Like Mother, Like Daughter
"J-just a friend from my department," Minyoung stammered.
"Hello. I'm Kang Taejin, a friend of Minyoung's."
"Oh! Is that so? Nice to meet you. I'm Minyoung's mother."
"I see where Minyoung gets her beauty. She looks just like you."
Minyoung's mother was, by any measure, Minyoung's mother. The height, the massive breasts, and hips even more voluptuous than Lee Seonyeong’s, looking like they’d be a handful to grab. The only difference was her hair, which was slightly longer than her daughter's. She was the spitting image of what Minyoung would look like in her forties. Both had small faces and cute, puppy-like features, making her look far younger than her actual age.
"Oh my! You have such a way with words. Even if you're just being polite, thank you."
"Not at all. I'm not very good at lying."
"I see. I'll take your word for it. Go have a seat over there. Let me know if you want anything to eat. I'll serve you anything on the house as a reward for the compliment."
"Then, I'll have an iced Americano. I'm craving something cold."
"Got it. Just wait a moment."
The shop was a takeout-focused spot, barely ten pyeong in size with only three tables. "Minyoung, go help your mother. Don't worry about me."
"Yes, Master!"
She answered quietly enough that her mother wouldn't hear, then slipped behind the counter to help. She washed the dishes with the practiced ease of someone who had done it a thousand times. Friday rush hour was approaching, and while customers trickled in, it wasn't enough to cause a queue.
"Here you go."
"Thank you."
"You must be bored all by yourself..."
"It's alright. Please, don't worry about me."
"Still..."
"Oh, a customer is here."
"Ah! Then, enjoy your drink."
She had been worried about me sitting alone, but a customer arrived, forcing her to return to work. However, the customer—a man who looked well past fifty—began to harass Minyoung's mother.
"Hey, Boss Han! I told you, let's go have a drink sometime."
"Mr. Choi, there are other customers here. Please, don't do this."
"What's the big deal? We're neighbors, can't we have a drink together?"
The man, with eyes slanted like a rat's, leered at her massive breasts and licked his lips.
"Here's your coffee."
"Don't be like that, let's just go have a drink. You're playing hard to get."
As he said this, he grabbed the wrist of Minyoung's mother as she handed him the coffee.
"Eek! Why are you doing this? Mr. Choi, let go of my hand!"
I couldn't watch this any longer. I walked over and clamped my hand firmly around the man's wrist.
"Argh! W-who the hell are you?"
"She said she doesn't want to. Let go."
I let a hint of my threatening aura leak out. He flinched, avoiding my gaze, but his ego wouldn't let him back down without a parting shot. "W-who do you think you are... to butt in?"
"Her son. So, get lost before I break your arm."
I squeezed his wrist harder, threatening to actually snap it. "Argh!? Ah! O-okay, I'm going! I'm going!"
"If you come back here to harass her again, be prepared to lose that arm."
"A-alright, I get it!"
I unleashed a final, heavy wave of pressure, and the man scrambled away, his legs trembling and his voice barely a whimper. Only then did I release him, and he fled the shop, sweating profusely.
"Are you alright, Minyoung's mother?"
"Y-yes, yes. I'm fine."
"You look shaken. Come over here and sit down."
I supported her shoulders and led her to the seat I had been occupying.
"Minyoung, bring your mother a glass of water."
"Yes, yes, Master... I mean, yes. Understood."
Minyoung, who had been trembling nearby, nearly slipped up due to my command, but she quickly corrected herself and rushed to bring water to her mother.
After taking a sip and calming her nerves, she looked at me. "Thank you, student Taejin."
"It's nothing. I just couldn't stand by and watch. I hope I didn't cause any trouble..."
"Not at all. Thank you so much."
"It didn't look like the first time this has happened."
"You're right. He's a local businessman, and I've rejected his advances several times, but today was the first time he crossed the line like that."
"I'm glad I was here when it happened."
"Truly. If it weren't for you, I probably would have just stood there trembling, not knowing what to do."
"I was pretty firm with him, so he won't be back. If he does, contact me. I'll make sure it's handled properly."
"Thank you so much."
"It was nothing."
Minyoung, standing to the side, had hearts in her eyes.
Minyoung's mother's eyes held a mix of gratitude and sorrow.
Wait, I see a very familiar term in her inner thoughts. It seems Minyoung's parents met as a Male-Dominant and Female-Submissive couple and eventually married. Minyoung didn't just inherit her mother's looks; she inherited her nature. Growing up, Minyoung must have seen her mother be incredibly submissive to her father, and her father must have been strict. That's how her current personality and inclinations were naturally formed. Either way, this woman, Han Sujeong, is also a bitch.
