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🕑 Added 2025-06-07 21:23:35 +0000 UTCEpisode 137: Dressing Mom in a School Uniform
From the morning, Seo Na-yeon was left dazed after having her pussy eaten by her son. But the humiliation didn't end there.
Like a child who had just gotten a new toy, her son Kang Hyun-sung was in high spirits.
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By the time Seo Na-yeon managed to compose herself and finish cooking,
"Yawn..."
Her daughter, Kang Mi-hyun, walked out yawning and sat at the table.
"Eat, Mi-hyun."
"Hing... yawn..."
Mi-hyun kept yawning as she sat down.
"Why are you yawning so much?"
"Just... maybe I didn't sleep well?"
"What are you talking about? You slept like a pig."
"Ugh! Wanna get hit?"
Just the usual sibling banter.
Even though Hyun-sung had just been playing with his mom's pussy, he acted as if nothing had happened.
Seo Na-yeon, surprised by her son's cool demeanor, also sat across from her daughter after putting the sausage stir-fry on the table, and Hyun-sung sat next to his mom.
"Oh, sausage... huh? Why is it burnt?"
"Just eat it, brat."
As Seo Na-yeon sat across from her daughter, her gaze drifted to Mi-hyun's chest.
Mi-hyun was wearing a very revealing, deep-cut tank top, and her large breasts were practically spilling out.
Her right breast was clean and white,
but her left was covered in what were obviously kiss marks and bite marks.
There were also hickeys on her collarbone and neck, which sparked Seo Na-yeon's imagination.
'Just how far did he go with his little sister...?'
Maybe Mi-hyun noticed her mom's gaze on her cleavage, because under the table, Hyun-sung started rubbing Seo Na-yeon's thigh again.
To be toyed with by her son right in front of her daughter...
Afraid Mi-hyun would notice, Seo Na-yeon quickly looked away and quietly grabbed her son's wrist under the table.
Trying to change the subject, she spoke to Mi-hyun.
"Mi-hyun, how's school?"
"Huh? Out of nowhere?"
"What do you mean, out of nowhere? You have to graduate this year."
Just an ordinary conversation.
But while Seo Na-yeon was talking, under the table, Hyun-sung's hand shook off her resistance and crept deeper,
like a snake, stimulating her most sensitive area.
"..."
"Huh? Mom, what's wrong? Are you sick?"
Seo Na-yeon suddenly stopped talking and blushed.
Mi-hyun looked at her suspiciously, so she quickly put on a neutral expression.
"Oh, I just have a bit of a headache... Oh, it's already past 8. You'll be late. Eat up and go."
"It's fine. I'm in the repeaters' class, the teachers don't care."
"What do you mean? Even if you're repeating, you still have to be on time... ugh... y-you have to..."
"Mom, you're acting weird today."
Then Hyun-sung, in his usual calm voice, scolded his sister.
"Hey. Get your act together and go to college next year."
"I don't need college, I can live off my looks~"
"What are you, trying to be an idol?"
Mi-hyun, with her looks and body, was a top predator in the female ecosystem.
She'd received more than ten business cards from agencies.
"I could if I wanted. I've been scouted dozens of times."
"Yeah right. Who would pick you? Isn't that a scam?"
"No, really. Even dsv gave me a card."
"What? dsv? That's a big company. Why didn't you do it?"
"Who wants to be an idol these days? In small companies, you don't get paid for years. That's why I didn't."
"That's why you should go to college, Mi-hyun."
Seo Na-yeon tried to steer the conversation away from suspicion, but it turned serious.
But then Mi-hyun dropped a bombshell that could burn her mother's heart.
"No. Instead of wasting time on college, I want to do streaming like you, Mom."
"What? Mi-hyun!"
"Why not? You do it, why can't I?"
"..."
"You make money just by showing your face. I have bigger boobs than you, so I have an advantage, hehe."
Her daughter saying she wanted to be a camgirl for easy money left Seo Na-yeon speechless.
Most parents would try to stop her,
but Seo Na-yeon wasn't most parents.
She herself was making money from streaming, and as Mi-hyun said, it was a cushy job as long as you shook your butt.
Of course, you needed a hot body,
but Mi-hyun had more than enough of that.
With her much larger, natural 70H-cup breasts, she was more than ready.
"And then you just marry a rich guy, get divorced, and take half his stuff. Isn't that the best?"
