Current Condition (2)

'Yes also, I did nothing but tease big sis and also did some stupidly random and weird things. What was going on in my mind when I took out a fish from water to save it from drowning or that one time when I stalked an ant for four hours straight or that time when I placed banana peels on the ground and pretended they weren't there and walked on them to see if I would slip or not.'

Lucas thought to himself in frustration.

'Was I stupid? Or was I just too bored? Why did I do such things though? Anywho, what's done is done. My poor sis, I have tortured her a lot it seems, haha. No worries, I'll shower her with lots of love. Her and mom both.'

'Speaking of mom, I still don't understand why I remember about her breasts with such fine details. Hmm… to be honest, it felt as if I was really touching them. They were really soft and I apparently kneaded them a lot. But that's the thing of memories. I shouldn't remember it so well, no, not remember, I shouldn't be feeling their softness even until now.'

Suddenly, all of Lucas's thoughts stopped as he realized something.

'I– oh shit! I… Shit! Shit! I can still feel it! Fuck! Don't tell me…'

Lucas's body shivered in fear as he thought of a certain possibility.

To confirm whether what he was thinking was right or not, he slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to look up towards his mother's face.

But what he saw wasn't her face, but one of his own hands holding one of her breasts and squeezing it.

'AH FUCK! I AM SO DEAD! SHIIIIIIT!'

Lucas cursed in his mind and thought of the various scenarios that may take place. No matter what, his sure was gonna get beaten up his mother today or at least have his butt swollen for a few days.

He took deep breaths and thought to himself after calming down, 'relax Lucas, relax. Think of something to escape this. Think. Think. Think… Ah! Finally! Yes! That should work!'

Lucas closed his eyes again and with the hand which wasn't groping his mother's breast, he rubbed his eyes and got up slowly from his mother's lap while yawning.

Leya looked at Lucas's acting and was amazed as well as surprised with how brilliant it was. Had she not known her son better, she would've really thought that he wasn't acting.

To see what Lucas was upto, she didn't call him out for it or swatted his hand away from her breast and simply waited to see what he would do next.

Lucas sat upright with his hand still on his mother's breast and he opened his eyes after rubbing them for a while. The first thing he saw was his mother's beautiful face.

"It was a good sleep, mom." Lucas said to her with a smile.

Leya smiled back and said, "it sure was, right?"

Lucas nodded and said, "indeed. And also… hmm?"

Lucas made a confused face as he felt something soft and squishy in one of his hands. He pressed it again and felt the same feeling.

"What's this soft– OH SHIT!"

Lucas jumped in surprise as he saw his hand groping one of his mother's breasts.

He hurriedly sat in the corner of the sofa, a bit away from his mother and said,

"Mom… it's not what it looks like… uhh…"

Leya facepalmed as she saw the things he did. She won't lie, his acting, although was cliché and a bit lame, it totally felt real to look at.

Lucas saw his mother put her palm on her face and said hurriedly, "mom, it was a dream. I was in the kitchen with you and you gave me dough to play with. I was just playing with it but who knew…"

Lucas facepalmed too and tried to hide his shocked expression.

For a few seconds, nobody talked and just looked at each other.

Lucas felt more tense as time passed and his mother didn't speak anything but just sat there and watched him with a faceplam. Her silence felt torturous to him.

He got up from the sofa and took a deep breath. He then turned to her and said,

"Mom, it was an accident and I didn't do it on purpose. And also…"

He sat down back on the couch, right beside her and once again held her breasts. But this time, he held both of them with both his hands and said to her seriously,

"There should be nothing wrong with me holding them anyway. I've sucked on these for almost three years of my life and played with them too. I am your child and they belong to me, so there should be nothing wrong with me holding them, as I said before. Right?"

Leya was shocked out of her wits as she heard her son say such shameless things. Not just that, he was saying it as if it was a matter of fact for some reason. She didn't know whether to laugh, cry, get angry, or whoop his ass.

A few seconds later, Leya decided what she was gonna do.

Whooping his ass it was.

She looked him in the eyes and said, "Lucas, I give you ten seconds, take down your pants and lay on your stomach on my lap. I'll make sure to not punish you too much if you do so within ten seconds. Your time starts now."

'OH FUCK! PLAN FAILED!'

'IT DIDN'T WORK AT ALL!'