Mom stop staring at my ass!

I went downstairs in underwear and shirt. Yes, before anyone says anything, it is normal in my family. I usually prefer not doing it but if I just woke up and want to go get breakfast I don’t mind it.

I go downstairs, have breakfast and all along I can feel my mom’s eyes burning into my ass for how much she’s staring at it.

Then she walks behind me to get to the fridge a couple of times ( I was sitting on the chair and having breakfast ), she stops mid walk and asks as if she had just witnessed a murder “Are you wearing underwear??”.

I respond yes and move my shirt up so she can completely see them.

Then I get to the balcony ( we are pretty much isolated by our neighbors so no one can see us ) and she starts telling me “Don’t sit down on the chair, because you’re not wearing underwear, you’ll get pimples on your buttcheeks” “don’t sit down with bare buttcheeks” I just tell her “Yes I won’t, but also chill out it’s not like you’ll have to count them if I get them” and she just starts again “Yes but your buttcheeks” and so I interrupt her because I can no longer stand a woman, who is my mother, talking about my buttcheeks at 8 am.

Why does she care so much? Just let me, or better us, alone!

Ps: Ironic since she was wearing the same “outfit”