Button Incest Crotchboob Short

	Button’s mom was stirring up brownie batter in the kitchen, looking milftastic as ever, when her naïve but good-natured son walked in looking somewhat nervous. “Hey sweetie,” she said, a little less enthusiastic than she intended. She was a bit tired from cooking all day. It was difficult being a single mother, not that she really expected Button to understand that. “What’s going on?”
	Button looked at the floor, hesitated for a long moment, and then quietly said, “Um…I was hoping…we could have our special time again…at some point today, I mean…”
	His mom stopped mixing and a look of sadness took over her face. She sighed deeply, and closed her eyes. “Button, I…I thought we were done with that. We haven’t done that in months. You’re ten years old now.”
	“But…” Button looked his mom in the eyes. “I really like it. Like, really, REALLY like it. It makes me feel happy. Calm. Well, excited, but calm at the same time. I don’t know how to explain it. I know it’s not normal, but—“
	“But Button, it’s WRONG. Wha—what if somepony found out about it? I’m your MOTHER. You need to find a marefriend your age to satisfy these kinds of urges.”
	“Do you really believe it’s wrong, or do you just hear everypony else say it’s wrong? Nothing feels more right to me. I love you.”
	“I know you love me, and I love you too. But that’s a different kind of love. It was normal when you were very young, but now…”
	“So you only love me as a son? I need more than that. Sweetie Belle doesn’t like to hang out with me anymore. She thinks I’m a loser.”
	“Oh, honey…” Button’s mom sighed again. “Okay.” There was a moment of silence. “To be honest, I still enjoy it too.” She walked past Button towards her bedroom, and Button followed with a smile on his face. She lied down on her bed on her back and spread her back legs, revealing her vagina along with her small crotchbreasts above them. Button climbed on the bed and slowly leaned down, eyes wide. He touched one of his mom’s breasts with his hoof, and she grunted a little. He stuck out his tongue and began licking her left nipple, at first up and down but then in a circular motion. His chin pressed against her marehood, which became wet as she allowed herself to relax and enjoy this with a long sigh and a small fidget of her body. She sprawled her front hooves out on the bed, loosening herself, trying to free herself from the initial uncomfortableness of the whole act. She began sweating, and then her nipple became hard as Button put his whole mouth over it and began sucking. She smiled, and said, “You know Button, I can’t produce milk anymore…I know you used to love that…then again I guess all foals did…but it went on longer than normal because of our…abnormal relationship…oh!” She let out a yelp as Button placed a hoof on her vagina, something he didn’t normally do, and it gushed delicious juices. Button must have learned something from the internet. His own penis was small, though average for his age, but apparently now he could become erect. But his mom decided to stop over-analyzing the whole situation, close her eyes, and enjoy the pleasure of her taboo relationship with Button. Button still couldn’t make her cum, and he didn’t cum either, but she was certain that when this was over he would go hump his bed pillow until he came. That was how it usually went. They were both too paranoid to take things any further, but at the same time it seemed like this wasn’t going to stop soon.
	After a few good long minutes of suckling, Button looked up and said, “I—I’m done. I’m going to my room for a while. Please don’t bother me.”
	“Okay darling.” As Button walked out the door and his mom got back on her hooves, Button turned and said, “I love you.”
	“I love you too, Button. And I mean that.”

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