Ch.256Side Story: Desire – 2 – All Ages Version

This chapter is the all-ages version of the adult chapter “Side Story: Desire – 2.”

Adult readers who can view the adult chapter may skip this one.

‘Did I say something wrong?’

After speaking, I briefly wondered if I should just leave. The look in Erestica’s eyes was unusual. It was very, very different from normal.

If Erestica usually seemed embarrassed when making such requests, now she was completely immersed in desire. Her sticky gaze clung to various parts of my body as if she wanted to devour me.

And it tended to linger especially on one particular area.

“W-well then, I’ll be in your care?”

But having come this far, there was no turning back. Erestica slowly began unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her chest.

The pink tips were already dripping milk drop by drop. Small white circles formed on the floor.

“Would you wait a moment, child?”

Erestica gently stopped me as I was about to sit on the bed as usual. I turned around, wondering what was happening.

“What is it?”

“W-would you… perhaps… before we start… would you mind removing your top? I’d really like to request that.”

“My top?”

Receiving my questioning look, Erestica hastily explained:

“Y-your clothes always get wet because of me… and they smell afterward… I’m saying this because I feel bad. I don’t mean anything else by it, so please don’t misunderstand.”

Something seemed very suspicious. My already growing doubts intensified.

She used to like it when I smelled of milk, so why the sudden change of heart? And adding that I shouldn’t misunderstand because she didn’t mean anything else by it was equally suspicious.

I was about to ask her to either be honest about why she was suddenly acting this way or just leave, but seeing how desperate Erestica looked, I decided to quietly go along with it.

‘I suppose it can’t be helped.’

I had half-expected this. I agreed because I had already decided to accept whatever might happen here. According to Latina, this was a situation that would have to happen eventually anyway.

It’s just that it came much sooner than I had anticipated.

“Alright.”

I took off my top. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, so my bare skin was immediately exposed. Erestica swallowed hard as she looked at me.

The amount of white liquid overflowing increased significantly. Now it was no longer just dripping but flowing like a stream.

“Is this better now?”

“I’ll undress too, so don’t worry too much. Ah, it would be unfair if only you undressed.”

“What? That’s not neces—”

Before I could say it wasn’t necessary, Erestica’s hands had already thrown off her shirt. The milk-soaked shirt made a splashing sound as it stuck to the floor.

The fingers that had discarded the top immediately moved downward. The belt was undone, and the zipper of the tight formal skirt that clung to her hips and pelvis, looking ready to burst, slid down.

“Nngh… hah…”

Seeming to have difficulty, Erestica strained with effort. Her waist bent forward. Her chest naturally drooped downward, creating an image reminiscent of a dairy cow.

The laws of nature pulled her chest downward, while the elasticity of her breasts resisted, pulling upward to maintain their shape.

As a result, Erestica’s breasts were in the contradictory state of being both drooping and maintaining their round shape. In other words, it was a pleasant sight for my eyes.

“Oh, it’s not working well today… I’ll try to take it off as quickly as possible…”

Erestica struggled to remove the skirt that was stuck to her hips. Her arms pressed against her chest from both sides. Her breasts bounced up and down, displaying a violent weightiness.

A small white puddle had already formed at her feet. It was amazing that the fabric didn’t tear despite her pulling with dragon strength.

Or perhaps this was all an act.

“Th-there we go.”

Finally, the skirt that had been pushed down to her ankles was tossed into the corner of the room. Through her stockings, I could see the impossibly small black panties hidden underneath, covering a minuscule area compared to her enormous hips.

They seemed too small even for Rosaria or Priscilla to wear, so naturally they couldn’t even qualify as proper underwear for Erestica. I wondered if they might snap at any moment.

“Yes. Let’s go to the bed.”

Erestica nodded in response and followed me.

I sat down first on the edge of the bed. Due to our considerable difference in physical proportions, our usual arrangement was for me to sit with my legs apart while Erestica would sit on the floor between them to match our heights.

Even with one of us on the bed and the other on the floor, the fact that my hands were almost level with her chest gave an idea of how extreme our height difference was.

“…What are you doing?”

But today, the position was somewhat different.

Instead of turning her back to me and sitting, Erestica placed her breasts on each of my thighs. Even though it was just one breast resting there, I could feel its considerable weight.

“Isn’t this more comfortable? You can see and extract with your eyes…”

Her body subtly pressed closer. Contrary to her words about this being more comfortable because I could see and extract with my eyes, the breasts resting on my thighs were almost touching my sides.

