The Forest of Monkeys
Chapter 27
We spent several days in the forest teeming with dangerous monkeys. During that time, Mom and I made significant progress mapping the area. ‘Now we just need to map the upper section and we’re done.’
The forest was a complex maze, so we couldn’t simply climb straight up. It was also impossible to predict where or how the monkeys would appear, so we had to advance cautiously, checking every direction to stay safe. Our thorough scouting slowed our progress, but the reward for our patience was that we only needed to illuminate the upper area where the exit supposedly lay.
“Ook-ook-ook.”
A group of monkeys came into view. After confirming their presence, I approached Mom. She met my gaze and blushed, already knowing what I intended.
“Mom. I’m going to lick you.”
“Yes… go ahead, dear.”
After informing her, I crouched down. Mom leaned her back against a tree while I, her son, pulled her panties aside and exposed her pussy. Churrr-lup.
“Huaaah…”
I gently licked Mom’s pussy. The moment my tongue touched her, she began to leak arousal as if she had been waiting for it. ‘It’s almost automatic now.’
Using my superior eyesight to spot monkeys, I would suck on her pussy and absorb her fluids. It was preparation for throwing the wooden spears I had made with tremendous force.
‘Die!’
After locking onto a distant target, I sprinted forward a few steps and hurled the spear with all my strength.
Shuuuung.
Thud!
The spear flew in a perfect arc and pierced straight through a monkey’s heart.
“Ook-ook!”
“Kyaa-kyaa-kyaa!”
The monkeys erupted into chaos. I hid behind a tree, reappeared, and threw another spear.
Shuuuung.
Thud!
Another direct hit.
‘My accuracy keeps improving.’
I had already been hitting most of my targets, but lately I was landing every single one. Pride swelled in my chest.
‘Time to finish this.’
Two of the three monkeys were dead. Only one remained, so there was nothing to fear. I advanced toward it. The cannibalistic monkey, more tempted by the prospect of eating me than frightened by the deaths of its companions, charged.
‘Come on.’
The monkey scrambled along the tree trunks and lunged at me with terrifying speed.
‘Now!’
Waiting for the perfect moment, I swung my axe. The monkey flew straight into the blade and its head burst open.
“Mom, you can come out now. We’re safe.”
Mom, who had been hiding while I killed the monkey, hurried to my side.
“Son, are you hurt?”
“Of course not. Didn’t even get a scratch this time.”
I bragged about my unscathed state and leaned my face toward her. ‘Sorry. It feels too good to stop.’
Mom and I kissed until we were sick of it. We had done it so many times that we had already developed immunity to the forest’s effects. I knew this, but I never told her. I had no intention of stopping our kisses.
Mom closed her eyes as my lips approached, and we kissed. I pulled her tightly into my arms. My erect cock pressed against her stomach. Her body trembled.
‘How pent-up is Mom right now?’
I had killed an enormous number of monkeys, and each time I had sucked and sucked on her pussy. Unlike me, who could relieve myself through ejaculation and fondling, Mom could only accumulate pleasure. As a result, even kissing and light touching now made her drip with arousal.
Congratulations. You have become a Monkey Slaughterer.
As a special reward, the title ‘The More Fearsome One’ has been granted.
The title will activate the moment you will it into use.
The title is an imprint upon the soul and can be used even outside the Tower.
‘It can be used outside the Tower too? That’s interesting.’
I already knew the Tower gave more than just money, but receiving a title was unexpected. I felt both surprised and pleased.
“Son, what does this mean?”
“Looks like I gained a new ability. I’m going to use it, so watch how it feels.”
“All right. I will, son.”
Mom’s face lit up with curiosity and joy at her son acquiring a new power. I looked at her and willed the title ‘The More Fearsome One’ to activate.
Activating title ‘The More Fearsome One’.
Anyone who meets your gaze will feel the presence of a powerful being.
I poured strength into my eyes. Mom looked at me and spoke.
“Son?”
“What?”
“You… you seem more like a man now. Or maybe it’s charisma? Either way, you feel different. It’s hard to put into words, but it’s definitely there.”
“I see. I’ll deactivate the title now.”
Deactivating title ‘The More Fearsome One’.
I stopped using the title, then poured strength into my eyes again while looking at Mom.
