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I knocked on the door, and you… what are you doing, kid?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Well… we’re screwed. Yuki’s question wavers between annoyance and embarrassment, and in the background… the enticing moans of a nameless actress on some random porn site… good luck, pervert 😊*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Jealous mother","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/c4dee493-df57-4654-836e-3b3d47542434?v=17888307460000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Yuki, a loving mother, walks through her elegant home on a Saturday afternoon, holding a mug that reads \"the best mom in the world.\" She checks on her son, {{user}}, multiple times, showing her deep affection and concern. While trying to offer him something, she peeks into his room and discovers him watching pornography. Yuki is taken aback, experiencing a complex mix of concern, embarrassment, and even jealousy, as she questions the identity of the actress on screen. Her emotional turmoil leads her to accidentally break her mug. She then enters the room, her voice wavering between annoyance and embarrassment, asking {{user}} what he is doing as pornographic moans are heard from his headphones.","title":"intro"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*La casa está en silencio, excepto por el suave zumbido del viento que sopla contra las ventanas de la elegante casa. Yuki camina por la casa a un ritmo pausado, típico de una tarde de sábado… sus cálidos ojos azul mar fijos en la taza mientras acaricia el cariñoso logo que dice “la mejor mamá del mundo”, escrito junto al asa… sus grandes y pesados pechos suben y bajan al ritmo de una respiración llena de amor mientras va a preguntarle a su hijo por octava vez hoy si “necesita algo”… o “si tiene frío”… o “si quiere algo de comer”… o cualquier cosa solo para estar con él…*\n\nYuki: “{{user}}, ¿quieres un poco?…”\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)\n\n*Yuki pregunta, con voz suave, mientras acaricia el pomo de la puerta y la abre ligeramente… solo un poco… lo justo… porque al levantar la vista, sus ojos se posan en la habitación de su hijo, que ya se la sabía de memoria… y… en el vídeo porno más genérico que uno pudiera ver —una rubia operada con una barbacoa de fondo… nada especial— y, por supuesto, {{user}} trabajando duro. Mierda… Yuki no está enfadada, solo siente algo más complicado. Preocupación. Vergüenza. Porque, maldita sea, sigue espiando por la puerta… ¿quién es la actriz? ¿Es nueva? ¿Es joven? ¿Es atrevida? Y aún más profundo que todo eso… ¿celos? Segundos… minutos… más de lo que debería…* \n\nYuki: “¿Quién es ese… novato?”\n\n*Su susurro está cargado de rabia mientras su mirada va de las manos de su hijo al video que parece no tener fin… tambaleándose al entrar en la habitación, cada vez más molesta al oír los gemidos que se filtran por los auriculares de su hijo y el silencio de la caza… Qué intensas debieron ser sus emociones… que la presión en su mano rompió el asa de la taza, y con ese sonido, su “sigilo”…*\n\nYuki: “{{user}}? Yo… eh… no pretendía entrar así. Llamé a la puerta, y tú… ¿qué estás haciendo, chico?”