3 New World!

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In a faraway mountain forgotten by the rest of the world, born a boy with blue eyes and dark black hairs. It was a strange sight to see, because the boy literally climbed out of the dead woman's womb, as the residence was ready to bury the woman. The people holding spades and pickaxes were staring dumbfounded.

No, it wasn't strange for a baby to born after the death of the mother. Such happenings were occurring from time to time, but the issue was, the woman didn't look pregnant at all. She didn't have a bulging stomach or such.

"Oh my lord! How many months pregnant was she? She has a flat stomach!" One of the old ladies said with an obvious shock and hidden pity on her face.

"I don't think it is 4 months old yet, still the baby is able to climb out." Another one said.

"What an obstinate boy!" Exclaimed and old man with a bald head and shaved face.

"Abbot, what do you think we should do?" The first lady asked. "You know who the lady was!"

"Of course we should raise him. With this will power, he will be a great addition to our sect!" Abbot replied heatedly and grabbed the boy. A sharp sword severed the navel cord, and the only bond between the beautiful boy and his dead mother has been lost.

Strangely the boy had never cried, just looked at the person speaking and there was a pearl of deep wisdom in his eyes.

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"Suck it more little Desmond, suck the mama's sensitive nipples. Yes, yes, harder! Ahh!"

Strange scenes and lewd voices were happening in a hut at the top of a mountain. A milk nurse was feeding a blue-eyed and black-haired boy while four others were watching in heat. It's been almost 2 years since Desmond has been found climbing out his dead mother's womb.

Abbot was hopeful about his progress because of his unbreakable will, but he was at loss to what to do with the boy. The boy was premature after all. He fed his mana into the boy while he was carrying him and the wood element helped him grow up slightly, but it wasn't the womb where the boy could feed, thus he had to find a way to feed him. Luckily, there were milk nurses in the sect to feed orphans, and the boy delivered to them.

At first, the nurses were pitiful to the boy, but in time they were ecstatic to discover this boy was different than others. For some reason, the boy had a devil tongue, stimulating their inner desires and unleashing endless ecstasy.

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Its been more than 18 years since I came to this unknown world. The god who had sent me promised me a strange gift, but I didn't receive such a gift after all these years. This wasn't the worst part. I have been reincarnated in a Buddhist sect! Right! Right!

How is this a redemption to my miserable life I had suffered for some as*hole's entertainment? At least it is not all bad. Even though it is a Buddhist sect, there are tons of women in the sect. I had my fun with Milk Nurses when I was a baby. Being a sentient baby, I was playing with their nipples and not just sucking them. My tongue would lash left to right, top to down, and in all other directions while I was held in their hands.

For this reason alone, all of the Milk Nurses had a schedule with me, and I had a chance the enjoy variety of boobs. Until it went too far and old hags tried to feed me, thus I cried my brain out until they left my sight. Phew, close one.

They fed me for four years and were reluctant to leave me but it was getting weirder, and they couldn't keep feeding me as I was growing older.

From then on, I "played" with "girls in my age" and bath with them. What? I am an innocent baby, what is wrong with me bathing with them?

As I grow older, I become bolder. I started to grope them, touch them in naughty places, and to my surprise, people of this world weren't modest at all.

"What are you thinking so hard, Desmond?" asked the girl with me.

"Nothing baby, keep going," I answered.

"Un." she nodded and got back the work.

What was I saying? Yeah, damn god, you forget to give me my gift you bastard, and sent me in a monk sect! How should I have my fun here?

"Desmond, am I not good at it?" the girl asked with teary eyes, "It is getting flaccid."

"Oh, sorry. Sorry." I jumped and apologized. "It is not about you, it is about me. I was thinking of something. Keep sucking." I helped her head to find my crotch and she wolfed my flaccid dick once again. "Keep going baby. Just like that. Ahh." I cum into her mouth and she exclaimed happily. Poor sheep.

"Thank you for sharing this miracle medicine with me Desmond!" the girl said with a full smile and looked at me expectingly.

"Un." I nodded sagely and looked at the pitiful soul, and waited. Waited, and waited. There you are.

"Um, I was wondering, could you also directly apply it to my body? I heard it is much more effective that way." The girls asked with a crimson shadow covering her face and neck.

I wasn't a lie, no! I discovered my semen was better than most of the ointment in the sect. I first discovered it when I was twelve and convinced a poor girl to "experiment" the taste of my dick because I can't reach there. She said it was tasting like honey, and when I came in her mouth, she fainted with bliss. For a week she was vibrant and her illness preventing her to sleep at night healed with a dosage of my seeds.

I may have fabricated some tails about my super medicine and how it should be applied to the body directly, but it is not a lie before it is tested. For three years I increased the suspense and today was the day to put it on the play.