Raised by a single mother since birth, as my father was absent, I was showered with unconditional love. Somehow, over time, I began to see my mother as a member of the opposite sex. One day, while doing the laundry in place of my working mother, I stumbled upon what seemed to be expensive underwear... Recently, I had noticed she was coming home late, and I was overcome with an unbearable jealousy. Unable to suppress my feelings for her any longer, I crossed the line between parent and child with my reluctant mother...
