3 Blue Balls.

"Come along, honey, let's nuzzle.~"

Almost anything his mom said to him was sexually suggestive. It turned him on to no end, but he felt like getting a hard-on while naked before her was a bit awkward, even more so since he was only in this world for a few hours. He was blowing up explosives just twelve hours ago, going all out, knowing he'd die. And now he's here. It's not like he had the mind to do anything crazy. Yet.

Lying in the oversized bathtub full of steaming hot water, she peered at him, smiling blissfully, stretching her arms out towards him.

"Here I come."

On closer inspection, although the bathtub looked big, it was just the right size for his mother's hips and thighs to fit through so she'd be comfortable. Any narrower, and she wouldn't be able to move much.

Climbing over her as she grabbed his arm, he couldn't help but ogle her through the water.

—What a whore… Looking at her son like this… I'll wreck her fat cunt as soon as I get my bearings.

In her mid-forties, her fat breasts and chubby belly began to sag under their weight, adding a charm to her mature beauty. Her inverted nipples hid beneath the fleshy mass of her breasts, complemented by her sizeable areolas.

She was thicc the way he loved it, her thighs still baring the indentation her stockings had left after squeezing them all day.

Her whole body felt fluffy and bouncy. Even her toenails were manicured and varnished red. The only place where she had bushy hair was her pussy, but he didn't mind that at all. A few hairs can be sexy, too.

"Come here, love.~ I want to have you close to me…"

His mother guided him towards her, positioning him on his back directly on top of her. He could feel her restless breath but also the details of her body, such as her racing heartbeat, her slowly stiffening areolas, her thighs tickling his pelvis, and her pubic hair rubbing against his lower back.

He didn't have time to say anything as she tightly wrapped both arms around his chest, tenderly nestling him, making sure his head was under and resting her chin on the top of his head.

"Does it feel good being sooo close to Mommy?"

"Yeah, I'm getting hard, to be honest."

"O-Oh… You weren't so bold before, fufu.~"

"I guess so."

" I really, really missed you so, so much… I thought I had lost m-my only son… The only child I could ever have in my life…"

"Well, I am here now… You… don't have to worry anymore."

Unfamiliar. All of this was so awkward to him. It felt… weird. In no way could he love someone that fast. It's not like he knew what motherly love was. He was an orphan not even a day ago. Plus, he didn't believe in love at first sight or any of this bullshit soulmate stuff… So, for now, lying and just being nice seemed to be for the best. His mom seemed kind and loving, so he wasn't willing to hurt her feelings. It wouldn't do him any good. Plus, he wanted her. And clearly, she wanted him.

For now, that's the only thing clouding his mind—this and his exhaustion. Aqua healed him but didn't take away the fatigue from his fight before getting isekai'd.

That said, feeling her love was bizarre, especially for a warmonger like him. Feeling the love of his mother when he probably made many mothers mourn their child in his previous life felt a tad morbid and ironic.

"I love you so, so much…!" His mom sobbed, rubbing her face against his hair. "Whatever you did… Whatever you will do… I will still love you as much as when I gave birth to you…"

"I did awful things to people to get by. You shouldn't say that."

"…I-It doesn't change anything, baby… It's alright, it's alright…" She comforted herself, caressing his hair. "Sometimes, people must become cruel to return and protect what they love… So… as long as you return to me, everything's fine…"

"Well, then," he chuckled. "I'll come back. Stop worrying. Not that I want to leave, though."

"…S-Say, baby… W-Was it because you were tired of me that it took you so long to come back…? P-Perhaps I am too clingy…? Overbearing? You can tell me…"

"You're maybe too clingy, but I quite like that, honestly." He admitted, trying to keep his erection in check. "You can be even clingier if you want."

"I CAN!?"

"Treat yourself."

Halting her speech, she tried her best to silence her whimper of fulfillment, but to no avail.

