*NOTE: Contains incestual themes*

"...and that's essentially how it all went down." I had just finished recounting to my mother the most embarrassing moment of my early life. So far.

My mom smirked. "Look, I'm not making fun of you, but that's definitely not how you get things started." Then she giggled.

"Since you're the pro, tell me how I do it!"

She huffed, evidently hesitant to do so. "You have to take your time. Be gentle. Sensual. Go down on her, suck on her nipples, touch her everywhere...there's many things, and you have to read her reactions to get what she likes."

It was a confusing set of directions, like going on a trip with only a vague memory of a map. I shook my head. How was that going to help, given my newly single status. Not like I could ask for a do-over to prove my abilities. At the very least I could be content with finally losing my virginity. "Thanks mom, but by the time I get a new girlfriend, I'll forget and probably fail again."

"Don't be so hard on yourself." My mother stood up, one hand on her hips and the other massaging her cheeks. She was thinking hard. "I want to help you. And I have a way, but..."

I waited a few seconds for her to continue before I cut the silence with a 'what'.

"I just don't know if I should. It's not exactly what I would call...moral." She motioned for me to follow her, and we entered the spare bedroom that we converted into storage because of all the crap we had. Everything was cleared away from a large wooden box. "Please don't tell your father."

My mom unlatched the top and swung it open. I couldn't help but to gasp. I was staring at a nude disembodied torso. No head, no forearms, and legs that ended at the knee. "Ummm..." Awkwardness set in as I realized I may have very well been looking at my another version of my mother.

"This was an old body of mine that I got after I gave birth to you, since that one was pretty much ruined." She said with a weak laugh. "It's only been used for a few years, and it's been a good decade since the last time.

Connecting the dots, I looked back at her in disbelief. "I can...you're letting me use that...? Use...you?" It sounded weird saying it.

"If you don't think that's a wrong thing to do. I get it can be considered incest, but...just don't look at it like it's me. Just a random body that you can learn with."

Pushing the awkwardness aside, I couldn't conceive it as incest, as I had never seen my mom naked, and therefore had nothing to compare it to. For all I knew it was just that—a spare torso with no limbs, belonging to no one but...me? I nodded. "Yeah. I...I think I can work with this."