Chapter 125
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 125
Chapter Title: Dream Demon Family Sharing Love (3)
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You have acquired the Mental Pollution Resistance skill.
At that instant, the sweet pink haze filling the room vanished like a lie.
My mother's face and breasts, smeared with my semen, came into sharp focus... along with her body, convulsing while still connected to me.
Mother's eyes were wide with shock.
"How... already...?"
"Haa... haa..."
I couldn't make sense of her words. All I could do was pant raggedly, feeling my cock still buried deep inside her.
I can thrust more.
Deeper.
I began pushing in slowly, everything that remained.
The hot, sticky inner walls stretched around my shaft, licking every inch. Even after cumming once, my dick showed no signs of softening—instead, it swelled harder.
Until there was nowhere left to go.
Finally, I tensed my hips and drove in to the hilt. The thick base thudded dully against her pussy entrance.
All of it. Buried inside.
Mother's chin lifted, her mouth parting slightly.
"Oog... hoo, oot... hooeuk...!"
Her eyes lost focus, her face twisted in pleasure and pain. Unstoppable drool trailed from her lips like sticky threads.
Her entire body shuddered.
I was just as lost in overwhelming ecstasy.
Fuck, she's so goddamn tight...
Was this really the grip of a married woman?
Or maybe she hadn't had much action lately. No kids, and with her position so high up...
But despite her body's reactions, Mother's elegant face twisted with anger and humiliation for the first time.
"Take it..."
Her voice was ice-cold.
"This... filthy thing... Pull it out right now!"
"But Mother, just moments ago you said it was okay to put it in..."
"Th-that's... oogh...!"
Mother's hands pushed at my shoulders in desperation. But her arms, slack from pleasure and shock, held no strength.
I caught her slender wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head against the chair's backrest.
"I'm sorry, Mother."
"Hng...!"
I whispered into her ear. No pulling out now.
Her eyes wavered. She clearly hadn't seen this coming.
The sight ignited a surge of conquest. Mocking her resistance, I drew my deeply embedded cock back halfway, agonizingly slow.
A sticky friction sound accompanied it—her hips twitched at the withdrawal.
"Haak...!"
Then, without pause, I slammed back to the root.
Thwack—!
"Oogh...! H-heuk...!"
The chair scraped backward with a creak. She couldn't budge, reduced to a ragdoll at my mercy. I forced her kicking thighs apart with my knees and began pistoning my hips in earnest.
Slow at first, savoring her depths. The more she tensed her legs in resistance, the tighter her pussy clenched my cock. Each time, a gasp of admiration escaped me, a stifled moan from her.
"Mother, your inside... it's fucking insane..."
"Hngt, eut, ah...! Stop it, please... Ihyeon...! Aang!"
A succubus's body was brutally honest. With every upward thrust, her walls spasmed, sucking me deeper. I ramped up the pace.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Wet flesh slapping filled the room. Mother's refined voice shattered into ragged gasps. Even her defiant glare softened in pleasure, unfocused and lost.
"Ah! Ah! Eu-eut! There, right there...! Stop, aang!"
Her cries signaled she was nearing the edge. Her spasming depths milked my cock—I was on the verge of losing it.
I blew first.
Second load.
But incomparable, buried impossibly deep as I unleashed everything.
Spurt! Spuuuurt! Spluuuurt!
"Keuk...!"
Hot semen blasted her cervix once more. I halted amid the aftershocks, burying my face in her shoulder to catch my breath. Her body quivered faintly, strength ebbing away.
"I-is it... over now...?"
Thinking the worst had passed, she rasped out the words.
But my cock hadn't softened a bit. Soaked in my own cum inside her, it grew slicker, hotter—swelling taut anew.
"What...?"
Despair dawned on Mother's face.
I drank it in, then began moving my hips again.
Rougher now. Deeper. Stirring her insides with my load.
"Haa...! Y-you insane... You're really... a beast...! Ah! Ah! Eung!"
Her curses melted into scream-like moans.
Yes. I was a beast.
A rutting beast pup ravaging his mother.
And she was nothing but a helpless bitch getting pounded.
Sweat, semen, and Mother's scent blended into a dizzyingly thick aroma. Drunk on it, I thrust wilder. I nuzzled her nape, hot breath in her ear as I whispered.
"...Mother. I want to fill you up. Knock you up."
That moment, her convulsing body went rigid as stone.
She turned slowly to face me. Pleasure-hazed eyes iced over with contempt. The moans building in her throat vanished as she spat, deliberate and venomous.