It would be years since she'd been this happy. This feeling she was experiencing... It was something... nurturing, possessive, doting, yearning.

Pampering him, kissing him, spooning him, massaging him...

Her brain was on overdrive.

She scooped up some shampoo and began massaging his scalp, taking care to run her fingers along his hair. This calmed her down, but if anything, Efran just felt even hornier from the closeness. He was abnormally horny.

—Guess it's 'cause of the Great Pit they mentioned… The waves of magical energy it releases, but goddamn…

Unlike the people here, he wasn't accustomed to it. Even though his body was from this world, his soul and spirit weren't, so he was caught up in the remnants of the last energy wave that hit the outworld.

He'd sensed this from the start, but until now, he'd just assumed it was his pent-up libido that was causing it, but…

—I might rape someone at this point…

With his mother now scrubbing his body clean, running her hands over his torso, pelvis, and legs, his cock was restless, sticking out of the water, erect as a pillar despite his body wanting to shut down because of the universe crossing and fatigue.

His mother, far too focused on her current task, didn't see her son's raging erection until she ran her hand over it to wash his crotch, her nails brushing against his balls.

"Oh! Will you look at that!"

"You're way too stimulating."

"Am I? Fufu.~ This is quite alright, sweetie." She assured, enthralled, keeping her eyes on his thing, washing it, pulling the foreskin back, and scrubbing the underside of his glans. "Y-You sure grew up a lot, even down there. Once so cute of a little thing, now a proud token of manhood… Geez."

"A proud token of manhood… Never heard that one." He chuckled. "I guess I'm quite lucky."

"My son is the proud owner of such a nice, long pecker.~ You should be proud, sweetie.~" She giggled while washing him, rubbing her other hand on her lower belly. "Such a perfect boy straight out of there… It really makes my uterus tingle.~"

"I can give you a child if you're uterus is that hungry."

"Mmm.~ How bold are you? Fufu.~ Well, then. It's my turn now." She smiled warmly, removing her hand from his crotch and pushing him gently as she switched position, showing him her back. "Pleaaase~ take good care of me, sweetie. I would love to have one or two of your cute helping hands.~"

"Yeah? You just want me to pamper you, right?"

"Mhm.~"

"Eh. Alright."

It's a good thing he knew how to exercise self-control because if he hadn't, he might have fucked her on the spot. And given the exhaustion and wave of magical lust, he don't know how it would have ended.

Although she didn't seem to mind anything of the sort.

His brain wasn't accustomed to it all, this world, this relationship.

Being with her felt so cozy and calming that he couldn't shake off this feeling, but it also caused him to doze off even more. A kind of hue also gleamed on her body, making him feel more and more sleepy.

Now, scrubbing and rinsing his mother's back, concentrating on anything but her, became challenging. So much so that as he cleaned her armpits, he didn't anticipate her taking his hands to place them on her breasts, forcing him to make little circular movements to mop them, forcing him to knead her bosom gently.

"Come on, baby, you can touch them as much as you want.~ You were so fond of them as a baby.~"

"I'm still the same then."

"Mm...~ You should also stop teasing me, sweetie. I might become rapturous."

"I wouldn't mind."

"Such a smooth-talker. No wonder this Aqua girl followed you around."

"Well, about that…"

"Yes?"

"What job do you want her to do? She's an orphan. Her parents died long ago. She's quite… lacking in most areas."

"Do you mean that she can't do anything on her own?"

"Pretty much. She's quite good at magic, though."

"A troublesome girl." She sighed, still guiding her son's hands on her body. "Then, she could work as an administrative assistant for Da-Som since she needs some help these days. Or at Mom's office, if she's that good at magic… She won't say no to a helping hand. Who knows, if she can use Mystic and Art magic, Sinclair might welcome this Aqua girl to her team."

"Her team?"

"Mhm.~ You don't remember? Sinclair was your nanny years ago. She and her team of dream-weavers are succubi—the finest ones, too."

