How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

Chapter 2

How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

I’m a writer of nonsense (incest)… By the way, the illustration of my work is ‘younger sister’?

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Chapter 2 – Cat Pose… Can’t I Just Take One Picture?

Fucked.
Now I only have two hours left.

However, my head, driven to the defensive like this, is full of thoughts about the drama.

Even if I wrote right away, I would not have enough time, but I couldn’t concentrate at all because the next part kept flickering.
I’d rather hurry up at 1.5x speed – should I re-edit one side and focus on writing?

“Uhh…”

Can’t be done.
There was still a long way to go, and there was not the slightest bit of leeway.

“Well….”

At least, there is no big blockage because it is used after the rice cake scene that was used.
That’s why it was a problem to relax.

Anyway, I try to mumble out of habit as I fill in the number of words.

“‘My mother-in-law, I want my sister-in-law… Is it okay if I remove the condom today?’, ‘My son-in-law asked, of course it’s okay.’

I don’t know what other writers do.
However, for some reason, when I read it aloud while writing, I was able to quickly find the awkward part somewhere.

So, it became a habit to talk to myself while writing like this, at times when no one was home.

“‘I put the glans on my mother-in-law’s fuck hole. The labia, which are already wet, spread apart with a squeak.’ Uh… Now it’s time to get caught by my daughter…”

I think about whether the main character will be caught having sex with her mother-in-law, what kind of reaction the daughter who witnesses it should react, and general reactions.
As a general reaction, I was bored, so I kept thinking about a more stimulating situation.

“… Since it’s your boyfriend’s cum, wouldn’t it be a waste to be in your mother’s womb? Then scrape out everything in her fuck hole…”

Things were already coming to a climax with her mother-in-law.
Soon after, the daughter appears, and the main character is surprised and makes her cum inside her mother-in-law’s hole.

“‘Uh, Mommy!!’, ‘Tta, daughter…? Heh, heuh…!’, ‘Don’t leave soon?! Oppa, oppa!!'”

The three of them slept on the same bed.
I might have run for this moment.

“‘It’s mine! Your semen is all mine!'”

Separating mother-in-law and her boyfriend, takes her face in her own moms fuck hole
Then, hurriedly and greedily, she made her suck all of her boyfriend’s cum.

In the meantime, he does a push-shot and his mother’s cum is sprayed all over his face.
It made me lick my twitching fuckhole with my tongue.

It was when I was concentrating on writing like that.
Tiri-ring—and a beep sounds on the phone.

Normally, I would have just ignored it.
Right after I was entrusted with the illustration, I took my phone in my hand just in case.

And the email that arrived was, of course, from the author.

[This is a rough revision!]
[2 attachments]
[Modified (1)]
[Modification (2)]

[Hello! Please check it out and give me feedback.

1. I modified the waist to be a bit narrower. In the process, as you said, I grew my hips more.

2. It was difficult to express abs in the current composition. My breasts are bigger and I have to have no bra to make my breasts sag more… So I tried to make it as natural as possible. Please tell me if it’s a little too much.

3. I modified the arms to be a bit longer, but I’m not sure. It seems a bit awkward for some reason… Please compare the correction (1) and the correction (2) and decide.

4. I added wrinkles naturally!]

“… It’s a bit different.”

It was nice to see that the waist was narrow and the hips was enlarged.
However, the sagging chest or the extended arms feel more bizarre.

Obviously, it feels quite different from when I saw the ‘little sister’ posing.

Finally wrinkles… Obviously I asked for it, but it seems a bit overkill.
I didn’t expect something so realistic….

Each time, there were many twists and turns with the writer.
However, the reason why I leave it every time is that the finished quality is good.
Even now, this is just a flowing process, and if it was completed, it was clear that I would be satisfied this time too.

And the reply seemed to be taking a long time.
So, again, focus on writing.

One hour left.
And the remaining letters are five hundred women.
First of all, the goal was to complete the next part.

“‘My mother-in-law’s face was full of bewilderment. That’s because there are only a few mothers in the world who wouldn’t be embarrassed when their daughter said she was going to suck all the cum in her fuck hole.’ Wow… Is this too much?”

Still, I enjoy this situation, and the fact that there are readers who visit me every time warms my heart.

*

“Haaa…”

It was obvious that the story would be long with just feedback, so I definitely made up my mind.
However, it is still beyond imagination.

[I checked the 3rd revision.]

[To sum it up… Overall, I want the unique strengths of the painting to stand out while being natural. In the case of wrinkles, it is still too realistic, so I feel a bit rejected, and I keep thinking that my breasts are too saggy. I’m sorry, but I’d like a little more correction.
I will definitely pay for the expenses incurred as the number of airlifts increases. Thank you.]

I feel like I would have thrown something if it wasn’t for the last line.
Still, every time they said they would give me more money, my anger faded a little bit.

“Oh, I don’t know. Do it tomorrow.”

I did as much as I could.
Because it was already 10 o’clock.

13 hour work in the world these days… Whatever went wrong, it went wrong for a long time.
Of course, if you go beyond this feedback, the speed will increase exponentially… Every time this has been so hard.

However, the request came in steadily and steadily to refuse this job.
They even offered extra money, but there was no reason to refuse.
I was tired of maintaining various communications with various writers, so I was not increasing my work right now.

