A Mother's Forbidden Proposal
"Hmm... What was the dish Minhyuk used to love again..."
While it was still my turn, I racked my brain, seriously pondering what I could do for him on the day he got discharged.
Because Minhyuk had been stuck eating nothing but strict diet meals all alone for ages while bulking up. Even if we ordered delivery, he'd usually skip eating with me, complaining it was too greasy or lacked protein.
The last homemade meal I'd cooked for him must've been around when he was 14.
That meant I knew so little about my own son, Minhyuk.
I sighed in regret, clutching my head—until Yuri and Yuna both returned from seeing him, having already met up.
"Mom...?"
"Ah! Yuna, you're back!"
So thrilled at the thought of finally seeing Minhyuk, I shot up from my seat.
It was so unlike me.
At home, I always played the part of the mature housewife, so Yuna looked a bit surprised.
Feeling a twinge of embarrassment, my cheeks flushed hot.
And this flush was definitely from excitement, not just shame.
Separate from that earlier embarrassment, my body was buzzing with anticipation at the idea of seeing my future husband after three whole days—my skin prickling with heat on its own.
By the time I snapped out of it, my hand was already on the waiting room doorknob, ready to go.
That's when Yuna called me back, like she had something to say.
"Mom, but."
"Yeah?"
"Oppa said he'll come in just a bit later."
Just a bit later? Why? What the hell why?
'Did he spend all that time with Yuri and Yuna, but doesn't want to hang out with me that long...?'
"Minhyuk...? Why...?"
That thought didn't last long.
"He said he has to... prepare something..."
"Prepare...?"
Prepare... yeah, prepare.
What kind of preparation could Minhyuk possibly be doing in his hospital room before seeing me?
No way... was he setting up a surprise for me?
'Ah, that makes sense. If it's a surprise for me... I can wait forever. But... it's been so long since I've seen him...'
Remembering how I'd locked myself in my room every free moment while he was away, masturbating like a fiend in lonely desperation, my pussy—now ruined for fingers alone—twitched hungrily, craving something rougher.
But then it hit me: I didn't have to be the one receiving the surprise.
Wouldn't it be a surprise in return if I showed up early, knowing he was preparing one, and caught him off guard?
With that in mind, I tiptoed lightly to the front of Minhyuk's hospital room.
I grabbed the sliding door and pulled it open with a—
-Shff
"Minhyuk!"
The room's heat slammed into me like a wave.
I figured the heater was cranked up too high because it was winter, but something felt off.
"Uh... y-yeah, Mom's here?"
"Whoa... it's kinda humid in here. Were you working out in your room?"
"Yeah... worked out."
Of course. It was so like Minhyuk to squeeze in a workout whenever he could—he'd even use visiting hours for it.
But seeing him spend our time together like this stung a little.
"I see...? Did you train hard today?"
I played it cool and stepped inside, sinking into the sofa in the corner. Minhyuk came over and sat right next to me.
"You know I always train hard."
"Still... do you really need to use time with Mom for workouts too?"
"Nah, that was a misunderstanding. I sent Yuna and Sis home early so I could have the longest time with you, Mom."
"Hmm~ I see..."
'What? It was just a simple mix-up?'
Relief washed over me, one worry off my chest.
"What'd you talk about with Yuna and Yuri?"
"Oh, uh... they said they missed me like crazy, so... we caught up on what they'd been up to the past two days without me, y'know."
"Really? That's it?"
"......And they begged me to do that thing they always want."
Of course. Even if they were gentle, I didn't expect them to be this clueless.
I'd told them flat-out when we first went in together: we're adults now—no more babying Minhyuk.
He's not even theirs. They don't own him.
But me...? I gave birth to Minhyuk.
I made him.
Without me, there'd be no Minhyuk.
So... I can do it.
Only I can.
I'll be the only one acting spoiled.
I'll be the only one loved.
Only me.
But Minhyuk's too kind-hearted. Unless I make it obvious, other girls will keep clinging to him.
What if I just...
Made it a done deal...?
Too bad the timing wasn't right.
I'd just had my period recently, so my fertile window wouldn't open until at least a week after Minhyuk got discharged.
