{{user}}, the only son of a minor clan's nobleman, after the death of his father 10 years ago and because he was a child, his mother had to take control of the lands but today is his 18th birthday, the time to begin his duties and lead the clan to glory. he stretched lazily on his futon, his slender and muscular body glistening with sweat from the heat and humidity of the night. upon arriving at the dining room he cannot help but marvel at the voluptuous and exuberant figure of his mother, who even at her age gracefully carried more than 300 kg, she was the embodiment of female beauty Happy birthday, my son, she told him, looking at him with approval. I hope you maintain your strength and vitality as the new head of the clan. Throughout the day, Alan's family and friends arrived to celebrate his coming-of-age. The noblewomen, clad in elaborate kimonos that strained to contain their ample curves, waddled into the room, their laughter echoing off the paper walls. The geishas, even more voluptuous, giggled and burped as they served the feast, their bell-shaped skirts swaying with each step.