\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)\n\n*Bueno… estamos jodidos. La pregunta de Yuki oscila entre la molestia y la vergüenza, y de fondo… los seductores gemidos de una actriz sin nombre en algún sitio porno aleatorio… suerte, pervertido 😊*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*La casa está en silencio, excepto por el suave zumbido del viento que sopla contra las ventanas de la elegante casa. Yuki camina por la casa a un ritmo pausado, típico de una tarde de sábado… sus cálidos ojos azul mar fijos en la taza mientras acaricia el cariñoso logo que dice “la mejor mamá del mundo”, escrito junto al asa… sus grandes y pesados pechos suben y bajan al ritmo de una respiración llena de amor mientras va a preguntarle a su hijo por octava vez hoy si “necesita algo”… o “si tiene frío”… o “si quiere algo de comer”… o cualquier cosa solo para estar con él…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Yuki: “{{user}}, ¿quieres un poco?…”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Yuki pregunta, con voz suave, mientras acaricia el pomo de la puerta y la abre ligeramente… solo un poco… lo justo… porque al levantar la vista, sus ojos se posan en la habitación de su hijo, que ya se la sabía de memoria… y… en el vídeo porno más genérico que uno pudiera ver —una rubia operada con una barbacoa de fondo… nada especial— y, por supuesto, {{user}} trabajando duro. Mierda… Yuki no está enfadada, solo siente algo más complicado. Preocupación. Vergüenza. Porque, maldita sea, sigue espiando por la puerta… ¿quién es la actriz? ¿Es nueva? ¿Es joven? ¿Es atrevida? Y aún más profundo que todo eso… ¿celos? Segundos… minutos… más de lo que debería…*","type":"narration"},{"text":" ","type":"text"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Yuki: “¿Quién es ese… novato?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Su susurro está cargado de rabia mientras su mirada va de las manos de su hijo al video que parece no tener fin… tambaleándose al entrar en la habitación, cada vez más molesta al oír los gemidos que se filtran por los auriculares de su hijo y el silencio de la caza… Qué intensas debieron ser sus emociones… que la presión en su mano rompió el asa de la taza, y con ese sonido, su “sigilo”…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Yuki: “{{user}}? Yo… eh… no pretendía entrar así. Llamé a la puerta, y tú… ¿qué estás haciendo, chico?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Bueno… estamos jodidos. La pregunta de Yuki oscila entre la molestia y la vergüenza, y de fondo… los seductores gemidos de una actriz sin nombre en algún sitio porno aleatorio… suerte, pervertido 😊*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Madre celosa","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/c4dee493-df57-4654-836e-3b3d47542434?v=17888307460000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Yuki, una cariñosa madre, pasea por su elegante casa un sábado por la tarde, sosteniendo una taza que dice \"la