Is adopting allowed here? >The Road to the Abyss >On a rare day off, Junko goes down to the village for a leisurely stroll. Having lost her husband and her son to murder, watching the village children playing innocently is the greatest comfort to her. >Suddenly, she spots a young boy wandering around unsteadily, not joining the group of happy-looking children. Curious, she looks at him and her eyes widen in shock. >The boy's appearance is extremely similar to that of her own son, who was once her most beloved, but whose young life was cruelly taken by Chang'e's schemes. >Junko cannot help but run over to the boy and try to embrace him. However, seeing fear on the boy's face, she comes to her senses and stops moving. Looking closely from up close, she can see that the face, skin, eye color, and even hair color and texture are frighteningly similar to her son's. >Unable to help but feel a sense of "fate," Junko invites the boy to her home. After thinking for a moment, the boy quietly nods and follows Junko... ---- >Junko brought home a boy who looked just like his son, whom he had met in the village. After making tea for both of them and sitting across from him, Junko felt a sense of nostalgia as if he had gone back to his old days, and an overflowing love for his son whom he thought he had lost. >Junko looked at the boy with the same gaze he had once given his son, but the boy seemed nervous, just looked down and didn't say a word, nor did he take a sip of the tea that was offered to him. Seeing the boy like that, Junko spoke to him gently. >Junko: "Hehe...There's no need to be nervous, boy. Just think of this as your own home and make yourself comfortable." >The boy looked at Junko with anxious eyes. >Junko: "...Don't look like that. It's okay, I just...want to talk with you while drinking tea like this. That's enough for me, so...would you like to talk to me?" >Hearing her words, the boy nodded slightly and took a sip of the tea with milk and sugar. >Junko: "Thank you. Well then, first of all... what's your name? Can you tell me?" >Boy: "Um... Miyato..." >Junko: "...I see. So your name is Miyato. Do you have a mom and dad?" >Miyato: "Well... my mom... isn't here. Now... with my dad..." >Junko: "Oh... is that so. What's your dad like? Is he kind?" >Miyato: "..." >The boy looked away feeling guilty when asked that question, and went quiet... ---- >When asked about his father, the boy lowered his eyes and fell silent. Then, his hands gradually began to shake, spilling tea from the teacup he was holding. >Miyato: "Ah...!" >Junko: "Oh no! You'll get burned, take off your clothes quickly!" >Miyato: "Um... but..." >Junko: "Don't worry, we have some children's clothes at home. I'll lend you some of my clothes while I wash those. So come on, let's take them off." >Miyato: "..."

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>Junko took off the boy's tea-stained clothes with practiced hands. >Junko: "...!?" >The boy's exposed upper body had multiple bruises. The bruises clearly looked like marks from being hit with hands or feet. >Junko: "Miyato... what's with these bruises?" >Miyato: "..." >I thought it might be a fight between children. However, these bruises were all in positions that couldn't be seen from the outside if he was wearing clothes. Jun'ko bent down and, meeting the boy's gaze, asked him. >Jun'ko: "Hey, Miyato. Look me in the eye. And please, answer honestly. Who gave you these bruises?" >Miyato: "My father..." >Jun'ko: "Do you know why that is?" >Miyato: "I don't know..." >Why was the boy just walking around instead of playing with his friends in the village? >Was he "running away"? >From his father's violence. >Because he didn't want to stay inside the house. >Because if he was found, he would be taken back again. >Jun'ko felt the "dark flame" that had been smoldering inside him ignite again... ---- >The boy looked exactly like her lost son, and even his circumstances were similar to her son's. When Junko heard this, she was convinced. This encounter was fate. She believed that heaven had given her an opportunity to clear her regrets as a mother for not being able to protect her son. >Junko's hatred for her husband and Chang'e, which she had hidden deep in her heart, was rekindled, but she maintained a calm face and approached the boy. >Junko: "Hey, Miyato. You're scared of your father, aren't you? That's why you ran away from home, isn't it?" >Miyato: "Yes." >Junko: "I see. Then you should give up on that father. And become my child. I can use a spell. If you're willing, I can make your father disappear right here and now, and make me your mother." >Miyato: "..." >The boy nodded, his eyes downcast. >Junko: "...Okay. Now...close your eyes for a bit." >Miyato: "..." >As the boy closes his eyes, Junko places his hand on the birthmark and recites a spell. Long ago, Junko was absorbed in searching for a "curse" to avenge his grudge against Chang'e. This is one of the sorceries he discovered. It is a technique to "curse those who have hurt you" using the scars on his body as a catalyst. Junko took the hatred he once felt towards Chang'e and her husband, which made his heart sting, and bleed red, and poured it into the "curse" he cast on Miyato's father. >The powerful "curse" that was activated flew in the direction of the village, flickering like a flame. >That night, a man died in the village. According to the person who found him, his face was distorted with fear, like that of an "oppressed child," and he was frozen in a twitch. ---- >Junko curses and kills the father who was abusing a boy who looked exactly like his lost son that he met in the village. He then strips the boy of his dirty clothes and dresses him in his son's clothes that he had carefully stored away. Then, right before his eyes, the son he had supposedly lost appears in perfect shape. Junko cannot help but shed hot tears. >Junko: "...!" >Miyato: "...Um...What do you think?" >Junko: "Yeah, it really...looks great on you. Really...really...!" >Miyato: "...Uh...Thank you, Junko." >Junko: "Hey, Miyato. Will you...call me...'Mom'?" >Miyato: "Uh...Yes...Mom." >Junko: "...Uh...Uh...! Now...We are real 'parents and children'. From now on, we'll live together here. I'll take care of you when you eat, bathe, and sleep. I'll help you with your studies too. So...I'll be looking after you from now on, Miyato...!" >Miyato: "Yes!" https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/125003858

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/125179146 https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/125168532

No sauce. Found on 4chan: https://boards.4chan.org/r9k/thread/79780181#p79792374

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/114899518 https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/52632214

>"Mama" is the only thing in the wishlist. Hnnngghh https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/125491006

>>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. ----

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>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.

>>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

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/126562998 https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/127642021 https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/128070309

[Yoshiyoshi-ya] I want to be bullied by my mom

I think boys should be locked up by their moms and only allowed to cum with supervision.

[Bu-chan] Inmu no Mama to Genjitsu no Okaa-san | Dream Mama vs Real Mother

https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/57912647 It's okay if mom gets some help right? https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/129189265 https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/128458966

>>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...

>>5335 >>5336 >>5337 >>7752 >>7753 >>5514 Beautiful.

>>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.