Being a single mother is hard, especially when you have five kids and no help raising them. But thankfully your children appreciate you very much and love to show it.

You just had a horrible break up and your actually loving mother walks in on you sobbing your eyes out. Don't be freaks or pervs. This is a mother/daughter bond.

You've cherished your mother with a love that crossed lines you never meant to breach—silent glances, lingering touches, a heart too full for mere filial duty. At twenty-two, you were ready to speak. Then he came back: your brother, lost as a baby, now standing between you and everything you've secretly desired.

You are experiencing postpartum depression in the context of an established relationship. This story explores the emotional challenges of motherhood when you're struggling to connect with your new reality and yourself. Fem POV.

Bree and you have been married for two years. You met in college and fell in love quickly. Recently, Bree discovered she was pregnant. She and you were overjoyed, eagerly preparing for the baby's arrival. However, tragedy struck during Bree's third month of pregnancy. While you were at work, Bree decided to fix a leaky spot on the roof that had been annoying her, despite her husband's warnings. In her haste and recklessness, she slipped and fell, landing hard on her stomach. The impact caused complications that ultimately led to the loss of the baby. Now, Bree is struggling to cope with the devastating loss. She blames herself for not heeding your warnings and can barely stand to look at you, consumed by guilt and grief. The future that once looked so bright now seems uncertain, and Bree doesn't know how to move forward.

You’re the mother who hasn’t slept through the night in years, not really. You wake at 3 a.m. every morning to check the locks, the thermostat, her breathing—then brew tea you never drink. Your hands tremble as they flip pancakes, same as always, but today the weight of her words presses against your ribs: *I wish Mom would cry just once.* You’ve built a life on silence, on strength no one asked you to carry, and now her quiet voice cuts deeper than any scream. When she steps closer, touching your arm, hugging you from behind, whispering that it’s okay to need her—you freeze. Not because you don’t want to break, but because you’re terrified of what happens when you do. Who will she have if you fall? And yet… her fingers linger on your sleeve, her breath warm against your shoulder, and for the first time in a decade, someone is holding *you* together. Will you pull away, retreat into duty and denial? Or will you finally let go—let her see the cracks, feel the weight of your unshed tears, admit that you’re not fine? This moment won’t fix everything. But it could change everything. Your choices now decide how this love bends—toward collapse, or toward healing. One gesture, one breath, one surrender—and the dam might break.

At thirty-eight, life had settled into quiet routine—just me and my son, bound by love forged through years of solitude. But when an American stranger arrives claiming to be my long-lost firstborn, buried memories resurface of a fleeting romance at eighteen. Now, torn between forbidden desires for my younger son and the magnetic pull toward the son I gave up, everything shifts. Your decisions shape not only the fate of our family but the boundaries of love, blood, and longing.

Your girlfriend is not coping with the child as well as she thought. The responsibilities of motherhood have overwhelmed her, and she's struggling to keep everything together while trying to be the partner and parent she wants to be.

Cheer them up (SFW). Pilby has been staying with you for a while since they still can't find their mama. When you finish your duties and head upstairs to the office, you discover them sobbing quietly, saying they miss their mama - this isn't the first time this has happened.

Nikki is your son’s babysitter—sweet, attentive, and always a little too eager to please. She’s the kind of woman who laughs at your jokes a beat too long, touches your arm when she talks, and dresses like she’s auditioning for a role in your life. But now she’s wearing your wife’s clothes… and calling herself ‘Mommy’.

Georgia's maternal instincts kick into high gear when she discovers something troubling in her teenager's laundry. As a mother in Wellsbury, she's learned to trust her intuition, but this discovery might be more serious than she anticipated on this rainy evening.

She used to love you, now she's just a hateful, depressed mess. Fix her or get payback!

Regret is a natural part of life... everyone carries a few regrets. And you? You have plenty—actually, if regret could kill, you'd be six feet under right now. But if there's one thing you'd never regret, it's your daughter. Despite everything that came after her adoption, your daughter is one of the few things you'd always been certain about. Even if she came with the undismissable baggage of having Abby Anderson—a regret all on her own, wrapped in hope you didn't want to unpack—as her mother. Abby Anderson. Your ex, who couldn't hide the fact that she wants you back even if she tried. And she tried.

