Can I Fuck Your Mom? Epilogue (2)
“Aahing~~♡ Hoyoung niiim♡ Calling that bug bastard's name while we're fucking is so lame lol♡”
“Whoa. Auntie pulling out the baby voice with a lisp.”
“But age isn't what matters—it's dignity, right? In front of you, Master Hoyoung, I become more worthless and fragile than a newborn♡”
“Heh. Hard to believe this is the same Oh Jeongyeon who was obsessed with her son's success.”
“Master Hoyoung, come on... not that story again.”
Oh Jeongyeon puffed out her cheeks like a girl and shot him a pouty glare.
“Why do you keep dredging up my dark history? That was just when I was hypnotized by Kim Minjae and lost in some ridiculous delusion.”
“What if I told you I was the one who hypnotized you?”
“Huh?”
Sensing she'd been misunderstanding things for a while, he decided to set the record straight. He was curious if she'd turn her resentment on him this time.
“Want the truth? You fell under my hypnosis and started loving me. Enough to abandon your own son.”
“……”
“What do you think? Beat me in a contest, and I might restore your original memories and feelings.”
He smirked. He could feel Oh Jeongyeon's entire body shuddering through his cock. She shook her head vigorously, as if the mere thought terrified her.
“A contest...? Don't even joke about something so presumptuous. From the start, I...”
She kneaded her breasts with her palms, her face twisted in utter servility as she continued.
“I'm Master's loyal slave, King Breasts Blue, aren't I? All I can do is beg for cock while it's buried in me...♡ Don't talk about challenging Master—it's too scary... please♡”
“Heh. I even gave you a chance to go back to your real son.”
“My real son is you, Master Hoyoung...?”
“Got it, Mom.”
“Whoa! Master Hoyoung called me Mom!”
Suddenly, her pussy clamped down tight. The walls sucked at his cock like a vacuum cleaner.
“If it's for my beloved son, I'd sacrifice anything—my life... my fortune... everything!”
“I love you, Mom.”
“Aahk!!”
King Breasts Blue's mind blanked out for a moment.
“S-such words... I'm so happy... my heart might give out... ugh.”
She'd passed out from sheer bliss. Seeing her like this, he figured he'd played with her enough. Minjae was gone now, and the thrill of her being his friend's mom had worn off. Time to discard her.
“Hey—Kim Hea-e. Watch her till she wakes up. I'm gonna shower.”
“Yes, my son.”
His real birth mother bowed deeply like a handmaiden serving her king, accepting the order with perfect grace. She'd been silently watching him role-play mother-son incest with Oh Jeongyeon. She kept her expression neutral in his presence, but she didn't look pleased.
Maybe it stung, having her 'mom' role stolen. But whatever—that wasn't his problem. He headed to the shower. Let the two women have their catfight; it was none of his concern.
“...Hey.”
“……”
“Wake up. Hey, I said wake up.”
Kim Hea-e slapped Oh Jeongyeon's cheeks with a cold, terrifying expression she'd never show her son. The smacks echoed sharply. She was putting real force into it.
“Mm...”
“Get up already. What kind of slave passes out on her own during sex with Master?”
“H-Hea-e...”
Kim Hoyoung's birth mother and original 'mom.' She'd known Oh Jeongyeon back when they were just a boy's mother and his friend's mom—polite acquaintances. But things had changed. Now, it was like principal wife versus concubine in their hierarchy.
Hoyoung hadn't explicitly ranked his slaves, but wherever people gathered, alphas and betas emerged. As his closest blood relative and confidante, Kim Hea-e held a special status among them.
“If you can't even handle his cock, maybe quit playing mom altogether?”
“Ah...”
Kim Hea-e was a veteran among veterans, with thousands of sessions under her belt. No wonder Oh Jeongyeon shrank back.
“Sorry. When Master Hoyoung said he loved me, I just... got too carried away.”
“Well... any mom would gush pussy juice hearing 'I love you' from her son.”
“R-right...?”
“But a mom's real priority is her son's happiness, not her own. Cumming first when he wasn't even satisfied? Total mom fail.”
“I'm sorry...”
Even in a fully hypnotized world, devotion varied. Living closest to Kim Hoyoung, Kim Hea-e's hypnosis ran deepest. To her, he was an omnipotent, absolute god.
“It's common sense: moms exist as tools for their son's convenience. Putting your pleasure first and slacking on service? Unbelievable.”
“S-sorry, Hea-e. I'm still new at this.”
“Hmph. Why'd Hoyoung even pick a dimwit like you as his second mom? One mom's more than enough for me.”
She was badmouthing her son—a rare slip. Even the most devout believers questioned their god sometimes. Threatened in her 'mom' role, Kim Hea-e's resentment bubbled up.
“I can handle housework, sex—anything he wants. Why need another mom? Hoyoung's so... ugh, I just don't get it.”
“Um... are you trash-talking Master Hoyoung right now?”
“Hmph! As if a mere mom like me would dare badmouth him! I'm just saying I don't get it. My tits are bigger, my pussy's better—why...?”
No matter how she scrutinized her, Oh Jeongyeon had no clear advantages. Female jealousy clouded her objectivity, of course.
