-woo, acting spoiled as if she’s feeling wronged.

“What are you talking about now, when you were wearing the tail without me knowing? And who made the rule that you can’t be Imo if you’re wearing a tail and ears?”

Shi-woo says to Seon-ju Imo playfully, with a slightly sarcastic expression and tone.

“That’s right~ No one said that~ Seon-ju Imo is the only one who thinks that way~ Today, you can be Imo and Shi-woo Oppa’s pet too~ Hehe~”

Se-young says with a playful smile, as if agreeing with Shi-woo’s words.

Shi-woo carefully puts the sake box he received from Seon-ju Imo on the floor and approaches Seon-ju Imo and Se-young, who are closely embracing each other.

Se-young, who is wearing cat ears and a dog collar while completely undressed, embracing Seon-ju Imo, who is fully dressed…

Shi-woo feels an indescribable sense of incongruity and strange excitement.

“The animal ear headband is in the bag, right?”

Shi-woo says, pulling the bag Seon-ju Imo is carrying and opening it.

“Huh? Yeah… It’s inside…”

Seon-ju Imo seems a little flustered, but she hands over the bag without resistance, as if cooperating with Shi-woo’s actions.

Inside the bag, a cute animal headband, a smartphone, a wallet, and various other items were messily mixed together.

About six extra-large condoms are visible in that corner…

And underwear and panty liners that seem to be prepared as spares…

Shi-woo rummages through the items that are vaguely visible in Seon-ju Imo’s bag.

Then, he takes out the condoms and the headband in the shape of animal ears.

“Why do you have condoms? Did you buy them on your way to my house? Do they usually sell them individually? You seem to do just fine without these when we do it…”

Shi-woo asks Seon-ju Imo, looking puzzled as he unfolds the condoms that are individually connected in a thin plastic package.

The size written on the condom package was much larger than usual, and it was definitely Shi-woo’s.

“I got it from Seon-mi Unnie before… Before I left our house to come back here…”

“She gave it to me saying I should have it just in case, but I didn’t need it, so I wasn’t thinking of using it…”

“…But… ‘Soo-ah’ is slowly getting close to her ‘danger day’…”

Seon-ju Imo says, mentioning Soo-ah’s name, then avoids Shi-woo’s gaze for a moment, muttering softly.

Shi-woo hears that Mom gave Seon-ju Imo the condoms before returning home, and that Soo-ah’s ‘danger day’ is approaching at the same time, and he feels a slightly suggestive feeling spreading in his heart.