A Special Birthday Gift

"Kyle! Happy birthday, you little shit!"

"Thanks for coming! Alright everyone, sit down! My mom prepared some killer snacks today!"

When evening fell, Kyle's living room was packed full of the village's commoner youths.

By the time drinks were flowing freely and boisterous laughter filled the air.

Click.

I opened the front door and stepped inside.

"Huh? Peace! Why are you so late? Hurry up and sit!"

Kyle waved at me with a bright grin and planted me in the seat directly across from him.

At the exact same moment, my eyes locked with Elena's as she emerged from the kitchen carrying a plate of snacks.

"Ah...... P-Peace......"

The instant she saw my face, a violent shiver ran through Elena's mature body.

The feeling of her pussy juices suddenly gushing out from under her skirt and soaking her thighs made the plate in her hands tremble uncontrollably.

"Ah, Mom! Hurry up with those snacks! The guys are waiting!"

Kyle shouted like an idiot and gave Elena's ass a casual shove.

"......Mm, sorry about that, Kyle."

Elena sat down directly across from me—right beside Kyle—and began pouring drinks.

I curled the corner of my mouth slightly and pulled something from my pocket, tossing it onto the table with a dull thud.

Thud.

It was nothing more than an ordinary pebble covered in dirt, the kind that could be found rolling anywhere on the street.

"......Huh? Peace, what the hell is this?"

Kyle picked up the pebble with a dumbfounded expression and frowned deeply.

"A gift. You said it yourself this morning. That you'd happily accept even a pretty pebble or bead you found rolling down the street."

"Hey, hey...... Peace. Even so, you're seriously giving me a rock? Quit messing around and bring out the real gift."

Kyle's face soured in an instant.

The friends around us began to giggle, watching the mood.

This was payback for the way the bastard had mocked my goodwill in our previous life and treated it like garbage. Wallow in it as much as you like.

"The real gift is something else entirely."

I smiled with fake warmth and stealthily stretched my right foot under the table.

Then I shoved my toes without hesitation between the thighs and under the skirt of Elena, who sat directly across from me.

"Huk......?!"

Elena straightened her upper body in shock.

"Mom? What's wrong? Are you feeling sick?"

"Ah, no...... It's nothing...... Haa."

Completely unaware that Kyle was staring at her with puzzled eyes from right beside her, my toes were already digging into her panties under the table.

Swish. Sliiide.

I mercilessly rubbed her pussy lips—already completely ruined and turned into a sloppy mess by my fingers—with my toes.

"Squelch, squelch......"

"Hng, uhhng......!"

The obscene wet sounds rang out low enough under the table to avoid detection.

Thanks to the hypnotic brand that sent her into heat the moment my name was spoken, Elena clenched her fists tight, desperately fighting back her moans right next to her own son.

Hot pussy juices erupted like a fountain from inside her, thoroughly soaking my toes.

"Hey, Kyle. Your mom doesn't look so good. Why don't you ask her to bring some juice?"

I casually took a swig of my drink and answered Kyle.

Kyle, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠utterly clueless that his mother's pussy was stuffed with my toes and leaking juices everywhere, grumbled irritably through his drunken haze.

"Ah, Mom! Why the hell are you making that face and ruining the taste of the booze? You were late with the snacks on my birthday and now you've got zero sense! Go get more juice, hurry up!"

Kyle shouting at his mother and dismissing her as usual.

At that exact moment, the hypnotic shackles buried deep in Elena's mind activated perfectly.

With the harsh scrape of chair legs, Elena shot up from her seat.

"Mom......?"

It was the moment Kyle lifted his head.

Slap──────!!

A dull, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠powerful crack rang out loud enough to freeze the entire living room in icy silence.

"Ack......!!"

Kyle screamed and pathetically slammed face-first onto the table.

A bright red handprint from Elena swelled on his pale cheek.

"M-Mom......? Did you just hit me......? Why are you acting like this in front of all my friends?!"

Kyle shouted, his voice thick with resentment and shock.

The commoner friends around us froze, only glancing around nervously.

"Where does a piece of trash like you get off yelling at your mother?!"

Elena panted harshly.

Her eyes were perfectly focused, yet they contained nothing but pure, venomous disgust instead of any maternal love for her child.

"Your mother worked hard to prepare these snacks and you don't even know enough to be grateful? You have no sense at all! Forget the birthday party—everything's canceled!"

"Mom!! Have you actually lost your mind?!"

"Get out of my house right now, you disgusting bastard! All of you, get out!!"

Elena screamed and swept the bottles and plates off the table onto the floor.

Crash─!

Leaving the house in complete chaos behind us, our group burst out through the front door.

The moment the door slammed shut with a heavy thud, Kyle clutched his cheek and exploded with rage.

"Fuck......! Has Mom really gone crazy on my birthday?! Calling me trash in front of all my friends!"

"Calm ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠down, Kyle."

I placed a hand on his shoulder as if concerned and spoke.

"Still, you went a bit too far. I saw her hands shaking earlier."

"What the hell did I even do?! I just said one thing because the snacks were late!"

Kyle's face flushed red and pale by turns, his pride shattered from being openly slapped by his own mother in front of everyone.

The commoner friends nearby tried to shift the mood, reading the room carefully.

"Hey, Kyle. Forget it. The mood's ruined anyway—let's just hit up a bar. We'll buy."

"Yeah, fuck it! Gotta wash this away with alcohol. Let's go, bar it is!"

