Mom Is a Beast
"Hnnngh..!!"
Not a single coherent thought remained.
The only thing ruling my mind was the sensation Athena kept pouring into me.
The cloth clenched between my teeth was soaked through with drool, and the sheets beneath me were drenched in my sweat.
"Hera. Does it feel good?"
I shook my head hard.
A tear that had pooled in my eye slipped free and traced down my cheek.
Athena had said the feeling of someone else's mana flowing through your body was pure pleasure.
But I still couldn't accept this sensation as anything pleasant.
It wasn't pain.
There was nothing that actually hurt, so I couldn't call it that.
Even so, it was a feeling I thought I would never be able to endure.
My mind felt like it was slowly coming apart. My body felt like it might burst. That dizzying rush kept crashing through me.
"Mm... not yet, I see. That's fine."
Athena left a brief kiss on my forehead with a gentle smile.
"We've still got twenty minutes."
Press—
"Mmphh?!?"
"Don't reject the feeling. Accept it. It'll get better."
Press—
"Hnn... mph..!!"
My body jerked hard on pure reflex, but my arms were bound, and Athena sat astride my lower half so I couldn't move.
In the end all I could do was twitch my hips a little, and the dizzying shock poured straight into me without anything to blunt it.
Press—
"Nngh... mph...!"
I bit down hard on the cloth again to smother the scream as another wave rolled through.
My legs kept clenching and unclenching until the sheets were a complete mess.
Athena made a faintly disappointed sound and clicked her tongue.
"This is nice too... but I want to hear the sounds you make, Hera."
With that she slowly pulled the cloth from my mouth.
"You don't have to bite anything anymore. Instead, let me hear every little moan you want, all right?"
The moment the cloth left and my mouth fell open, a thick string of drool spilled over my chin.
"Haaah... hahk... s-stop..."
"No. There's still time left."
With a flushed face, Athena began pressing down on my belly again in earnest.
"Hyaahk..!! Hnngh..!.. Nghok..!!"
Press—press—
"Stooop..!!.. My head... it's going weird!!"
"It's all right. You can turn into a complete idiot if you want."
"Hnnngh?! Heuk! Hiyahk?!"
Without the cloth to muffle anything, lewd little moans spilled freely from my lips.
"Haa... I can't hold back..."
As if she truly couldn't take any more, Athena moved one hand from my belly down between her own legs.
My vision had gone hazy; I couldn't see what was happening around me, but somewhere I started to hear the wet sounds of water.
Press—press—
"Heuk?! Haaahk..! S-stooop?!!"
"Hnn... more... let me hear more, Hera..."
"Heuk... hek... hiik..?!"
What... what's happening..?
Had my brain broken, or had my body simply gotten used to the shock?
The sensation Athena was giving me seemed to have shifted a little.
Before, there had only been a crawling, skin-prickling rejection.
Now it felt...
Hot somewhere deep inside, and ticklish at the same time.
I had no words for it, but if I had to force one out—
Arousal. My body was starting to get aroused.
"W-wait a seconnd?! Hnngh? Th-the feeling... is weird..!"
"You're only just noticing?"
Athena never stopped, pressing hard and steadily against my lower belly.
The slowly changing sensation began driving me even more insane.
This was...
This was exactly like...
What Athena had told me before.
"H-hiik... i-it feels gooood?!!"
Pleasure... it really seemed to be pleasure.
It was maddeningly overwhelming, yet something electric kept sparking through the torment and only stoked the heat higher.
The unknown sensation no longer felt repulsive. Instead my body seemed to demand more of it, goading my brain on.
"Do you like it, Hera?"
"Hnngh?! Hnngt?!?"
"Your Master is asking you, Hera."
"Nngh?!.. Like it.... liiike it.. hiik?!"
Words I didn't even understand tumbled out of me on pure reflex.
"Haaah... I'm really going crazy..!"
With a look that said she couldn't hold back another second, Athena leaned in and whispered against my ear in a sweet, melting voice.
"I'm almost at my limit. I'm going to get a little rougher now."
"Uh... uh..?"
For some reason the wet sounds sped up, and Athena spread her palm wide and laid it flat on my belly.
A completely different posture from when she had only been pressing with one finger.
A bad feeling crawled up my spine.
