So, when Mom first started working, the conflicts between her and Dad were intense.
But the good thing(?) is that Dad is only home on Saturdays and Sundays.
After Sunday dinner, he leaves for his work in the provinces.
The scent of Mom's cosmetics hit me hard as she leaned close to me while I was sitting in the chair~♡
A sidelong glance revealed her tight, heavy hips, wrapped in a thin leopard-print skirt, looking soft and plump~♥ It felt like they'd fit perfectly in my hands.
And you could clearly see the outline of her black panties through the skirt, so obvious that it was clear she wasn't wearing a slip.
--- Thump! Thump!
"Did she go to work today wearing those sexy panties?"
"No, wait… if it was hot and she sweated a lot, maybe she came home and changed into fresh panties, soiled with sweat and… secretions from down there?"
"Where did she take off the panties she wore to work? What about her sweat-soaked underwear?"
"Ugh, damn it! What am I even thinking?!"
"Man, why am I like this lately?!"
Come to think of it…
When Mom was in her prime, Dad must've laid her down every night and, with his… thing… penetrated her soft, tender… p-p-pussy raw, right?!
God, I'm going crazy~!
Mom is staring at me intently.
I really need to snap out of it! Damn it, I'm losing my mind!
The white lining on her top is a shame because it means her bra isn't visible.
Her full, firm breasts only rise smoothly like hills…
--- Gulp!
Drooling over plums while thinking about Mom!
Anyway, because Dad was such a jerk, even though Mom graduated from grad school, she stayed a housewife for a long time before finally getting a job at an insurance company late in life.
She started working late, but with her pretty face and gentle personality, she's super popular wherever she goes.
Honestly, it's just a fact that Mom, who's warm and kind, is way better than Dad, who's blunt and authoritarian.
"What are you staring at so intensely?"
Mom must've peeked at my phone over my shoulder. She placed a plate on the desk and tilted her head toward me.
"Nothing much."
"Is it that ladder-climbing game?"
I didn't feel like explaining it was a hypnosis app, so I just nodded.
"But why is the game so simple?"
Mom asked again.
"It's just like that…"
I answered half-heartedly.
But a moment later, a notification blinked at the top of my phone, like when a message comes in.
"Did you get a message?"
I scrolled down and could just make out some text.
[Activation in Progress]
"Activation in progress? What's that?"
Come to think of it, Mom, who's usually so nagging, is quiet! A sudden chilly vibe?
No… way!
"Mom, wanna try the game?"
No response.
Mom is still leaning toward me, her lips slightly parted…
Her expression is stiff, and something feels off.
"What's going on??? Is Mom actually hypnotized?"
"She was just looking at my phone, right?"
No way, no way!!!!!!!!!!
I looked up at Mom standing next to me.
"Mom, what are you doing?"
She just stared at me, no answer.
What the hell is happening?!!
Is she really under hypnosis???
"Mom, go to the back."
I waited, my heart pounding.
Mom looked confused, her expression uneasy, but she didn't move.
"What's this?!"
Then the phone's notification blinked again.
"What now???"
I pulled down the notification, and text appeared.
☞[Invalid command]
Invalid command?
"Mom, please go to the back."
The notification blinked again.
☞[Invalid command]
Wow! The AI must be recognizing and judging my voice!!!
What am I supposed to do?
Oh! Right! I can just ask!
"How do I use the correct command?"
It took a moment.
☞[Please use polite language. Providing a reason for the action will result in a faster response.]
Polite language? That's hilarious!
And what's this about providing a reason?
"Mom, please go to the back."
Even with polite language, Mom stayed in the same position.
It felt like it registered, but it wasn't fully getting through.
"Mom, you look uncomfortable, so please go to the back."
After a brief pause, Mom nodded and took a step or two backward.
Holy crap!!! I'm losing it!
Is hypnosis actually working on Mom?!!
"My legs hurt, so please sit on my bed."
Mom nodded politely, took a few steps toward my bed, and plopped her hips down on the edge.
"You look uncomfortable, so please sit more comfortably."
