My always kind mother seemed to be feeling unwell, so I went to check on her. When I did, I caught sight of her underwear sticking out, and since I was on a no-masturbation spree, I created a tent between my legs at the speed of sound. I felt bad for my father, but the tent just wouldn't go away, and as my mother stared at my crotch, her eyes started to change color... I don't know where she learned it, but she used her techniques like a prostitute to make me feel good.