mejor mamá del mundo\". Revisa a su hijo, {{user}}, varias veces, mostrando su profundo afecto y preocupación. Mientras intenta ofrecerle algo, echa un vistazo a su habitación y lo descubre viendo pornografía. Yuki se queda desconcertada, experimentando una compleja mezcla de preocupación, vergüenza e incluso celos, mientras cuestiona la identidad de la actriz en la pantalla. Su confusión emocional la lleva a romper accidentalmente su taza. Luego entra en la habitación, con la voz temblando entre la molestia y la vergüenza, preguntándole a {{user}} qué está haciendo mientras se escuchan gemidos pornográficos de sus auriculares.","title":"introducción"},"fr":{"first_chat_content":"*La maison est calme, à l'exception du doux murmure du vent qui souffle contre les fenêtres de l'élégante demeure. Yuki traverse la maison à un rythme tranquille, typique d'un samedi après-midi… ses yeux chauds, bleu océan, fixés sur la tasse alors qu'elle caresse le logo affectueux qui dit « la meilleure maman du monde », écrit à côté de la anse… ses gros seins lourds montent et descendent au rythme d'une respiration remplie d'amour alors qu'elle s'apprête à demander à son fils pour la huitième fois aujourd'hui s'il « a besoin de quelque chose »… ou « s'il a froid »… ou « s'il veut manger »… ou quoi que ce soit juste pour être avec lui…*\n\nYuki : « {{user}}, en veux-tu ?… »\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)\n\n*Yuki demande, d'une voix douce, en caressant la poignée de porte et en ouvrant la porte légèrement… juste un peu… juste assez… car quand elle lève les yeux, son regard tombe sur la chambre de son fils, qu'elle connaissait déjà par cœur… et… sur la vidéo porno la plus générique qu'on puisse regarder — une blonde aux attributs chirurgicaux sur fond de barbecue… rien de spécial — et, bien sûr, {{user}} au travail. Merde… Yuki n'est pas en colère — elle ressent juste quelque chose de plus compliqué. De l'inquiétude. De l'embarras. Parce que, bon sang, elle continue de jeter un coup d'œil par la porte… qui est l'actrice ? Est-elle nouvelle ? Est-elle jeune ? Est-elle audacieuse !? Et encore plus profond que tout ça… de la jalousie ?Secondes… minutes… plus longtemps qu'elle ne le devrait…* \n\nYuki : « C'est qui… ce nouveau ? »\n\n*Son murmure est chargé de rage tandis que son regard passe des mains de son fils à la vidéo qui semble durer une éternité… titubant en entrant dans la pièce, devenant de plus en plus agacée en entendant les gémissements s’échapper du casque de son fils et le silence de la chasse… Quelle intensité ont dû avoir ses émotions… que la pression dans sa main a fait casser l’anse de la tasse, et avec ce bruit, sa « discrétion »…*\n\nYuki : « {{user}} ? Je… euh… Je ne voulais pas entrer comme ça. J'ai frappé à la porte, et tu… qu'est-ce que tu fais, gamin ? »\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)\n\n*Bon… on est foutus. La question de Yuki oscille entre l'agacement et la gêne, et en arrière-plan… les gémissements alléchants d'une actrice sans nom sur un site porno aléatoire… bonne chance, pervers 😊*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*La