Mom hesitated, then slid her round hips further in, settling into a more relaxed position.
This is insane.
She's not messing with me, right?
If she wakes up from hypnosis, will she remember everything?
I asked the notification bar via voice.
"How much will she remember after waking up from hypnosis?"
☞[Events that occur during hypnosis will be forgotten upon waking. The extent of memory retention may vary depending on the situation.]
"So, it's not guaranteed she'll forget everything 100%?"
☞[The extent of memory retention may vary depending on the situation.]
Same robotic response. Typical AI.
☞[However, the more frequently someone is hypnotized, the higher their affection level becomes.]
"Affection level increases? So, the more she's hypnotized, the more she'll like me?"
☞[Correct.]
Since memory retention varies by person and situation, I need to be careful!
--- What should I make her do next?
"Maybe something… naughty?"
"It wouldn't actually work on Mom, right?"
Then I remembered an erotic hypnosis video I saw on YouTube.
"Mom, it's hot, so please take off your sheer shirt."
Mom nodded as if she understood, looking at me with sleepy, dazed eyes.
Her vague gaze made it impossible to tell what she was thinking.
But her expression when responding to my request seemed a bit exaggerated.
Suddenly, Mom sighed, "Ugh~ It's so hot~" and started fanning her face with her hand.
The AC is blasting in the room!
Like she's acting in a play, she kept fanning her face with her palm.
So funny!
It's exactly like a scene from that hypnosis video, and Mom's doing it right in front of me!
But I told her to take off her shirt, and she's not doing it.
"It's so hot, you're taking off your shirt."
I said it sternly, like a command.
Mom sighed heavily, "Phew~" as if she was really hot, fanning herself even faster.
Sweat was beading on her forehead and nose, and her face flushed red, like she was overheating.
No way!!! This is intense!!
Is she actually feeling hot?!
I'm feeling chilly…
No way, no way…
Then Mom said, "Ugh~ So hot♡" again, grabbed the hem of her loose shirt, and pulled it up over her head, stripping it off completely.
Holy—! Wow! Damn! This can't be real!
She kept fanning her sweaty face with the shirt in her hand.
Every time she moved her arm, her large breasts, trapped in a thin bra, swayed side to side like waves, pushed by her arm~♥
I'm going crazy!
I've seen Mom in a bra before, but seeing her breasts jiggle so freely like this!
They didn't use to faze me!
Her full bra pushed her breasts together, making the deep cleavage widen and narrow~ twitching.
The shirt kept brushing her sweaty face, "tap tap~," and her hair became a messy tangle.
"You don't need the shirt anymore, so put it down beside you."
Mom paused, as if thinking, then stopped moving her hand and gently placed the shirt on the bed.
"Good job."
I spoke softly, thinking I should praise her for following orders.
She bowed her head slightly, as if responding.
"Oh, so she can feel that kind of vibe too!"
The more I gave commands, the more I started to understand how this worked.
I calmed my excitement and looked at Mom closely.
She was physically feeling the heat, no doubt.
Not only was her face sweaty, but her neck and cleavage glistened with beads of sweat, like she'd been sprayed with a mist.
Her breasts, trapped in the bra, must be soaked too! Looking at her cleavage, I could see sweat pooling inside.
Seeing her so drenched somehow felt so… sexy? ~~♥
The outline of her bra, filled with her full, firm breasts, was mesmerizing!
Wow, Mom! Too… too… ㅠㅠ I never even thought about this!
Thanks to that damn hypnosis app, I feel closer to Mom!~
Embarrassingly, my dick got so hard it was straining against my pants, heavy in my underwear.
Ugh~~!!!
Mom has no idea her body's making my dick this insanely hard!
I can't take it anymore!
I hurriedly locked the door!
Mom just stared at me locking it, saying nothing.
Her expression was like she was waiting for the next command!
"Your hair's messy, so put the shirt on the floor."
"Yes~"
Mom answered softly and placed the shirt on the bed.
She responded to me for the first time!!!
It feels like she's getting used to it, acting more naturally now.