Kyle huffed and started to lead the way, then glanced at me.

"Peace, you coming too?"

"No, I'm good. I won't go."

"Huh? Why are you acting weird too?"

I shook my head with a deliberately troubled expression.

"After seeing Auntie flip the whole table earlier, my heart just doesn't feel right. Let's meet up separately later once the house atmosphere settles."

At my seemingly sensible words, Kyle clicked his tongue in disdain.

"Sigh, you damn saint. Fine, do whatever you want. Let's go, guys! We're drinking all night until we drop dead!"

"Hell yeah! Let's go!"

The moment I confirmed Kyle's group had noisily disappeared down the alley toward the three-way bar.

The fake expression on my face instantly twisted into a vicious, ice-cold sneer.

"You pathetic idiot. Keep living that stupidly for the rest of your life."

I spat the quiet curse at his retreating back.

Completely unaware that his mother's pussy had been stuffed with my toes and was still leaking juices, the fool had run off to drink just because his pride was hurt.

The sticky, burning sensation of Elena's thick love juices that I had wrung out under the table still clung vividly to the tip of my right foot.

"Time to go collect the real gift."

With my hands shoved into my pockets, I walked back toward Kyle's house, my left red eye flickering with a bloody glow.

Click.

The dark living room, empty of anyone else.

The moment I opened the door and stepped inside, I heard rough breathing and the sound of something crawling out from the darkness.

"Haa, haa...... Peace......? Peace......?"

The one sitting on the floor, desperately clutching at my pants, was Kyle's own mother, Elena.

She had already hiked her skirt up to her waist, pulled her soaked white panties down to her knees, and was crawling across the floor completely exposed.

"Peace...... Please...... Stuff my pussy with anything like before...... It's so itchy I think I'll lose my mind......"

Every time she chanted my name, clear pussy juices poured out, streaming down her voluptuous thighs and soaking the living room floor.

I looked down at her cheek and coldly crooked my finger.

"You've really fallen far, Elena. Is a mere finger enough for you now? Your pussy is clearly begging for something much bigger."

"Ah, no......! If I beg for my son's friend's cock...... I really, huht, uahng!"

When I lightly brushed the spread lips of her pussy with the tip of my shoe, Elena screamed and drooled.

Her body, thoroughly steeped in the hypnotic brand, had already crossed the limits of reason long ago.

"Beg for my cock with your own mouth. Then I'll fuck you properly."

"Peace...... Please give me Peace's cock......! Even if it tears my pussy apart, fill me up with your huge cock!"

The overwhelming sense of loss and immorality at having become a bitch who betrayed her own child and now begged for cock.

Tears of shame streamed down from Elena's clear, focused eyes, yet her hips were already lifted eagerly toward my crotch.

"Good girl."

I unzipped my pants and drove my massive cock straight into her narrow pussy, which was swollen and dripping as if it would burst from arousal.

Squish─! Thwack─!

"Haaaaang!!! Peace! Peeeaace!! It's too deep—my belly feels like it's tearing apart!!"

On the living room floor that still carried her son's scent, Kyle's mother desperately clung to my waist and bucked her hips wildly.

Every time the wet, obscene slapping sounds shattered the silence, her pussy muscles squeezed my cock with insane intensity.

"Auntie, your son just got thrown out, yet you seem to love the taste of your son's friend's cock, don't you?"

"Yes! Yes! Peace's cock is the best......! Deeper, fuck me deeper!!"

I gripped her pelvis tightly and slammed my hips upward with brutal force, as if trying to crush her womb.

The moment my climax surged to its peak, I grabbed a fistful of Elena's hair, pulled her close, and whispered cruelly into her ear.

"Elena. From now on, I'm going to cast the second hypnosis. Look straight into my eyes."

"Hng, ah......! Peace, your eyes...... they're glowing red......!"

As my left red eye flashed with eerie light, Elena's entire body froze under the hypnotic waves.

"Ah, no......! The memories with Kyle...... Hut, haang! No, don't erase them...... Huuuhk!"

Her reason screamed in refusal, but the hypnotic brand mercilessly tore through her mind.

"It's too late to say no. This is the punishment for becoming a bitch obsessed with your son's friend's cock."

I poured everything into her, mercilessly spurting thick ropes of hot semen deep into the furthest reaches of her pussy.

Spuuuurt─!

"Aang! Hng, uhaang! The cum is so hot! My pussy is completely full!!"

The instant the burning semen flooded her womb, the second hypnosis took complete control of her mind.

"Now then, Auntie. Do you remember how happy you felt holding that bloody little bastard when Kyle was first born?"

At my question, Elena's eyes widened as she stared blankly into empty space.

The mental shock of having the precious fragment of her very first memory with Kyle violently ripped away.

"Uh......? When Kyle...... was born......?"

Her pupils faded to white in an instant, then lost all focus and grew hazy.

"I can't...... remember. Did I really give birth to Kyle......? Ah, haaaa!"

"What is Kyle to you, Auntie?"

At my question, Elena trembled around my cock and drooled with an ecstatic expression.

"I don't know...... I don't know anything about Kyle......! I'm not Kyle's mother—I'm just a bitch who lives to swallow Peace's cock leftovers!"

The moment his son's most precious first memory was completely erased along with the first creampie.

Watching the mother of my enemy look up at me alone with eyes glazed by my semen, I burst into cruel laughter that echoed through the entire living room.