I'm troubled by my son's strange sexual fetish. Whenever I'm at home, he forces me to wear high-cut leotards, and he threatens me to give outrageous hospitality to any guests who visit our house. Eventually, my son began to desire what's inside the leotard—my body itself. As this unfolds, his true feelings and hidden desires gradually come to light, forcing me not only to confront my initial distress but also a much deeper inner conflict. The shock of his abnormal behavior and the painful truth concealed beneath it add profound depth to this story.