momcon concept (momconcept? momcept?): mom gets out of an abusive marriage and has no place to go but to move in with her semi-estranged daughter. they slowly begin to mend fences and grow closer, learn about each other as adult peers, share a bottle of wine, etc. turns out daughter makes her living writing 'romance novels'.
as she recovers from the emotional shambles of her divorce, mom inadvertently discovers that her daughter actually writes incest smut. specifically, mother/daughter smut. she's shocked, and appalled, and some other emotion she doesn't want to examine too closely. she agonizes over it for days. meanwhile her daughter is slowly opening up to her about herself and everything that's happened to her in the years they were basically no contact. daughter is oblivious to her mom's internal crisis. she's way too embarrassed to admit the truth. of course she doesn't like her mom that way, it's just a kink, but she doesn't want to have to discuss it, y'know?
mom eventually decides to read it. just once, right? rip off the band-aid, stare into the sun, then you can shut pandora's box forever. she makes a new email account. signs up to patreon with it. subscribes to her daughter's patreon, at the highest tier, of course. she still wants to support her.
she scrolls over the recent posts and freezes. looks like she started a new story recently, in which a divorced mom moves in with her daughter. her heart taps out a staccato rhythm in her chest. multiple mental impulses collide and fight a duel to the death in her frontal lobe, with the eventual victor reaching for the download button. uneasy curiosity drives her forward
...it's good. it's really good! she didn't expect to be enchanted by the characters, and almost without thinking about it, she keeps reading, pulled from paragraph to paragraph by the charm of the prose. when the first incestuous implications appear, she's shocked back to reality, or something like it. but she keeps reading.
the implications become overt, the subtext becomes text. she keeps reading. the young butch daughter presses her mother against the wall. she keeps reading. the daughter sinks her teeth into her mom's shoulder and runs her hand up her inner thigh-
she lies awake late into the night. trying to ignore the tingling between her legs. trying not to picture those scenes again. trying not to think about the fact that her daughter's lesbian incest smut made her wetter than her husband ever did. trying not to reach down and touch herself.
she can't meet her daughter's eyes over breakfast the next morning.