“Whoa! That really is amazing.”
“What’s amazing? Tell me more.”
“You feel gentle again. That charisma from earlier is completely gone.”
It was difficult for me to feel afraid of myself, so I couldn’t truly understand the title’s effect. Since Mom said there was an invisible aura, I simply accepted it.
“Do you like it better when your son has charisma?”
“Hmm… I think it depends on the situation.”
Sometimes softness was needed, sometimes strength. That was the wisdom of living in the world. I decided to use the title appropriately depending on the occasion.
‘I’ll definitely use it when killing monkeys.’
I had obtained it by slaughtering monkeys. The title would make me terrifying to them, so there was no reason to hold back during hunts.
**
Night was approaching. We had discovered a new safe zone today, so we could sleep in peace. That made me happy.
‘Let’s try it today!’
There was something I had planned to attempt once we found a new safe zone. I had no intention of putting it off any longer.
First, I washed myself clean and spoke to Mom.
“Mom, you should wash too. You sweated a lot.”
“Yes, I will.”
Mom used the flowing water to clean her body. I quietly watched and admired her breathtaking figure. A short while later, she finished washing and came to my side.
I met her gaze and lay down on the floor without a word. Mom obediently lay down as well, turning her head away as if embarrassed to look at me, just like always.
I stared at her boldly, pulled her panties off with practiced ease, and spread her legs apart.
‘It’s the devil’s temptation.’
Mom’s pussy, which I saw several times a day, always tempted and shook me.
— Put it in! You want to put it in too! Shove it in right now and find happiness! Hurry up and put it in! If you keep hesitating like this, you’ll never get to put it in!
I overcame the wicked devil’s temptation that arose in my heart every time. It was to protect the trust that had built between Mom and me.
Rub. Rub. Rub.
“Haa… haaaah…”
I rubbed my cock against Mom’s pussy. Her body quickly grew hot. A large amount of arousal fluid soon leaked out, thoroughly wetting my cock for insertion.
After rubbing busily, I pushed the tip of my glans slightly into her entrance. The sensation of her pussy flesh wrapping around the head was maddeningly thrilling. I wanted to push in deeper and enjoy complete pleasure, but I didn’t.
‘Mom trusts me. I have to endure so I don’t disappoint her!’
Mom, who used to react immediately whenever my cock seemed about to enter, had grown accustomed to these situations and no longer paid them much mind. I wanted to use that trust to push all the way in, but I held back with all my strength.
Rub. Rub. Rub.
“Haa… haa… haa…”
I kept rubbing without rest. Mom was so pent-up that she could only react to the stimulation my cock provided.
Rub. Rub. Rub.
“Ahng… ahng… huaaah…”
While rubbing busily and focusing on Mom’s moans, I lowered my voice and spoke.
“Mom, can’t I put it in just a little more?”
“What did you say?”
Mom, who had been deeply aroused, reacted instantly. With my glans resting at her entrance, I pleaded.
“I… I want to put it in a little deeper.”
“That’s…”
Mom didn’t refuse outright. My mood brightened.
‘It’s because she’s so pent-up.’
If her sexual desire hadn’t been properly accumulated, Mom would have refused without a second thought. The fact that she didn’t immediately say no made me feel like I had already succeeded.
“Actually, if it doesn’t reach the womb, it doesn’t really count as insertion, right? I’ll only go in a tiny bit deeper. I’m curious what it would feel like if the whole glans went inside your pussy.”
Claiming that it wasn’t insertion unless it reached the womb was clearly illogical. I knew it was nonsense, but I used it as an excuse to ask for permission to go deeper.
“Son, can you really stop at just a little more? What if you end up wanting to go even deeper?”
“You trust me, Mom. I’m a man who keeps his promises.”
I appealed to the trust I had built over time.
‘Please. Please allow it, Mom.’
My cock was desperate to go in deeper. I looked at Mom with pleading eyes.
“Haaah… you really want to put it in that much more?”
“Yeah! I just want to try going a little deeper. I’ll really only go a tiny bit more. Please let me.”
“J-just a little, okay?”
“Yeah! I promise.”
“All right, son. Just a little more.”
“Thank you, Mom.”
Expressing my genuine gratitude, I pushed my glans forward.