"Dream-weavers? They make dreams for others?"

"I guess it's an easy way to put it, but yes. They make the best dreams possible so people can sleep well. This works really well on heroes and adventurers since they recover faster and get some powerful boost, but it's costly. They also make wet dreams and harvest people's sexual energy, fufu.~ That said, energy is no good, especially since it's mostly feminine. What should make their diets would be fresh human semen, and only that."

"They earn money by making dreams for people. That's fancy." He smiled, thinking of succubi. Goddamn. They're hot. "Mystic and Art, eh."

"Oh, you're interested?"

"Yeah, it would be nice if I could meet her again… It's been years since I've seen her too."

—Might as well get close to these succubi. Dream magic would be cool to try mental warfare… And I also kinda wanna fuck a succubus.

"They could also take fresh semen from other species, but it would be poisonous to them. Since succubi were banished from the underworld, they have been rejected by both worlds. Only here, thanks to Queen Morticia, can they find peace. But most people reject them, even those who ask for their dream-weaver powers." She hummed with her eyelids closed. "Sinclair was also very, very worried about you, just like Grandma. So I'll call her since you want to meet her. She won't believe me, I'm sure."

"Yeah. Now, can I know what you're doing, though?"

"Mm.~ My fanny needs a hand, too. But! Only to get cleaned up! So don't do anything naughty. Alright?~"

Gentle provocation—that's what it was. She wanted it, but played with him? He'd make her wait. Serves her right. It's not like he couldn't wait.

Still guiding his hands, she cupped Efran's right hand over her plump vulva, keeping her other hand on her lower stomach, compelling his body to clamp down on hers.

"Pretty please?"

All she wanted was to be coddled. It was pretty clear to him that she desired this and so much more, but a good bitch knows her place, respectfully, of course. And she doesn't.

Given how much she was pumped up, blue-balling is going to be effective. She might not like it at all, but whatever. It was up to her not to toy with him.

Moving his hand, he slid one of his fingers between the two fleshy mounds of her vulva, brushing her pussy lips with it as his other hand took care of kneading her plump labia, sometimes coming back to her lower stomach to fondle her sweet spot.

He could feel her tense up as his finger grazed the entrance of her babymaking organ before coming up to pinch her clitoris.

As if her breathing wasn't erratic enough, he decided to edge her a bit, sometimes cupping her breast, hoping to see her buried nipples coming out of their meaty hiding spots.

Quiet and hearty moans echoed inside the bathroom as he started cranking up the pace, his fingers never sliding inside her twat, but brushing all over her crotch, vulva, and areolas, edging her again.

He wanted to make her sexually boil so much so that she'd end up being more pent-up than him, causing her to lash out. Then, denying her. It's always better when the woman takes some initiative here and there, especially if it's her that's sex-hungry.

"Cum. You know you want it."

"E-Efran, love… Please stop being a meanie… and… let Mom cum… Aahh.~"

"Then cum, what are you waiting for?" He muttered into her ear, sending shivers down her spine. Before pulling out his finger. Then rubbing her pussy lips again. "If you wanna cum, then cum. It's not that hard."

"This… This is not funny… Please… I've waited so long for you… I haven't touched myself once… Please, please…"

"You haven't…?"

Not masturbating for so many years? While having no sexual relief whatsoever? Eh. One more reason to make her have a dry orgasm. She's gonna go crazy when she really gonna get the D. Not wanting to waste more time, he focused on her twat and lower belly as he brought her up with him, now leaning toward him. As she was lying on top of him, he had the perfect angle to split apart her two meaty vulva buns with his fingers while his middle finger caressed her clitoris.

—Geez… Look at that dripping wet pussy. That stuff isn't bath water.

His other hand massaged her lower stomach, making her sperm-ravenous womb tingle as he kneaded and fondled her belly. He squeezed hard on it every now and then as he felt her uterus slightly contract and dilate…

—What the fuck…? Is this even… Nah, I shouldn't think too much about anatomy. This is a hentai world.

