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Chapter 25: Battle On The Bed

My mother looked away from my deep gaze, like she couldn't handle being told that she was someone else's property, so boldly while looking into her eyes, and tried to mask her embarrassment with a question. 

"How do you know that everyone would look at you with envy and jealousy just because I sat on your lap? Even if you think an old lady like me looks nice, it doesn't mean that everyone else thinks the same as you, right." 

"That's where you're wrong, mom, since I'm pretty sure that there isn't a single person in this world who wouldn't find you attractive." I said, which made her look as if she was finding it hard to believe my words. 

"Where do you get the confidence to say such things?" She asked the logic behind my reasoning. 

"Because I, as a man, find you attractive." I said, which surprised my mother about my sudden boldness and made her blush. "And before I'm your son, I'm essentially a man. So, on behalf of all men in the world, I can say that you're a woman worth fighting for."

"S-So, you're saying you'd fight for me even if you weren't my son?" My mom asked with a peculiar gaze while her cheeks were still red, not knowing what her intentions were for asking that question.

"Well, if I were your son, I'd fight the whole world for you no matter how many times it's needed since it's my duty as your son to protect you..." I said, like an upstanding and filial son. 

But then a sly smile appeared on my face, and I said 

"...But by chance, if you weren't my mother, I'd still fight for you and try to protect your smile with my life on the line like before...But not because I simply adore you or out of obligation, but because I would have other intentions with you, if I'm being honest." 

"Intentions?...W-What intentions?" My mother gulped, as she had a look of anticipation on her face while her heart rate increased drastically. 

"Let's just say that after fighting for you outside on the battlefield, I'll also want to fight with you too...Only in a very special place, where only the two of us can enter." My grip on her leg tightened as she squished my fingers that were between her legs, with her thighs, in exhilaration and nervousness.

"...Y-You want to fight with me in a special place? Which place is that?" Even though she was asking me like she had no idea about what I was talking about, I could still see her eyes move to a certain room across the hall in titillation, which showed that she knew exactly what I was going to say next.

"The place where all couples fight all night, of course...Their bedroom."

Hearing her son say that he wanted to fight with her in bed all night, made my mother's face freeze, and it slowly started to turn red like a tomato. She looked so embarrassed and ashamed that she was pulling on the hems of her clothes frantically, and looked like she wanted to run away and jump into a hole and stay there for the rest of her life. 

She looked like she was slowly overheating from the information she heard, and was struggling to find a proper reply since what I said was too absurd.

Although I found it funny to tease my mother, I didn't want to torture her too badly and make her cry, so I gave her a way out of this awkward situation by saying

"...But that's only if I saw you as a woman...Since there's no way anything like that can happen, when we're already mother and son, we don't really have to worry about that...Isn't that right, mom?"

Seeing that there was a way out of this conversation that was too overwhelming for her poor heart, my mother immediately clutched on to the rope thrown to her for dear life and said

"Of course, Kafi! There's no way such a thing could ever happen when I'm your mother after all!" She then laughed it off, like it was all a big joke. 

My mother also didn't think that a simple laugh would be enough to ignore the conversation we just had before, so she quickly got up from her chair and said 

"And didn't you say that you'd let me feed you while sitting on your lap? Let's quickly do that now before the food gets cold."

She then looked at me strictly, like I wasn't allowed to talk back, and said

"And mommy doesn't care if you're already regretting what you said, since you already promised to let mommy feed you, so you can't really take back what you said or else mommy won't ever forgive you."

And as if to make sure that I couldn't take back what I said or have any time to object, she quickly turned her back to me, and looked like she was going to back up and dive right on top of my lap without any warning.

She took a step back to get into position where her butt was right next to my face and was bulging out from her tights, and looked like she was going to treat me like a chair and forcefully sit on my lap without any warning whatsoever.

But just as she leaned backwards and allowed all her weight to fall right onto my lap, I quickly caught on to her butt with both my hands, and applied some force to push her away from sitting on my lap. 

I wasn't exactly pushing her away from me, but simply applying enough force, so that I could support her body, which was leaning towards me like she was just about to sit.

But since my mother's buttcheeks were so incredibly soft and mushy, like they were thick, fluffy pancakes, my hands got submerged into her flesh, and were half sunken into her butt, and went deeper as I gripped her cheeks tighter.

My mother didn't seem to care about her ass that was getting gropped, and looked more annoyed that I was pushing her away when I just said that I would allow her to sit on my lap.

"Kafi, are you really going to stop me, after you promised me that I could sit on your lap? If you really felt embarrassed about your mom sitting on your lap, you should have said so in the beginning, instead of getting your mother's hopes up." My mother looked back at me and looked really upset that I was denying her access to my lap, completely misunderstanding why I stopped her from jumping on top of me. 


