A 'Normal' AV Mom
"I'll try hypnotizing you with this, so let's see if it works."
"Hypnosis? Hehehe, sure♥"
I dangled a coin on a string in front of Mom and swung it side to side. She giggled like it was all a fun game, probably thinking I was just messing around with some cliché hypnosis trick. She sat down comfortably and told me to go ahead and have my fun.
"Alright, now Mom, you're falling into a trance... falling deep."
At first, she watched the swaying coin with a relaxed expression, convinced it wouldn't work on her. But then...
"Mmngh..."
Contrary to her expectations, her eyelids grew heavy, proving the hypnosis was taking hold.
Works like a charm.
Hypnosis was a staple genre in AVs, so I figured women in this AV world would be extra susceptible. Mom slipped into a trance almost immediately, confirming my hunch.
I should look into hypnosis apps or gadgets later.
I could hypnotize with just suggestion, but for groups, I'd need better tools. For now, though, I focused on the gorgeous woman right in front of me.
I wonder how much faster Mom will fall than the discipline committee head.
What if I turned her into a normal, everyday mom who didn't get aroused by her son—then raped her? The thought intrigued me.
"From now on, Mom, you'll see your son as just your son. A completely normal mom."
"Normal... mom..."
I was curious what reaction she'd have if I fucked her while she only saw me as her ordinary boy. Right now, any act would just be playacting. I couldn't see her true response to being raped by her real son. But with hypnosis altering her memories, I could witness exactly what I wanted.
"No... I don't... want..."
"Huh?"
But against my expectations, Mom's body trembled as if resisting the command to see me as just her son. Her subconscious was fighting back, refusing to fully submit.
"Son... is... Master... son's... Meat Toilet♥"
That's surprising.
Her identity as my meat toilet was so deeply ingrained that her unconscious rebelled against the hypnosis. She rejected demoting me from her master-son to just a regular boy.
"Don't worry, it's just a prank for a few days. I'll turn you back into my meat toilet after."
"A few days from now... meat toilet♥"
She seemed to accept that, stopping her resistance and gazing at me with half-lidded eyes.
"When you wake from the trance, Mom, we'll be a totally normal mother and son."
Snap!
"Huh? Son?"
"Yeah, Mom? You okay?"
"Oh... yeah... But why are we facing each other like this?"
"You looked spaced out, so I was worried and watching you."
"Oh, really? I'm fine, don't worry about it."
Under hypnosis, Mom now saw me as her 'normal' son without a second thought.
This is gonna be fun.
I planned to leave the discipline committee head alone for a while and turn Mom into my new plaything during that time. I pondered how she'd react if I raped her now—would she fall back into depravity, or resist to the bitter end?
....................
Why are my memories so fuzzy?
A fog clouded Harin's mind, leaving her disoriented.
When did I buy all this?
Opening her closet to change, she found it packed with skimpy, revealing clothes and lingerie. She'd had a few before, but now most of her wardrobe was outright slutty.
"And all these masturbation toys..."
She'd owned a couple, but now they were everywhere—not hidden, but blatantly displayed on the bed or nightstand.
"I-I should put these away first."
If her son saw them, it'd be mortifying. She hurried to tidy up, but drawers and the closet were stuffed with more lewd gear, adding to her confusion. Still, the hypnosis made her brush it off as no big deal. That's how she stayed a 'normal' mom.
"Mom~ When's dinner?"
"Coming right up."
Seeing her son seemed hungry, she headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal.
Gulp.
Spotting him lounging in the living room in just his undershirt and panties, watching TV, her gaze lingered unbidden. A strange heat stirred in her body.
Am I crazy? What am I thinking, staring at my son like this!
The insane realization that she was getting turned on by her own son flustered her. She tore her eyes away and rushed to the kitchen.
Even at home, isn't he dressing a bit too casually?
His outfit was no different from any other guy's loungewear, but her eyes kept drifting back. Her cheeks flushed faintly as an odd sensation washed over her from ogling his body. It made no sense.