"W-wait—"
But even as I tried to stop her, Athena drew in a deep breath—then drove her whole palm down hard—
"????!?!♡♡♡"
Just for an instant.
My eyes rolled back. My tongue lolled out.
I blacked out.
Even after I came to again, I had no idea what had just happened.
A shock that blew past the limits of understanding.
A massive wave, nothing like anything before, crashed through my skull.
"Eh? Eh..? Hweh?"
Only broken, wordless sounds spilled from my mouth.
I blinked my unfocused eyes over and over, trying to take in my surroundings, but the dizzying sensation had already scrambled my head.
When I looked down I saw my lower belly deeply indented in the exact shape of her hand.
Following that hand upward I found Athena's face, looking thoroughly steeped in pleasure.
"Sorry, Hera. Hold on for just one more minute. I'll finish inside that."
Athena pressed down even deeper.
After that, aside from the fact that I had been screaming, I couldn't remember a single thing that happened.
"Hnngh?!!"
"Hera... Hera... haaah..."
"Hngiiiit?! Nngguuuh!!!"
"Haa.... I'm coming..."
"Nnghooot!!?!!!!"
And so Athena's bedroom filled with nothing but the source-unknown wet sounds and the beast-like screams of someone being wrung out completely.
"......."
I stared at them with lifeless eyes.
I couldn't accept the reality in front of me.
I had been certain that wicked woman had used some kind of trick.
That she had cast a mind-affecting curse on Mom.
So all day today I had stuck right beside Mom and layered magic over her.
Healing magic that steadily purified the mind, and protective magic that warded off malicious curses.
And those spells...
were still active and functioning perfectly at Mom's side.
If that woman had done anything, the magic would have triggered and blocked it.
Yet Mom was still beneath that wicked woman, moaning like a beast.
Crunch—
A coppery taste filled my mouth.
Does Mom... like that kind of thing..?
Being treated like an animal... being tormented... is that what she likes..?
Is that why she shows that happy smile she never, ever gives me...
to that woman...
Whether she had fainted or not, Mom collapsed limply onto the bed.
Then the woman scattered kisses all over Mom's unconscious body before curling up tightly against her and holding her close.
Was this as far as it went?
"....."
Still maintaining the magic that erased my presence, I quietly returned to my room and slipped into bed.
Yesterday I had forced myself to sleep somehow, but tonight I didn't think I would be able to sleep at all.
The sense of betrayal from Mom was simply too huge.
Yeah.
I get it, Mom.
I think I have no choice but to accept it now.
Mom wasn't the warm, mature, gentle person I had believed she was.
She was just... a beast that only knew how to make vulgar little cries.
It's okay, Mom. I still love you.
Even if Mom wasn't the person I thought I knew.
It didn't matter.
Something that small would never change the enormous love I felt.
No matter what kind of person Mom was, no matter what she did, I would stay by her side for the rest of my life.
Human lifespans are short, they say.
But if I fill Mom up completely with my mana, she will be able to live just as long as I do.
My feelings for Mom hadn't changed.
That much was certain.
But the way I thought about Mom... I would have to change that.
I had tried to be a lovely daughter who listened well and followed everything Mom said.
Because Mom seemed to look at that version of me fondly.
But this time I finally understood.
If I kept spending time like this, sooner or later that damn woman would steal Mom away from me.
What Mom truly wanted...
wasn't a lovely daughter. It was someone who would torment her without mercy.
All I had to do was change myself into what Mom wanted.
But I still didn't know much about humans.
A dragon without sexual desire had no idea how to make a human cry out those lewd screams, how to make their tongue hang out and their face melt into pleasure the way Mom's had just now.
I would have to study human sexual pleasure as quickly as possible.
No.
Maybe it would be better to study a beast's pleasure instead.
"...Mom's fault."
This is all Mom's fault.
For being a beast and still pretending to be a mature adult in front of me.
So I'll change too.
To match Mom's true self.
I'll make it so Mom can't live without me.
I slowly cooled the burning rage and spent the whole night steeling my resolve.
How many hours passed like that?
Creeeak—
"...!"
The very quiet sound of the door opening reached me.
I quickly shut my eyes and pretended to sleep.
"Ugh... so tired..."
The voice of the Mom I loved.
