Ch.257Side Story: Desire – 3

“…..”

I opened my eyes. Right in front of me was an enormous valley. A valley made of soft, fleshy mounds that emanated a sweet milk scent.

It was obvious what this was without even looking. No wonder I seemed to smell milk even while sleeping—this was the source. Between the sweet scents tickling my nostrils, Erestica’s own fragrance occasionally mixed in.

Her breasts, about twice the size of my head, were completely bare. The same went for everything below them.

Of course, I was in the same state. It seems we both fell asleep embracing each other without bothering to put clothes on after satisfying ourselves. I lifted my head slightly. Erestica was sleeping soundly while holding me in her arms.

Actually, “holding” might not be the right word—it was more like she was restraining me with her breasts, arms, and legs, squeezing me quite tightly.

“Did you sleep well, my child?”

“Were you awake?”

Since my head moved inside her bosom, she must have noticed easily. Erestica, who had opened her eyes at some point, looked down at me with a smile full of maternal affection. Her gaze toward me dripped with love.

“How can you be so adorable……”

Erestica murmured as she slowly stroked my head nestled between her breasts. She didn’t forget to tighten her other arm around my back even more.

Her thighs, much thicker than mine, were wrapped around my legs. Her lower abdomen pressed against my groin. Perhaps because we were both naked, I could feel her warm body temperature and the soft sensation of bare skin.

When I tried to move my arms, something heavy blocked them. My arms were wrapped around the underside of Erestica’s breasts, embracing her from behind. So that’s why my head felt so deeply buried in her chest.

I didn’t remember falling asleep in this position, and I don’t have a habit of hugging anyone in my sleep, so this must have been Erestica’s unilateral decision.

“What if my arms had fallen asleep?”

“Would my child really be troubled by something so minor?”

Erestica countered my words shamelessly, giving me a seductive look while exuding maternal affection.

She had a point. The reason arms feel numb after sleeping wrong is because blood circulation gets cut off, but my body wouldn’t lose circulation just from being under someone of Erestica’s weight.

“Even if that happened, I would take care of you ‘for life’ until you could use your arms again, so don’t worry.”

Erestica, emphasizing the word “for life” quite intensely, hugged me tightly as if unable to contain her excitement. Our lower abdomens and groins rubbed against each other. If we stayed like this, we’d end up starting round two.

When I tried to get up, the arms and legs constraining me loosened obediently. I freed my head from between her breasts that had been firmly holding it from above and below. My cheeks and ears, which had been pressed against her cleavage, felt warm.

“Hehe. What’s wrong, my child?”

“…It’s nothing.”

I inadvertently stared at her completely bare chest before forcing myself to look away. Seeing them in this state, they were truly beyond what I had imagined in size. I’d rarely had the chance to see them from the front when she was expressing milk.

Not just their enormous size, but the fact that despite being at least twice the size of my head, they maintained their round shape without collapsing at all. These were breasts only possible for a dragon.

Erestica also sat up following me. The white blanket covering our bodies slid down smoothly, revealing her completely naked form.

“How long did we sleep?”

“Not very long, so don’t worry. About 30 minutes.”

30 minutes, huh. Including the time we spent intertwined, that made it about 4 hours total. It seemed about time to return to the club room.

“Are you leaving?”

While I was getting dressed, Erestica, who had pulled the blanket just enough to barely cover her lower abdomen, asked. I wondered why she only covered her abdomen while leaving her chest and intimate parts exposed.

“I should. I told you I was just stopping by because I had some free time. Since you returned two days before us, I wanted to check in on you.”

“Check in… I’m glad you checked in properly.”

After saying that, Erestica blushed and gently stroked her lower abdomen. Her already gentle face was practically overflowing with maternal love. Deep affection dripped from every glance, expression, and gesture.

Watching her, I had an ominous thought. Whether Erestica would try to get pregnant or if she could resist it. She had been begging me to impregnate her the entire time we were intimate.

Of course, I had cast a contraceptive spell. I brought it from the first world—a spell developed to allow mages to fully express sexual pleasure to boost morale while preventing the loss of combat personnel due to pregnancy.

I had cast it on Erestica just as I had with the four others I’d been with before, but… it was a time-release spell that required waiting until all sperm died, so if the spell was canceled midway, contraception could fail.

‘She wouldn’t do that. Surely not.’

I had firmly warned her not to try anything foolish. The problem was that I couldn’t predict what this embodiment of maternal instinct might do. I could only trust that she would keep her word.

“Um… my child. Did you feel good?”

“Yes. It felt good.”

“Really? You mean my body felt good?”

“Yes. Your body, Erestica.”

It would have felt much better if she hadn’t been so fixated on the mother-child relationship, but I swallowed those words and just smiled ambiguously.

Ever since her initial declaration as a female, Erestica had tried to revert to her usual self at every opportunity, calling herself my mother and me her son. Constantly trying to nurse me and feed me breast milk was just a bonus.

