Twist Mom


                                            >You are Anon living in a small apartment above your mom Twist's candy store with her

                                            >In the big city of Manehatton

                                            >It's cramped in the apartment with her since it's a one room apartment

                                            >You have to share the same bed with her too, but you actually don't mind it

                                            >Since you've always been very close with your mom

                                            >In fact your mom and you practically only have each other

                                            >It may be a big city with a lot of people, but neither of you are very social

                                            >In fact your mom is even less social than you, and seems to purposely avoid leaving building much

                                            >Sometimes you ask about it, but it's one of many things she doesn't want to talk about

                                            >One thing you've definitely learned not to ask her is anything about your father

                                            >It's a very sore subject for her for some reason

                                            >She's sometimes tried to find a new husband, but it goes about as well as your efforts to find a girlfriend

                                            >That's to say not very well at all

                                            >Like not even getting to a first date badly

                                            >In fact you don't think she's tried at all for a while

                                            >Sometimes you think she's given up

                                            >For you it's mostly because you're unfortunately a dork

                                            >You like dorky things, have thick nerd glasses, and a speech impediment you picked up from your mom

                                            >All your attempts to make non-dorky friends, or be social have always ended up awkward too

                                            >In fact the more your attempts to be social blew up in your face, the more you ended up retreating into dorky hobbies

                                            >Though no matter what at least you have your mom's affection

                                            >When you're in the apartment together you often enjoy your dorky hobbies together

                                            >Play video games together, watch shows together, cuddle, and sometimes even kiss a lot

                                            >For a while you'd even thought that exchanging kisses on the lips with your mom was a normal way to express affection for each other

                                            >Finding out otherwise didn't make you want to stop though

                                            >Especially when you misbehave or do something to upset her


                                            >Then repay her with kisses until she feels better and forgives you

                                            >Almost makes you want to misbehave

                                            >Though it's even better when you kiss her without being in trouble

                                            >You're pretty sure you enjoy it more than you're supposed to

                                            >You keep it to yourself, but she's actually the sexiest woman you've ever seen

                                            >People make a big fuss about super models, but they've got nothing on your mom

                                            >Which makes it baffling why the men she's tried to flirt with weren't interested at all

                                            >Are they blind or something?

                                            >You're stuck in your head right now because you're home sick from school

                                            >As a senior in high school

                                            >Your mom is downstairs in the candy shop working as usual

                                            >Often times you'll help out, but you obviously can't do that while sick

                                            >Looking for something to do, you decide to search the closet

                                            >Maybe find one of your old toys or something to reminisce about

                                            >The closet is always stuffed full

                                            >You search all the way to the bottom and find something unusual

                                            >It's a dusty box with no label on it

                                            >You blow off the dust before opening it

                                            >Inside you find old notebooks with clumsy handwriting

                                            >You're curious so you decide to start reading one of them

                                            >It's Horses in Space fan fiction

                                            >One of your favorite shows to watch together with mom

                                            >Getting into reading it there seems to be shipping going on with it

                                            >Between a self insert of her as a teenager, and...

                                            >Anon?!

                                            >That's you though!

                                            >How can it be possible?!

                                            >This was clearly written well before you were born

                                            >Is your mom psychic?

                                            >Did she know the future?

                                            >Reading further you only get more confused

                                            >The Anon in the story is nothing like you

                                            >He's stated as a very popular and social boy

                                            >Beloved by everyone as well

                                            >Also baking and parties come up for seemingly no reason

                                            >The way he's described makes you feel like a loser

                                            >As you read on the romantic love story doesn't sound right

                                            >The romance itself sounds right, but she has nothing in common with him


                                            >You are able to enjoy reading it by self inserting, and imagining it is about you

                                            >By the end of it you feel a burning desire in you

                                            >The romance you've been imaging while reading it feels so right

                                            >It talks about fate and true love, and you couldn't agree more

                                            >You feel like you and her are meant to be

                                            >Despite the fact she's your own mom

                                            >You skim another of the notebooks

                                            >It's basically the same thing, but in a different show you watch with her

                                            >The same Anon described the same way

                                            >Is this the kind of man Mom wants?

                                            >You skim through the rest

                                            >It can't be a coincidence that they're all like that

                                            >You know you aren't meant to be able to be with your mom though

                                            >As well as the fact that you apparently aren't like what her ideal is

                                            >Yet maybe her ideal has changed since then

                                            >It's been a long time since then after all

                                            >Your eyes start to feel heavy, and you cough while feeling light headed from the fever

                                            >You put the notebooks back in the box, and the box back where you found it in the closet

                                            >Before going back to bed and falling asleep

                                            >You have a fever dream about you and Mom

                                            >It's a younger version of her like you'd seen in her senior yearbook

                                            >You're making out with her on a beautiful starlit night on an alien planet

                                            >It feels so real though

                                            >After a while of that you stop and let of of her to get down on one knee

                                            >Out of nowhere most of your favorite characters are cheering you on in the background

                                            >You take out a small box before proposing to her

                                            >Revealing the majestic and exotic ring inside

                                            >She's overwhelmed with joy before giving a resounding 'Yes!'

                                            >Just as you're about to put the ring on her finger the dream ends

                                            >You wake up to Mom checking on you with a hand to your forehead

                                            >"Oh my... Your fever isthn't going down at all... You may missth another day of sthchool at thisth rate..."

                                            >Which would actually be bad for you since you don't want to fall behind on your studies and school work


                                            >You actually pride yourself on your good performance in school

                                            >Not exactly 4.0 GPA good, but still pretty respectable

                                            "Could I have sthome more water pleasthe?"

                                            >You ask her politely feeling thirsty

                                            >"Of coursthe honey! You'll want to drink plenty of water if you want to get better sthoon!"