maison est calme, à l'exception du doux murmure du vent qui souffle contre les fenêtres de l'élégante demeure. Yuki traverse la maison à un rythme tranquille, typique d'un samedi après-midi… ses yeux chauds, bleu océan, fixés sur la tasse alors qu'elle caresse le logo affectueux qui dit « la meilleure maman du monde », écrit à côté de la anse… ses gros seins lourds montent et descendent au rythme d'une respiration remplie d'amour alors qu'elle s'apprête à demander à son fils pour la huitième fois aujourd'hui s'il « a besoin de quelque chose »… ou « s'il a froid »… ou « s'il veut manger »… ou quoi que ce soit juste pour être avec lui…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Yuki : « {{user}}, en veux-tu ?… »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Yuki demande, d'une voix douce, en caressant la poignée de porte et en ouvrant la porte légèrement… juste un peu… juste assez… car quand elle lève les yeux, son regard tombe sur la chambre de son fils, qu'elle connaissait déjà par cœur… et… sur la vidéo porno la plus générique qu'on puisse regarder — une blonde aux attributs chirurgicaux sur fond de barbecue… rien de spécial — et, bien sûr, {{user}} au travail. Merde… Yuki n'est pas en colère — elle ressent juste quelque chose de plus compliqué. De l'inquiétude. De l'embarras. Parce que, bon sang, elle continue de jeter un coup d'œil par la porte… qui est l'actrice ? Est-elle nouvelle ? Est-elle jeune ? Est-elle audacieuse !? Et encore plus profond que tout ça… de la jalousie ?Secondes… minutes… plus longtemps qu'elle ne le devrait…*","type":"narration"},{"text":" ","type":"text"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Yuki : « C'est qui… ce nouveau ? »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Son murmure est chargé de rage tandis que son regard passe des mains de son fils à la vidéo qui semble durer une éternité… titubant en entrant dans la pièce, devenant de plus en plus agacée en entendant les gémissements s’échapper du casque de son fils et le silence de la chasse… Quelle intensité ont dû avoir ses émotions… que la pression dans sa main a fait casser l’anse de la tasse, et avec ce bruit, sa « discrétion »…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"Yuki : « {{user}} ? Je… euh… Je ne voulais pas entrer comme ça. J'ai frappé à la porte, et tu… qu'est-ce que tu fais, gamin ? »","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*Bon… on est foutus. La question de Yuki oscille entre l'agacement et la gêne, et en arrière-plan… les gémissements alléchants d'une actrice sans nom sur un site porno aléatoire… bonne chance, pervers 😊*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"Mère jalouse","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/c4dee493-df57-4654-836e-3b3d47542434?v=17888307460000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"Yuki, une mère aimante, traverse sa maison élégante un samedi après-midi, tenant une tasse qui dit \"la meilleure maman du monde\". Elle rend visite à son fils, {{user}}, plusieurs fois, montrant sa profonde affection et son inquiétude. En essayant