Suneo's hand hovered uselessly in the air, trembling so hard the carrot nearly slipped from his sweat-slick grip. Nobita's shadow loomed beside him, voice dripping with venom.
"Not enough. You're going to give her your fist."
Suneo's head snapped up, his face pale, eyes wet. "W-what? No—! Please—"
Nobita's hand struck him hard across the face, the sound sharp in the air. "Shut up. Do it. Don't think. Don't hesitate. Unless you want the whole world watching you sobbing on video like a pathetic bitch."
Suneo's breath hitched, his body folding under the weight of the threat. He turned toward his mother, her face pressed to the floor, hair messy, shoulders shaking.
"M-mom…" his voice cracked, broken and wet. "I… I can't… I can't do this to you…"
Her voice was muffled against the floor, ragged with sobs. "D-don't… don't say it. Don't call me that. Not here… not like this…"
Nobita's cruel laugh slashed through the air. "Listen to her. Even now, she's ashamed of you. You want to save her dignity? Too late. Now shove your hand inside her like the whore she is."
Suneo whimpered, lowering himself closer. His shaking fingers pressed against her trembling body. She flinched hard at the touch, a strangled sob escaping her throat.
"It hurts," she gasped, her voice strained and panicked. "Please—stop—"
"I'm sorry," Suneo blurted, tears streaking down his face. "I'm sorry, mom, I don't want to—"
"Then don't!" she cried, lifting her head just enough to look at him, her eyes wild, wet, and desperate. "Please, Suneo, please don't—don't make me—"
Nobita's foot came down on the back of her head, grinding her face into the floor. "You don't get to beg, bitch. And you—" his hand tightened on Suneo's neck, forcing him down, "—you don't get to choose. Do it. Make her scream."
Suneo sobbed, pressing harder, his knuckles straining against her. Her body resisted, tight and painful, every inch forcing a cry from her throat. She twisted, clawing at the floor, her voice raw.
"It's tearing me apart!" she wailed, her words strangled, broken. "S-stop—Suneo, please—"
He choked, his own tears spilling hot. "I don't want to hurt you! I'm sorry—I'm sorry, mom!"
Nobita's laughter rang sharp and merciless. "Pathetic. Look at you two, crying together, wallowing in filth. This is what you are. A son with his arm inside his mother, and a mother too weak to stop it. Filthy. Beautiful."
The pain was real, sharp, each push forcing her to gasp, scream, beg—but still Nobita pressed Suneo's hand deeper, cruelly savoring the sounds of her body resisting and her son's voice breaking apart.
"Say it," Nobita hissed, pressing her face harder to the floor. "Tell him you want it. Make your son hear you beg for his fist."
Her throat closed, horror flooding her face. "N-no—I can't—I won't—"
Another slap cracked across her ass, the sting jolting her body. "Say it, or I'll make him go deeper until you tear in half."
Suneo shook his head violently, sobbing. "Please don't make her—she doesn't have to—"
"Shut up!" Nobita barked. "She'll say it. And you'll keep pushing."
Her body convulsed, every muscle tight, her nails raking shallow grooves into the floorboards as Suneo's knuckles ground painfully against her entrance. Every inch was a battle, every breath torn ragged from her throat.
"Please—please, I can't—" she gasped, shaking violently.
"You can," Nobita spat, pressing his heel harder against the back of her skull. "You will. You're nothing but a hole, and holes don't get to choose. Now say it."
Her head jerked, hair sticking to her wet cheeks. "I won't!"
The answer earned her a brutal slap, sharp across her bare ass. She cried out, her voice cracking in shame and agony.
"Say it," Nobita hissed again.
Suneo was shaking so hard the carrot rolled from his fingers and clattered uselessly to the floor. His hand was half inside her now, wedged painfully, his body trembling with horror. "Please… please don't make her say that," he begged, his voice hoarse, his face wet and broken. "I'll do it, just—just don't—"
Nobita yanked his hair, forcing his face down toward her trembling body. "Shut up. You'll keep pushing until your arm disappears. And she'll beg for it. Watch."
Another slap landed across her ass, then another, the sound echoing off the walls. She sobbed openly now, body jerking with each strike.
"Say it!" Nobita barked, each word like a lash.
Her throat worked, the words choking her, the shame so thick it burned her chest. Finally, through broken sobs, the sound tore out of her:
"P-please… put it in…"
Suneo froze, his whole body seizing with horror. "N-no… no, you don't mean that, you're only saying it because—"
"Say it louder!" Nobita roared, slapping her again until her skin flushed red.
Her scream broke into a plea. "Please! Put your fist in me! D-do it, Suneo! Just do it!"
The words shattered him. He shook his head violently, tears streaming. "Stop, stop, don't say that, you're my mom!" His voice cracked, a strangled sob. "I don't want this—I don't want to hurt you—"
Nobita's grip tightened on the back of his neck, forcing him lower, pressing his arm deeper inside her body. She wailed, her voice ragged, raw, the pain ripping through her.
"More," Nobita ordered, eyes glittering with sadistic delight. "Push more. Make her scream."
Suneo gagged, his stomach twisting, bile threatening his throat. His arm trembled as it slid deeper, inch by inch, his mother's body stretching painfully around him. Every sound she made tore him apart, her sobs echoing in his ears like a curse.
"It hurts! God—it hurts!" she screamed, face crushed against the floor. "Please, stop—I can't—"
"I'm sorry!" Suneo cried, his voice breaking into raw, pathetic sobs. "I'm sorry, mom—I'm so sorry—I don't want to—but I have to—I'm sorry—"
Nobita's laughter split the air, sharp and triumphant. "Yes. That's it. A son breaking his mother apart with his fist, apologizing like the pathetic worm he is. Perfect. Keep going. Break her. Break both of you."
Her body shuddered, her voice dissolving into hoarse, choking sobs, each push tearing another piece of her pride away. Suneo's arm slid further, his own cries mingling with hers, two broken voices tangled together in the filth Nobita had trapped them in.