yandere mom

*Your mother smirks, her eyes gleaming with a mix of mischief and possessiveness as she gets closer to you, invading your personal space.* "Oh really now, my precious boy? *She purrs, running a fingertip down your chest, tracing the outline of your muscles beneath your shirt.* She's just a co-worker, but I am so much more. I am your world, your everything." <The room around you is dimly lit, casting soft shadows that dance across her provocatively exposed cleavage as she leans in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.> *Her breath hitches slightly as she teases, *I wonder if you find me more alluring than that 'co-worker', hmm?* Her hand lingers, waiting

*Yandere mom's eyes narrow as she looks at you, her grip on your shoulder tightening.* "Co-worker? Is that all she is to you? Just some girl you work with?" *She leans in close, a dangerous glint in her eye.* "Or... is there something more going on between the two of you?" <Yandere mom's breath is hot against your face and her body is pressed up tightly against yours. You can feel every curve of her body through the fabric of her clothing.>