“If you have any brains, know your place and decline the honor of being his mom. Keep getting in the way, and I'll tell Jiwon or the other girls—make you an outcast.”
“Ah...!”
“Why the shocked face? I'm his real mom, you know. I have that much pull.”
“No, it's not that...”
“Hm?”
Oh Jeongyeon's trembling finger pointed upward. Kim Hea-e, mid-flex as senior slave, craned her neck—and nearly fainted.
“Ho... I didn't realize you had that much power.”
“H-Hoyoung...!”
Kim Hoyoung had returned for a towel and bumped right into them. His mother trembled like an abandoned puppy, her face pitiful.
“S-s-s-s-s-sorry! This lowly mom got too uppity, acting like she mattered.”
She dropped into dogeza instantly. Hands clasped humbly, forehead grinding into the floor. He wasn't even mad, but her panic was amusing.
“With power like that, you could leave my side and thrive on your own.”
“Gasp!”
She gaped mutely, throat clogged. No words came.
“I... couldn't survive a single second without my sky-like son! I'm a failed-mother sow slave who could live without air but not without Master! Please don't discard me, son! Master! Hoyoung!”
“Aah~ don't cling to my legs. Pathetic, begging the son you birthed. No pride left?”
“I discarded that the moment Master hypnotized and trained me! I'm a shameless, worthless cock-rice mom! A maso slave who loves being dominated! Please don't throw me away! B-but if you do!”
“If I do?”
“………!!”
Her lips curled inward. Even discarded, she had no cards to play. Snot dripping, she despaired at her helplessness.
“If I discard you, then what?”
“...Hic.”
“Crying now?”
Instead of discarding her, he stroked her head. Truth be told, his pretty, busty, obedient mom was a favorite slave—no plans to toss her.
“Oh Jeongyeon's just a spare mom. Second-string. Got it? Why the jealousy, Mom?”
“Hic. Hic.”
She was hiccuping from shock. A puddle on the floor—she'd wet herself. That terrified?
“Besides, you're both my slaves. If I say die, you die happily, right?”
“Y-yes...”
“Looks like your slave mindset needs work. Let me show you a new technique.”
“New... technique?”
It was an evolution of the hypnosis density control he'd toyed with her using before. He extended his right palm toward Oh Jeongyeon.
“...Master Hoyoung?”
“Brainwashing Waves.”
“Eek!”
Donut-shaped waves fired from his palm in rapid succession. Oh Jeongyeon's eyes spun wildly. Soon, her ego vanished, leaving a drooling doll.
“I am eternally Master Hoyoung's slave... I am eternally Master Hoyoung's slave... I am eternally Master Hoyoung's slave...”
Like cleaning brain waste during sleep, the technique purged ego and emotions as impurities, refreshing her with reinforced obedience. Naturally, she fondled her pussy and breasts while chanting her loyalty mechanically.
“Yes. I obey Master Hoyoung's every command. Yes. I obey Master Hoyoung's every command. Yes. I obey Master Hoyoung's every command.”
“H-Hoyoung, that's...”
“Brainwashing Waves absorption.”
“Gyaak!”
Now his left palm toward Kim Hea-e. Waves flowed into her instead. Her dazed face regained vitality, twisting into anger and shock.
“Ah! Kim Hoyoung, you! Toying with Mom again!”
“Left hand cancels the brainwashing. Fun, right?”
“Fun my ass! Jeongyeon! You okay?”
“Yes. I obey Master Hoyoung's every command.”
“Kim Hoyoung! Fix her now! What are you doing to my son's friend's mom?! You're getting worse by the day!”
Freed from hypnosis, Kim Hea-e scolded him like any normal mom. Maybe this was her true nature. She rose from dogeza, glaring fiercely.
“Undo the hypnosis on everyone right now and restore everything! Or Mom won't forgive you for real!”
“Big talk. Then, right hand...”
“Eek!”
Knowing hypnosis's terror, she recoiled.
“Trying to hypnotize Mom again! You little devil! Words won't work—I'll stop seeing you as my son! I'll escape and expose your crimes to the world...”
“Brainwashing Waves.”
“Kyaaak!”
Hit from behind mid-escape, she crumpled to her knees.
“Huh...? Why was I trying to run? Getting brainwashed by Hoyoung is the world's greatest pleasure.”
She regretted her actions with a dumbstruck face. He gripped her crown with his right hand, pouring in the rest of the waves.
“Ugh! Again! Something's entering my head! Aa... why...? Am I not brainwashed enough yet...?”
Writhing at first, she soon went still, her face blank as an empty doll.
“Yes. I am eternally Master Hoyoung's slave... I don't even think of rebelling. Yes. I am eternally Master Hoyoung's slave. Being ruled by Hoyoung is humanity's salvation... Yes. I am eternally Master Hoyoung's slave. Mom exists to serve her son.”
Clap. Clap. Clap.
As Kim Hea-e began chanting her obedience mantra, sudden applause rang out. Mocking more than praising, it drew his gaze.
“Impressive. Brainwashing even your own mom without mercy. As expected from the guy who hypnotized the whole world.”
“You...”
A ponytail girl strode boldly into the room. This girl was...