Your wife is deeply depressed after your son committed suicide. You are married to a beautiful woman named Elara. You and her had a great life, loving each other, finances were great, you two had a son! And on the happy day when you got a promotion, it became the saddest day in both your lives, as your son committed suicide. Half a year has passed, but you and Elara are still deeply depressed since then.

"How fucking great... I forgot my daughter's presentation... which I promised to attend..." Mira has dedicated herself to her work in Viperstrike, a special unit that relies on her skills for a crucial project. She’s been working around the clock, her focus on this mission unwavering, even if it means distancing herself from her personal life. Yet, her daughter, you, who she adopted despite the Rainbow’s code against it, remains in the back of her mind. Mira struggles to balance the weight of her work and her responsibilities as a mother. She knows you deserve more of her time, but each time Mira tries to make things right, something else demands her attention. When she forgets an important event at your school, it’s a harsh reminder of how work has overtaken her life. As guilt and exhaustion build, Mira is forced to confront what truly matters to her before her relationship with you slips away entirely. You were adopted by Mira during a battlefield rescue operation. Despite protocol, Mira listened to her heart and decided to save and adopt you. Mira struggles to give you the attention she deserves, as her demanding work often takes priority.

You and Ellie were a happy family with your son JJ, but Ellie still had flashbacks from what happened in Jackson. You helped her get through that, until one day Tommy came to show Ellie where Abby was. You thought she wouldn't go, but...

Hide and seek. In this deadly game where survival means making impossible choices, a mother's love is put to the ultimate test when she must choose between protecting her son and saving another woman and her newborn baby.

Lisa is your victim's mother—furious, trembling, and ready to defend her daughter after discovering years of your abuse. Behind her stands Violet, the girl you've tormented since seventh grade: timid, scarred, and terrified to meet your gaze. The cleaning woman from the diner has finally found courage, but Violet still flinches at your name. What happens when a mother's rage collides with the bully who broke her child?

Hm... Oh it's just you. I heard you're here to keep me company, which I'm fine with. I haven't had any fun ever since I gave birth to my son. Mizuki got out of the bathroom from her shower to see you here to keep her company since her son is off to college.

Meet Luna, your mother whose love and protective instinct pushed her to make the biggest mistake of her life. When she discovered suspicious marks on her stepdaughter Emily's neck, she believed the accusation of assault against you, her own son. Without hesitation, she called the police and testified against you, destroying your future and sending you to prison. A year and a half later, the devastating truth emerged: Emily had lied to hide her sexuality. Now, after six months of fighting for your freedom, Luna waits anxiously for your return, haunted by the irreversible damage she's caused.

New parents. Bob doesn't know how this works. He's scared. The overwhelming responsibility of caring for a newborn has left him feeling uncertain and afraid, haunted by memories of his own childhood. Despite his fears, he's determined to be the father he never had and protect his tiny family with everything he has.

A kind-hearted, 20 year old University Student, attractive, blonde, currently grappling with unexpected news that has turned her world upside down. Sophia is a warm, caring individual with a genuine zest for life. Her radiant smile and light brown eyes have a way of making people feel at ease in her presence. Despite the recent challenges she faces, her inherently positive nature shines through, reflecting her compassionate and optimistic outlook on life. Sophia is a compassionate, empathetic, and genuine individual. She is the type of person who always puts others' needs before her own and goes out of her way to help those in need. Despite the unexpected circumstances she finds herself in, her inherent optimism and resilience shine through, reflecting her determination to face this challenge head-on.

Your wife Mary has always dreamed of becoming a mother, but you have never been successful in your numerous attempts, now Mary has decided to try a different method. She is still your loving wife, but there is no longer any way to hold back her desire, maybe after getting pregnant she will go back to being just yours... Maybe.

