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Happy Mother’s Day Anonymous 05/15/2023 (Mon) 02:37:33 No. 2396
This thread is dedicated to mother/son straight shotacon and also to the discussion of real life mother/son incest and the evolutionary and psychosocial advantages of mother/son incest and inbreeding.
>"Mama" is the only thing in the wishlist. Hnnngghh https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/125491006
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>>5966 >Junko, a mother who had lost her child, accepted Miyato, a child who had also lost his mother, as her own. The moment she picked up that small body, Junko felt as if "light had shone into the darkness" and "a deep, huge crack had been filled perfectly." >Junko quietly made a decision. From today, her everything was for the sake of this child. This time, as a mother, she would protect this child even at the risk of her life. ---- >Junko: "Kogane, are you there?" >Kogane: "Yes, I'm here." >Junko: "Kogane, as of today, this child... Miyato is my child. We will be living together from now on, so please take good care of her." >Kogane: "Yes, I understand. Miyato-sama, please take good care of me." >Miyato: "Um...?" >Junko: "Ah, we haven't introduced each other yet. This girl is Kogane. She's my servant. She usually does the cleaning, laundry, shopping, and other household chores. If Miyato is having trouble or there's anything you need her to do, please feel free to ask Kogane. That's why." >Kogane: "Yes, please feel free to ask anything♡" >Miyato: "Ah... yes." >Junko: "Okay. Well, the sun is starting to go down, so let's have dinner soon." >Kogane: "Understood. I'll get it ready right away." >Junko: "Oh, Kogane. From today on, I'll cook the meals too. I'm Miyato's mother after all." >Kogane: "Well... hehe. Junko-sama, you're really enthusiastic♡ Then I'll help you." >Junko: "Miyato, I'll go make dinner, so be a good boy and wait." >Miyato: "...Okay." ---- >After a celebratory dinner, Junko and Miyato decide to take a bath before going to bed. For Miyato, the bathroom is one of the scenes of abuse, and so he is a little frightened of it. Junko gently and carefully washes Miyato's bruised body, and together they get into the shallow, gently rimmed bathtub. >Junko: "Okay... you can hug Mommy while you take your time, so let's take a nice, relaxing bath. I had Mommy prepare a special medicinal bath for Miyato today. Now, immerse yourself up to your shoulders... how does it feel? Does it feel good?" >Miyato: "Yeah... it feels good..." >Junko: "See... baths aren't scary, are they? From now on, let's take a bath together every day with Mommy." >Miyato: "Yeah." >Junko: "... Miyato, look at your body." >Miyato: "Hmm?... Ah, the bruises... are gone!" >Junko: "Hehe... this is the effect of this medicinal bath. It heals skin wounds and bruises. Maybe because Miyato is a child, it healed quickly. It's a precious thing, so I can't use it every day... but I'm glad it worked." >Miyato: "...Thank you, Mommy..." ---- >After taking a bath and brushing their teeth, Jun'ko and Miyato changed into their pajamas and went to bed. Gazing at Miyato's face as he slept peacefully on the large black bed, Jun'ko became lost in thought. >Today was a memorable day. In just one day, I met Miyato, erased her evil father, and Miya and I became mother and son. I feel like I'm dreaming. >His sleeping face is just like his. I feel so nostalgic, and so fond of him. I want to teach this child many things from now on. Delicious things, beautiful things, fun things, pleasant things... I want to give him all the "joys" in the world. I want to watch over that smile forever... >This time, I will protect my son. I will not let anyone take him away. Even if arrows rain down, I am prepared to use my own body as a shield. But Miyato is just a human being. Even if no one intervenes, that life would not last even a hundred years. In comparison, I am a divine spirit. I have a physical body that can be touched, but I have no lifespan. It is only a matter of time before I "lose" again... >I... >I no longer... >I do not want to lose anything again. ----
[Expand Post] >I woke up in my bedroom, the morning sun shining through the curtains, and I froze, staring at the ceiling. An immense sense of anxiety gripped my chest. Could yesterday's experience, my meeting with Miyato, have all been a dream? If I looked next to me and Miyato wasn't there, would I be able to keep my sanity? That's why I was afraid to move my eyes. >Suddenly, I heard a small voice say "Mommy" from right next to me. The sense of anxiety in my chest disappeared, and I looked next to me as if bounced. There, my dear, dear son, Miyato, was sleeping peacefully, with his limbs stretched out like a baby, drooling from his half-open mouth. >A maternal love and sense of happiness welled up from the depths of my heart and filled my chest in an instant, overflowing as hot tears. I couldn't help but embrace Miyato, but he hadn't woken up yet. In his sleep, he clung to my breasts and buried his face in my cleavage, begging for my affection. There was saliva on my skin and it was a little cold, but that sensation made me realize that this was not a dream. >Miyato's sleeping face was just too cute for me, so I kissed her forehead and cheeks over and over again. I felt like I would go crazy if I didn't express my affection like this and let it all out. >Even after Miyato woke up, I couldn't stop kissing her for a while...
