Rika Tsubaki Pregnant by Father-in-Law – Taboo Family Affair. Rika tried to be a good wife, a dutiful daughter-in-law. Living with her husband’s father was… complicated. He was a man still thick with muscle from years of construction work, even in his late fifties. He had a rough way about him, booming laughter and hands that seemed to linger a little too long when he helped her with the heavy groceries. She’d catch his eyes on her sometimes, a gaze that felt like it peeled away her clothes, leaving her skin prickling with unease.
Her husband, bless his oblivious heart, just chuckled when she mentioned it. “Dad’s just being Dad, Rika. He doesn’t mean anything by it.” But Rika felt it. It was in the way he’d watch her bend over the sink, the way his voice deepened when he spoke to her directly. She tried to dress more modestly at home, pulling her shirts higher, opting for longer skirts, but it didn’t seem to make a difference. His presence was a thick, heavy air in the house, always there.
One night, the house was quiet. Her husband was a heavy sleeper, lost to the world in moments. Rika was drifting herself, half asleep, when she felt it. A weight pressing into the mattress beside her. Rough fingers tracing the curve of her hip through the thin cotton of her nightgown. Her eyes flew open, heart hammering against her ribs. The dim light from the hallway spilled into the room, just enough for her to make out his silhouette, the bulk of his body looming over her. Her father-in-law.
A gasp caught in her throat. Before she could scream, his hand was over her mouth, smelling faintly of sawdust and something else, something musky and male. “Don’t,” he rasped, his breath hot against her ear. Terrified, frozen, she could only watch as his other hand moved lower, cupping her breast, squeezing, his thumb rubbing roughly against her nipple through the fabric.
He moved fast then, his urgency a terrifying force. He yanked her nightgown up, his calloused hands surprisingly gentle as they explored her skin, his touch both repulsive and strangely… electrifying in its forbidden nature. She was pinned beneath him, his weight a crushing burden as he kissed her, his mouth hard and demanding, tasting of stale cigarettes and beer.
He didn’t stop. The shame burned through her fear, a hot flush that spread through her body as he pushed himself inside her. It was brutal, quick, and over too soon, leaving her trembling and violated in the stillness of the night. He pulled away, leaving a sticky wetness between her legs, and without a word, slipped back out of the room, leaving her alone in the suffocating silence.
Days blurred into weeks. Rika moved through the house like a ghost, avoiding his eyes, jumping at his voice. But the seed was planted, a secret growing inside her belly. Morning sickness came, a cruel irony, and the truth became undeniable. She was pregnant. With his child. Her father-in-law’s child.
The horror of it was a constant gnawing in her gut. How could she tell her husband? Could she even bring herself to speak the words, to confess the unspeakable act that had stained their family, their lives? The title flashed in her mind, a stark, shameful banner: Rika Tsubaki Pregnant by Father-in-Law – Taboo Family Affair. Yes, taboo indeed. Her secret, a dark knot of shame and fear, was growing bigger with each passing day, a living testament to the night her life had irrevocably changed.