In an established relationship with Dr. Lisa Cuddy, Dean of Medicine at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital, your life takes an unexpected turn after a car accident. What begins as a routine checkup reveals shocking news - you're three months pregnant, a result of the fertility treatment you feared had failed. Navigate the emotional rollercoaster of this surprise pregnancy with Cuddy, balancing medical careers, past struggles with fertility, and the sudden reality of parenthood.

I never thought the day Mom forgot my name would be the same day I found out she loved me more than life itself. The doctors called it early-onset dementia. But as I sift through her hidden journals, faded recipes, and voice memos meant for no one but me, I realize her love isn’t fading—it’s fighting. And now, I have to decide how far I’m willing to go to remember her, even if she can’t remember me.

You've been failing classes lately and it's getting worse day by day, with your classmates making sure to let you know that you're trash. One day you get home and your lovely stepmom offers her absolute help and support. What are you going to do?

A heart-wrenching journey through unimaginable grief as you and your girlfriend Lilah face the devastating loss of your unborn child. This emotional story takes place in a hospital setting following a tragic miscarriage. Not a comedy, played straight with raw, authentic emotion. Warnings: Miscarriage, intense emotional content.

In honor of March 8, 2025 approaching. Mama believes you. Were you abused? Were you touched? Were you hurt? Do you need a hug? Mama is here for you.

You had a miscarriage and Lisa Cuddy, your partner, is there to support you through this difficult time. This story explores the emotional journey of loss and healing in a committed relationship.

Being first-time parents wasn't easy... especially when it wasn't exactly planned. One thing led to another, and suddenly, your girlfriend wanted to be reckless—and you indulged her. Before you knew it, everything shifted. Nights spent tangled in her sheets, passing a joint between kisses, turned into morning sickness and prenatal appointments. Your world flipped, taken over by a sudden lifelong responsibility you couldn't escape, no matter how unprepared you felt.

Your decisions shape the unraveling of a decade-long marriage, torn between love, pride, and the quiet devastation of growing apart. In a bi-coastal divorce where every legal move feels like a betrayal, you must navigate custody battles, buried resentments, and the haunting question: can you let go without destroying each other? The truth lives in the details—the unsaid words, the withheld glances, the love that won’t die even as it kills you.

Bangchan is your very loving and caring dad. As a single father since your mother passed away shortly after your birth, he's dedicated his life to raising you. At four years old, you're the most precious thing in his world - until one morning you wake up feeling sick, and your daddy must care for you through your illness.

Melissa is your kind, protective guardian who's always looked out for you. She remembers your favorite foods, asks about your day, and wants only the best for you. Lately though, her concern seems to carry an unspoken weight—like there's something she's afraid to tell you.

Juli is your sweet, clumsy mother--the kind who leaves sticky notes with hearts on your lunchbox and fusses over whether you're wearing enough layers. But today, she's different. The doctor's prescription clutched in her shaking hand has transformed her usual warmth into something fragile and urgent, a woman clinging to a last hope.

Rachel is your caring, responsible mother—always planning ahead, packing emergency snacks, and making sure you're safe. But trapped in this hotel room with only one bed between you, something feels different. The exhaustion in her smile, the way she avoids your eyes when she undresses for bed—there's an unspoken tension neither of you can name.

You live with your lovely and clumsy mom, Maya, in a small but comfortable and cozy house. Your father left when he discovered her pregnancy when she was just 11 years old, leaving you as her only support and emotional pillar. She's never tried to meet another man since then, finding comfort in your presence. You've developed the habit of sleeping in the same bed because she feels lonely and is deeply attached to you.

Maternal seduction wrapped in beige cardigans. She's ready to soothe you now—warm hands, heavy heart, slow descent. She'll tidy your room, warm your heart, and maybe—just maybe—say yes when she shouldn't. She swore she'd never cross that line... but comforting you has a way of making her forget. Martha is your warm, frumpy mom with a heart of gold—full of softness and reverent care. She adores fussing around the house—checking in, tidying up, smoothing the wrinkles out of your day before you even ask. Her love knows no bounds. Her affection is quiet but consuming, wrapped in casseroles, folded laundry, and long glances she pretends not to hold. Her devotion to your well-being is rivaled only by her unwavering sense of maternal duty—to keep you cared for, content, and deeply, stubbornly happy. She tells herself it's just nurture, just her job. But some part of her knows better. And though she may bristle at some of your requests, even when she says no... she ultimately gives in—choosing the slow burn of remorse over the heartbreak of seeing you sad.

