Chapter 1: Yeah, that's right... Your face is red... Is it sexy?
A languid voice pierces my ears.
My body is shaking like crazy.
I slowly open my eyes.
"Mmm... What time is it? Mom..."
"It's 9 o'clock... Breakfast is ready, so come out quickly... The kids are waiting."
"Can't I sleep a little longer?"
"Sigh... It's about time you grew up... I said come out!"
Mom raises her hand high.
Then she brings it down forcefully.
With a loud smack, the frictional sound echoes, and I jump up without realizing it.
"Ow... Okay, I'll be out soon."
"Listen when I talk... Hm? Do I have to use violence for you to get up?"
"Okay... Stop nagging... I'll come out after a smoke."
"Sigh... Hurry up."
I stare at my mom's back as she walks away.
She's wearing baggy sweatpants and a long-sleeved t-shirt.
My gaze instinctively locks onto her butt.
She was born with it, and lately she's been working out, so her hips are really lifted.
I swallow my saliva without realizing it.
Then I fling open the glass door to the veranda.
Quietly, I light a cigarette.
I take a deep drag and exhale the smoke.
I pick up my phone and, out of habit, check SNS.
I check if there are any notifications, but still nothing.
I sigh deeply.
"Fuck, when are they going to accept me?"
I let out a desperate curse.
These days, I check this deviant account all the time.
There's even a backup account.
I tried everything to get in every time a photo went up on the main account, I left over-the-top compliments.
I even added emojis and left thankful comments.
By now, you'd think they'd let me in...
Well, even just the photos and posts on the main account are enough for me...
But now that I know there's a backup account, I have to get in.
Besides, the owner of this account seems to be someone really close to me.
It's none other than my mom.
At first, I just thought she was a hot housewife.
She always wore a mask in the photos, so I didn't realize right away.
But then, a few days ago, a photo taken in the living room was uploaded.
She was wearing leggings, blatantly showing off her lifted butt.
That's when I noticed the eyes of the masked woman and a small mole next to her forehead.
My mom has a mole next to her forehead too.
The eyes were identical.
I cross-checked the background of the uploaded photo with our living room.
Finally, I concluded it was my mom.
From that moment, my life completely changed.
Not only is the owner of the deviant account I've been obsessed with my real mom, but there's even a backup account.
I can't rest until I get in.
I toss my cigarette wherever.
I crawl through the living room into the kitchen.
"Give me breakfast, Mom."
"Yeah, but didn't you wash your face?"
"I'll do it after I eat."
"Sigh... Who did you take after to be so lazy... Sit there."
I sit in an empty chair.
On the other side, I see two familiar faces reflected in my eyes.
My two older sisters.
Both of them have moved out.
The eldest went to a prestigious university in a big city and is living on her own.
So she only comes home once a month for a couple of days before leaving again.
The second sister gave up on studying early and got a job as soon as she turned twenty.
Apparently, she works at the reception desk of some shitty company and also lives in a company dorm.
This bitch works at a place an hour away from home, so she comes down about once a week.
She ignored Mom's nagging to commute from home and insisted on living on her own.
She's always liked to party since she was a minor, so it's obvious she left home to meet guys.
"Aren't you doing anything?"
"Huh? What?"
The second sister picks a fight.
I pretend not to know and answer.
Every time she comes home, this bitch worries about her little brother like crazy.
Just mind your own business.
You fucking bitch.
"You just hang around at home all the time... Why don't you at least go to the army?"
"Sigh... I got assigned to public service... It's at the district office, so I can commute from home."
"Lucky you... Just eating and loafing around, are you going to keep doing nothing?"
"Mind your own life and live it properly... Why are you nagging me in the morning?"
"What? You're really pushing it..."
"Can't you both stop? We're eating..."
Mom intervenes.
Both siblings zip their mouths at once.
Sparks fly from the second sister's eyes.
I meet her gaze head-on, not avoiding it.
It means, try me if you dare.
Seo Ah-reum, 21.
She's a peanut, not even 160cm tall, and I don't know her bra size.
But she's smaller than the eldest sister.
She's been notorious in the neighborhood as a delinquent since she was young.
Then, since she didn't learn anything, she's working at a shitty reception desk.
If she gets lucky, she'll probably end up marrying her boss after blowing him.
I can't help but chuckle.
"Hey, why are you laughing?"
"What?"
"You were grinning in a creepy way."
"It's just... I thought your life is over too."
"What? You little...!"
"Stop it, or Mom will get mad?"
The eldest sister sighs deeply.
Then she stands up.
She ignores us and crawls outside.
Seo Bit-na, 22.
She's over 170cm tall.
She's superior to the second sister in every way.
It's like she got all the good genes she's got both Mom's and our late dad's best features.
She's taller than the second sister and her chest is bigger too.
Plus, she's got a slender body.
She's probably a C cup.
"Okay, Mom... I was just joking since it's been a while."
"Yeah right, you see me every week..."
"Sis, give me some allowance."
"Huh? What allowance?"
"You're making money now... And you said you don't have much to spend since you live alone?"
"No way, Mom gives you plenty of allowance, right? Who are you trying to mooch off?"
I babble nonsense to lighten the frozen mood.
