† Greedy Glutton †

Ren was his name now, and his twin sister one's was Sadako. If he'd correctly understood, Ren meant Lotus flower, and Sadako meant chaste child. His name symbolized blossoming, perfection, and purity. He wasn't sure if he could be considered pure, but knowing that his mother and grandmother saw him in that light was comforting.

He grew up in the 2000s before being sent to cryostasis after all, so he still had vivid memories of his fellow—and kinda cringe—brothers in arms, the Men of Culture. So, yeah, he didn't see himself as pure but as a fellow member of the council of men, nothing more, nothing less.

On the other hand, what troubled him was that he could already understand the language that people spoke, yet it didn't sound the same as the one he used in his former world. If it was thanks to magic, then it was bullshit, just like in some of those manga, but welp.

He couldn't talk yet, though, so he didn't have to worry about saying a word or sentence that could indicate he was some prodigy or freak kid. It wouldn't be wise to do so, especially since he was still a baby, knowing nothing about this world yet. It's preferable to avoid showing off too young.

His eyesight had already improved, but he still couldn't see clearly more than a meter away. That said, it was more than sufficient to contemplate the heavy food supplies his mother carried in her boobies.

"Shhh, sweetie, it's me. Calm down, calm down," She whispered close to him as she brought him up in her bed. "Come on, sugar. All the sweet milk is in there, so stop crying."

Having just gotten out of the shower after hearing her son cry, she was still covered in a few drops of water, smelled flowery, and was wearing only a panty and bra that struggled to bear the weight of her two yummy titties.

She unhooked her bra, letting her breasts droop, and laid down on her side before bringing him closer to her with an arm, giving him a glimpse of her whole body. Even if his little brother couldn't react yet, it was a stimulating experience that happened almost daily, so his mind was flooded with devious fantasies.

As she pushed his head against her large breast, her dark red areolas growing in size as he approached them, Ren didn't back down from the challenge and buried his face against the closest available titty. Not having any teeth yet, he liked to nibble and chew on his mother's nipples as he pushed his face toward her jugs, swirling his tongue against the small areolar glands. It felt pretty good, plus, eventually, his mom started shivering, and after a while, her nipple became stiffer and more sensitive.

"Aren't you a gourmand? You rascal."

She closed her eyes with a blissful smile, keeping her son close and giving him a nice smooch on the forehead as she was ready to fall asleep. She pulled him closer before covering herself and her son with the blanket.

"A greedy little glutton, hehe.~♪"

She'd confessed to herself in the few months since her babies were born that she fell asleep faster and woke up more rested when her son sucked on her nipples while she slept, so she'd gotten into the habit of bringing him along.

And if she didn't, he started crying anyway.

That said, even if Ren controlled most of his actions, he was still the child of this woman and a baby, so his body and mind unconsciously acted as a typical newborn would. In a way, it also prevented him from waking up his sister, who was sleeping not far off, so his mom regarded it as a win-win solution.

Her son's little ploy worked pretty well, and even if it was lustful, it allowed him to heal from his past emotional wounds—the power of mommy milkers.

"Oh... Ren, you don't have to gnaw at me that hard, hehe.~ My milk won't escape."

As he started to feel hard bumps on his tongue, he pressed it harder on her nipple and a bit around it. His mother's areolas hardened after some time, forming little mounds on the tops of her boobs as she shivered again. She passed a hand on his head, caressing his hair, before scratching the top of his head tenderly with the tips of her fingernails to lull him to sleep.

Even if it felt heavenly and like he could melt on the spot, with her now stiff nipple in his mouth, he couldn't just stop there, so for a while; he kept nipping at her, munching, churning his tongue around, drinking the maximum of her milk, a smooth, almost strawberry-like milk.

She finally fell asleep after a while, but that didn't stop him from suckling his mother fervently, using his little hands to squish her breast to gush more of this mouthwatering milk.

Ultimately, he fell asleep in turn, soothed by his mother's gentle breathing and the warm arm she had wrapped lovingly around him. He was on a cozy little cloud, cradled by the warmth of a mother who pampered her two children with unconditional love.

He sure was now ready to start a new life filled with new experiences-

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"It's already morning..."

The sound of a cuckoo clock woke them both up; the sun was relatively high in the sky, maybe ten o'clock in the morning, but Ren was still clinging to his mother's breasts like a clam to a rock.

"Ren. Ren, baby, it's time to wake up. Remember? You asked me if we could train together before Grandma came to take you."

"Mmm..."

"Come on, sweetie. This should be enough, I'm happy you're so eager, but you're becoming greedy now... I even wonder how my breast have not depleted all their milk."

Maybe it was his former baby and now young kid reflex that made him even suck her nipples in his sleep and this throughout the whole night, but he was reasonably sure that his love and lust were part of his fixation for boobs.

In the end, after a bit more than six years of breastfeeding, his mother's boobs and nipples became extra sensitive to even the gentlest friction, even more just after they had been suckled.

And honestly, he didn't care about being six years old and still suckling his mom's tits. This sensation was something else. It also helped him let go of everything he'd been through and find peace with that part of him, so he was looking for more milk, of course.

"If you become too dependent on this, what are we gonna do when you're older...?"

She paused, gazing at her son still suckling her breast with his eyes closed.

"I mean... Your sister stopped a long time ago."

Well, she may not know, but Ren knew that Sadako stopped a few years ago because some asshole kids at their school mocked her for that and other things.