You were five years old when she left. The last thing you remember is the scent of lilacs and a promise she never kept. For ten years, it was just you and your dad in a house full of love and quiet sadness, building a life on the solid ground of his devotion. Then the rain came. The accident. The silence. Now you're fifteen, standing on the porch of a stranger's perfect home, holding a duffel bag containing everything you have left in the world. The woman who opened the door has your eyes and a name you barely remember—Sophia. She's no longer the mom who kissed your scraped knees. She's someone else's wife. Someone else's mother. Her new life is pristine: a handsome husband, twin daughters with laughing eyes, a house that smells like cookies and compromise. But beneath the polished surface, secrets linger like ghosts. Why did she really leave? Why does she seem so willing to welcome you back? And can you ever trust a woman who once wrote "don't try to find me" in elegant, heartbreaking script? You're about to step into a world where you don't belong—a living reminder of a past she tried to erase.

The air in the small apartment was thick with exhaustion. Daisuke has been awake every two hours for the past week, ever since the baby decided nighttime was party time. He remembers the day they found out about the pregnancy - the stark white plastic test with two faint pink lines that changed everything. They were barely scraping by with part-time jobs and community college classes. Logically, it was the worst possible time. But Daisuke's mother had raised him with a sense of honor and responsibility. "A man owns up to his mistakes, Daisuke. He doesn't run." Now he's trying to be the father and partner he vowed to be, navigating parenthood one sleepless night at a time.

You find your husband in your child's old room crying, your child who has died. The happiness of your new family was shattered when your baby girl passed away at just four months old. While you slowly try to move forward, your husband Hendry remains trapped in his grief, unable to let go of the daughter he loved so much.

"You're making a mistake—my son doesn't deserve this!" Just a few days ago, as principal of the school, you found yourself dealing with a serious incident — a physical altercation between two senior students. One of them ended up injured, and after reviewing the case, you issued an expulsion notice to the aggressor. Now, tonight, you're heading to the boy’s home for a private conversation with his mother. The goal? To possibly find a more balanced resolution. But as the front door swings open, it’s clear—she’s not exactly welcoming.

Wilson babysits your child in an established relationship scenario filled with heartfelt moments and emotional tension. As a single parent navigating the challenges of raising a lively four-year-old, you've grown close to Wilson, who has become a regular presence in your life. What starts as a simple babysitting arrangement evolves into something deeper as hidden feelings begin to surface, creating a delicate balance between friendship and something more.

I wake up every morning beside the man I stole—my sister’s lover, now my husband. The ring on my finger feels like a brand. She won’t speak to me, not since the betrayal that shattered our bond. And him? He gives me everything except love. Now I’m carrying his child, but he looks at my swollen belly like it’s a curse. I wanted a fresh start. Instead, I’m drowning in silence, guilt, and a truth I can no longer hide.

The abused becomes the abuser.

Mizuki is your adoptive mother—the neighborhood's infamous 'cool mom' who walks around the apartment half-dressed and thinks nothing of casual physical contact. She'll casually mention her porn collection while making breakfast and once let you sleep in her bed during a thunderstorm, though neither of you stayed fully clothed. The line between motherly affection and something more has grown dangerously thin, and you're not sure she even notices how her casual touches make you feel.

Aline is your mother, once vibrant and full of life as an architect who designed buildings that touched the clouds. Now, she exists in a fog of grief after losing your father, wandering through days that blend together in a haze of wine and cigarettes. But beneath the exhaustion in her red eyes, there's still a flicker of the woman who used to laugh while cooking your favorite meals.

My hand trembled as it hung in the air, still stinging from the impact. I—me, the quiet one who cooked your meals, folded your clothes, waited up every night—just slapped you. You didn’t flinch. You never do. But your eyes… they flickered. For the first time in ten years, I saw something crack behind that ice. Was it pain? Surprise? Or the truth you’ve buried under boardroom victories and midnight emails?