The pink tips were even further back. This wasn’t more comfortable at all, and I could barely see properly. At this point, I was certain. Her objective lay elsewhere.

Erestica was openly staring at my groin without even trying to hide it. The already close distance grew even narrower. Her chest moved closer, threatening to bury my groin between her breasts.

If I couldn’t figure out what was happening at this point, I’d be an idiot.

“Lady Erestica.”

“Y-yes…? What is it, child—Ah!”

I put my hands under her armpits, lifted her up, and laid her on the bed. I leaned over her, placing my hands on either side of her head, looking down at her. Erestica looked up at me with surprised eyes.

But even so, her face gradually filled with ecstasy. She seemed to have caught on as well. Her fingers fidgeted restlessly in front of her chest.

“Ch-child… why so suddenly…”

“Why don’t you just be honest?”

“Be honest? About what—”

“That you want to do it with me. No, that’s still too ambiguous. Just say outright that you want to have sex with me.”

“Huh?!”

Gulp—as soon as she heard those words, a large amount of milk overflowed. The milk that flowed down the sides of her breasts pooled under her armpits, while what flowed inward collected in her cleavage.

“How could I do such a thing with a child… N-no, that’s not it.”

“Your lies are completely obvious. Did you expect me not to notice after going this far?”

“…”

“I’ll ask one more time. Think carefully, this is your last chance. Do you want to do it with me?”

In truth, if I just pounced on her now, she would only verbally resist while her body honestly accepted it, or she might put up a token resistance before eagerly giving in. But I wanted to hear it from her own lips.

It was a kind of punishment for creating this situation.

“…Hnnng.”

After steaming from her head for quite some time, Erestica carefully nodded.

“I do… want to… with you…”

“You should have been honest from the start.”

I lowered my head and kissed her. At first, Erestica flinched in surprise, but soon closed her eyes and accepted my lips. Her long, slender arms wrapped around my neck and back.

I pressed my lips against hers, not minding that my chest was quickly getting soaked from the milk that kept flowing. A tongue much longer and thicker than anything I had felt before pushed between my lips.

Then, filled with joy, it tasted and explored every corner of my mouth. Unlike others who could only reach the gums near the front teeth or canines, perhaps due to the difference in length, it truly reached every corner.

“Chu… slurp… mmm… haaah…”

Erestica tightened her arms around my neck and back as if she would never let me go. At the same time, she inhaled with all her might and passionately indulged in everything about me.

If I had been an ordinary human, I would have died from being crushed or suffocated. Or perhaps from having my ribs crushed under Erestica’s breasts.

My lower body responded to the sensation of her impossibly large breasts pressing against me. When it poked her lower abdomen through my pants, Erestica continued kissing me with even more ecstasy.

“Pahah…”

When even I started to find it difficult to breathe, our lips parted. Erestica licked her lips with her tongue, her eyes overflowing with desire.

“I… with you… kissed my child… haaah…”

‘My child?’

She clearly seemed to be enjoying it, but somehow it didn’t seem to be for that simple reason.

“Son… my son… aah… Mommy will make you feel good…”

So that’s what it was. Erestica’s reaction didn’t deviate from my expectations at all, and I inwardly sighed.

Her mind seemed to have gone slightly mad with pleasure. Otherwise, how could she view this situation as mother-son incest? I’m not some depraved person with three fathers, so why would I have three mothers?

‘The movie theater, the library, outdoor play, and now incest?’

I was freshly dumbfounded. I dreaded to think what outlandish scenario she would try to surprise me with next.

Except for Elischere, who was terrifying despite knowing exactly what she would do. Elischere was the exception.

“Eresti— ugh?!”

As I tried to move, I was immediately restrained. Large hands wrapped around me and laid me on the bed, and an even larger bottom mounted my pelvis.

Yellow, vertically slit pupils looked down at me with a dangerous light. Saliva dripped from between her slightly parted lips.

“You mustn’t move carelessly, son. I… Mommy will do it for you… just stay still… Mommy will do everything…”

Erestica, breathing roughly with excitement, tore only the stockings between her legs, then ripped off the tightly stretched underwear and threw it into a corner of the room.

‘…Good heavens.’

And there I was, with my hands on Erestica’s pelvis, looking up at that shocking sight from below.

The breasts before my eyes were arguably the largest I had ever seen. They were clearly larger now than when I first saw them after seven years.