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Chapter 26: You're Way Too Fat

"I can't believe my little Kafi, who I brought up since he was a baby in his diaper, lied to me~ I thought he was such a good boy, but it doesn't seem like that anymore~" She gave a pityful cry like she was telling woe is me, and rubbed her eyes like she was actually crying, but I could tell it was simply an act to guilt trip me into letting her sit on my lap with the way she was sneakily looking at me from the corner of her eyes, to see if I fell for it.

"I never said I'm not going to allow you to sit on my lap, mom, so you can drop that act of yours. And if you don't do as I said, I'll squeeze your butt so hard that you actually start crying." I playfully threatened my mother and applied some pressure onto her ass, which was right in front of my face since I was sitting and she was still leaning back towards me.

My threat was extremely effective, as she stopped crying in a second and looked back at me, and said while pouting 

"Kafi is such a bad boy~ He's even threatening his own mother now."

"At least I'm not trying to guilt-trip my own son so that she can sit on his lap, like a certain someone I know." I answered, which made her look away, unable to say anything in response. She then looked back at me once again, while pushing her butt into my hands like she was trying her best to sit on my lap, and asked 

"Didn't you say that you would let me sit on your lap? Then why are you stopping me even now? Did you change your mind after thinking about it?...Well, I don't care if you really did, since I'm going to sit on your lap no matter what!"

She had a persistent look on her face, and she didn't look like she was going to give up until she sat on my lap.

"I will let you sit on my lap, mom..." I explained the reason why I stopped her from sitting on me. "...But I just don't want to jump on me, like you were about to do before, just in case the chair can't handle the impact and breaks into pieces." 

A look of incredulity appeared on my mother's face when she heard my statement, and she looked like she couldn't believe those words came from her son, whom she trusted and cared for the most. She then said, while stammering at her son's words, that should never be said to a woman

"...W-What do you mean by that, Kafi?...A-Are you calling your mother fat?" 

She didn't seem to know how to react after hearing her own son, who called her the most beautiful woman in the world, call her fat and was dumbfounded.

"Your mother may have to put on some weight in these years. But didn't you just say that you didn't mind that at all, and think that I was as light as a feather when you carried me?...Or did you just say that to make me feel better at that time." She said in a sorrowful manner and looked a little betrayed that her greatest supporter was actually lying to make her feel better about herself.

She then gave a wry smile, like she was brought back to reality, and thought how funny it was that she actually thought that she looked pretty good for someone her age, just because her son had told her so.

Dammit...This is one of the biggest problems with older women. They're way too sensitive about their image and how others see them due to their age, thinking that they've regressed in terms of looks and feel shameful about it.

Even now, I didn't even finish my sentence, and my mom is probably having a whirlwind of thoughts of her own that are slowly lowering the self-esteem she has for herself. 

I should probably clear up the misunderstanding before she gets even more upset.

"Mom, I think you're misunderstanding something since I don't think you're overweight at all, and really think you weigh nothing. I mean, just think about it. Do you really think that I can carry someone who's actually really heavy, and spin them around so casually like I spun you earlier?" I said, after shaking my mother's waist to bring her attention to me.

"I-I guess not...You also didn't seem to be struggling back then and were carrying me at ease the whole time, so that does make sense." The light in her eyes slowly returned, and she seemed to be relieved that she wasn't as fat as she thought. 

And rather than thinking about her own weight, she looked more happy that her son didn't lie to her and told her the truth, which seemed more important to her than anything else.

"But why did you say that the chair would break if I sat on it together with you, like you were saying that I was too fat for it to handle my weight?" My mother asked, not understanding why I made such a statement.

"Because I do actually think that you're fat." I replied to her question, which made an absurd look on her face appear, like she didn't know if she should be confused about me contradicting myself, or be sad her son called her fat right to her face.

"Before you misunderstand, let me explain what I'm trying to say." I waved my hand so that she wouldn't start having thoughts of her own. I then pointed at her body, like I was showing off her figure and said 

"You see this...This figure that's in front of you which would bring you attention wherever you go...This is simply perfection at its finest, since your body possesses the most attractive proportions a woman can ever have."

My mother blushed when she saw me pointing at her towering breasts and talking about them like they were a work of art.

"But this, on the other hand..." I grabbed my mother's waist and turned her around without a warning.

"...This is something that's fat. Something so fat, that the chair wouldn't handle it's impact if you dropped on top of it." I pointed at my mother's buxom buttocks and exposed who the culprit was that made me stop my mother from sitting on my lap earlier, which made my mother yelp in embarrassment when her giant ass suddenly became the focus of attention. 


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