                                            >She responds before getting you a glass of water

                                            >Coming back with it before giving it to you, and planting a quick kiss on your forehead lovingly

                                            >"I'll make usth sthome dinner sthoon. I'll make your favorite~!"

                                            >She says before heading to the kitchen area of the one room apartment

                                            >Your favorite is actually pretty simple

                                            >Just some breaded chicken breast, tater tots, and steamed vegetables

                                            >Though the part you love most is when she puts ketchup on the breaded chicken in the shape of a heart

                                            >As well as other little details like that that show how much she cares for you

                                            >You try to go back to sleep without success before dinner is ready

                                            >Getting out of bed you feel achy heading to the table

                                            >Fortunately the food tastes as good as always

                                            >After you finish eating you make sure to tell her how much you appreciate her

                                            "Thanksth Mom, you're the bestht!"

                                            >She gives you a hug in return

                                            >Squeezing you tight with love before sending you back to bed

                                            >She cleaned up everything before joining you in bed laying separately, but next to you

                                            >It's a big enough bed she doesn't have to be pressed up against you

                                            >Which you'd normally want, but you don't want her to get sick too

                                            >After a while Mom falls asleep

                                            >You still can't get to sleep though

                                            >Then you get the urge to read more of the fan fiction you found earlier

                                            >Getting them back out you more throughly read one of the ones you merely skimmed before

                                            >Mom is a bit older in it so you think it was written later

                                            >The emphasis on fate and true love is much stronger here

                                            >She seems more desperate as well

                                            >You can't help but feel loneliness and separation from it


                                            >Like the Anon in the story hasn't actually been with her

                                            >You start to feel more bitter towards the boy with your name described here

                                            >A 'popular boy' who's actually a big jerk like some of the popular people you know in school

                                            >Why would she write about someone who wasn't treating her right like this?

                                            >The question bounces around in your head as you start to actually feel sleepy

                                            >You put them away again before going to sleep again

                                            >Having another fever dream, but this one much less pleasant

                                            >You're by yourself in a black void wondering what's going on

                                            >Then a guy with a near perfect appearance appears before you

                                            >In your mind you recognize him as the Anon from the stories

                                            >He looks down at you condescendingly

                                            >"So pitiful..."

                                            >He says with disgust and pity

                                            >You have so many questions

                                            "Why did you do it?"

                                            >You say without feeling like you fully understand what 'it' is

                                            >"I could be with anyone. Why would I want a dork?"

                                            >Your blood boils hearing him talk about Mom like that

                                            >"I don't want her, so you can have her."

                                            >You run at him to punch him right in his douche face

                                            >Yet he disappears into nothing before your fist connects with him

                                            >Leaving you by yourself again

                                            >Left to wonder who he really was, and why he's not here

                                            >Is he even real?

                                            >Before you can ponder it very deeply the dream ends


                                            >It's the next morning when you wake up

                                            >You feel somewhat better, but definitely still sick

                                            >Mom is there to give you some flu medicine and a glass of water

                                            >"How are you feeling, honey?"

                                            >She asks you with concern

                                            "A bit better, but definitely sthtill sick..."

                                            >You give your honest answer after taking the medicine and water

                                            >She gives you another kiss on the forehead before calling the school

                                            >Letting them know you're still sick before going downstairs to work

                                            >You want to ask her about the fan fictions, but you don't think she wants to talk about them

                                            >They were very purposely hidden


                                            >You get up to have a bowl of cereal

                                            >Which you were able to do even if you still didn't feel great

                                            >After that you wondered what to do

                                            >Your thought inevitably turned back to the fan fictions

                                            >Though an idea occurs to you

                                            >None of the fan fictions took up the entire notebook they were in

                                            >In fact more than half of each one was blank

                                            >After thinking about that you knew what you wanted to do

                                            >You got them out again, but this time you wouldn't be reading

                                            >This time you would write your own fan fiction

                                            >Taking out the first one you read before turning just past the end of it

                                            >With one of your pencils for school you got to work

                                            >Starting with a mom and son like you and Mom isolated on a deserted planet

                                            >With you two the last of your kind

                                            >The space ship from Horses in Space arrives on an exploration mission

                                            >They conclude the only way for your planet to repopulate is if your Mom and you become husband and wife

                                            >You both resist at first, but they spend time convincing you your love for each other is okay

                                            >As well as reminding you two it's the only way

                                            >Then you describe a beautiful wedding ceremony between them

                                            >The crew doesn't stick around for you two to start 'repopulating', and just leave it as implied it happens

                                            >Ending the story when the crew leaves the happily newly wed couple

                                            >You feel pretty happy about how it turned out

                                            >Though after taking a moment to think about what you'd just written you feel a bit dirty about it

                                            >You definitely won't be showing Mom this

                                            >Not just because showing her it would reveal you'd found the original fan fiction in the first place

                                            >You put it away along with the rest of the fan fiction for now

                                            >Then deciding to take a read from some of your school books

                                            >Reading just ahead of where you were in class

                                            >Hoping that'd help you be up to speed when you return

                                            >While you're doing this Mom comes upstairs to check on you during her lunch break


                                            >"Sthuch a hard worker! I'm srhure you won't sthkip a beat when you go back tomorrow!"

                                            >Mom says encouragingly as she starts making some sandwiches for lunch

                                            "I hope I can return tomorrow. I wouldn't want my gradesth to sthufffer."

