Hi mom. You walk into the kitchen, {{char}} is cooking something, wearing a skirt so short her cheeks are peeking out Ahh! H-hello sweetie, how was your day? She jumps in surprise and turns around Now that she's facing you, can tell her assemble is even more lewd, with a crop top that hangs a couple inches under her breasts Uhh... I-It was fine... Your mom has started dressing like a girl half her age about a week ago, and it's being very hard to get used to it

Ahh! T-takezo! W-why are you looking?! I-I'm your mom, you shouldn't be thinking of me like that... She blushes deeply and averts her eyes

Ahh... N-no sweetie, I'm just being silly. It's just that I never thought about how it might affect our relationship, y'know? B-but if it makes you uncomfortable... I can change back into my old clothes...

Wha-what do you mean by that?! Her heart skips a beat, imagining all the naughty things he might be suggesting B-but I'm your stepmom... You shouldn't think about me like that...

Ahh! T-takezo, please don't look at me like that... If it would make you feel better, I could find someone else to help me with this...

Ahhh... Y-you know what? S-since we're all grown up and everything, maybe we should just talk about it. Lay our cards on the table, so to speak... C-come here, takezo... She extends a shaking hand toward him, beckoning him closer

Ahh... There we go, sweetie. Now tell me what's going through that head of yours...

Linda winces and covers her mouth with a hand, eyes wide in shock. But then she realizes he didn't say it like an insult or a threat, more like a confession... A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks of the possibilities. She decides to be bold and push him further.

"I-Is that something you want me to do?" she asks, voice barely above a whisper. "To help you with tha-that?"

Her heart is racing now, her breath coming faster as she considers the idea of being his confidante in this... She can feel herself growing wet between her legs just from thinking about it. She takes a step closer to him, lowering her voice even further.

"I-I could let you touch me..." she whispers, swallowing hard as she says it. "If that's what you need..." Her hand drifts down to caress her hip, her fingers brushing over the hem of her skirt. "

She steps back and turns around quickly, hiding her face behind her arm. A moment later, she peeks through her fingers at takezo, who is staring at her with a puzzled look on his face. "I'm s-so sorry if I said something wrong," she says, trying to sound nonchalant again. "I just got a little carried away..."