The hentaiverse even changes people's anatomy and biology. That may be why his cock was bigger than before. Was it thanks to Aqua? Or something else?

Anyway, seeing the perfect recipe to make her even more sex-crazed, he continued his assault until he felt her pussy clumping. The signal to stop everything.

"Aaahh…!~ Noo… This… I've… a-asked you to make me come…"

"Yeah. I heard you every time."

"This is t-too cruel…"

"Eh, come on, I'm not torturing you, haha!"

Not letting her answer, he continued fingering her pussy. The clit brushing. Bringing her close to orgasm, again, several times. Then, stopping.

"Hhnnn…! Ahh… Not again…"

"Come on, what are you waiting for, Mom? Didn't you say you wanted to cum?"

"…Meanie!"

"I'm not, though? You didn't touch yourself for years, so I'm making you savor it. That's all."

"This is supposed to be a bonding experience! N-Not… t-this! Aahhh!~"

Gently caressing, then pinching her overstimulated clit, her whole body curved back against him as her hands clamped on his forearm, trying to cum as hard as she could. Sadly for her, it would be just that. Dry orgasm. Again. Nothing else.

"Hihnn! Hnn… aahh…~ W-Why, baby?" His mom breathlessly asked, exhausted by her numerous denied orgasms. "This is cruel… To tease the hole out of which you came out… Cruel…"

Limp, her body glued to his with all its weight. It was a snug and comfy sensation, but it only increased his arousal, and he was sure that wanking off wouldn't shake off the urge.

"Eh. What's wrong?"

"I-I'm angry!"

"Yeah?"

"J-Just a bit."

"Just a bit, huh?" He chuckled. "You fault for refusing to cum."

"…"

"What?"

"…I'm so angry that I want to pinch your nose."

"Never been so frightened in my life."

"I-I hope so! I'm really mad!"

"Haha! My bad, my bad."

"Meanie!"

"I know, I know, I'm the worst."

"I-I never said that! You're still my baby boy!"

"I'm a baby boy now?"

"Yes! Anyway, bad boys don't get treats! So, no sex today! I won't b-be mad anymore when you'll get e-enough good boy point…!"

"Hahaha! Good boy point, haha!"

"Don't l-laugh! I'm mad! M-Mad! I say!" She whined with teary eyes. "W-Whatever! N-Now! Help me out of the tub… please… baby. My legs are weak because of you…"

Standing up in the tub after releasing her from his arms, she removed the bath plug, draining the hot water down the siphon. A bit unsure of how to proceed since she seemed pretty heavy, he princess-carried her in his arms, still dripping with water, towards the wall-mounted radiator where the towels lay.

The difference in temperature between the water and the air made them both shiver, making her look at him with a foxy gaze, feeling his bare skin rubbing against her hips and his cock poking her thigh.

"I-I'm quite heavy, I know. You can be honest with me, baby..."

"Well… That's true-"

"No!" She grumbled with a frown, her eyelids closed while pinching his cheek. "That was not what you were supposed to say!"

"Why telling me this, then—"

"You were supposed to comfort me about my weight. That's one more bad boy point. I want my boy to be good with lady! I won't accept you being a ruthless brute!"

"A ruthless brute, huh…" He muttered, dry-toweling her body. He carried her with one arm, and she also clung to him. "Is that a mom-whim?"

"I whim if I want! Even more so since my baby boy will be there to take care of my whim from now on."

"I feel like I'm the parent here."

"Mm.~ I wouldn't mind my boy becoming a daddy.~" She hummed, smiling. "You should try soon.~"

"Aqua is alright then?"

"Not her! With someone at least ten years older than you!" She frowned, crossing her arms. "N-Now, please bring me to my room, sweetie. I bet you're exhausted, so I could help you have a nice restorative sleep.~"

"Alright."