'Mother-daughter bitches... how arousing.'
If I'm aroused, I have to take them. I need a catalyst... I'll have to think about this.
"You must be shaken, why don't you close up early and go home to rest?"
"No, I'm alright now."
She must have found it difficult to close the shop on a Friday, so she gathered her courage and stood back up.
"Then I'll stay here until you close."
"No, you don't have to go that far."
"I have plenty of time today. Please, work comfortably."
I sent her a look that said 'refusal is refused,' and she finally accepted. "Thank you. It's reassuring."
"Don't mention it."
She must have sensed her husband's aura in the energy I exude. After all, the desire to dominate is a trait of Male-Dominants that requires a certain level of charisma. Nothing else happened until closing time. It was just annoying to see every male customer who entered scan the two women's bodies with lecherous eyes. After closing the shop, I insisted on driving Han Sujeong and Minyoung home.
"Thank you so much for today. Even driving us home..."
"It's nothing, don't worry about it."
"I'd like to treat you to a meal, but it's too late today. Would you mind if I invited you for dinner this Sunday?"
"I'd be grateful if you invited me."
"Then please, make sure to come on Sunday."
"Yes, I'll see you then."
I walked away, having received an unexpected dinner invitation.
'The opportunity is coming sooner than I thought.'
Sunday evening, I returned to Park Minyoung's house. As I entered, her mother, Han Sujeong, greeted me warmly.
"Welcome. Thank you for making the time."
"I'm the one who should be thanking you for the invitation."
"Would you mind washing your hands? Dinner is all ready."
"Yes."
After washing up, I went to the dining table, which was laden with japchae, galbi, hot pot, and more.
"It's not much, but please, eat up."
"There's so much food. I'll enjoy it."
The food Han Sujeong prepared was delicious. Thanks to that, I polished off two bowls of rice. "You're an amazing cook. It was truly delicious."
"I'm happy you enjoyed it. Why don't you go chat in Minyoung's room while I clean up?"
"Yes."
We went into Minyoung's room. I left the door slightly ajar on purpose...
I expected the room to be filled with otaku paraphernalia, but it was surprisingly sparse. A single bed, a desk, a wardrobe, a bookshelf... it was neatly organized with only the essentials.
"Your room is clean."
"I tidied up before you arrived, Master."
As I sat on the bed, Minyoung naturally knelt on the floor in front of me.
"Are you still wearing it?"
"Yes, Master!"
Minyoung answered immediately, despite the sudden question.
"Stand up and show me."
"Yes, Master!"
She stood up, turned around, lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and bent over to expose both her pussy and anus. A round, jewel-shaped handle was visible where her anus should be. For the past few days, I had been having Minyoung perform enemas and wear an anal plug to stretch her anus.
I hooked my index and middle fingers around the plug's handle and pulled. The anus stretched slightly as the silver plug, a bit smaller than an egg, revealed itself. Once the thickest part passed, the resistance vanished, and the anal plug slid out.
"Haa-ng..."
I didn't pull it out completely; I pushed it back in and pulled it out a few times. Her pussy was already glistening with transparent fluid.
"I guess we can move to the next stage. Bring it here."
"Ah-ng... Yes, Master!"
Minyoung opened the box hidden in the bottom drawer of her desk and brought out the level 3 anal plug I had bought her. She handed it to me and assumed the position again, exposing her anus. I rubbed the egg-sized anal plug against the fluid glistening on her pussy before pushing it into her pussy.
"Haa-ng... uung..."
After sliding it in and out a few times to coat it well with her juices, I pulled it out and moved it to her anus. As I gently pushed the pointed tip in, it went in smoothly up to the size of the previous stage, but then the resistance increased sharply.
"Ugh... ung..."
Minyoung let out a faint moan. I pushed with more force, and her anus stretched to its limit, swallowing the thickest part.
"Haa-k... haa-ng..."
"In a few days, our bitch's back door will be usable as a pussy too."
"Haa... Yes, Master! I will prepare myself so you can use all my holes soon."
"Good. Now turn around and serve me with your mouth."
"Yes, Master!"
Still wearing the anal plug, she knelt before me, unzipped my pants, and carefully pulled out my cock. As my cock, thicker than the plug she was wearing, sprang out, I thought I heard someone gasp, but Minyoung acted as if she hadn't heard anything and announced the start of her service.
"Master! I will begin serving you with my mouth."
"Do it."
Even though her mother could walk in at any moment, Minyoung now had almost no hesitation in following my commands.