To be fair, even if it was also targeted toward him when they said that, he couldn't care less and was still planning to cling to these tits as long as he could. He'll do what's necessary to achieve that, planning to milk these funbags until kingdom comes.

Besides, he was aware that Sadako didn't actually believe that. It was just the influence of the other kids pointing fingers at her at school because she was shy and struggled to communicate. A few weeks ago, he bitch-slapped and punched some of those punks, and since he was stronger than average because of his Magical Boy genes, it didn't end well.

He had already lost a sister; he wouldn't let some poorly educated swine harass his new one.

Well, it got his mother in trouble, and he had to apologize—which he didn't—but at least he made these little cunts learn their places.

Since he had been expelled from the only coeducational school, he was now home-schooled. So the only way to be with his fraternal twin sister was to play with her and try to make her smile more instead of doing something even dumber than bashing some brats.

Plus, he didn't have the right to go outside alone as the lack of men in this world would showcase him as an easy target for anyone looking for a shota to fuck silly.

Not the worst of nightmares, I know, but his mother wanted to keep her boy for herself. No lustful feelings included, of course.

"Fufu.~ You should see your face, sleepyhead." His mother said, poking his cheek with the tip of her finger. "Hey there."

Seeing that he was half-opening his eyes, she nudged him gently from her breast, revealing his open mouth and her stiff, puffy nipple. Since they stayed that way all night and went to bed early, strands of saliva and milk hung from his lips over her teat, releasing it from the warm prison his mouth was.

She didn't have time to dwell on the fact that her nipple now outside was feeling cold from the ambient air, that Ren suckled again on his mother's already overstimulated nipple.

"Aah!~♪ Oh...! Ren, this is enough, geez... You're not a baby anymore..."

However, after looking at his cute face, she couldn't possibly continue protesting against her son. She just sat on the side of the bed, made him lie on her thighs, and gave him the same breast to suck on.

"Just a few minutes, okay?" she said, stroking his cheek and hair.

"Okay, Mommy. I promise."

"Geez..."

She couldn't say no. Perhaps when he is older, she'll be able to, but for the moment, she was helpless when his radiant green eyes laid upon her.

Actually, there were several reasons why he liked this milk so much. One of them was that he noticed that after using his mana to create light or make small blue and green flames, drinking his mother's milk seemed to restore it.

Moreover, when his grandmother took him to the library, he read a book about Magical Girl reproduction or breeding. The scholar who wrote the book stated that after birth, a Magical Girl would produce milk enhanced by mana, the energy of their Idol, and their own powered-up genetics.

This meant that the milk had an unparalleled nutritional value and magical nutrients that made the child mature in the finest way, more vigorous, disease resilient, better at using mana, etc.

"R-Ren! I already said no biting! No. Biting. Geez!"

"But, Mom..." he answered, her breast still close to his lips. "When I do that, your nipple becomes harder, and you shiver..."

He ended his sentences shamelessly pinching her nipple and toying with it like a kid would do with his toys.

"...B-Baby... Stop it. This is enough."

Ren had no intention of neglecting his previous years' work. He had done his best to make his mother proud of him—and increasingly horny.

He walked early, learned to write & read faster than average, helped his sister with many subjects, read a lot about Mana Magic—the only magic available for non-magical boy or girl people—trained his body when authorized to, studied and meditated to manipulate mana flows better, started taking guitar lessons, etc.

Not to mention giving her lots of love. Not just a son's love, though she can't know that.

Ren wasn't ashamed of it. He was just fulfilling the promise he made to his father. He'd indulge himself and sin more than in his previous life. For now, even if he wanted to discover the world, this was his current goal.

During these six years, he received what people here call an "Idol Gift." Most Magical People receive something tangible from their Idol, like Sadako, who received a Magic Wand from her birthright Idol, the Halloween Idol.

However, the gift Ren received was immaterial and cryptic. He had no idea when it first manifested and how it operated. Its simple functioning didn't allow him to know the totality of its potential. Although this was standard, Sadako already used her motto—or catchphrase, if you prefer—to turn herself into a Magical Girl. She was too timid to do so in front of them, though.

His mom explained that every Idol Gift was something that Magical People was familiar with. So, yeah, he knew how it worked but lacked the option to make full use of it, so it seemed like he would need to undergo puberty before using it fuly. Something most Magical Boy had to wait for.

The Idol Gift was embedded in his psyche and appeared before his eyes: a system—a classical ability that he had seen many times in stories, but his own seemed a tad more complex.

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Full Name: Ren Bushido.

Race: Human (Homo Magnum Opus).

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As a Magical Boy, even as a child, he was on par with most adults and would end up way more robust than them as puberty hit.

When he focused, he could conjure up his system and monitor his progress; although this was motivational, he had questions. Bushido? What is the last name of his father? But his grandma had the same. Plus, he had never seen any men enter this house, and his mother was always there or doing her job as a Magical Girl.

Homo Magnum Opus was intriguing, too; his recollection of Latin was hazy, but he knew it had something to do with alchemy.

And that little square box with those strange symbols inside.

—I guess I'll find out somehow... I'd better focus on learning mana magic. It could be handy for a bunch of things-

[Our Child. Thy profane deeds during those last years gave us fortitude. We are forever in debt and love to Thee.]

—Huh...?

[Our Gift has reached Thee and has almost finished maturing. The Sins Gift was bestowed upon Thee as ours love, our Dear. Abuse it and spread out Thy sins.]

[May we meet if the time ever comes.]