Yeah.
Imagine your mom one day walked pass your room and heard you laughing out loud to the sound of some woman. "Is that anon's girlfriend?" she thought to herself. She gently peaked inside, only to see anon sitting in front of his PC, having the time of his life with some kind of oriental animation on screen. "I guess this is what kids are into nowadays: Entertainers with cartoon avatars." They will never age, they never have bad hair days, they won't know what paparazzi staking is. And unlike her, her barren womb and her unexciting sex life which only grows colder by the day, they won't be lacking adorations from men. She hastily walked away from anon's door and tried to shake self pity thoughts away, yet her efforts were futile. She wants to be young again; she wants to be loved again. So she is back standing at the door to her son's bedroom, mumbling to herself the hair color, the eyes, the accessories of this amine thing. She typed what she remembered on Google image, and in 0.3 seconds it taught her the name of this women, her agency and that anon supposedly calls her his "oshi". Then, as she scrolls down, she saw her in the flesh. No, not really, just a female fan wearing her outfit, leaning, smiling seductively into the camera. Deeply entranced by this digital succubus, a set of her costume was already en-route to anon's house before anon's mom could have realized it. During the next 2 days, it filled her with regret, sure, but soon it all went away when she saw herself donned in the attire. To others, it was just a bit of make up, a costume and a set of wig, yet to her it might as well has been the discovery of Shang-ri La. She was glowing with happiness and she wanted someone to witness it. After all, "if a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" A budding sense of sinful excitement sprouted within her heart. She knew she will be mercilessly ridiculed by her apathetic husband. But maybe, just maybe.....
So here she is, standing in your room, waiting for her son's return with bated breaths. How will Anon react? Is this what fate has paved the way since Anon's birth? Is their mother-child relationship staying the same after this? She does not know and she does not care. She just wants Anon.
But of course (You) won't fuck her.
