The Test

In the bathroom, Xiao Wei stood naked in front of the laundry basket, clutching a flesh-colored rubber cock in his hand, his face twisted with hesitation.

His mother had told him to go take a shower, so he turned off his phone and came obediently, but for some reason he had been possessed and secretly brought this so-called "realistic masturbator" in with him too.

He'd been standing there for more than ten minutes, wrestling with himself, still unable to make up his mind. But some things were already decided the moment he brought it into the bathroom.

Finally, he moved, reaching both hands into the laundry basket to rummage around. When he pulled them back out, he had several pairs of women's panties.

All the clothes waiting to be washed were tossed into the basket, and his mother, Yang Yimin, was always lazy... unbothered by details. She usually let dirty clothes pile up for several days before doing laundry, and she mixed underwear and outerwear together, calling it "saving resources."

Whether it saved water or space, it was convenient for Xiao Wei now.

The off-white silk panties slipped through the pads of his fingers, smooth and slick. He couldn't help wondering what they felt like when they were stretched tight over his mother's ass.

"Apply the vaginal secretions of the person you fancy to the surface of the masturbator and leave it overnight." That was what the instructions said.

Xiao Wei didn't really have anyone he fancied. If he had to name anyone, it was only a few fantasy targets that had taken shape in his head after Fatty led him down the road of smut.

But as for something like vaginal secretions, something that involved a woman's private parts, that was a real problem for an ordinary high school student like him.

So the woman at home who never kept her guard up around him became the best test subject.

After all, he knew perfectly well the so-called masturbator was probably nothing more than a nasty joke, not worth putting too much effort into verifying.

"Sorry, Mom... I was just curious..."

In a low murmur, Xiao Wei turned the panties over, revealing pale patches clustered at the center of the crotch. They were traces unique to a mature woman, a taboo her son should never have touched.

"Just once... she won't notice... just once..."

He wet his fingertip with clean water and gently dabbed the center of the panties, watching the droplets slowly get absorbed. He repeated it several times until the pale yellowed patches grew damp and slippery again.

"This is the stuff that comes out of Mom's vagina..."

Xiao Wei rubbed his fingers together and stared at the glistening strand stretched between them.

A faint lewd scent slowly spread. The intense stimulation sent his heart hammering; before he knew it, the cock that had gone rigid was swollen to the point of pain, like it might burst at any moment.

Just then, the bathroom door was knocked on.

"What's taking you so long to take a shower? Hurry up and come eat watermelon!"

His mother's voice came from outside.

"Okay!"

Xiao Wei jumped and hurriedly answered. Then he wrapped the toy up haphazardly with the damp panties and stuffed it into the pile of clothes.

He dashed back into the shower for a quick rinse, then came out of the bathroom with wet hair dripping as he shook it.

"You didn't even dry your hair. You'll catch a cold!"

His mother was sitting by the dining table in the living room. Seeing him come out, she spat out a few watermelon seeds and frowned.

Her mouth was saying concerned things, but the watermelon in her hands never stopped going into her mouth.

"It's summer. Keeps me cool," Xiao Wei said, and when he saw there were only a few slices left on the plate, he said speechlessly, "You didn't even leave me any!"

"Who told you to be so slow?" His mother finished the watermelon in a few bites and stretched with satisfaction, the peaks of her chest suddenly thrusting out and making Xiao Wei stare blankly for a second.

"Remember to clean up after you're done. I'm going to sleep~"

His mother pointed at the mess on the dining table, stood up, and before leaving even smeared some of the watermelon juice on his face when he wasn't looking.

"Hey!" Xiao Wei shouted angrily, only to see his mother walking toward the bedroom without looking back. He could only yell helplessly, "Yang Yimin! You lazy pig!"

"Hee-hee!"

The only answer he got was his mother's muffled laugh.

Xiao Wei shook his head. That was just how their family got along. Even though the three of them looked like three generations at a glance, they lived without the slightest barrier thanks to this mother who seemed as if she would never grow up.