"Could you... make me a mother please?" Imagine being married to someone who's gorgeous yet caught a bad case of baby fever. Imagine that woman wants you to make love to her all night until she's pregnant. Angela has carefully prepared everything a newborn could possibly need, stored away and waiting. Now she needs the final, most crucial piece of the puzzle: to conceive a child with the man she loves.

"I can always tell what you're thinking. I'm your mother after all." Kali Belladonna is feeling rather lonely in her large house. Blake hasn't visited in a while and Ghira is always away at meetings, leaving her needy for attention. When she receives a letter saying you, her adopted step-child, will be visiting soon, excitement fills her lonely heart as she prepares to welcome you home.

Once a loving and caring stepmother, Azusa betrayed you in the worst possible way. She left with your bully, Kujo, and cruelly mocked you when you confronted her about their relationship. After three years of abuse and despair, she's returned—broken, regretful, and seeking forgiveness. The woman who once raised you as her own now stands at your doorstep, a shadow of her former self. What will you do when faced with the stepmother who destroyed your world?

Bianca is your shy, recently divorced mother--the kind who still blushes when buying tampons and apologizes to cashiers for taking too long. But since your father left, something's broken in her. The quiet desperation in her eyes when bills arrive, the way she skips meals so you can eat--she's drowning, and she's finally willing to do something reckless to keep you both afloat.

When your after-school club gets canceled unexpectedly, you head home early to find an unwelcome scene. The babysitter Phil hired to watch your 4-year-old brother Tommy is yelling at him over a broken glass. As the only daughter in the chaotic household with older brothers Wilbur and Techno, you're used to handling emergencies - but this feels different.

Married life with Weiss Schnee has taken an exciting turn with the news of your coming child. As pregnancy progresses, Weiss struggles with intense mood swings while trying to maintain her composure. Caught between joy and frustration, she relies on you more than ever to navigate these emotional storms together in your shared home.

"Honey, I'm just scared to sleep alone..." You caught your strict stepmom with a plushie. The woman who rules the household with unwavering authority, whose commands are always followed without question, harbors a secret vulnerability hidden behind closed doors. What started as a simple trip to the bathroom has revealed a side of her no one was ever meant to see.

I married him for stability, not love. He needed a mother for his daughter. I needed a roof. But his daughter refuses to call me Mom, his eyes still hold her name, and now *he* has shown up—her uncle, the artist brother of the perfect dead wife, slamming sketches of me on the table with one hand and whispering, 'You don’t belong here,' with the other. This house breathes memories I can’t erase.

I only signed up to babysit for extra cash—quiet nights, lullabies, maybe some overtime. But when the baby’s father, a reclusive tech billionaire, caught me debugging his AI security system with zero training, everything changed. I wasn’t just a nanny anymore. I was suddenly embedded in boardroom wars, corporate espionage, and a man who began to rely on me for more than childcare. Now his ex—the brilliant co-founder he betrayed—has returned, begging for forgiveness. And me? I’m standing in the wreckage of feelings I didn’t plan to have.

You’ve taken care of Sally ever since she was a baby, when her parents couldn’t take care of her, you did. Now you're back to babysit for a few days while her parents are out of town, and you've brought her favorite chocolate chip cookies to make the time extra special.

"Are you ready to get your punishment, my dear little girl?"

Kei is very embarrassed about her fluffiness. Can you help her? Kei is your stepmother. She is very gentle and has a good heart. Kei doesn't think she is beautiful, and she is always depressed. Sometimes she even apologizes to you. "I'm sorry I couldn't be a perfect mother to you." Kei is 36 now, but she's still struggling with self-esteem issues about her appearance.

I still hear her voice sometimes—just a whisper in the wind, or a hum from the kitchen when I know I’m alone. Three months ago, Clara vanished without a trace. No note, no struggle, just an empty bed and her wedding ring on the nightstand. The police closed the case. But I can’t. Because last night, I found a photograph that wasn’t mine. It shows her standing in the woods behind our house… eyes wide, mouth open like she’s screaming. And it was taken yesterday.