                                            >Your Mom is always so happy when you get good grades

                                            >It's at least one of the reasons why you try hard to do well in school

                                            >She brings the sandwiches to the table when she's done making them

                                            >It's turkey, lettuce, and mayo sandwiches

                                            >You happily eat them while making sure to drink plenty of water

                                            >Normally Mom likes making peanut butter and jelly, but those don't mix well with drinking a lot of water

                                            >Just one more way Mom shows she cares by being thoughtful about that kind of thing

                                            "How are thingsth in the sthop going?"

                                            >You ask her in a chipper mood to get some conversation going

                                            >"Same as usual, I guess."

                                            >Mom responds in a more downtrodden mood

                                            >Your shop gets plenty of customers, but rent here is really expensive

                                            >You make enough to get by

                                            >Not much more than that

                                            >You do your best to help her make money when you can

                                            >It just never feels like enough though

                                            "Let'sth watch sthomething together when you're done with work."

                                            >You suggest knowing she always loves that

                                            >Like you hoped it gets her in a better mood right away

                                            >"Are you sthure you're feeling up to it?"

                                            >She asks you worrying if your pushing yourself too hard

                                            "It's really fine. I think I'm almostht better already!"

                                            >You tell her, and you actually do feel a lot better

                                            >Since you realized you were able to do that studying without your illness getting in the way at all

                                            >You give her a hug before she goes back to work

                                            >Wanting to give her a kiss too, but that can wait till after you're all better

                                            >Once you're by yourself again you continue studying

                                            >Though soon knowing you had plenty of time to yourself it's like the fan fictions call out to you

                                            >You go get them out of the closet again


                                            >Re-reading the one you'd just written, and now feeling like it was too short

                                            >There should have been more build up to you and Mom getting together

                                            >Maybe also it being what you two wanted rather than someone else needing to tell you to

                                            >With that in mind you pick out one of the other notebooks

                                            >That had a fan fiction of a Lord of the Gems

                                            >This one didn't have any of the characters from it, but was set in it's universe

                                            >Which worked great for you to make your own version after it

                                            >In it you are adventuring with your Mom to save your homeland

                                            >You purposely take your time with it, and use the fact that they're also on an adventure to set the pace

                                            >Focusing on the adventure when advancing their relationship would lead to things moving too fast

                                            >You feel like the story is just starting when it's about time for Mom to get off work

                                            >Which is basically what you want anyway

                                            >So you put it all away quickly before she has a chance to come up while you've still got it out

                                            >As Mom comes up the stairs you're looking at what you've got to watch

                                            >There's a lot to pick from

                                            >Especially with online streaming, and stuff saved digitally to watch

                                            >However you pick one of the Horses in Space DvDs

                                            >That have been played thousands of times, but somehow still work

                                            >There's just something special about them

                                            >So very nostalgic, and how worn they are only makes them feel that much more precious to you

                                            >Mom sits next to you while you're staring at the DvD in your hand lovingly

                                            >"Go ahead and put it in honey, and remember to be careful with it."

                                            >She cautions you knowing more than anyone how fragile they are

                                            >Of course you know this too

                                            "Of coursthe Mom. They're justht asth preciousth to me asth they are to you."

                                            >Putting it into the DvD player with the utmost care

                                            >The DvD player comes to life with a whir, and the picture comes up with just a bit of static at first

                                            >Once it warms up it starts playing more smoothly


                                            >You've watched it many times before, but there's no such thing as too many times

                                            >Especially not if Mom is with you

                                            >You cuddle into her after selecting 'play all'

                                            >As the familiar episodes play on the screen you get more and more comfy with her

                                            >Knowing times like these are always the highlight of your day

                                            >You're sure it's the same for Mom

                                            >Some pizza Mom apparently ordered arrived

                                            >You go get it and bring it back up

                                            >Then you eat it while going back to watching the DvD together

                                            >You end up thinking about the fan fictions again, and if cuddling together like this you were a real couple

                                            >While knowing you aren't

                                            >Though you can't help wondering if it's really possible

                                            >You already do some minor things like a couple, but not actually as a couple

                                            >Cuddling into her more while wondering what it might be like if Mom was yours

                                            >As well as you being hers

                                            >You have no idea how Mom feels, and would feel about the idea

                                            >A stronger desire for her to see the fan fiction you wrote bubbles within you

                                            >Though you dismiss it out of fear she'd react negatively to it

                                            >She feels your forehead to check your temperature

                                            >"I think your fever is gone~."

                                            >She says excitedly before giving you a quick kiss on the lips

                                            >You give her a quick kiss in return, and she kisses you again

                                            >You go back and forth like this while the show still plays in the background

                                            >It goes on longer than usual because you want to kiss her more than usual

                                            >The more you kiss her the more she kisses you in return

                                            >Before you knew it the quick kisses became longer kisses

                                            >Then you were basically making out

                                            >You were both lost in the moment until you both noticed the DvD was back at the main menu

                                            >Mom has a deep blush on her face, and looked embarrassed

                                            >"Oh my... Did that make you uncomfortable?... I may have gotten carried away..."

                                            >She said apologetically like she expected you to be mad

                                            "No, no... It'sth really fine Mom. I liked it."


                                            >You reassure her before giving her another kiss

                                            >"Are you sthure you're okay that you did that with me?"

                                            >She said while sounding like she was putting herself down

                                            "Of course, you're the mostht wonderful woman in the world. Anyone who thinksth otherwise isth dead wrong!"

                                            >"Anon... You really don't need to flatter your old Mom stho much..."

                                            "It'sth true though!"

                                            >You say firmly believing it

                                            >A deep blush remains on her face as she fidgets with her hands in front of her ample chest

                                            >"Do you reall feel it'sth okay for usth to sthare our affection thisth way?"

                                            >She asks you still unsure if what'd just happened was okay or not

                                            "How about thisth for an ansthwer?"