I corrected her each time, but a dragon’s maternal instinct, once her lust was unleashed, was persistence itself. That was also why I couldn’t shake my anxiety about the contraceptive spell.

I gained a new appreciation for Eres as a woman. What an amazing daughter she must have been to transform a dragon who was so indifferent to humans—to the point of thinking adult women were 230cm tall—into such an embodiment of maternal love.

‘This might be her true nature.’

Or perhaps this was her original personality, and it simply hadn’t manifested because she had no one to direct it toward until she started caring for Eres.

Either way, it was clear that the current Erestica was desperate to become a mother. In whatever sense of the word.

“I’m glad I was useful. If you need more, you can come anytime. My breasts now belong to you, my child.”

Erestica smiled contentedly as she grabbed her breasts and lifted them slightly. Those abundant symbols of motherhood flaunted their massive presence generously.

“And not just those. Everything else is exclusively for you too, so come enjoy whenever you want.”

“…I’ll think about it.”

Though whether I could just think about it was another question.

“Take care. I’ll be waiting.”

Erestica, with just a blanket wrapped around her, followed me out to see me off, and as I was leaving, she even kissed me with our lips parted through the doorway.

“A mother saying goodbye to her son by kissing with tongues… hnnng… this doesn’t seem like mother and son at all…”

“……”

I put my ear to the door right after it closed, just in case, and it seemed she had more than just seeing me off on her mind.

“Mira! Mira! Perfect timing!”

As soon as I opened the club room door, Rosaria urgently clung to me. Her actions seemed so pressing that I started to panic, but seeing her face full of amusement, I calmed down. At least no accident had occurred.

“What’s wrong?”

Her finger pointed at Latina and Leona who were following right behind.

“Did you hear what they said? They did that kind of thing between girls!”

“It wasn’t just between girls! We did it with Mira!”

“Either way, you two rubbed against each other! Right or wrong?!”

“How did it turn into that?!”

Latina and Leona, with bright red faces, shook Rosaria vigorously while trying desperately to explain. Judging by their reactions, it seemed they had given a full account of what happened during the past four hours.

“Why are you making such a fuss? It can happen.”

Honestly, since I couldn’t guarantee that I had no part in their actions, I tried to provide some support. While Rosaria’s face showed “Huh? This isn’t the reaction I expected,” Latina quickly countered.

“Exactly. With those huge breasts, you’re being too dramatic. There’s no need to emphasize your purity that much. You seem to be trying to score bonus points by emphasizing your clean body, but when everyone has a bonus, it’s meaningless. Even without the bonus, we all start from the same line, don’t we?”

“What are you saying in front of Mira?! Are you crazy?!”

This time Rosaria jumped up in protest. Immediately, chaos broke out among the three. I shook my head and slipped away to a spot a little distance away.

Laura, who had been calmly sipping coffee amid the noise, put down her cup.

“You’re late, my friend.”

“I didn’t know how long you’d take, so I gave it plenty of time. What on earth happened while I was gone?”

“Judging by your reaction, you seem to have a general idea of what we did. As you guessed, at first we just wanted to ask how you enjoyed yourselves and leave it at that… but perhaps the methods of enjoyment were a bit diverse?”

“……”

Seeing me at a loss for words, Laura chuckled briefly and continued.

“Due to curiosity, we kept asking for ‘a little more, a little more,’ and ended up hearing everything in great detail from beginning to end. The compatibility between the two was quite fantastic. I especially saw Leona in a new light. With the original protagonist gone, it’s as if we’ve drawn in another saint. Though they insist it was only possible because you were there.”

I thought she seemed strangely pleased about something, and now I knew why. I had momentarily forgotten that the original work of this world was a yuri novel. Laura was the person who wrote that original work.

“Of course, I agree that it wouldn’t have happened without you, so don’t worry. Rosaria is just teasing them because she finds their reactions amusing, nothing more.”

“…Go easy on them.”

“I doubt that will happen.”

Priscilla, who had been purring and clinging to me as soon as I sat on the sofa, suddenly paused and started sniffing.

“What is it?”

“…Mira smells like milk.”

“Milk? What sudden… I see. You visited Erestica.”

“That’s right. She returned two days earlier than us. I was thinking of just going to the dormitory to rest, but I suddenly remembered and stopped by to check on her.”

“Hmm… the smell is stronger than usual…”

Priscilla still seemed to find something strange and tilted her head. Before she could say more, I quickly picked her up and sat her on my lap. Priscilla happily buried her face in my chest and purred.

“Actually, it’s not that surprising. If we’re talking about sexual preferences, Elischere next to you would be number one.”

Elischere, who had been quiet until now, suddenly found herself singled out and looked at Laura with an expressionless face. Then she dropped a single remark.

“That’s rich coming from someone whose first experience was with her behind in the academy library.”

“I’ll have you know I properly used the front before the back. And I’ve used both sides equally since then, so I’d appreciate if you didn’t spread unnecessary misunderstandings.”

“……”

Do these people have no sense of shame?