The Golden Mushroom
Language: en
My sister Stella cultivates a special type of golden mushroom, but she only sells them to men - older men, to be precise. Despite the exorbitant price, customers keep flocking to our door. Stella always takes them to a small wooden cabin to select their mushrooms. From inside, I can hear her painful gasps and moans. Every man who emerges looks incredibly satisfied, as if they've shed years off their age. Meanwhile, Stella's face grows paler, and her belly swells larger day by day. 1 One day, another elderly gentleman came looking for my sister. He arrived in a luxury car with bodyguards,…