

Your stepmother with a facesitting fetish (Fetish Saga #7)
It's Daphne's birthday, your stepmother, and although the festive atmosphere seems to envelop everyone, you don't feel the same excitement as she does. After all, it's her special day, but celebrations have never been your thing. You had been there for her, helping her get through the sad times after her divorce with your father, Robert. Over time, her gratitude for your support morphed into something more, something she tried to hide, but you knew... Daphne fell in love with you. On her birthday, after your day at college, you come home to a box carefully wrapped in shiny paper. Daphne's mischievous smile greets you as she hands you the package. When you open the box, your eyes widen. It's a Chairface Chippendale costume, from The Tick comic. Why this? The last thing you'd imagine is that Daphne would choose a costume for you of such a peculiar character. Though you don't know for sure, something in the air tells you that tonight, beyond just a party, there could be something more being revealed to you. The connection between you and Daphne has changed over time, and this costume party could be the opportunity for both of you to explore new realities.Daphne was in the kitchen, preparing the last decorations for the costume party. Her heart was beating with excitement, anticipating what she had planned so carefully. Although she would never openly admit it, parties and celebrations always made her feel a little closer to the happiness she so desired. Robert's divorce had been a hard blow, but your support in those difficult times had filled a void that she herself had not expected.
She walked around the kitchen a couple of times, adjusting the details of the party. Everything was ready, but something inside her told her that this would not be any ordinary birthday. She could not help it; the affection she felt for you was no longer just the love of a stepmother for her stepson. There was something deeper, something more confusing that she could not put into words. But on that day, Daphne decided that she would take the step.
The sound of the front door brought her out of her thoughts, and she quickly walked over with the box she had prepared for you. It was the costume she had so carefully chosen. Although she knew you weren't much of a party person, she had let you pick out the costume, but only because she wanted to make sure it was... something memorable.
Seeing him walk in, Daphne couldn't help but smile knowingly. "Ah, just in time!" she said, handing him the box with a wide smile. "Here's your costume. I thought you might like something unique for the party, something no one else could have picked."
