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Please note: All parties involved in these stories are adults. The stories are (mostly) fantasies and do not condone or encourage abuse. It is just entertainment. If you want to act it out, please make sure to obtain consent.

Sarah’s intro

Most of my clients see too much of their disobedient brats, but not this mom! This mom seems not enough of him. The following story showcases how busy moms can find time to take care of their loved ones without sacrificing anything.

Story of the busy mom with busy son

As a work-at-home single mom with an 18-year-old son. He decided to take a year off before college. While he was at home, I never found enough time for him. I barely ever had a chance to see him before bedtime. The lack of time spent together damaged our relationship.

He stayed at his friends’ place over the weekends. During the day he was never home, instead he was out getting into or causing trouble. This summer, he spent almost all his days at the neighbor’s swimming pool. When I told him that we should spend more time together, he just screamed at me and called me boring. He just kept whining when I decided to ground him for a few hours. I felt horrible!

Sarah revealed that my son was challenging my authority. He was helplessly drifting because I neglected him. Sarah also guessed – correctly, as the doctor confirmed later – that his bowel problems made him even worse.

I had a chat with the neighbor, and the next time my son went over to the swimming pool, I showed up a few minutes later. I took my work papers with me so I could work next to the swimming pool. This allowed me to continue my work and be with my son.

My adult son spent his time flirting with the neighbor’s daughter of the same age. On days when that pretty daughter wasn’t there, he was just sitting there sulking.

After three occasions, I was ready for the next steps! I asked my son to get out of the pool for a second – I lured him out by offering him a piece of cake. As he stood at the table, eating, I hugged him gently and kissed him on his arm. He looked squeamish but continued with his cake.

I fastened my grip on him and explained how I will help him to fix his bowel issues. Before he knew what hit him, I reached into his swimming pants and pushed a suppository inside him. He jumped up screaming and pushing me away. I held him close and forced him to sit on my lap. He desperately tried to make eye contact with the neighbor for help. The neighbor was on board with my actions and ignored my son’s struggles.

I am sure that my son felt very uncomfortable! Showing love and affection is not always easy or convenient. I reassured him that everyone understands his struggles and I am here for him every time.

As time has passed, my son became agitated. The suppository was working for him, but I wanted to wait until it takes its full effect. He shed some tears and begged me to release him. It was difficult for me to ignore him, but Sarah taught me that strong moms need to do this sometimes!

When he started farting badly, I grabbed his hand and led him to the toilet. There, he jumped on the throne without pulling his swimming pants down. This caused a little accident! He dropped some deuce in his pants. I took it off of him and washed the dirty speedos in the sink.

My son demanded I leave the toilet, but I held my ground and told him that I won’t betray him. As he cleaned up, I noticed the suppository I give him earlier slipped out and landed on the floor. I grabbed it off the floor and slid it back into his ass as he pulled his pants up.

He broke down crying, but I did not care. He had to know I was there for him and we won’t continue drifting away from each other.

We walked back to the swimming pool and spent another 30 minutes there. He has repeatedly asked me to leave, but I refused. Being in swimming pants, he had nowhere else to go, but the swimming pool.

I have to admit to one mistake: I got slightly distracted and got lost in the conversation with the neighbor. As we were leaving, both the neighbor and her daughter kept bringing up new stories to share. I realized I ignored my son too long because he crapped himself again. I excused him and dragged him out crying. I wanted to comfort him and promised to clean up his mess at home.

After this event, I saw a dramatic change in my son’s behavior: he started spending more time at home and cancelled on many of his other commitments. I am sure some of this was motivated by the fear that I would be there embarrassing him. I also like to think he realized how important a role his mother plays in his life.

Sarah’s final remark:

Moms! Never be afraid, showing that you care. Your sons and daughters might see this differently, but soon they will understand.

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