                                            >You say before embracing her, and giving her a long kiss

                                            >She returns the kiss as her uneasiness about it goes away

                                            >You're making out again for a while until it's time to go to bed

                                            >As you stop she seems uneasy again

                                            >"Now thisth is justht affection, understhtood?"

                                            >She says wanting confirmation of it

                                            >Sometimes you've wondered if she really believes that

                                            >Now more than ever you wonder if she really believes that, or just doesn't want to admit to wanting a serious relationship with you

                                            "Naturally."

                                            >You say because it's the answer she wants to hear

                                            >After that you got the DvD out of the player before putting it back in the case

                                            >Then you both got ready for bed, and got in together

                                            >Snuggling in close to her because there isn't so much risk of getting her sick anymore

                                            >Able to go to sleep much more smoothly this way

                                            >You have a dream, but it's not as vivid as the fever dreams were

                                            >You're sure it had something to do with Mom though


                                            >The next morning you wake up feeling fresh, and ready to go back to school

                                            >You have breakfast together with Mom this time

                                            >Though you just both have a bowl of cereal

                                            >"Are you excited to go back to sthchool?"

                                            >Mom asks wondering how you're feeling


                                            "I'm not asth excited about the extra work to catch up, but getting back to sthchool really isth a good thing."

                                            >"Do your bestht honey!"

                                            >Mom encourages you before giving you a kiss

                                            >After finishing breakfast she heads down to work once she was ready

                                            >It's still a bit before the school buss picks you up

                                            >You take advantage of the extra time to do something that feels risky

                                            >Taking the notebook with the fan fiction in progress out, and slipping it into your backpack

                                            >The dust that was on it makes you feel Mom won't check to notice it's missing

                                            >Though the idea she might worries you

                                            >Still, you're not sure when you'd find time to continue it if you don't take it with you

                                            >When it was time you went downstairs yourself, and headed out to the school bus stop

                                            >Getting in when it arrived before sitting in your usual spot

                                            >You don't really have anyone you talk to on the bus

                                            >So it's a quiet trip to school

                                            >Well, besides the other students around you talking up a storm

                                            >Arriving at school you go to wait for school to actually start

                                            >With your actual friends who greet you on arrival

                                            >Then you talk about the usual stuff with them

                                            >At least until the first bell to go to class rang

                                            >After that it was a normal day of school

                                            >During lunch you find some time to write more of the fan fiction in a secluded part of school you're allowed to go to during lunch

                                            >You don't add much during that short time, but it's better than nothing

                                            >When the last class was over it was time for your chess team meeting

                                            >You'd just go home to Mom instead, but you want the extracurriculars on your college application

                                            >The guys there are alright, but you aren't fully friends with them

                                            >Especially because they're more the intellectual kind of nerd

                                            >While you're more the pop culture kind of dork

                                            >Still chess club is fun to you

                                            >Plus you at least still have more in common with them than most students at school

                                            >Once that was done it was time to head home


                                            >Mom picks you up in her car

                                            >Picking you up from after school clubs is one of the only times she leaves the building

                                            >You get right in when she pulls up so you can go right home with her

                                            >She always seems anxious to get home

                                            >Which makes you worry she's a shut in

                                            >Though you're not much better yourself

                                            >So you're not in much position to tell her to get out more

                                            >Plus you're not even sure what you would even try to get her to do outside if you did get her out of the building to do something

                                            >Just staying inside the apartment with each other is fine for now

                                            >When you get home Mom parks in the back since parking space out in front is at too much of a premium

                                            >You head inside with her before heading up to the apartment

                                            >Once there she embraces you and gives you a kiss

                                            >A prolonged kiss that turns into a mini make out session when you return the kiss in kind

                                            >Before she stops to return to work at least a little longer

                                            >Then she'd come back up to actually call it a night

                                            >After finishing your homework you take the opportunity to write more of your fan fiction in progress

                                            >While writing you get the nagging doubt of why you're doing this if nobody is going to read it

                                            >You know you're doing for two reasons

                                            >One is to make your own version of the fan fictions that just don't seem right

                                            >As well as having fun writing it

                                            >Actually maybe a third reason is that doing this has maybe been helping you solidify how you really feel about Mom

                                            >What you would really want your relationship with her to be if there weren't any restrictions

                                            >If you could really be anything to her right now, what would it be?

                                            >Still just her overly affectionate son, a loving boyfriend, or even her husband?

                                            >You don't think you're quite sure yet

                                            >When you hear a foot step at the bottom of the stairs you nearly jump out of your skin before putting the notebook away in your backpack

                                            >Then calming yourself down from that shock so you don't look suspicious


                                            >You definitely hope Mom doesn't search your backpack for any reason

                                            >She hasn't so far as far as you know, but she could get any reason to do it

                                            >Instead of just sitting there you start reading one of your textbooks so you have something to look like you were doing

                                            >Mom gets to the top of the stairs before greeting you like normal

                                            >You put the textbook away as well before joining her where you normally lounge together

                                            >Cuddling and kissing together before deciding what you would actually do

                                            >Besides just cuddle and make out all night

                                            >Which you honestly wouldn't be completely against doing, but doing nothing except that would risk it becoming stale

                                            >You definitely don't want that to happen

                                            >Mom seems to think the same thing when she stops

                                            >"What would you like to do, my love?"

                                            >She says before stopping in her tracks like she'd just shot herself in the foot

                                            >Was that a Freudian Slip?

                                            >"I mean, honey... Wait, I mean Anon!"

                                            >She stutters and hyperventilates a little while trying to back peddle away from what she first said

                                            >'Honey' is what she usually calls you

                                            >Though if even that wasn't enough of a back peddle from calling you her love...

