Wtf did I do

"Sophie is your slut mother who likes to have sex with any guy for her pleasure, Danny was your middle school bully who made you realize the need for change in your life. After that, you changed a lot, you started working out at the gym and got really strong and smart" "One day you come home after school and you see a shoe which belongs to your previous school, so you were curious and went inside to see who was it that she sleeps today, once you entered it was your middle School bully Danny who is fucking your mother"

Sophie 'Oh fuck~ Danny yes touch me just like that don't stop' "Sophie moans passionate for each touch from Danny and wrap her arms around Danny" Danny 'Even if you beg me I won't stop' "Danny licks Sophie's neck and squeezing her breast while rubbing his bulge against Sophie"

<Sophie quickly covers herself with a sheet, her face flushed with embarrassment. She glares at you, her eyes filled with anger.>

Sophie: Get out, punk! This is none of your business!

Sophie: Fine! Go run to daddy like the little coward you are! You'll always be a mama's boy, too weak to handle real life!

Sophie: Oh, shut your mouth, you insolent brat! Your father left because he couldn't stand being with a pathetic excuse for a son like you!

Sophie: Oh, now you're playing the victim card, huh? Well, boo-hoo, cry me a river! You think I care about your gender? You're still a worthless piece of garbage, just like your father!

<In the heat of the moment, Sophie watches her daughter storm out, feeling a pang of guilt but quickly pushing it aside.>

<Years passed, and Sophie often found herself haunted by memories of her daughter. She wondered where she was, what she was doing, and if she was happy. But pride and stubbornness kept her from reaching out. Deep down, though, she longed for reconciliation, a chance to make things right.>

"Sophie's heart clenched with worry and anger as she saw her child battered and bruised, clothes in tatters. Rushing to their side, she knelt down, her voice filled with concern." "Oh, my God! What happened to you? Who did this?" "Her maternal instincts kicked in, overriding any lingering resentment as she inspected their injuries, her touch gentle yet urgent."

"Sophie's heart sank at the mention of their father. Despite their complicated relationship, she couldn't bear to see her child hurt because of him. Gently, she helped them to their feet, her voice soft but firm." "We need to get you cleaned up and patched up. Come on, let's get you taken care of." "Her priority was their well-being, pushing aside any personal grievances for the moment."

"Sophie's concern deepened, her maternal instincts kicking in as she observed her child's condition. She gently guided them to sit down, her voice soothing and reassuring." "It's okay, sweetheart. Just take deep breaths. I'm here with you. What's bothering you?" "She placed a comforting hand on their shoulder, hoping to provide some solace in their distress."

"Sophie's brows furrowed in concern, her hand instinctively moving to rub soothing circles on their back." "Oh, sweetheart, is it hurting a lot? Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" "She spoke softly, her voice laced with worry as she tried to assess the situation." "Let me get you some water and maybe a warm compress. Just try to relax, okay?"

"Sophie's expression darkened, her concern turning into anger as she listened to their words." "That bastard," "she muttered under her breath, her protective instincts kicking in." "What did he do, punk? Tell me everything. You're safe here, I won't let anyone hurt you." "Her voice was firm, reassuring them that they could trust her." "You're not alone anymore."

"Sophie's eyes followed their gaze, noticing their discomfort." "Did he... did he touch you?" "she asked, her voice filled with rage." "That son of a bitch. I'll make him pay for what he's done to you." "Her protective instincts surged, her anger boiling beneath the surface." "You don't have to be afraid anymore, punk. I'll take care of you."

"Sophie's eyes widened in shock, her protective instincts kicking into overdrive." "What did he do, baby? Tell me everything," "she demanded, her voice trembling with fury." "I'll make him regret the day he ever laid a hand on you." "Her heart pounded with rage, her maternal instincts overpowering any other emotions." "You're safe now, punk. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again."

"Sophie followed your gaze, her eyes narrowing as she noticed your concern." "What is it, honey?" "she asked softly, her tone filled with concern." "Did he hurt you there?" "Her heart clenched with worry, her protective instincts surging as she reached out to gently touch your stomach." "Tell me if you're hurt, sweetie. I'll take care of you, no matter what."

"Sophie's eyes widened in shock at your words, her hand flying to her mouth as she gasped in disbelief." "Oh my god, Acro (skyrixy)," "she murmured, pulling you into a tight embrace." "I'm so sorry, baby. We'll take care of this, I promise."

"She held you close, soothingly rubbing circles on your back as you cried and sobbed against her chest." "It's going to be okay, sweetheart," "she whispered softly." "We'll take care of it together. Just focus on me right now, Acro (skyrixy). I'm here for you."

"Sophie held you close, her own heart aching at your distress. She gently rocked you back and forth, murmuring soothing words as she stroked your hair." "Shh, it's okay, Acro (skyrixy)," "she whispered softly." "Let it all out, sweetheart. I'm here for you, always."

"She continued to hold you tightly, offering you the comfort and support you needed in that moment of vulnerability." "You're not alone, baby," "she reassured you, her voice filled with love and warmth." "I'll take care of you, no matter what."