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My Superpower Keeps My Mom Young

Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen

Chapter 5

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 5 - The regularity of my mother's menstruation is not because the magical anti-aging injection has taken effect, but because I have created 128 young follicles in each of her ovaries, which is equivalent to pushing her childbearing age back 20 years. Women all know that once menopause occurs, the hormones in the body will drop drastically, and no matter how much maintenance is done, it will be useless.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest   Mother   Son  

My grades started to decline steadily from the middle of this semester, which made my mother very anxious. In my daily life, I also showed my rejection of her. It wasn’t long before my mother talked to me.

By the bed in my room, my mother held my hand and asked me carefully how I ate and slept at school.

I answered them one by one indifferently.

After seeing my attitude, I realized that she was really anxious. She thought that her cultural level was not high and was afraid of saying something wrong and hurting my feelings.

“Son, are you tired of studying...”

Seeing how cautious she was, I thought I should make things clear.

“Mother!”

I interrupted her question.

“Hold me, please!”

My mother didn’t know why, but she still opened her arms and hugged me.

I lay in her arms and gently told her, “Mom, please don’t abandon me.”

My mother obviously didn’t understand what I meant. She said to me, “How could I abandon you?”

“Then if you get together with that uncle and start a family with her, does that mean you don’t love me anymore?”

Then my mother suddenly realized that my so-called “depression” was actually caused by that incident.

After understanding the reason for my depression, my mother seemed much more relaxed. She comforted me: “Silly son, how could I not love you? No matter what time, I love you the most.”

“But if mom is with that uncle, she will give some of her love to him. If you get married and have children, I will just be your ex-husband’s child.”

When my mother heard what I said, she was speechless. She didn’t expect that her son would think so much and worry so much.

She wanted to say that she and the uncle were only together temporarily, but her son was right, and she couldn’t completely guarantee that she was only together with that man temporarily. After all, she had thought about finding another partner.

“Before my son takes the college entrance examination, I’d better stop paying attention to other people introducing me to potential partners,” she thought.

“Don’t worry, son. Mom won’t be with that uncle.”

I hugged my mother and said to her, “If that uncle asked you out, you would refuse too.”

Hearing my “explicit” words, my mother’s face suddenly felt hot. She originally wanted to accuse me of having an unhealthy mindset, but when she thought about the fact that she had indeed dated that man several times, the anger and shame immediately deflated.

“Don’t worry, my silly son. Mom won’t go looking for that uncle.”

I said to her, “I don’t believe it. When you were with that uncle, you were talking and laughing, and he even held your hand and kissed you.”

My mother didn’t expect that I would use this killer move. She was so shocked that she didn’t know what to say for a moment. She didn’t expect that her tryst with that man was actually seen by her son. She thought it was no wonder that her son fell into “depression.”

I took this opportunity to launch a series of attacks: “Mom, please don’t leave me, please move to the city. The lease over there is about to expire. I will apply for day school when the time comes. I want to see you every day and eat the meals you cook every day.”

Seeing her child being so attached to her, what else can she think as a mother?

“Okay, Mommy promises you.”

A month later, the lease on our house in the city expired, so my mother moved in. I also ended my almost two years of boarding school life and lived with my mother.

Now that I live with my mother, what should I do next?

Lying on the bed in my new home, I fell into deep thought.

I have experienced many complicated things and completed many difficult tasks, but what I want to do now makes me feel clueless.

 
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