                                            >It certainly implies some things

                                            >Some things you actually hope are true

                                            >Instead of pressing her on it, you decide to just play it off like it didn't happen

                                            "How about we play a game together?"

                                            >She starts to calm down when you don't 'react' to what she'd said

                                            >"That sounds lovely, honey."

                                            >You give her another kiss before selecting a good co-op game to play with her

                                            >She reacts to the kiss more than usual with a very deep blush

                                            >Then you sit in her lap like you usually do with your controller

                                            >With Mom reaching around you, and practically holding you to also hold her own controller

                                            >As she leans forward into you, you can feel her chest against your back

                                            >Something you've never commented on because you don't want her to get self-conscious about it, and risk her not doing it anymore


                                            >You can also feel her heart beating pretty quickly

                                            >As the game starts you can tell Mom is distracted by her thoughts and emotions running wild

                                            >She's not playing as well as usual

                                            >"I'm sthorry!"

                                            >She'll say when she messes something up she can normally do no problem

                                            "It'sth okay Mom, just take a deep breath and have fun. It'sth no good to get too stheriousth about it."

                                            >"You're right, honey... You're right..."

                                            >She says as she calms down just a bit

                                            >Her heart rate slowing closer to normal, and her game play steadying closer to her normal level of play

                                            >Though the urge to prod her just a bit about calling you her love, and how she always calls you 'honey' is pretty strong

                                            >What if you called her your love, and pretended it was an accident?

                                            >You're not sure how well you'd be able to pretend it's an accident if it's not

                                            >Though what if she does want to be a couple with you, and hides it because she's scared of how you would react?

                                            >While thinking too hard about that your own game performance suffers a little

                                            >"Guess I'm not the only one having an off day."

                                            >Mom comments while feeling better about her own slip ups in the game

                                            >Then something you'd forgotten was in the game when you picked it comes up

                                            >The characters you two are playing have to answer a background defining question about what their relationship is

                                            >'Lovers' is one of the options, and the only one you see right now

                                            >The others might as well be in a dead language to you

                                            >Your heart nearly explodes in your chest as you move the cursor to it

                                            >You feel Mom's heart rate skyrocket as well

                                            >"Don't pick that!"

                                            >Mom yells nervously while shaking as she holds you

                                            >Though you can't help notice she makes no attempt to veto or alter your decision in the game despite saying that

                                            >You try remembering the game mechanics, and the impact the decision has

                                            "We should pick this because it gives us a healing buff, and we've been getting hit a lot so we need the extra healing!"


                                            >You say defensively to give an explanation for it other than the real reason you want to pick it

                                            >"Okay... That makesth sthense, and it isth justht a game..."

                                            >She replies as she seems to accept your logic for picking 'lovers' you made up on the spot

                                            >Then you select it knowing the real reason you picked it was to feel like lovers with Mom

                                            >After you picked it Mom gets a prompt specifically to go along with or reject your choice

                                            >If she rejected it there'd be a rock-paper-scissors mini-game to decide who's decision is finalized

                                            >However she chooses to accept it with a very accelerated heart rate

                                            >Once it's finalized the healing buff is applied, but it also changes how your characters interact with each other in cut scenes

                                            >You'd forgotten just how lovey dovey they act if you pick that, and you almost regret it because you're not sure you can handle it

                                            >You can feel your controller getting slippery because your hands get sweaty when your characters are extremely sappy with each other as lovers

                                            >Mom's heart rate and breathing become so irregular you worry she might faint

                                            "Actually... How about we do sthomething elsthe?"

                                            >You say before quickly shutting the game off

                                            >Mom meekly nods despite the game already being off like she doesn't even notice right away

                                            >You sit there in silence for a while both holding your controllers tightly with nervous tension despite the game still being off

                                            >Makes you want to say something, anything to break the silence

                                            >Then you remember you haven't had dinner yet

                                            "How about we go out to eat, my treat?"

                                            >You say knowing you have enough allowance on you to pay for eating somewhere

                                            >Not fancy or anything, but decent at least

                                            >"I'm not sthure... Where would we go?"

                                            >Mom answers nervously while still holding the controller

                                            >You know she loved the little family diner just around the corner

                                            >Getting her to go there could be a chance to get her to fight being a shut in a little


                                            "How about the little family diner justht around the corner? It'sth been a while sthince we've gone. It'll be my treat."

                                            >You remind her as an extra incentive to go

                                            >"T-though if we go, and you pay for my meal... Then it'll be like..."

                                            >She says, and you know where she's going with that because your mind is in the gutter

                                            "Don't worry about that Mom. it's justht a family diner, and I want to pay for your meal to sthhow my appreciation for nursthing me back to health."

                                            >You say even though the idea of it being like a date actually makes you want it to be a date

                                            >"Okay honey... If you sthay stho."

                                            >She still seems unsure, but is at least more willing than not

                                            "It'd be good for usth to get out of the housthe more too. I know I don't get out much either, but that'sth all the more reason for me to worry about both of usth. It can't be good for usth to be sthuch sthhut ins."

                                            >"I know but..."

                                            >She says like she's worried about something bad happening

                                            "I'm not sthure what'd got you stho worried, but whatever it isth I'll protect you!"

                                            >You say to ease her worries, and also set yourself up as her protector

                                            >Being her man in a sense as the thought makes you blush a little

                                            >"You're stho wonderful honey... I love you!"

                                            >She responds before embracing and kissing you

                                            "I love you too!"

                                            >You say before kissing her in return

                                            "Now let'sth go, okay?"

                                            >"Yeah, okay honey!"

                                            >Mom says with some excitement before getting ready to go

                                            >Checking herself in the mirror, and fixing up her hair a little before grabbing her purse

                                            >You also check yourself in the mirror before making sure you have your wallet

                                            >Then you head out with her on foot since it's within walking distance

                                            >Once inside a waitress notices you two

                                            "Table for two?"