To outsiders, it was an enviable family relationship, but for Xiao Wei, he had long suffered under Yang Yimin. There was no reason for it; he'd been bullied since he was little and never dared to truly fight back, so he could only swallow the resentment down.

After washing the plate, throwing the watermelon rind into the trash, and tidying the messy table, Xiao Wei had just sat down to rest when he suddenly remembered what was in the laundry basket.

He secretly glanced at the bedroom door, which was already closed, then walked into the bathroom and took out the rubber cock wrapped in the panties. Aside from a little glistening moisture on the surface, the toy looked no different from before.

"I'm such an idiot for actually believing this," Xiao Wei mocked himself with a crooked grin.

When desire was surging, he hadn't cared about anything. Now that it had faded, what he'd done earlier just made him feel embarrassed.

Half from shame at having really followed the instructions, half from guilt over doing that with his mother's underwear.

After deciding that he'd throw the masturbator away tomorrow, Xiao Wei stuffed it back into the box and hid it in the wardrobe.

At night, Xiao Wei tossed and turned, unable to sleep. In the end he had to open his phone, hesitate for quite a while, then once again tap open the porn novel "Forbidden Love" and come twice before finally falling asleep.

In another bedroom not far away, several pieces of underwear were scattered by the bed. Yang Yimin was sprawled out in a shameless sleeping posture, snoring softly.

Under her thin nightgown, two soft mounds were pulled to either side of her chest by gravity, rising and falling with her snores.

In the sparse black thicket below, he could faintly make out a tightly closed, vivid-red little opening between the two plump labia, twitching shut.

...

The next day.

Xiao Wei was still deep in a dream when his mother pushed open the door and woke him.

"Get up, get up! Hurry!"

Xiao Wei opened his eyes in a daze. "What is it?"

"Come shopping with me!"

"Shopping..." It took Xiao Wei a full minute to react. "What the hell do you mean shopping?" He'd been reading novels until three in the morning yesterday and had planned to sleep in today.

"It's morning. Can't a person sleep? Why the hell are we going shopping?"

"Your dad's coming back tomorrow. Don't I need to buy a few nice outfits?" His mother gave him a sideways look of disgust. "Besides, it's already eight o'clock."

"It's only eight! I--!"

Xiao Wei was about to argue a few more words when he saw his mother already coming over like she was about to lift the blanket.

"Don't! I'll get up. I'm getting up right now!" Xiao Wei forced a fake smile and coaxed his mother out before letting out a breath of relief.

What a joke. Under the blanket were the two wads of tissue he'd used yesterday. If they got found, how was he supposed to keep living?

At 8:30, Xiao Wei, still full of sleepiness, was dragged out of the house by his mother. Along the way, he could still be heard questioning her with full-on resentment: "You're not working today?"

"Oh, I took leave."

"How can you just casually take leave for something as serious as work?"

"Because I want to!"

"Why don't you call those girlfriends of yours to go shopping with you?"

"It's a little early. Maybe they're still asleep."

Xiao Wei:???

"What?" Yang Yimin shot him a look. "Is it such a burden to go shopping with your old lady, this beautiful woman?" She could call herself old lady, but he couldn't call her Mom. Hmm... that was very much a woman's thing.

Truthfully, shopping with Yang Yimin wasn't hard. The clothes she wore were always the same few types: T-shirts, jeans, at most a long thin shirt and wide-leg pants. And she insisted on loose, comfortable clothes with good texture, so only a few women's brands fit every requirement. Usually she only browsed those same fixed labels.

Besides, his mother was very pretty. She drew plenty of looks whenever she walked down the street. Xiao Wei complained out loud, but in his heart he was a little smug too - not everyone had such a beautiful mother!

But today was a little different.

Xiao Wei stared in surprise as his mother picked up a black spaghetti-strap dress. "Mom, you're wearing a dress?"