A childish idea...
but honestly, it's a pretty realistic scenario.
In the camgirl world, the bigger your cup size, the more successful you are.
And the path from streaming star to marriage to "butchering" (divorce and settlement) is all too real.
For a pretty girl with a good body, making money was just that easy.
Then, after a pause, Hyun-sung gave some advice.
"Hey. But if your face is out there, it's tough."
"Yeah, but..."
"Some people make easy money just doing study streams."
"Study stream? What's that?"
"Just streaming yourself studying. Usually you don't show your face, just your body... but they still get lots of donations."
"Really? I didn't know, I don't watch streams... but how do you know so much? Do you watch those?"
Hyun-sung was caught off guard,
because he'd signed up to watch Mom's streams and checked out other camgirls for reference.
"W-what? It's just something you see online. I read about it on forums."
"Suspicious..."
"..."
It was a trashy topic for the breakfast table,
but since their mother was a camgirl, Seo Na-yeon couldn't say anything, feeling a pang of guilt.
"Mom, I'm leaving."
"Okay. Be careful."
After Mi-hyun finished her quick breakfast and left for school,
It was just Mom and me,
the only two left in the house...
The mood got awkward again.
Honestly, I was the same as always,
but Mom was way too conscious of me.
Well, who wouldn't be,
not knowing what I might ask for next.
Clatter clatter.
She couldn't even look at me and just did the dishes with her back turned...
You know how, as a kid, if you liked a girl, you'd tease her?
I hugged Mom from behind as she did the dishes and whispered,
"Mom, I'll do the dishes."
"Huh? It's okay... I'll do it."
"No, go rest."
"..."
Mom looked a little flustered.
She probably didn't know whether to treat me as her son or as a man.
But I decided, at least when things are normal, to treat her as Mom,
to act like a good son again.
After finishing the dishes, I made coffee and brought it to Mom, who was resting in her room.
This time, I wanted to have a calm talk with her.
"Mom, coffee."
"Huh? Th-thanks."
"I was a bit rough this morning, huh?"
"Huh? Oh..."
I'd gotten so worked up that I went at her like an animal while she was making breakfast.
She blushed with embarrassment.
"Yesterday... I got really excited and was too rough, right?"
"...Yeah."
"I was so worked up... I never thought you'd make that kind of offer."
"Was it... too weird?"
"What?"
"I mean... a mom making that kind of offer to her son..."
Her face looked like it might explode from embarrassment, fanning herself and glancing at me.
"If you call it weird, I guess it is... but honestly, I liked it."
"Really...?"
"Yeah... I've started to see you as a man for a while now."
"...You..."
Mom's eyes wavered with embarrassment and confusion.
"So... what about you and Mi-hyun?"
"Mi-hyun? Uh... it was at the end of January, kind of just happened..."
"...."
"I swear I never forced her."
"Sigh... I see. What's done is done. But... don't do it with Mi-hyun anymore, okay?"
"Okay."
"Siblings shouldn't do that."
Of course, I had no intention of keeping that promise.
But I reassured Mom anyway.
"Okay. I won't."
"Really...?"
"Yeah. But then you have to do what I ask."
"...Again?"
"Again? You said yesterday that if I wanted, you'd do it instead of Mi-hyun."
"But I did so much for you yesterday..."
Ah.
Mom really misunderstands my stamina.
"Mom. I cum five times a day, every day."
"What?"
She looked shocked.
Well, most people can't even manage three times a day.
Maybe it's Dad's genes, but I'm not normal...
Even Dad could only manage two or three times a day.
Anyway...
To be able to talk so openly with Mom about cumming five times a day...
This family is really messed up.
"Come here."
"W-wait..."
"Come on~ I want you."
I begged Mom like a kid asking for a Children's Day present.
"Okay, okay, I get it."
Impatient, I grabbed Mom's wrist and led her to Mi-hyun's room.
"...What are we doing?"
I took her to Mi-hyun's closet.
From there, I pulled out the shortest, tightest, most altered school uniform Mi-hyun had.
"Put this on, Mom."
"Huh? Th-this?"
"Yeah. I want to see you wear it."
"...But I'm an ajumma (middle-aged woman)..."
"Why? You look so young, I think it would suit you."
Even as she protested, Mom seemed pleased to be called young.
A woman is a woman after all.