I licked my lips inwardly, disappointed, but my eyes were brutally honest.
Staring straight at Minhyuk's crotch.
I'd locked my gaze on his precious cock, and I didn't miss it twitch and swell bit by bit.
Acting casual, I patted his back.
"Sure... I get it. But you gotta stop doing that stuff for them now. They need to become moms soon, you know? Even Yuri has to get that artificial insemination pregnancy surgery within three years at least."
"That's why... Sis doesn't wanna do it. Yuna too..."
"Doesn't wanna? What're you talking about..."
"They wanna make a baby. With me."
The shocking revelation left me stunned.
I scrambled to process it.
Honestly, over the two days Minhyuk was hospitalized, I hadn't just locked myself away masturbating nonstop.
I'd researched laws and studies too.
On incest breeding and incest marriage.
Legally, it wasn't forbidden.
The state even encouraged direct breeding for births, so polygamy existed too—though no real cases yet.
And studies on incest breeding said that since 99.9% of men on Earth were born via artificial insemination pregnancy surgery, the genetic disease risk from incest was basically zero.
This wasn't some podunk college paper—it was consensus from top universities worldwide, so credible.
Marrying my son Minhyuk and having his kids? No issues at all.
With polygamy allowed, I could be his main wife, and Yuna and Yuri his concubines.
We could keep our family dynamic and everyone'd be happy, right?
I indulged in that blissful fantasy for a moment.
But right now, Minhyuk was agonizing over his dilemma. I needed to offer my solution first.
If he accepted, I could live that dreamy life I'd always imagined.
I briefly pictured rejection...
-Does that even make sense? Mom... no. Who the hell are you?
...I didn't want to think further.
I couldn't bear imagining him cutting us off completely.
Like those hikikomori stories on mom forums—son with social anxiety, holed up forever...
If that happened, I'd rather just die.
'Minhyuk's kind... he'll accept... he has to...'
Praying desperately inside, I gripped his shoulder.
-Squeeze
"Minhyuk."
"Huh...?"
"Listen up. Mom's got a solution."
'F-First, ask if he'd marry Yuna and Yuri in an incest marriage without me. If yes, slip myself in. If no, drop it.'
I pitched it so I'd lose nothing either way.
"I saw something online once— in this day and age, even incest breeding doesn't cause genetic diseases. Famous university papers proved it. So incest marriage is possible too... And since polygamy's encouraged here, it's not a bad deal, right? Mom's not against it anyway..."
"......"
"Of course...! Only if you want it... haha... If you say no and Yuri or Yuna forces it, that's a crime!"
Minhyuk sank into deep thought. Pushing more might backfire on me, so I waited quietly, stealing glances at him.
'Please... say it's fine... say you really wanna marry me...'
I rubbed my thighs together, fighting the heat building from being so close, desperately calming my body.
If I leaked pussy juice all over this leather sofa and got caught, it'd spark a whole new mess. I endured the itch as best I could.
'Was what I just heard... really true?'
Mom's words had me mulling it over hard inside.
Working at a pharma company in my past life, I knew diseases inside out—so I had to be extra cautious.
She said it came from famous university papers.
I'd web-surfed enough to know: here, unlike my old world, papers weren't full of bullshit—they were rigorously vetted. Whatever Mom saw was legit and trustworthy.
'Think about it... this is another world.'
This world looked like my old Earth, but history diverged wildly.
By centuries at least.
Humans here might've adapted to those changes.
I couldn't think like my old world.
A world with incurable plagues threatening male survival... there had to be genetic differences from old Earth humans.
Assuming it was true, then banging my sis, little sis, and even Mom to knock 'em up? Zero problems.
Genetically, legally.
Then...
'Hell yeah, thank you very much.'
I could ram my cock wherever I wanted, no consequences.
Grab any street chick and fuck? No issue.
Who in this world catches STDs from sex?
Even gathering everyone who's seen an adult male naked, you could count 'em on one hand.
So, only one thing left.
Yuri Sis, Yuna, and Suyeong Sis too.
Time for some proper discipline.
Those bitch sluts are fucked.