                                            >She asks in the standard professional voice

                                            "Y-yes..."

                                            >You answer while being unnecessarily nervous about it

                                            >The waitress giggles a little before taking you both to a two person table


                                            >After you sit down she asks a standard question that makes your heart jump up in your throat

                                            >"Are you paying together or separately?"

                                            "Together."

                                            >You answer quickly to get the question out of the way so can avoid sitting there awkwardly

                                            >Then you swallow hard while trying to get a hold of yourself

                                            >The waitress then starts taking your orders

                                            >You both choose rather inexpensive items, and you feel relieved knowing it's within your budget

                                            >Though once the waitress leaves with your orders neither of you know what to talk about

                                            >You both just end up sitting there gazing into each other's eyes silently

                                            >There aren't many people here this late on a week day

                                            >So it's even quieter than it'd normally be

                                            >The silence is only broken when the waitress returns early with an extremely amused grin

                                            >Bringing to your table one of those 'shared' smoothies with two straws you didn't ordered

                                            >"It's on the house!"

                                            >She says in a way too amused voice before giggling about it

                                            >You both blush a deep crimson staring at the drink

                                            >Would you actually drink it together?

                                            >The manager comes up and lightly smacks the waitress with a rolled up newspaper

                                            >"I know you're new, and don't know our customers, but she's his mother, you dope!"

                                            >They say scolding the new employee for her mistake

                                            >"It'sth not stho bad! Sthouldn't look down on a gift, and sthe didn't mean any harm!"

                                            >Mom kindly says defending the poor waitress who picked up on your weird vibes for each other without knowing the full situation

                                            >"I guess it's okay if you're really not bothered by it. Have a nice evening Twist."

                                            >The manager says before returning to what they were doing before

                                            >You both continue to simply stare at the drink without making a move

                                            >Then when you notice nobody is looking you lean forward to the straw closet to you

                                            >Noticing Mom did the same

                                            >After both putting your lips on the straws you nervously tried to drink it as fast as possible before anyone sees


                                            >You think through both your efforts you manage to succeed at it

                                            >Though you're both left with searing ice cream headaches from drinking the ice cold smoothie so fast

                                            >You eyes dart around the diner to see if anyone is looking at you funny

                                            >Fortunately nobody is, and the waitress who was with you earlier is busy with other customers

                                            >While waiting for the headache to go away your actual orders arrived

                                            >The waitress takes the empty glass before placing your food

                                            >Without prodding about what'd happened with the smoothie

                                            >You start eating your food while it's hot

                                            >Which helps remove what's left of the headache from the smoothie

                                            >You glance up from you food occasionally, and meet Mom's eyes looking at you

                                            >After you're both done eating you sit in silence again

                                            "Stho... What do you think we sthould do when we get back?"

                                            >You ask her to finally break the silence

                                            >"It's getting kind of late isn't it? It's also a school day tomorrow... Maybe we should just call it a night."

                                            >You want to do something beside go straight to bed when you get home

                                            >Though checking the time you notice it actually is getting late

                                            "Yeah... I didn't realizthe how late it isth..."

                                            >The waitress returns with the check, and you pay with cash from your wallet

                                            >Giving her a generous tip as well

                                            >She happily accepts the cash, and seems surprised to receive a tip like that after her 'mistake'

                                            >"Thank you, and please come again!"

                                            >She says with gratitude as you get up and leave after paying

                                            >Your heart feels weary from all the excitement, but you would love to do this again

                                            >On the way back you comment on it

                                            "Let's do this again soon."

                                            >Mom blushes again before responding

                                            >"Yeah, when we can afford it of course."

                                            >It wasn't that expensive, but it's true you couldn't afford to do this every night

                                            >When you got home to the apartment you both got ready for bed

                                            >Before turning in for the night

                                            >With you unable to stop thinking about today's events


                                            >You end up tossing and turning some unable to get to sleep

                                            >At one point you end up face to face with Mom

                                            >Who apparently isn't asleep either

                                            >"Can't get to sthleep, honey?"

                                            >Mom asks you with some concern

                                            "Yeah..."

                                            >You respond without really wanting to talk in detail about why

                                            >Actually you do, but you're just scared to

                                            >"If there'sth sthoming bothering you... You shtould be able to tell me."

                                            >Mom says to reassure you

                                            >Though it doesn't really help you

                                            >Since it comes across as hypocritical

                                            "Then why don't you ever talk with me about what'sth bothering you?"

                                            >You ask her wanting her to tell you many of the things she's kept from you

                                            >"Well..."

                                            >Mom says while trying to come up with an answer

                                            >Then she seems to change her mind on things

                                            >"We really sthhouldn't keep sthecretsth from each other, and you're old enough... If I tell you my sthecrets... Will you tell more yoursth?"

                                            >She asks in a sincere voice

                                            >You're still afraid to tell her what you'd found, and had been doing lately

                                            >Though this may be your chance to have all the questions you wanted to ask but couldn't answered

                                            "Okay..."

                                            >You answer before waiting with baited breath for her to spill the beans

                                            >"The biggestht one isth definitely... Your father."

                                            >You really practically couldn't breathe for a moment

                                            >Is she really about to tell you about your father?

                                            >"When I lived in Ponyville, there wasth a popular boy in sthcool named Anon..."

                                            >She paused for a moment

                                            >Though before she even explained more it all clicked into place

                                            >The old fan fictions you found before made sense now

                                            >Why they talked about 'Anon' despite being written before you were born

                                            >They were talking about your father

                                            >Then a look came on her face you immediately regretted seeing

                                            >She could tell how quickly you understood

                                            >"How much do you actually know?"