Unsteady footsteps approached, and then Mom gently lay down beside me.
"Still... I made it earlier than yesterday..."
Muttering to herself, Mom must have been exhausted, because she fell asleep almost at once.
I slowly turned my head and looked at her.
Her face as she breathed softly in and out.
It was just as beautiful as the first time I saw her. No—even more beautiful. A face that made my heart flutter.
...Did she come looking for me..?
Mom had clearly collapsed from exhaustion.
Yet she had still dragged her tired feet all the way here to my side. Maybe she hadn't forgotten about me completely.
"....."
The rage that had been blazing only moments ago vanished in an instant at that single action.
Warm feelings filled my heart again at the thought that Mom still cared enough to come to me.
"....Unfair."
I quietly got up from the bed and approached her.
When I gently lifted Mom's clothes, I saw the pink crest engraved on the lower part of her pure white belly—
and above it, the clear imprint of that woman's palm still remaining.
"....."
I didn't like it.
The fact that someone else's mark was left on Mom's body like this.
"But... you came to me, so..."
Originally I had planned to torment Mom without mercy.
Until she panted and smiled that happy smile for me too.
But seeing her drag her exhausted body back to my side...
I thought maybe I could be a little gentler.
I'll just erase this handprint, Mom.
"Sleep."
I couldn't risk Mom waking up, so I rested my hand on her head and cast the spell.
My blue mana gently wrapped around Mom's head.
I pulled the blanket aside and straddled her thighs.
And there it was—Mom's lewd little belly.
When I pressed a finger into the place where the pink crest was engraved—
Twitch—
Mom's body gave a small shudder.
A strange feeling rose in me, so I pressed her belly a few more times.
Twitch—twitch—
Her body trembled in time with each press.
Watching Mom flinch under my touch filled me with a damp, unexplainable sense of superiority.
I looked down at the red handprint painted across Mom's pure white lower belly.
"...Just this..."
I'll just erase this handprint.
Well, technically I'm covering it rather than erasing it.
I brought both hands together and set them on Mom's lower belly.
Anyone watching might have mistaken it for CPR.
Then I put my strength into it and pressed down with both hands—
"?!??!!?"
"Ah."
Mom's body jerked hard for an instant, and I, sitting on her thighs, lost my balance and toppled sideways.
"Can't be helped..."
I cast a binding spell and tied Mom's wrists, ankles, and even her waist.
This way I wouldn't fall off like before.
I climbed back onto her thighs and pressed both hands down on her belly again.
"Hyeek?!"
Mom's waist arched high once more.
But this time she didn't thrash as violently; it ended with just a little bounce.
"Mm. I can keep going."
Intending to cover every last bit of her with my own handprints, I began pressing down hard on her belly over and over with both hands.
"Hoook...?! Hnngh?"
She was deep asleep with no consciousness, yet instinctive little sounds still slipped from her lips?
Press—press—
"Hiik??!... Hyeek?!"
She was making those cute, spoiled sounds for me too—the ones she had only let that woman hear.
A sense of accomplishment at growing closer to Mom, and the forbidden thrill of touching her sleeping body, filled my heart.
"More. Let me hear more, Mom."
Let me hear lots and lots of the sounds you make when you're happy too.
"Hgok?! Ohok?!"
Mom's belly sinking in the exact shape of my hands.
For some reason it felt addictive.
"Hehe..."
"Heuk?!? Hyahk? Hngkeuk?!"
"More.. more.."
"Nghok?! Hnngh?!??"
After several dozen minutes like that—
".......♡♡"
"Hehe... I love you, Mom."
Mom lying beside me with her tongue out, twitching.
As I thought—Mom really did like this kind of thing.
Only after my handprints were left bright red all over her belly was I finally able to climb down from her thighs.
"Hm?"
When I lay down beside her and stretched out my legs, I felt something damp.
Pulling the blanket back, I saw the sheets near Mom's legs were completely soaked.
Why... is it wet..?
Had Mom wet herself?
I couldn't think of any other explanation.
If it had been anyone else's urine I would have burned it away in disgust on the spot.
But if it came from Mom, I didn't mind if it got all over me.
Without caring, I stretched my legs out over the damp patch and nestled into Mom's arms.
"You're such a messy girl, Mom."
Even so. I really, really love you.