Then I quickly stuff my mouth with food.
I glance at Mom.
Even while eating, she pays attention to her appearance.
She doesn't need to, she's already so pretty...
She's my mom, but she's so beautiful I can't help but look.
That's why, even though she was ten years older, she married my rich playboy dad when she was twenty.
He died early in a car accident, so she inherited billions.
She raised three kids alone, but never really struggled.
She had enough money to hire a housekeeper...
After both sisters moved out, Mom does the housework herself.
I'm the only kid left to take care of.
She gives me a million won a month as allowance.
So after graduating high school, I've been lazing around at home for months.
"I'm done eating."
"Yeah, but even if you're at home, always take care of your hygiene."
"Yeah, I'm going to shower now."
"You smell like a bachelor... Whew..."
The second sister waves her hand.
I ignore her and crawl into the bathroom.
After lunch, I have a smoke and check SNS again.
All I can do is sigh.
"I'm leaving, Mom."
"Me too."
"Yeah, eat well... If anything happens, call me right away, okay?"
"Yeah, I'll come down again next month..."
"I'll be back next week."
Both sisters leave the house at the same time.
Suddenly, the house is filled with silence.
It sucks, but now that they're gone, I feel a bit empty inside.
"It'd be nice if at least Ah-reum could commute from home..."
"Yeah... It's just you and me again, Mom."
"At least you don't have to serve in the army... You only have to be at the training center for a month, right?"
"Yeah, I can walk to the district office, so don't worry... Mom."
"You're the only one who cares about me... Even though you're always a headache."
"Hehe..."
Mom smiles brightly.
My eyes catch the small mole next to her forehead.
At the same time, I recall the photo I saw on SNS.
Without realizing it, I tense up in a certain area.
I quickly move to the living room sofa.
Mom goes into the master bedroom.
I turn on the TV.
I half-watch, half-ignore it, rolling my eyes and picking up my phone.
I stare at it, checking for notifications.
Fuck, still not approved.
Screw it, I go through the photos that have been uploaded so far, one by one.
Suddenly, a notification pops up that a photo has been updated.
I check it right away.
Hm? Is this... Could it be the master bedroom?
The woman in the photo is wearing a mask, standing in front of a mirror.
It's a close-up of her lifted butt.
She's bending her upper body slightly, striking a really provocative pose.
In an instant, comments pour in, with horny guys making all kinds of sexual jokes.
I try to ignore it and carefully examine the background in the photo.
That wardrobe... It's definitely the one in Mom's master bedroom.
The dressing table is exactly the same as Mom's.
You can only see a part of it, but the corner of the bed is visible.
The blanket is the same brand as Mom's.
So it really is Mom...
I swallow my saliva without realizing it.
I stare intently at the photo that was just uploaded.
Suddenly, I hear the sound of a door opening and someone appears in the living room.
"Sigh... I thought I was going to suffocate to death."
"Huh? Mom... You changed clothes?"
"Yeah, how do I look? Pretty?"
Mom puts both hands on her waist.
She shows off her front and back, as if telling me to take a good look.
Shit, she's wearing the exact same outfit as in the just-uploaded photo.
A white tank top and a short sky-blue skirt.
"Yeah, it's okay, I guess."
"Pfft... What? Should I wear something else?"
"No, you look good now... It's just for wearing at home, so whatever."
If I lowered my head a bit, I'd probably see her panties.
But she's my mom.
I suppress my rising desire with all my might.
Then I cross my legs.
I realize something important is twitching, almost breaking through my pants.
"Yeah, that's right... Your face is red... Is it sexy?"
"Stop it, even if I'm a guy..."
"Hehe... So what? I'm your mom, so I can show you this side of me... Who else would I ask?"
"Mom, seriously..."
Han Ji-yoon, 42.
She's shorter than my eldest sister, but her proportions are insane.
Her chest is bigger than my sisters'.
I haven't seen her naked, so I don't know for sure...
Even on the SNS I'm sure she runs, there are no topless photos.
Her thighs and butt are unmatched.
The deviant account also focuses on those parts.
Mom has always dressed revealingly.
When I was younger, I didn't notice, but as I grew older, I started to become aware.
Not that I thought of Mom as a woman or anything.
But ever since I suspected she was the owner of the deviant account, my feelings have started to change.
Without realizing it, my eyes are drawn to Mom's chest, thighs, and butt.
Once, Mom even noticed my gaze...
Rather than scolding me, she struck a pose showing the inside of her thigh, as if telling me to look.
While I'm lost in thought, my eyes meet Mom's.
Without realizing it, I stare intently at Mom's butt.
The corners of Mom's mouth curl up slightly.
Then she turns around and bends her upper body a bit.
Her bursting butt and smooth thighs shimmer before my eyes.
I can smell blood from my nose.
My body tenses up again.
I wish I could grab that firm butt just once.
After a few seconds, Mom straightens up.
"You're especially responsive today..."
"Huh? What..."
"Nothing, hehe..."
Mom, giggling, crawls into the kitchen.
She sways her butt as if to show it off.
Soon, the sound of washing dishes hits my ears.
Before I know it, my hand is inside my pants, fidgeting with something.