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RECOVERED!!

Hello everyone!!

Guess who is back at 100... no, TWO HUNDRED PERCENT capacity?!

That's right!!

IT'S... ME!!

Look at me, world, because I'm back stronger than ever!

Anyway, setting aside my highly anticipated (or at least that's how it felt in my troubled mind) enthusiasm, I have to admit something: my new life with my (possessed) mother hasn't been bad at all. And even if she'd probably deny it, I know she's grown fond of me!

I mean, she actively prevents me from hurting myself (accidentally), knows how to prepare baby food with surgical precision, changes diapers like a total maternity pro (better not ask how she learned), and even manages to find time to work!

Wow! (applause, applause, applause).

Seriously, is there anything this woman can't do?

Well...

On second thought... yeah...

It turns out that, even though she possesses absolutely all the qualities of a model mother (seriously, a solid ten out of ten), her real personality and mindset are still those of a lazy, vulgar old guy without an ounce of manners.

So, even though she is perfectly capable of cleaning the house until it sparkles, she simply doesn't do it out of pure, unadulterated laziness. And while in public she flawlessly imitates a devoted, loving mother (seriously, making only the most minor, imperceptible mistakes), in the privacy of our home, the situation does a complete 180-degree turn.

I mean, look, I know I'm a baby (obviously), but that's still no excuse for her to go walking around completely naked all over the house!

Luckily, I'm still just a kid and not in puberty or experiencing any kind of sexual awakening!

Though, to be honest, I'm really worried that when the time comes, I might end up giving in to my base instincts and carnal desires...

Oh well, that's a problem for Future Me!

I'm counting on you, Future Me!

("GO SCREW YOURSELF, YOU IDIOT!!!")

Uh...

What was that?

Did I just hear an echo inside my own head?

Nah... It was probably just the wind. Better not overthink the voices, Mireya.

Anyway, back to the main topic: every day here is a true feast for the eyes. Even with the blatantly perverted and vulgar behavior of my (possessed) mother, this relaxed lifestyle isn't bad at all.

And in order to maintain this peaceful lifestyle... I need to start training!

Why did I change the subject so suddenly, you ask?

Well, it all boils down to what happened when a pizza delivery guy showed up. While Mom (possessed) was... well...

Ahem...

Pleasuring herself in the living room...

The guy tried to take vile advantage of the situation, staring shameless and wide-eyed at a gorgeous naked woman, panting and barely covered by a sweat-drenched white t-shirt. The result? He was brutally slaughtered. His "dragon balls" were pulverized into rubble in under three seconds.

I must confess that even my own soul hurt just watching what she did to that poor bastard... But hey, he totally had it coming for being a creep!

So, analyzing that bloody scene, I realized something fundamental: the physical strength of Mom's (real) body is mind-blowing. And logically, as her biological son, I must have inherited those exact same traits.

I mean, if I inherited her good looks, her eyes, and her beautiful silver hair... then this body has to come factory-equipped with equally extraordinary physical capabilities!

IT'S TIME TO BUILD SOME MUSCLE!!!