                                            >She asked you in a worried tone


                                            "I guessth it'sth my turn... I recently found your fan fictionsth in the closthet... They were confusthing at first. Because it wasth like you knew about me before I wasth born, but when you implied my father wasth a popular boy you knew in sthcool..."

                                            >"How recently?..."

                                            >Mom asked while sounding worried and ashamed of herself

                                            "When I wasth sthick earlier. I wanted to find an old toy in the closthet to get nosthtalgic about when I found them..."

                                            >"W-what do you think of them?..."

                                            >She asked you while obviously worried that you thought less of her because of it

                                            >You hold her hands lovingly while gazing into her eyes

                                            "I think they're okay Mom, but just finding them isthn't the whole sthecret I sthhould tell you..."

                                            >She doesn't say anything, but waits with while hardly breathing for you to say it

                                            "I'd sthtarted writing my own fan fiction in them... About usth..."

                                            >She seemed a little shocked, but not particularly surprised

                                            >"You mean... In the sthame way mine were about me and your father?..."

                                            >She asked you like she already knew the answer, but just needed you to say it

                                            "Yesth... I hope you're not mad..."

                                            >She looks away a little while still holding your hands

                                            >"There isth sthomething more you sthhould know about your father... Sthomething I'd never told anyone, but you sthould know if it'sth come to thisth..."

                                            >Mom pauses as she prepares herself

                                            >"It hasth to do with why he'sth not here with usth?"

                                            >She's not about to tell you he's dead is she?

                                            >"He... Wasth more in love with his own Mom and Aunt than he wasth with me... I cut tiesth with him becausthe I couldn't handle the idea of being part of that..."

                                            >She took a bit to collect her thoughts before continuing

                                            >"I'd even left Ponyville because I wanted a fresh sthtart sthomewhere new after finding out how far it went with them... I'd basthically run way from my problemsth..."

                                            >That also explained why you two never went to visit your Grandparents' place


                                            >The only times you saw them was when they came to visit you

                                            >"I'm telling you thisth now... Becausthe it stheems you took after him in at leastht one way..."

                                            >The part where you want your own Mom

                                            >You had to know what she thought of you now

                                            "Are you disthgusthted with it? With me?..."

                                            >She gives you a kiss before stroking your hair

                                            >"Back then I would have been, but I don't know now... I think being here, and with you hasth changed me..."

                                            "Earlier... When you called me, 'my love'... Did you really mean it?"

                                            >You ask her point blank

                                            >She looked ashamed of herself before answering

                                            >"Yesth..."

                                            >She holds your hands tighter in hers

                                            >"After all the failure tying to find sthomeone new... The istholation... You being the only man who lovesth me... I sthtarted to think of you in a way no mother isth sthupposed to... Justht in the back of my mind counting you asth my lover. While knowing it wasth wrong, but I couldn't sthtop it..."

                                            >You give her a kiss before telling her what you think

                                            "I've alwaysth thought of you asth the sthexiestht woman alive... In a way I've alwaysth wanted you since I firstht sthtarted being interesthted in women."

                                            >You blush deeply and collect your own thoughts

                                            "Finding the fan fictionsth, and thinking the "Anon" desthcribed in them wasthn't compatible with you only made me more sthure that I wanted you. We do have stho much more in common, and I love you."

                                            >You say while talking faster as you poured out your heart

                                            "I was sthcared to sthay anything because I know I'm not sthupposthed to feel that way, and wasth sthcared of how you you would react if you found out. Esthpecially sthince it was obviousth the fan fictionsth were hidden on purpose..."

                                            >After explaining all that there's some silence

                                            >You'd basically both admitted to wanting each other

                                            "Stho... What do we do now? Are we loversth?"

                                            >Mom blushes a deep red before answering

                                            >"Do you really want to be loversth with your own Mom?"


                                            >You had one way to answer that

                                            "Earlier... When I picked 'loversth' in that game. Thisth was the real reasthon I picked it. That sthtuff about the healing buff wasth justht an excusthe..."

                                            >You admit before kissing her

                                            >"My love..."

                                            >She says dreamily before kissing you in return

                                            >You started making out while pressing your bodies against each other in the bed

                                            >The desire to try and push for more than that was unbearable

                                            >Yet you knew that was going further than this was definitely too much

                                            >At least for now anyway

                                            >As you kissed and cuddled as lovers it was like you were floating on air because you felt so light and free

                                            >Then as all your worries went away sleep overtook you

                                            >You fell asleep with her body wrapped around you


                                            >The next morning you woke up in much the same position

                                            >With Mom kissing you awake

                                            >"Good morning honey~."

                                            >Mom tells you before kissing you more

                                            >She said it differently than she used to, and now said it more like a wife saying it to her husband

                                            >You want to call her something different from Mom, but not just repeating 'honey' back to her

                                            "Good morning sthugar~."

                                            >You say thinking of candy and how sweet she is before thinking of it

                                            >Then you kept kissing so much you almost forgot you had things to do besides just stay in bed making out all day

                                            >You hurriedly get ready for school after stopping

                                            >While Mom rushed to get ready for work

                                            >She went down to open shop, and was already doing it a little late

                                            >You ran to the bus stop arriving practically just in time

                                            >Now you really can't wait to get back home after school stuff

                                            >You talk to your friends before school

                                            >Go through your classes

                                            >Write a bit more of the fan fiction you were writing

                                            >Almost feels pointless now, but you feel like you have an obligation to finish it

                                            >You probably won't write any more of them after this

                                            >Unless Mom turns out to actually like it

                                            >After school you don't have a club meeting today

                                            >So you just take the school bus home


                                            >When you get home Mom has closed up the shop early today

                                            >So you use your key to let yourself in the locked up shop before going upstairs

                                            >Upstairs you find a scene your heart wasn't ready for

                                            >The apartment is set up like a honeymoon suite with rose petals everywhere

                                            >With the bed in the center of the room, and Mom on it in a sexy nightgown

                                            >As she saw your reaction she looked more ashamed of herself than she'd ever been, but still needy

                                            >"Anon, honey... I need you to do sthomething... It's sthelfish of me to asthk you thisth, but I sthimply can't wait... I need it more than you can imagine... it'sth been far too long..."