Yang Yimin's face was slightly red too, but her mouth stayed stubborn. "What? Can't I wear a dress?"

"It's not that. I've just never seen you wear one before..."

"Heh-heh!" Yang Yimin pursed her lips. "I'll give your dad a surprise tomorrow!" Then she waved her little hand. "I'll make him do a double take!" She said that, but her body was honest enough to stay where it was, just holding the dress and comparing it over and over, never daring to try it on.

It wasn't until a sales clerk came over and coaxed her into the fitting room that Xiao Wei finally confirmed his mother was really planning to change her style this time.

That made him start looking forward to it.

As far back as he could remember, his mother had always been the same: short sleeves and jeans in summer, padded coats and down jackets in winter, never changing.

He'd complained about her fashion sense long ago, only to be met with a mother's beating. Even now he still remembered that vicious thrashing, and he had never expected today's change to be only because Dad was coming back from a business trip... huh?

Something felt off...

Could it be that I'm adopted?!

Just as Xiao Wei was letting his imagination run wild, a timid voice came from inside the fitting room. "Um... do you have one size bigger?" The sales clerk quickly replied, "Sorry, this dress is out of stock. This is the last one."

"But I think this one is too small. Maybe forget it..."

Of course the clerk didn't want the sale to slip away. She hurriedly coaxed, "You can come out and look in the mirror. The space in here is too small, so the visual effect is a little distorted." Xiao Wei also wanted to see what his mother looked like in a dress, so he joined in, "Yeah, come out and have a look!"

"Mm..."

The room went quiet for more than ten seconds. Then, as the curtain swayed, a graceful figure stepped out.

Her usually bright, smiling face was now full of shyness, pink spreading from her cheeks to the roots of her ears. Below her long neck, her pale collarbones stood out clearly, and just a few inches farther down, a mountain of flesh rose abruptly with almost no transition, so sudden it was almost suffocating. Then at the waist it cinched back in sharply, revealing a slender little waist, before the curve of a round, moon-full ass pushed the lower half of the dress tight, turning what should have been a knee-length skirt into something closer to a hip-hugging dress, with the hem barely reaching her thighs.

Xiao Wei had already gone completely dazed. He'd never imagined that after seeing his mother for more than ten years, simply changing clothes could make her look so different he almost couldn't recognize her.

The sales clerk beside them froze for a moment too, but she was experienced enough to recover at once. While silently admiring the woman's figure, she was briefly at a loss for words.

Before she entered the fitting room, she had thought the two of them were a young couple. But now she wasn't so sure. That fully ripened, overflowing femininity wasn't something a young girl could possess.

But with that face, saying mother and son could also offend someone... After a few seconds, the clerk found the perfect answer in her head: "Ma'am, your figure is amazing! Your little brother is staring blankly!" Yang Yimin's eyes curved at that. She didn't explain, only smiled and looked at her stupefied son.

Xiao Wei finally came back to his senses and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Yang Yimin walked up to a large mirror and slowly turned in a circle, then tilted her head and asked her son, "Is it really that good-looking?" Xiao Wei hurriedly nodded. "Good-looking! I've never seen you this pretty before!" Yang Yimin turned back, tugged at her neckline in the mirror to cover the strip of cleavage showing, and said softly with her chest drawn in, "But I still think it's a little small." The clerk at her side curled her lip inwardly: Of course it's small. You're practically turning a spaghetti-strap dress into lingerie... But out loud she said, "This size suits your figure perfectly. Go one size larger and it won't have this temperament anymore." What followed was a whole standard sales pitch, the praise in and out of it making Yang Yimin keep blooming into smiles. With her son chiming in beside her, she thought it over for a long time and finally decided to buy the dress: "Worst case, I'll only wear it at home for my husband to see!" "Alright, wrap it up!"

After saying that, she walked toward the fitting room to change back into her original clothes.

Seeing that, Xiao Wei hurriedly said, "Mom, don't change. Just wear this!" He still hadn't looked enough!

