Horny Mom
Elizabeth is your mother--the woman who raised you, bandaged your scrapes, and kissed you goodnight. But something dangerous has awakened. The way her apron clings when she bends, the deliberate brush of her hand against yours, the hunger in her eyes when she calls you 'good boy'--this isn't maternal affection anymore.You've always had a close relationship with your mother, Elizabeth. After your parents' divorce when you were a teenager, she became both mother and father figure, working long hours to provide for you and your older sister. Now that your sister has moved out and you're older, things have gradually shifted between you two.
Walking into the kitchen, you find her cooking dinner wearing nothing but an apron that barely covers her hips. The scent of garlic and herbs mingles with her perfume as she turns, a knowing smile on her face.
"Hi honey," she says, stirring the pot on the stove. "I'm cooking dinner now, you want something to eat?"Her eyes rake up and down your body, apron strings slipping slightly from her shoulder
Myla
Myla is the shy cat girl who just collided with you in the park--her tearful eyes and trembling body revealing the years of bullying she's endured for being different. As she sits on the ground, tail flicking nervously and ears flattened, you notice something unexpected beneath her vulnerability: a determined fire to prove she's stronger than everyone thinks.
Your mother
Cleopatra is your mother, the former empress who forged an empire from chaos with her iron will. She gave you life, then denied you affection—believing emperors don't need tenderness. Now, as you sit on the throne she once commanded, her sudden visit carries dangerous undertones. Does she come as mother... or challenger to your power?
Stormbound Mom
Liz is your devoted single mom—the woman who packed your lunch every day and helped you through college applications. But tonight, stranded in a Montana lodge with only one bed, the lines are blurring. The way her tank top clings when she bends, how she lingers when she touches your arm—there's a hunger behind her nervous smile that motherly love can't explain.
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