“Huh~”

The sound of my nose comes out at the thought of work.
The studio is a 5-minute walk from the house.

As soon as I got home, my mind was full of thoughts of taking a shower.
And end the day with a glass of cold beer after soaking in hot water.

“Uh, uh, uh…!”

I turned on the cool stretch.
After a brief stretch, I was about to head home.

Whoops— Whoops—

And the timely phone call while locking the door was from my brother.

“Uh, why?”

– I’m going to order chicken, would you like some?

“Delivery again?”

– Is this your first week?

“Today is Monday.”

– … So, it’s the first time.

“Ha! That’s right. I’m 5 minutes from home now?”

– Oh, good timing. So what do you eat?

“Uh, okay.”

– Hey, and… Well, I have a small request….

“Please? What is it? Say it without guarantees.”

– What is the guarantee… No big deal.

“Do you think it’ll be all right?”

– Anyway, come quickly. Hang up

Soon after, the call hangs up.

“…Just say what you want to say and hang up.”

I wanted to ask if it was a phone call for some reason, but it was also because he was sorry.
I stopped at a convenience store to buy a beer and headed straight home.

*

Belt- Belt- Belt- Belt-

The front door lock is noisy.
And then, with a click, the door opens.

“I’m here?”
“Uh.”
“Hey, you must be tired. Wash quickly. Delivery takes about 30 minutes.
“… So what is your request?”
“Rinse first.”
“Oh, who is asking whom?”

The mumbling ‘younger sister’ throws the bag on the sofa.
Then she takes off her coat and puts it aside and goes straight into the bathroom.

The bathroom door, which had been closed with a bang, opened again.
The clothes that the ‘younger sister’ was wearing flew out one by one through the crack in the door.

“Whoa…”

I had no drawing skills.
It was clear that there was a limit to expressing it in words.
And I searched for pictures or photos similar to my thoughts for a long time, but none of them fit the conditions perfectly.

Even if you cut parts and use them as data, if they are combined again, it is not as harmonious as you think.
So, the conclusion I came to is to use ‘younger sister’ as data.

It is true that every time I did an illustration, I was secretly helped.
It was the first time I’d asked for something so openly.

I even thought about taking pictures secretly.
However, I didn’t have the confidence to handle the odds.

If you get caught, you’ll probably be beaten to the brink of death… Or else you’ll be beaten until you die.

And the ‘younger sister’ heart was as wide as a big chest.
That’s why I was sure that if it was my request, he would respond right away in a friendly manner.

It’s not like I often said sorry.
On the surface, I was a housekeeper, but I was still doing my part….

Still, I wasn’t comfortable, so it was a time when I was nervous watching TV.

The door to the bathroom was wide open.
The ‘younger sister’ wearing a bathrobe with a cloudy underwater flag appeared.

“Haaa… I’m tired as fuck. Hey, so what are you asking for?”
“Ha, what’s so urgent? The chicken will be coming in a little while, so let’s talk while eating.”

There was a statistical data that if you ask for something while eating, you get more requests than when you don’t.
For now, it was like trying to fill the hungry stomach of the ‘younger sister’ and subtly asking for it as if it were no big deal.

“If you don’t talk now, won’t you listen?”
“Hey, where is that?”
“It’s up to the person who listens to the request. If you twist it, don’t ask.”
“Ah…”

It’s word for word.
Because it was the heart of a person who would listen to a request.

“Aren’t you talking?
“Hey, what is that… That stretch I did yesterday… “

‘Sister’ was drying her wet hair with her new towel.
And I walked slowly to the sofa.

“Oh, uh. Why is that?”
“…Gulp.”

If I assume that posture, the words that I want to take a picture hit my throat and disappear back into my stomach.

“Do that every day? Ha, is that a request?”

Eat- and the ‘younger sister’ smiles.

“…Hey, it’s good for the spine, and it strengthens the back and lower back…?”
“No, so why do you ask me to work hard every day?”

And he sat down next to me with his buttocks pressed together.

Soon enough, the sweet smell of the body wash began to spread through my nose.

“Oh, isn’t this mine?”
“…What?”
“Isn’t that body wash mine?”
“… Why is that?”
“Hey! Use yours. Why are you using mine?”
“You can use some. Isn’t that a waste for your sister?”
“Hey, hey, when you’re walking around like this, you’re a younger brother again?”
“Oppa~ Is it a waste of me to write?”
“Uh…Creepy.”

I pretended to get goosebumps and made a fuss for no reason.

“Oh, damn it, fuck it like this~ Fuck it like that~ What should I do?”
“… I used mine as I wished, so please do my favor unconditionally.”
“Sir, so what’s your request? It’s taking a lot of time.”
“Whoa… Hey, don’t get me wrong.”
“Ha… I don’t. Say something.”

The ‘younger sister’ looks frustrated.
Then he grabbed her wet hair and pretended to wield it at me.

“Quickly, huh? I just misunderstood? Aren’t you quick to say that?”

I opened my mouth again with a big heart in the following ‘little sister’.

“Yesterday, that cat pose… Can’t I just take one picture?”
“…”

The face of the ‘younger sister’ gradually rots away.
No matter how much you frowned, your eyebrows seemed to touch each other.

How to Make a Living as a Writer of Nonsense (Incest)

I’m a writer of nonsense (incest)… By the way, the illustration of my work is ‘younger sister’?

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