Sure, she was a 'virgin' with no husband or man in her life, but getting aroused by her son? No way.
Am I that pent up lately?
She couldn't recall masturbating recently, so maybe sexual frustration was making her see her son as a man.
"You okay, Mom?"
"Huh? Oh, y-yeah, nothing's wrong."
Caught staring, their eyes met. She looked away in a panic, pretending everything was fine.
I need to masturbate soon. It's been too long.
Convinced her urges were out of control, she spent the evening casually with her son. Once night fell, she snuck a toy from her room.
Did I really use these before?
A variety of dildos in different sizes and shapes. She had no memory of buying them, but they felt useful now.
"Already soaked♥"
Her pussy was drenched from pent-up need, no foreplay or lube required.
"Haa♥... haa♥... haaaang♥♥"
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
She grabbed a thick dildo and slid it into her pussy—it sank all the way in effortlessly.
Shudder.
"Haaaa♥ It's been so long since I masturbated, my body's burning up♥"
Already fired up from ogling her son, pleasure quickly overtook her.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch.
"Hee-ut♥ Haa♥ Th-they're thrusting so rough♥ Hnngh♥"
In her fantasy, some man was ravaging her pussy brutally. The imagined cock pounding her made her burn hotter.
Guess I'm a masochist after all♥
She'd suspected as much. In her daydream, a burglar broke into her home and forced himself on her. No consent, no desire—just violation.
The more she fantasized about being overpowered and raped against her will, the fiercer her arousal grew. Humiliated, pinned down by his strength, his cock forced deep inside.
Squelch!
"Hnnnnngh♥♥"
Splash!
"Haa♥... haa♥... haa♥... Th-that was insane♥"
This wasn't her first time masturbating to rape fantasies, but tonight felt exceptionally intense.
It feels so familiar♥
Even as a forced rape scenario, her body reacted like she'd been gang-raped countless times. The fantasy felt vividly real, as if it were happening for real, driving her to a massive climax.
"Time for bed."
Embarrassed at soaking the sheets like she'd pissed them at her age, she quickly cleaned up and lay down.
"Mm... nnngh..."
Despite masturbating, her body wouldn't settle. She ignored it and finally drifted off after about an hour.
..................
The next day, her son headed to school, and Harin went about her usual housework. But unlike normal, she couldn't calm down.
Do I need to masturbate again?
Even after last night's explosive orgasm, her body remained unsatisfied, her mind elsewhere.
Son’s at school, so...
She didn't want to stoop to masturbating in broad daylight like some slut, but it felt like the only way to cool off. Swallowing her shame, she headed to her room for a dildo when...
Ding-dong~
"Oh? Hyunji?"
"Hello, Harin."
Her neighbor Hyunji had dropped by.
"My husband got some snacks as a gift from a client, so I thought I'd share."
Seeing the treats in her hand brought a warm feeling.
Wait, were Hyunji and I always this close?
Another foggy memory, but she felt oddly familiar and fond toward her.
"Come in, let's eat together."
"Thanks."
She'd been about to masturbate, but felt bad sending away someone who'd brought gifts. They decided to chat over snacks.
"So, how's things with your husband these days?"
"Hehehe."
Hyunji was known around the neighborhood as part of the perfect couple.
"Well... it's complicated. 'Getting along' doesn't quite fit anymore."
"What? You? No way..."
"It's just like Master said♥"
"Pardon?"
"Nothing."
Hyunji's enigmatic smile puzzled Harin, but another thought hit first.
Was Hyunji always this slutty?
Her tight clothes clung to her body, and with no bra, her nipples poked through her white top. The sultry aura she exuded felt totally unlike the Hyunji she knew.
"Um... could I talk to you about something? If it's okay?"
"Of course. If I can help, anything."
It was unexpected, but Harin smiled, ready to listen sincerely. Hyunji smiled back—but that smile struck her as oddly erotic as she began sharing her troubles.