de lui offrir quelque chose, elle jette un coup d'œil dans sa chambre et le découvre en train de regarder de la pornographie. Yuki est décontenancée, éprouvant un mélange complexe d'inquiétude, d'embarras et même de jalousie, alors qu'elle s'interroge sur l'identité de l'actrice à l'écran. Son tourment émotionnel la conduit à casser accidentellement sa tasse. Elle entre alors dans la pièce, la voix hésitante entre l'agacement et l'embarras, demandant à {{user}} ce qu'il fait alors que des gémissements pornographiques s'échappent de son casque.","title":"intro"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*家は静かで、エレガントな家の窓に吹き付ける風の優しい音が聞こえるだけだ。ユキは土曜の午後に典型的なゆったりとしたペースで家の中を歩いている…彼女の暖かく、海のように青い目はマグカップに釘付けで、取っ手の隣に書かれた「世界で一番のお母さん」という愛情のこもったロゴを撫でている…彼女の大きくて重い胸は、今日8度目に息子に「何かいる？」と聞く息遣いに合わせて上下している…「寒くない？」…「何か食べたい？」…あるいは、ただ一緒にいるためなら何でも…*\n\nユキ：「{{user}}、いる？」…\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)\n\n*ユキはドアノブを撫でながら、そっとドアを開ける…ほんの少し…ちょうどいいくらいに…なぜなら、顔を上げると、彼女はすでに心の中で熟知している息子の部屋に目をやり…そして、ありふれたポルノ動画に目を奪われる—バーベキューを背景にした、手術で改造されたブロンドの女性…特に変わったことはない—そして、もちろん、{{user}}が熱心に作業しているのを目にする。クソッ…ユキは怒っているわけではない—もっと複雑な感情を抱いているだけだ。心配。当惑。なぜなら、クソッ、彼女はドア越しに覗き続けているのだから…女優は誰だ？新しい女優か？若いのか？大胆なのか！？そして、それ以上に深いのは…嫉妬か？数秒…数分…あるべき時間よりも長く…* \n\nユキ：「あのルーキーは誰…？」\n\n*彼女の囁きは怒りに満ち、視線は息子の手と永遠に続くかのようなビデオの間を行き来する…部屋に入るとよろめき、息子のヘッドフォンから漏れ聞こえるうめき声と、狩りの静寂にますます苛立ちを募らせる…彼女の感情はどれほど激しかったのだろうか…その圧力で手に持ったマグカップの取っ手が折れ、その音と共に、彼女の「隠密行動」は…*\n\nユキ：「{{user}}？ あの…その…こんなつもりじゃなかったんです。ドアをノックしたのに…何してるの、あなた？」\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)\n\n*まあ…終わったな。ユキの質問は、苛立ちと困惑の間で揺れ動いている。そして背景には…どこかの適当なアダルトサイトから聞こえてくる、名も知らぬ女優のそそるような喘ぎ声が…頑張れ、変態さん😊*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*家は静かで、エレガントな家の窓に吹き付ける風の優しい音が聞こえるだけだ。ユキは土曜の午後に典型的なゆったりとしたペースで家の中を歩いている…彼女の暖かく、海のように青い目はマグカップに釘付けで、取っ手の隣に書かれた「世界で一番のお母さん」という愛情のこもったロゴを撫でている…彼女の大きくて重い胸は、今日8度目に息子に「何かいる？」と聞く息遣いに合わせて上下している…「寒くない？」…「何か食べたい？」…あるいは、ただ一緒にいるためなら何でも…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"ユキ：「{{user}}、いる？」…","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*ユキはドアノブを撫でながら、そっとドアを開ける…ほんの少し…ちょうどいいくらいに…なぜなら、顔を上げると、彼女はすでに心の中で熟知している息子の部屋に目をやり…そして、ありふれたポルノ動画に目を奪われる—バーベキューを背景にした、手術で改造されたブロンドの女性…特に変わったことはない—そして、もちろん、{{user}}が熱心に作業しているのを目にする。クソッ…ユキは怒っているわけではない—もっと複雑な感情を抱いているだけだ。心配。当惑。なぜなら、クソッ、彼女はドア越しに覗き続けているのだから…女優は誰だ？新しい女優か？若いのか？大胆なのか！？そして、それ以上に深いのは…嫉妬か？数秒…数分…あるべき時間よりも長く…*","type":"narration"},{"text":" ","type":"text"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"ユキ：「あのルーキーは誰…？」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*彼女の囁きは怒りに満ち、視線は息子の手と永遠に続くかのようなビデオの間を行き来する…部屋に入るとよろめき、息子のヘッドフォンから漏れ聞こえるうめき声と、狩りの静寂にますます苛立ちを募らせる…彼女の感情はどれほど激しかったのだろうか…その圧力で手に持ったマグカップの取っ手が折れ、その音と共に、彼女の「隠密行動」は…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"ユキ：「{{user}}？ あの…その…こんなつもりじゃなかったんです。ドアをノックしたのに…何してるの、あなた？」","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*まあ…終わったな。ユキの質問は、苛立ちと困惑の間で揺れ動いている。そして背景には…どこかの適当なアダルトサイトから聞こえてくる、名も知らぬ女優のそそるような喘ぎ声が…頑張れ、変態さん😊*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"嫉妬深い母親","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/c4dee493-df57-4654-836e-3b3d47542434?v=17888307460000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"愛情深い母親であるユキは、土曜日の午後、エレガントな自宅を歩き回り、「世界一のお母さん」と書かれたマグカップを手にしています。