I was watching these enormous breasts moving violently and spraying milk from directly underneath. It was overwhelming enough to inspire awe before any sexual desire.

But paradoxically, what allowed me to maintain my sanity even in this situation was also that bundle of maternal love.

That maternal love that called herself “Mommy” and me “son.”

Erestica placed her hands on my chest and thrust her hips down repeatedly. All the while, she continuously emphasized that what was hers belonged exclusively to her son—me.

If not for those words, I might have lost half my reason and grabbed those huge breasts bouncing before my eyes. And I would have indulged in the sensation of what she claimed was exclusively mine.

Despite what should have been happening, my mind was becoming calmer instead.

For Erestica, those words might be exciting, but from my perspective, the word “Mommy” only made me think of my mother on Earth and my mother in this world.

I was far from being someone who knew how to be filial to my mother, so this was natural.

“Lady Erestica, just a moment— mmph!”

“Yes. Are you thirsty, my son? Drink a lot. You need to drink a lot and love Mommy plenty, okay?”

I tried to say something, but Erestica lowered her upper body and put her breast in my mouth. The white liquid that was still leaking filled my mouth.

My nostrils were filled with the sweet smell of milk. With the enormous amount filling my mouth and threatening to overflow, I had no choice but to swallow.

“That’s right, that’s right… my son, you’re doing well… yes, drink as much as you want… Mommy will make plenty of milk for her son…”

Seeing me gulping down her milk, Erestica became even more excited and moved her hips.

Taking advantage of Erestica’s moment of weakness as she stuck out her tongue, I flipped our positions again. Me on top, Erestica below.

The positions had changed once more. I hooked her knees over my shoulders and lifted her waist.

“Lady Erestica.”

“…”

There was no response. She just continued to twitch with her tongue half out, dripping milk.

‘Do I really have to go this far?’

I sighed inwardly, then gritted my teeth. I should push through now, make my point, and ignore it later. It was a choice between enduring a moment of cognitive dissonance or suffering throughout our entire physical encounter.

“Mommy.”

“—!!!!!!”

The vertical pupils that had been soaked in pleasure suddenly widened. Erestica’s body trembled as if struck by lightning.

“S-son… ch-child… y-you… what did you just… say?”

“I’m just wondering, do you want to get pregnant by your son?”

“Uh, hic?!”

Shudder—Erestica climaxed again just from hearing those words.

“I’m asking if you want to get pregnant by your son. Aren’t you going to answer?”

“I-I do… I want to… I want to…!”

Her voice, initially trembling with ecstasy, became more like a plea toward the end. I pushed my hips further.

“No, that’s wrong.”

“Haaah… d-did I get it wrong… son…? What did Mommy get wrong…?”

“You shouldn’t say ‘Mommy,’ you should say ‘female.’ What kind of mother feels this way from her son’s cock and begs her son to impregnate her? If you don’t like it, I’ll pull out right now.”

I attempted to pull my hips back.

Erestica pleaded with a face that looked like she might cry at any moment. I had finally achieved my goal. Now it was time to abandon this ridiculous title and role-playing as her son.

“Well done, Erestica.”

“Hogooooh?!”

I thrust my hips deeply. Of course, I was only saying this and had no intention of actually impregnating her. Honestly, I didn’t think I could handle the aftermath.

To erase the thought of pregnancy from Erestica’s mind, I needed to provide greater pleasure. Supporting my body with magic, I firmly grasped both of her horns.

“—!!!!!!”

When I grabbed her weak spot, which was extremely sensitive even normally, her eyes immediately rolled back. She seemed unable to even moan, with only choking breath sounds audible.

“Higueeeeeek?!”

When I released her horns, she seemed to regain some composure as she stuck out her tongue and twisted her body.

Her limp body gasped for breath. I moved back. Her waist, which had been half-lifted into the air, was placed back on the bed. I looked at the milk on my hands and licked it slightly. It was still sweet.

“F-female… I’m a female pussy… female… hueeeh…”

Erestica lay on the bed, muttering “female” over and over as I had instructed her. It was fortunate that the word “Mommy” didn’t slip out, as that would have completely killed the mood.

“Hngh?!”

I flipped that enormous body over and pulled her slightly. Her robust, almost bursting buttocks were raised up. Her knees supported those buttocks.

Since both Erestica and I seemed unsatisfied, this was just the beginning.