My Superpower Keeps My Mom Young
Copyright© 2025 by danbaifen
Chapter 8
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 8 - 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
I feel a little irritated and fed up with my current life.
I had to write tests and listen to handouts every day. Even though it was an easy job, the repetitive requirements made me feel bored with my life for the first time.
It’s not like I don’t have a choice, is it?
You can just find a tall building and jump off to escape, and at the same time make a big news to criticize this deformed selection mechanism.
Of course, I’m just thinking about it. Doing such a thing would make me look down on myself.
However, this does not mean that I will continue to be a “good student”.
I didn’t jump off the building, but my grades did. The reason was simple: I was just happy.
The teacher quickly found my mother, explained my situation to her, said that I had serious psychological problems, and showed my composition to my mother.
Even though she only had a junior high school education, she could see the negative and rebellious extreme thoughts contained in my composition.
What did I write in my composition? It was nothing more than criticizing the stains and injustices in the current society. However, in their eyes, it was obvious that there was something wrong with my mentality.
After hearing what the teacher said, the mother was terrified.
They thought I was childish and rebellious, but I naturally disagreed. I have lived happily for a century. How could I be on the same level as them?
My mother saw my attitude and I could tell she was very anxious, but she was trying not to show it.
As for me, I didn’t think it mattered. I told her that I could get high scores as long as I wanted to. She was skeptical.
As October approached, I took another exam. This time, my scores were: 99 in Chinese, 99 in Math, 99 in English, and 99 in Science, with a score of 100%. I answered all the questions correctly, and the rest were blank. However, what I saw as “proof” was nothing more than “rebellion” in my eyes.
I was on vacation at home that day, and after ten o’clock in the evening, I lay in bed and meditated.
Suddenly, the door opened, I opened my eyes, and saw a figure walking in.
It’s mom, she...
My mother was actually ... wearing a thin silk pajamas. In the dim light, I could clearly see the black lace bra and panties underneath the silk pajamas.
“This...” My breathing suddenly became rapid.
My mother seemed to have just finished a shower, and her fragrance was drifting towards my bed with the breeze. She slowly walked to my bed and then sat on it.
“Son, if mom did something wrong, I hope you can forgive me...”
Then, my mother lay down quietly beside me, her face up, motionless.
“well...”
Inwardly, I sighed.
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