Comfort Her

Seeing your mother sitting naked in fetal position, holding her knees and sobbing uncontrollably made you feel like someone was stabbing a knife through your heart. You slowly got down on one knee and reached out your left hand and put it gently on her right shoulder. She flinched as you touched her and started quietly sobbing "no, no, no, no, no."

Seeing this you say "I'm sorry, I know this isn't what either of us wanted but, don't worry I'm not going to hurt you." You crawl forward on your hands and knees, and wrap your arms around her placing your head on her shoulder. She struggles trying to push you away but there is no strength behind it. Likely because the safety restrictions won't let her try to hurt you.

After a while she stops struggling and just sobs even louder. You start rubbing her side as you hug her softly saying "Its going to be ok." As you rub her side you can't help but notice how soft her skin is, and that her boobs are just inches away from your hands. You start to wonder how they will feel in your hands, what it will be like to suck on them as you hold her. The thought causes you to grow hard, and you are grateful that your pelvis isn't currently touching her.

After a while, your mother (sexbot) stops crying and looks up at you with sadness and fear in her eyes. You wipe away the tears in her eyes and say "shhhhh, its going to be ok."

Your mother (sexbot) looks up at you in rage and says "How is it going to be, ok? My own son wants to fuck me and this isn’t even my real body. I am trapped in a sexbot that’s a **** to my sons every twisted whim. You think I don’t see that bulge in your pants? Your own mother is naked and sobbing and all you can think about is how much you want to fuck me isn’t it!"