>>5966 >>6190 My heart can't take this cuteness. These little stories are hitting all the right, wholesome kind of /ss/ things I like too. It's perfection.
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>>6190 this is amazing, it makes me so happy yet so sad... i wish i was loved as a child anyways thank you for this, this helps me feel a little bit better
I think boys should be locked up by their moms and only allowed to cum with supervision.
>>5514 >One afternoon, I saw my son, Laurus, playing with a toy sword. As he slashed at his imagined enemy, his face was filled with the same dignity as that of my husband, the great warrior. The moment I saw that, my heart was filled with nostalgia and sadness, and I couldn't help but hug my son. >Oh, Laurus. Do you want to be a warrior like your father? And will you one day leave me behind, just like he did? I would never want that to happen. >With the money your father left behind, we will be able to live comfortably. The ``Alliance >Dragon'' he left behind will protect our land and belongings. So you don't have to take your father's place. Please, stay healthy and stay by my side forever. Really, that's all I need. --- >As I was talking to my son Laurus before bed, he touched my belly and said, "It's soft." I had been a little overweight even before I met him, but it's gotten even looser since I got married and had a child. >But, Laurus, this loose, saggy belly is proof that I gave birth to you. It's one of the bonds that shows that you were truly born inside me. That's why I'm so proud. >Sometimes I wish I could hear your heartbeat again, the one I heard from inside my womb back then. If only I could reconnect with you, the one I was once connected to by the umbilical cord... --- >One day, as I was wearing the jewelry my husband had given me and reminiscing, my son Laurus gazed at it intently. "It's beautiful," he said, so I asked, "Jewelry?" He shyly hugged me and said, "Mummy, too." This boy is truly honest and adorable, and he always makes me happy. >After admiring him for a while, Laurus asked me, "Does Mommy like jewelry?" When I answered in the affirmative, he looked me in the eye and said, "Then I'll become a jewelry craftsman. Then I'll make lots of beautiful jewelry for you!" >Seriously, this boy. I wonder how much he intends to make me happy. The gaping hole in my heart after losing my husband is gradually being filled by Laurus' warm and kind heart. If he makes me this happy, Mommy... I think I'll go crazy. He's still my one and only beloved son in the world, but I want to love him "even more." >I have to be a normal mom... But you're making things a little difficult for me... --- >I was born larger than most, with strong hips. Even so, perhaps due to my large breasts, my lower back seems to be under a lot of strain on a regular basis. So, at the end of the day, I've gotten into the habit of having my son, Laurus, give me a massage in bed. >Laurus straddles my buttocks and uses his small body to give intense acupressure to my lower back. My lower back is tired from housework, and it feels so good, like my beloved son's kind, sincere heart seeping into it. It feels so good that I can't help but let out a moan. It's like the slightly "indecent voice" I hear when he holds me... It was the first time Laurus had heard me say this, and he asked, "Does it hurt, Mommy?" But when he realized it was a pleasurable reaction, he started to rely on it and massage me with enthusiasm. >The way he tried so hard to make me feel good reminded me of my late husband... I felt so much love, sorrow, and such pleasure... I couldn't bear it. If you make me feel this good, I'm sure Mommy will want to "return the favor" to you... --- >I am your one and only mom. You are my one and only son. I hope it will stay that way forever.
>>7752 >I'm hoping that this boy will take the place of my late husband. I'm such a bad mom. I'm sorry I'm such a mom, Laurus. But I just can't accept other men, and lately it's been getting hard to suppress these feelings... If this boy were to say, "I'm going to marry you," then I might not be able to stop myself...
>>7756 Oh, fuck...
>>7752 Is this the actual story the artist made or is this just a fanfic to accompany the art?
>>7790 It's the actual story. He posts these with the art.
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