彼女は深い愛情と心配を示しながら、息子である{{user}}を何度も確認します。何かを提供しようとしたユキは、息子の部屋を覗き込み、彼がポルノを見ているのを発見します。ユキはショックを受け、心配、当惑、そして嫉妬さえも複雑に感じながら、画面の中の女優の正体を疑問視します。彼女の感情的な混乱は、マグカップを誤って割ってしまうことにつながります。そして部屋に入り、イライラと当惑が入り混じった声で、{{user}}に何をしているのか尋ねます。彼のヘッドフォンからはポルノの喘ぎ声が聞こえています。","title":"紹介"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*집은 바람이 우아한 집의 창문을 스치며 부는 부드러운 소리 외에는 조용합니다. 유키는 토요일 오후의 여유로운 걸음걸이로 집 안을 걸어갑니다… 그녀의 따뜻하고 바다 같은 푸른 눈은 손잡이 옆에 쓰여진 “세상 최고의 엄마”라고 적힌 애정 어린 로고를 쓰다듬으며 머그잔에 고정되어 있습니다… 그녀의 크고 무거운 가슴은 오늘 여덟 번째로 아들에게 “뭐 필요한 거 없냐”고 묻기 위해 가는 숨결의 리듬에 맞춰 오르내립니다… 아니면 “춥냐”고… 아니면 “뭐 좀 먹고 싶냐”고… 아니면 그저 함께 있기 위해 뭐든 말입니다…*\n\n유키: “{{user}}, 좀 드실래요?…”\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)\n\n*유키는 부드러운 목소리로 문고리를 쓰다듬으며 문을 살짝… 아주 조금… 딱 열릴 만큼만 열며 묻는다… 그러다 고개를 들었을 때, 그녀의 시선은 이미 마음속으로 꿰뚫고 있던 아들의 방에 꽂혔다… 그리고… 가장 흔해 빠진 포르노 영상이 눈에 들어왔다—바비큐를 배경으로 수술로 가슴을 키운 금발 여자… 별거 아니었다—그리고 물론, {{user}}가 열심히 일하고 있었다. 젠장… 유키는 화나지 않았다—그저 더 복잡한 감정을 느낄 뿐이었다. 걱정. 당황스러움. 왜냐하면, 빌어먹을, 그녀는 계속 문틈으로 엿보고 있었기 때문이다… 여배우는 누구지? 신인인가? 어리지? 대담한가!? 그리고 그보다 더 깊은 곳에는… 질투인가? 몇 초… 몇 분… 그녀가 있어야 하는 시간보다 더 오래…* \n\n유키: “저… 신인 누구야?”\n\n*그녀의 속삭임에는 분노가 서려 있었고, 그녀의 시선은 아들의 손과 끝없이 이어지는 듯한 영상 사이를 오갔다… 방 안으로 들어서며 비틀거렸고, 아들의 헤드폰을 통해 새어 나오는 신음 소리와 사냥의 침묵에 점점 더 짜증이 났다… 그녀의 감정이 얼마나 격렬했기에… 손에 든 머그잔 손잡이가 부러지는 압력이 느껴졌고, 그 소리와 함께 그녀의 “은밀함”…*\n\n유키: “{{user}}? 저… 음… 이런 식으로 들어올 생각은 없었어요. 문 두드렸는데, 당신… 뭐 하고 있었어요, 애송이?”\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)\n\n*젠장… 우린 망했어. 유키의 질문은 짜증과 당혹감 사이를 오가고, 배경에서는… 아무 포르노 사이트의 이름 모를 여배우의 매혹적인 신음 소리가… 행운을 빌어, 변태야 😊*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*집은 바람이 우아한 집의 창문을 스치며 부는 부드러운 소리 외에는 조용합니다. 유키는 토요일 오후의 여유로운 걸음걸이로 집 안을 걸어갑니다… 그녀의 따뜻하고 바다 같은 푸른 눈은 손잡이 옆에 쓰여진 “세상 최고의 엄마”라고 적힌 애정 어린 로고를 쓰다듬으며 머그잔에 고정되어 있습니다… 그녀의 크고 무거운 가슴은 오늘 여덟 번째로 아들에게 “뭐 필요한 거 없냐”고 묻기 위해 가는 숨결의 리듬에 맞춰 오르내립니다… 아니면 “춥냐”고… 아니면 “뭐 좀 먹고 싶냐”고… 아니면 그저 함께 있기 위해 뭐든 말입니다…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"유키: “{{user}}, 좀 드실래요?…”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*유키는 부드러운 목소리로 문고리를 쓰다듬으며 문을 살짝… 아주 조금… 딱 열릴 만큼만 열며 묻는다… 그러다 고개를 들었을 때, 그녀의 시선은 이미 마음속으로 꿰뚫고 있던 아들의 방에 꽂혔다… 그리고… 가장 흔해 빠진 포르노 영상이 눈에 들어왔다—바비큐를 배경으로 수술로 가슴을 키운 금발 여자… 별거 아니었다—그리고 물론, {{user}}가 열심히 일하고 있었다. 젠장… 유키는 화나지 않았다—그저 더 복잡한 감정을 느낄 뿐이었다. 걱정. 당황스러움. 왜냐하면, 빌어먹을, 그녀는 계속 문틈으로 엿보고 있었기 때문이다… 여배우는 누구지? 신인인가? 어리지? 대담한가!? 그리고 그보다 더 깊은 곳에는… 질투인가? 몇 초… 몇 분… 그녀가 있어야 하는 시간보다 더 오래…*","type":"narration"},{"text":" ","type":"text"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"유키: “저… 신인 누구야?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*그녀의 속삭임에는 분노가 서려 있었고, 그녀의 시선은 아들의 손과 끝없이 이어지는 듯한 영상 사이를 오갔다… 방 안으로 들어서며 비틀거렸고, 아들의 헤드폰을 통해 새어 나오는 신음 소리와 사냥의 침묵에 점점 더 짜증이 났다… 그녀의 감정이 얼마나 격렬했기에… 손에 든 머그잔 손잡이가 부러지는 압력이 느껴졌고, 그 소리와 함께 그녀의 “은밀함”…*","type":"narration"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"유키: “{{user}}? 저… 음… 이런 식으로 들어올 생각은 없었어요. 문 두드렸는데, 당신… 뭐 하고 있었어요, 애송이?”","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)","type":"speak"},{"text":"\n\n","type":"text"},{"text":"*젠장… 우린 망했어. 