Ryan stepped into the house, the black box Leon had given him still held carefully in his hands.
The door clicked shut behind him, and the familiar quiet of home settled around him like a blanket.
He expected to hear his mom moving around in the kitchen or living room, maybe the clink of dishes or her usual humming, but the house was silent except for the faint sound of birds outside.
He walked through the hallway and glanced into the kitchen. Empty. No plates on the counter, no smell of dinner starting yet, no sign of her.
Then he noticed the sliding glass door to the balcony was open a little. Sunlight poured in from outside.
He walked closer and looked through the glass.
Lauren was out on the balcony, wiping the outside of the windows with a cloth.
She wore only the small pink apron from morning, tied loosely around her waist. From the back, the apron strings were the only thing covering her, but from the front, visible through the glass her full breasts hung completely free on both sides. The thin fabric did nothing to hide them; they swayed and bounced with every movement.
She reached high to clean the top of the window, standing on her toes. Every time she stretched up, her breasts lifted and bounced heavily, soft and round, moving like jelly with the motion.
When she jumped a little to reach higher spots, they jiggled even more, nipples tracing slow circles in the air, catching the sunlight.
Ryan stood there frozen, watching from inside. The glass between them made it feel like he was looking at a picture, but it was his mom, naked except for that useless apron, cleaning in broad daylight where neighbors could see if they looked out their windows.
His heart pounded. He felt heat rush to his face and lower, that familiar mix of shame and something he hated himself for.
He finally pushed the door open and stepped out onto the balcony. "Mom?"
Lauren turned, cloth still in hand, smiling bright as if nothing was unusual. "Oh, honey! You're back from school. How was your day?"
Ryan tried to keep his eyes on her face, but they kept dropping to her breasts hanging out from the sides of the apron, bouncing a little with the turn. "Uh… nothing much. Just… Leon became class rep. And he's throwing a little party here tonight."
Lauren's smile grew warmer, eyes lighting up. "Leon did? That's wonderful. He's such a capable boy, always so confident and charming. I'm happy for him. He deserves it."
She noticed the box in Ryan's hands. "What's that you're holding?"
Ryan held it out, grateful for something to focus on. "It's for you. Leon told me not to open it and just give it to you"
Lauren's eyes lit up even more. She took the box, turning it over in her hands, fingers tracing the red ribbon. "For me? From Leon?"
"Yeah. He said it's a gift from him."
Lauren looked pleased, cheeks pink with a little flush. "That's so thoughtful of him. He's always so sweet."
Ryan nodded toward the box. "Are you going to open it now?"
Lauren laughed soft and placed a warm hand on his cheek, the touch gentle. "He told you not to open it, right? I'll wait and open it later in my room. Gifts are more fun when you take your time."
She turned to go inside, box tucked under her arm.
As she walked past, Ryan's eyes dropped to her ass. The cheeks moved smooth with every step, round and perfect. He looked closer at the crack between them.
No cucumber sticking out.
He thought maybe she had taken it out during the day, or the hypnosis had worn off somehow.
"Mom… where's the cucumber? Did you take it out?"
Lauren paused at the door, looking a little hesitant for the first time. She turned back to face him, breasts shifting with the movement. "It's… still inside, honey."
Ryan blinked, confused. "What? Where...? You mean..."
As the realisation hit ryan, he understood that he couldn't see it because its now whole inside her.
Lauren nodded, smiling like it was no big deal. "Yes. This morning after you left, I forgot it was there and sat down a little hard by mistake. The whole thing just… slipped all the way in."
Ryan's mouth opened, but no sound came out at first.
Lauren continued casual. "It's actually more convenient this way. Nothing sticking out, so I can move and work freely. I feel much better, honestly."
Ryan tried to say something, concern rising in his voice. "But Mom, is that safe? You should—"
Lauren cut him off gentle, hand still on his cheek. "Don't worry, sweetie. I can take it out anytime if I need to. It's fine, really."
She walked inside toward her room, hips swaying, box in hand.
Ryan stood on the balcony a minute longer, staring at nothing, mind racing.
Time passed slow after that. He went to his room and tried homework, but the numbers blurred on the page. His thoughts kept going back to his mom walking around with a whole cucumber buried inside her, naked, acting like it was normal.
Later he went downstairs and turned on the TV, flipping channels without really watching anything. The sun set outside, sky turning orange then purple then dark.
Then the doorbell rang.
Ryan looked around quick. No sign of his mom coming out. He remembered she was naked all the time now, no clothes ever.
Thank God she's in her room, he thought. If someone saw her like that…
He stood up fast and went to the door.
He opened it.
Leon stood there, grinning wide, bags of snacks and drinks in his arms. "Hey, bro! Ready for the party?"
To be continued…
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