"Mother?"
Today was the weekend, and Yui woke up a little late. When she came downstairs, she saw her mother and Xiaoxiao tangled together. Though she'd seen this scene many times, she still couldn't help complaining.
It was still early. When did Xiaoxiao get here?
"Why didn't you call me when Xiaoxiao arrived? Wow, Mom, you two really... can't control yourselves this early in the morning..."
"Yui?"
Mrs. Natsumi was shocked. Her daughter's sudden appearance caught her off guard. Instinctively, she wanted to push the boy away. After all, now that she was back to normal, she wasn't so shameless as to do this in front of her daughter.
But she couldn't push him away.
Mu Xiaoxiao completely ignored Senior Yui and kept burying his face in the snow-white softness. The faint fragrance mixed with milk. He sucked the sweet holy milk, and through the Incubus Pattern, he could feel her confusion.
It fascinated him too.
"Slurp... woo..."
"Mu-kun, haven't you had enough?" 'So embarrassing, being seen by my daughter like this.' Her face burned bright red. "Mu-kun, Mu-kun~ No... ugh Ngghh!"
Cut off.
Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly raised his head and captured the wife's delicate red lips. While silencing her, the holy milk in his mouth flowed into hers.
Mrs. Natsumi tasted the sweetness too.
Beyond the sweetness, his tongue stirred in her mouth, making wet sounds as it chased and intertwined with hers. Some of the milk and saliva trickled down the corner of her mouth.
It made her look so lewd.
"Hmm, slurp, sshlr, aha... ugh."
Under his forceful kiss, the young woman felt her soul being sucked out. The lingering touch of his tongue made her give up resistance bit by bit. She leaned against him, her small body fitting snugly in his arms.
The softness of her chest danced in his palm, constantly changing shape. His fingers sank deep into the pink, tender flesh. The continuous kneading made her body hotter, more aroused.
Her underwear grew wet.
Her body kept sending signals of thirst—eager for him to go deeper, to fill her emptiness. Mrs. Natsumi was overwhelmed with sensation.
Mu Xiaoxiao had provoked her to this extent so easily. From this perspective, what difference did hypnosis make?
"Mo~ Really, not done yet?" Obata Yui came out of the bathroom after washing up. Seeing them still kissing on the sofa, she pouted, feeling jealous.
"Mom, can't let you have all the fun."
Mrs. Natsumi was so lost in pleasure she barely heard her daughter's murmurs. When Mu Xiaoxiao finally released her swollen lips, the panting young woman looked down at her breasts being caressed.
Her eyes widened.
Not because of what Mu Xiaoxiao was doing—but because her own daughter, Obata Yui, was now kneeling at her feet. At some point, Yui had pulled down his pants.
The girl opened her red lips and took him completely into her mouth, swallowing eagerly, making sweet sucking sounds.
"Gu, slurp, um—"
The sound of him being sucked and licked.
"Yui? You... ah~"
Mu Xiaoxiao attacked Mrs. Natsumi again. His tongue traced marks on her skin. His hands slid down from her chest. When his fingers reached her most private, moist place, he teased for a moment, then slowly inserted.
Mrs. Natsumi gasped.
'What a mess! What a mess!'
'We've done this before with my daughter... but that was when I was hypnotized. Now I'm back to normal. Why is it still happening?'
'But I can't refuse. My body isn't resisting—it's welcoming him! Wanting more. Wanting him inside me hard.'
'How is this possible...'
She covered her face with her hands. Ashamed. Nervous. Happy. Addicted.
"Ah nggghhhh—!"
Her body tensed and trembled. His fingers were instantly soaked. Mrs. Natsumi climaxed right in front of her daughter—a truly shameful experience.
But it wasn't over.
Mu Xiaoxiao, still inside Yui's mouth, hadn't released yet. When Mrs. Natsumi saw him touch Yui's head and press down, she knew what he wanted.
Her eyes filled with resentment.
Tangled emotions warred within her. She glanced at her daughter's lustful movements, hesitated, but in the end couldn't refuse him. She bent down, knelt on the floor, and joined her daughter, licking and sucking together.
Mu Xiaoxiao reached out and stroked her hair, enjoying the wife's shy expression for a while. Then he released everything into her warm mouth.
"Nnngghh—gulp."
She swallowed his essence with practiced ease. After tidying herself, she looked at her daughter with complicated eyes.
"Mom, why'd you take it? Whatever." Obata Yui blinked, her little hand still holding him, unwilling to let go. "Xiaoxiao only came once. There should be more."
She licked her cherry lips. "Watch me drain you dry~"
"Yui, you—"
'So shameless! Have some decency!'
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"Mu-kun is already tired. Don't overdo it in the morning. It's not good for his health." That was all she could say. Her daughter had given herself to him, but... Mrs. Natsumi was confused. Yui clearly still hadn't recovered from hypnosis.
'What should I do?'
"Actually, I'm full of energy. A few more times wouldn't hurt." Mu Xiaoxiao smirked at the wife's complicated expression. "But since Aunt Natsumi says so, we'll save it for later. I don't want to upset my wife."
Obata Natsumi relaxed slightly, then meekly helped him pull up his pants.
Looking into his eyes, her emotions were once again helpless and complicated.
"Of course, it's the weekend. Plenty of opportunities."
"..."
'This little pervert. Only thinks about that kind of thing.'
"Hehe, Mom and I have been looking forward to it. But I'm going first next time, so Mom can't steal it."
"Who's stealing... Yui, really."
The wife patted her daughter's head affectionately.
"Ma'am, we were—"
His phone rang, cutting him off. Mu Xiaoxiao had been about to continue teasing the now-normal Mrs. Natsumi, but when he saw the message on screen, his expression darkened.
[Xiaoxiao, that disgusting uncle is bothering me again. Mom's home, I can't get rid of him...]
'Guess I'll just have to drain his lifespan instead.'
"Chi-chan needs me. I'm going."
"Huh? What's wrong with Chi-chan?" Obata Yui was stunned, then quickly followed. "I'm coming with you."
"Mu-kun's dealing with an emergency. Yui, what are you going to do?" The wife grew anxious seeing her daughter ready to follow.
"Of course I'm going. Maybe I can help. And Chi-chan is my friend too."
Seeing her daughter holding Mu Xiaoxiao's arm, Mrs. Natsumi opened her mouth and hesitated for two seconds. Her mind raced—she'd just regained her senses, and now her daughter was rushing off with the boy who'd hypnotized them. What if something dangerous happened? What if Yui got hurt? What if...
She couldn't just stay here.
"Wait, then... I'll come too."
Despite her tangled feelings, Mrs. Natsumi, worried for her daughter, decided to go with them.