"Well, then.~"

Truth be told, he was dead tired. He got isekai'd with the same body as in his former world, so all the stress and pain he experienced back then—not even a whole day ago—was walloping him.

The only thing making him stand til he arrived in this house was his ever-going, raging hard-on.

The will of the D.

He gently put his mother, who was still struggling to stand, back on her feet and dried her hair. At the same time, she toweled his body dry with a separate one, spending a little longer on his pecs before moving down to his cock, which she wiped clean before teasing him by grazing his testicle with the tips of her fingernails.

However, something else caught his attention.

—That's… a womb tattoo that she got here, right? That's sexy…

Right on her lower belly, where his hand squeezed her, was a small pinkish and translucent heart-shaped tattoo, more of a template for something to be improved than anything definite. It was akin to a succubus magical tattoo, something seen once again in the hentaiverse.

Reaching his hand to touch it, the tattoo brightened up slightly as if recognizing its creator.

"Hhah.~ Sweetie… Not again. Believe me, I'm happy you're so enthusiastic about my body, but please behave yourself a bit…"

"Yeah, yeah."

—Some kind of tattoo power? Is that just womb tattoos or magical tattoos as a whole? Eh. Now, that's fun.

Smirking, he brushed off his musing as his Mom grabbed his hand and guided him out of the bathroom before turning off the lights and TV.

Her bedroom was on the first floor, at the end of a small corridor, where another room stood. The door had "Eleanor" written on it.

His mother's room was big, with a king-size bed, an aquarium, and a large desk featuring a sort of solid-wood altar, where numerous offerings such as wine, gold coins, laurel, and large scented candles were displayed. Strange writings were engraved with gold in the altar's timber, from which a luminous aura emanated.

Two blue crystal balls stood there on the desk.

"What's that?"

"Hm? They're blue balls of mysticism. Quite useful.~ Can help me see magical currents and conjure complicated spells. You can try it tomorrow if you want.~"

"Of mysticism?"

"Yes, fufu.~ I'm an enchantress, but I do even more things than before!~ I do some divination, druidic magic, and other stuff now.~ Tarot reading too.~ Mum is not too thrilled about it, but it works.~ I have a lot more clients than before."

Dragging him down onto the bed, she spooned him up and drew the comforter over them before embracing again from behind, squeezing her boobs on his back as she switched off the lamp.

"Maybe I'm a bit mean too... Mm.~ Come here, turn toward me. I'm sure we'll both love having your face buried in my tits, fufu!~"

Listening to her, he did what she wanted and met her tits face first—a pleasant surprise while also giving access to her womb tattoo.

She also held him tight, pressing his cock against the very bottom of her pelvis, making his cock surge between the space of her thighs and pussy, making it glued against her uncovered plump labia.

It was likely that she could feel every heartbeat making his dick pulse between her two meaty buns of a vulva.

"Naughty, naughty.~"

"You're doing this for your own fun, right?"

"No, no, I just love having you there.~"

"Well, I'm comfy too. Can't complain."

"Ufufu.~ Really? You know, sweetie, I'm glad to have raised a boy with such fortitude and self-control.~ In this world, these two things are what make someone live another day." She muttered, stroking his hair. "As soon as you've collected enough good-boy points, I'll release you from all that thick baby paste build-up in your testicles."

"Baby paste, hahaha!"

"Sperm is nothing more than juicy, thick baby paste, fufu!~"

"Alright, that's a nice name." He chuckled, closing his eyelids and appreciating the comfort of literally resting his head between each of his mother's tits. "I'm too comfy to complain about my hard-on anyway."

"Also, tomorrow I'll take you clothes shopping." She mumbled, smooching his forehead before sliding her fingers on his face's scar. "None of the clothes here fit you anymore. Da-Som will give us a bargain price. Maybe Grandma will even be on time to join us…"

—This life's gonna be fun.

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●► Out of curiosity, what do you think about the story's premise until now?