                                            >It feels like too much, but your 'second brain' downstairs disagrees

                                            >Your boner threatening to tear your pants open because it knows what she wants you to do

                                            "Wouldn't it by risthky to?..."

                                            >You ask even as you start to take your clothes off

                                            >"I've been taking birth control ever sthince I had you... Knowing I couldn't afford another child, and wanted to make sthure it didn't happen even when I didn't think I'd ever have sthex again..."

                                            >Your dick in painfully hard in the air once exposed

                                            "A-are we really going to do thisth?"

                                            >You ask her even as you approach the bed

                                            >"P-pleasthe... Honey..."

                                            >Mom asks with desperation as she lays on the bed with her legs spread

                                            >You feel like you shouldn't, but your body moves on it's own

                                            >As well as you not wanting to deny her when she asks with such need

                                            >You also admit to being a healthy older teen boy with a burning desire

                                            >Moving onto the bed your heart beats more rapidly than you thought possible

                                            >Mom holds her arms out to embrace you while lying underneath you

                                            >Then as you allow her to pull you close you embrace her as well

                                            >Your bodies clumsily against each other as your dick rested against her pelvis

                                            >You rubbed against each other while kissing until you felt your cock slide in

                                            >A warm wet feeling that constricted around it as Mom moaned out loudly


                                            >Before trying to quiet herself because your neighbors are very, very close by

                                            >You very slowly slide all the way in to the hilt while kissing her deeper

                                            >It's unbelievable this is really happening, but it is

                                            >Mom's body shakes and trembles as you stay all the way in her

                                            >She moves her hips as she encourages you to move back and forth

                                            >You take it slow moving in and out of her

                                            >Taking in every last sensation of it while going all the way with your lover

                                            >It feels like you'd just started dating, and yet also had a relationship for a long time before this

                                            >Mom wraps her legs around you tightly as well to hold you even closer

                                            >Her pussy tightening around you makes you want to cum right away

                                            >Though if you'd learned anything from your time online, it's that being a quick shot is bad

                                            >So you do your best to hold it in as long as possible

                                            >"It'sth okay Anon... I told you it'sth sthafe..."

                                            >She says before giving you an especially passionate kiss

                                            >With those words you couldn't hold it in anymore

                                            >Blowing your load inside your own Mom harder than you'd ever cum before

                                            >Knowing she wouldn't get pregnant from it because she's been on birth control

                                            >Though remembering the first fan fiction you wrote makes you a little disappointed about that

                                            >The rational part of your brain reminds you that you two barely make ends meet

                                            >There's no way you could afford Mom getting pregnant

                                            >As well as the fact that it'd be pretty much impossible to explain what happened to people if she got pregnant

                                            >Perhaps it's your 'post nut clarity' that allows you to think these things

                                            >Though one thing you know is you don't want to pull out

                                            >Mom's arms and legs remaining tight around you make you sure she doesn't want you to either

                                            >You kiss some more as your dick gets hard again inside her

                                            >"Y-you can go fasthter this time..."

                                            >Mom tells you nervously with a cute blush

                                            >You start thrusting into her as fast you can

                                            >The sensations from before only feel way more intense


                                            >Not just because your shaft feels sensitive either

                                            >It doesn't feel like long at all before you cum inside her again

                                            >Shooting off very forcefully, and it almost hurts a little

                                            >You can feel it leaking past the base of your shaft onto the bed

                                            >"Jeezthe, just how much are you going to cum insthide me, honey?"

                                            >She says jokingly before kissing you

                                            >"I told you I won't get pregnant."

                                            "I know, sthugar... I justht can't help it."

                                            >As you stayed holding each other and connected you got hard yet again

                                            >You went back to moving slowly inside her

                                            >Your body thanked you for that as well since you'd worn yourself out a bit earlier

                                            >Going at it like this for who knows how long

                                            >Only stopping when your stomach started to loudly growl

                                            >You needed to eat dinner, but would you stop for it?

                                            >Mom lets go before rolling on top of you, and getting off

                                            >Then as she sauntered to the kitchen area deviously revealing you wouldn't have to stop

                                            >Shaking her ass at you enticingly while starting to cook

                                            >You were shaky getting up on your feet, but you went over to her as soon as you could

                                            >Coming up behind her before embracing her

                                            >Then sliding back in her as she let out a quiet moan

                                            >She made your favorite again while you kept at it

                                            >At a slow and sensual pace that didn't keep her from being able to do it

                                            >When it was done you stopped just long enough to eat it

                                            "We're really loversth now..."

                                            >You say like it was a dream come true while still unsure if it's real

                                            "Thank you for indulging me desthpite how sthelfisth I wasth..."

                                            >Mom says before kissing you

                                            "Are we going to do this more now?"

                                            >You ask her in a hopeful tone while actually unsure if you should yourself

                                            >"Only if you want to, honey."

                                            >Mom says obviously wanting thing answer to be 'yes' while also wanting to respect your decision if you didn't agree

                                            "Which of coursthe I do... I'm a boy with desthiresth after all..."

                                            >You reply half jokingly