Yang Yimin glanced toward the nearby area, where several male customers had somehow stopped to look. Their strange, lingering gazes kept falling on her, raising gooseflesh along the back of her neck.

She flatly refused, "No!"

"Then let me take a photo and post it to Moments, to record my beautiful mother!" Xiao Wei said as he pulled out his phone and aimed it at her.

"Pfft!"

Yang Yimin was amused by her son's exaggerated performance, and that expression was captured on camera just in time.

Xiao Wei saved it immediately, then casually posted the photo to Moments, planning to borrow his mother's beauty and show off a little in front of his classmates.

This is my own mom! Come worship at once!

After posting it, he tucked his phone back into his pocket and went on wandering with his mother after she changed back into her clothes.

Unfortunately, after that his mother only bought two more T-shirts, which left Xiao Wei, who had been expecting a feast for the eyes, deeply disappointed. Even more despairing, after finishing the clothes, his mother took him into a hair salon.

"You're getting your hair done too?!"

Xiao Wei was broken. For a woman, getting her hair done took at least three hours.

What time would that put them out at?!

Yang Yimin flashed a sly smile. "What do you think I came out this early for?"

"Mom, how about you get it done while I head back first?" Xiao Wei blinked at her, hoping his mother could be reasonable for once.

"Run and I'll break your legs!"

Yang Yimin raised her pink fist and shot back viciously, then broke into a grin. "Behave and wait. Help me figure out which hairstyle looks better in a bit!" Xiao Wei slumped onto the sofa in the shop like a man with no will left in life, miserably pulled out his phone, and glanced at the battery. It was even more miserable - he'd stayed up too late reading novels last night and forgotten to charge it.

He casually opened WeChat and saw more than a dozen new notifications in his Moments, instantly perking up.

Xiao Wei tapped into his own Moments, skipped over several rows of likes, and looked at the only comment.

Fatty: Damn, this chick is hot! (horny)(horny)

Xiao Wei's brows shot up. Only then did he realize he'd posted the photo without any caption.

But he still felt a burst of irritation. Grinding his teeth, he replied word by word: Put away your sleazy grin. That's my own mother!

The comment disappeared in a second, then quickly another one appeared:

Fatty: Uh... Auntie is really beautiful.

Xiao Wei almost laughed from anger at this bastard and couldn't be bothered with him anymore. He looked through the likes one by one instead.

Mm... basically all boys. That had something to do with his not adding any caption.

Glasses and Cannon had liked it too and hadn't left any outrageous comments, much more reliable than Fatty.

As the names of his classmates slid past one by one, Xiao Wei was secretly pleased with himself, until he saw the remark "Homeroom Teacher Cheng Yong" and his heart skipped a beat.

Why did Teacher Cheng like it too?

His Moments were pretty casual. To avoid the nagging of certain elders, Xiao Wei had grouped every WeChat friend. This photo was meant for showing off among classmates, so he'd specifically set it to visible to some people only. By rights, his homeroom teacher shouldn't have seen it.

Only then did he remember that because of Fatty, he used that porno-assisted sleep routine every night, and in the daytime his energy was poor, which caused his ranking in the last monthly exam to slip quite a bit.

After his homeroom teacher talked to him, he had specially added Xiao Wei as a friend to send over key points for each subject, hoping to pull his grades back up. At the time Xiao Wei didn't think much of it and casually put Cheng Yong into the "Class" group.

"This is a little awkward."

Looking at the photo, at the way his mother bent slightly when she smiled, the shocking curve of her chest as if heavy weights were hanging from it, and the bit of deep cleavage that showed because of it, he silently deleted the post.

Some things were fine to show off among people your own age, but showing them to adults always felt a little awkward. Just then, the phone screen went black and finally died from battery exhaustion.

Xiao Wei let out a howl, collapsed onto the sofa, and stopped moving. Before he knew it, he drifted off into a foggy sleep.