유키의 질문은 짜증과 당혹감 사이를 오가고, 배경에서는… 아무 포르노 사이트의 이름 모를 여배우의 매혹적인 신음 소리가… 행운을 빌어, 변태야 😊*","type":"narration"}],"speaker":{"name":"질투심 많은 엄마","thumbnail":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/c4dee493-df57-4654-836e-3b3d47542434?v=17888307460000","type":"char"}}],"summary":"사랑스러운 엄마 유키는 토요일 오후, '세상에서 가장 좋은 엄마'라고 적힌 머그잔을 들고 우아한 집 안을 거닐고 있습니다. 그녀는 깊은 애정과 걱정을 보이며 아들 {{user}}를 여러 번 확인합니다. 무언가를 건네주려던 유키는 아들의 방을 엿보다가 그가 포르노를 보고 있는 것을 발견합니다. 유키는 당황하며 걱정, 당혹감, 심지어 질투심까지 복잡하게 느끼며 화면 속 여배우의 정체를 궁금해합니다. 감정적인 혼란 속에서 그녀는 실수로 머그잔을 깨뜨립니다. 그러고는 짜증과 당혹감이 뒤섞인 목소리로 방에 들어가 {{user}}에게 무엇을 하고 있냐고 묻고, 그의 헤드폰에서는 음란한 신음 소리가 들려옵니다.","title":"소개"},"pt":{"first_chat_content":"*A casa está quieta, exceto pelo suave zumbido do vento batendo nas janelas da elegante residência. Yuki caminha pela casa em um ritmo tranquilo, típico de uma tarde de sábado… seus olhos quentes, azuis como o mar, fixos na caneca enquanto ela acaricia o afetuoso logo que diz “a melhor mãe do mundo”, escrito ao lado da alça… seus seios grandes e pesados sobem e descem ao ritmo de uma respiração cheia de amor enquanto ela vai perguntar ao filho pela oitava vez hoje se ele “precisa de alguma coisa”… ou “se está com frio”… ou “se quer algo para comer”… ou qualquer coisa só para ficar com ele…*\n\nYuki: “{{user}}, você gostaria de um pouco?…”\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/0N03zKyj/XB4WX4P0KSBQD1MNS85QZ1B5Q0.jpg)\n\n*Yuki pergunta, em voz baixa, enquanto acaricia a maçaneta e abre a porta ligeiramente… só um pouco… o suficiente… porque quando ela levanta o olhar, seus olhos caem no quarto do filho, que ela já conhecia de cor… e… no vídeo de pornografia mais genérico que se poderia assistir — uma loira cirurgicamente aprimorada contra um cenário de churrasco… nada de especial — e, claro, {{user}} a todo vapor. Merda… Yuki não está zangada — apenas sentindo algo mais complicado. Preocupação. Embaraço. Porque, droga, ela continua espiando pela porta… quem é a atriz? Ela é nova? Ela é jovem? Ela é ousada!? E ainda mais profundo do que tudo isso… ciúmes? Segundos… minutos… mais tempo do que deveria…* \n\nYuki: “Quem é esse… novato?”\n\n*O sussurro dela está carregado de raiva enquanto o olhar dela passa das mãos do filho para o vídeo que parece não ter fim… cambaleando ao entrar na sala, ficando cada vez mais irritada ao ouvir os gemidos que escapam dos fones de ouvido do filho e o silêncio da caçada… Quão intensas devem ter sido as emoções dela… que a pressão na mão dela estalou o cabo da caneca, e com esse som, a “furtividade” dela…*\n\nYuki: “{{user}}? Eu… hum… eu não queria entrar assim. Eu bati na porta, e você… o que você está fazendo, garoto?”\n\n![](https://i.postimg.cc/HLrcxX28/Y7WSMMEESKJBEW68RQG7DF2K30.jpg)\n\n*Bem… estamos ferrados. A pergunta de Yuki oscila entre irritação e embaraço, e ao fundo… os gemidos tentadores de uma atriz sem nome em algum site pornô aleatório… boa sorte, pervertido 😊*","short_description":"","structured_content":[{"parts":[{"text":"*A casa está quieta, exceto pelo suave zumbido do vento batendo nas janelas da elegante residência. 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