"Fil-thy... spawn."
But that glare only fueled my fire. I seized her chin, forcing her gaze to mine, then rammed deeper—straight to her womb's end.
Thud!
"Oogh...!"
A choked scream burst from her. Tears welled in those eyes—I laughed.
"Yeah, that's right. I'm a filthy spawn. And right now, Mother's pussy's got that filthy spawn dick in a death grip, loving every inch."
I pistoned like a madman.
The frenzy undid her elegant updo at last. Long, jet-black hair cascaded to her waist, sweat-soaked strands clinging to her back, shoulders, and my arms.
Obscenely erotic.
She was crying for sure. Tears of shame, rage, and uncontrollable bliss, her face a mask of ecstasy.
But something felt off.
A bizarre shift from moments before.
With every load she absorbed, her body changed—subtly, but unmistakably.
The breasts crushing my chest swelled visibly, firmer. The waist in my grip cinched narrower; her ass plumped enticingly.
Her face most of all. Twisted in contempt and rapture, yet her skin paled to porcelain, cheeks flushed, eyes dripping seduction.
Growing more beautiful. Younger.
"Haa... haa... No..."
Her face darkened at the transformation.
"Didn't want... to turn back like this...!"
Her wail drowned in my pistoning, twisting into moans of pleasure.
"Aang! Ihyeon! Ah, ah! Ah! Cumming! Gonna cum again...! Euheung!"
"Me too... gonna cum...!"
Splurt! Spluuuurt! Spluuuurt!
Spluuuurt...
"Haa, haa."
Third load.
I emptied everything inside her, then finally rose on weary limbs and pulled out. A sticky slurp followed—some cum trailed down her thigh.
Mother's lower belly bloated faintly but distinctly. Panting, she staggered to her feet from the chair.
The pricey chair lay half-smashed, useless.
She licked her lips. Bloodshot red eyes brimmed with pleasure's afterglow. With graceful fingers, she swept back sweat-matted hair from her cheek.
Just now, she'd been clinging and moaning in my arms.
Now, I looked the exhausted one. She glowed with health and vitality, more than before.
"H-how...?"
"Haa... Only natural."
She drawled languidly. No contempt or rage now—just drowsy satisfaction.
"Absorb essence or be absorbed. In a dream demon's power struggle, you couldn't beat me."
"That means..."
She'd absorbed my vitality from the cum.
Gulp.
She was going easy? Nah—more like she was sealed...
Mother glided toward me. Her eyes fell on my still-rigid cock; slender fingers pressed the fat glans firmly.
"Ugh...!"
"To think... you'd dare turn this mother back into this."
She caressed her bulging belly lovingly.
Then flashed me a secretive smile.
"Incubus or succubus, anyone with these demonic skills craves impregnation. Sowing their seed, taking others'. It's instinct."
"N-never heard that."
"Of course. Have you knocked anyone up?"
"Wh-what about you, Mother!"
Her face flushed crimson.
The eternally poised Mother, thrown by my crude question—that gap was insanely hot.
"...You wicked brat."
"Ugh! G-gentle...!"
Her grip tightened on my cock, squeezing out the last remnants.
Regaining poise, she lectured like a teacher.
"Listen well, son. Once the body you seeded finishes pregnancy prep, you choose 'conception' in your mind. Incubus power lets you impregnate hordes at once—turning a whole group into your women instantly. Old Tartaros texts confirm it. During the great rift assaults, countless female hunters suffered."
"Yeah..."
"And on the flip side, a succubus?"
Her crimson eyes pierced me.
"You said you wanted to impregnate me. If it really happens... you'd be my slave forever. Or rather..."
She paused, lips curling.
"My husband. For life."
My mind went ice-cold.
Seraphina, Cheon Da-eun, all the bitches I'd claim ahead. Give it up? Bound to Mother alone?
Nah...
My disgust must've shown. She saw it, closed her eyes, and sighed deeply.
"Haa... That's why I said no. Now you get Mother's feelings."
Resigned, she released my cock and gazed at her belly.
"But still... you came so much."
Her fingers grazed my cheek softly, like a devil's whisper.
"No clue how you stayed conscious, but you're cursed now. The price for lusting after this body. Every time you fuck another woman, you'll think of me. Their bodies so lacking, their skills so pathetic—compared to this mother. And bit by bit... drawn back. Unable to escape this bliss."
She sighed.
"Huu... Poor thing. What to do with you, my wretched son..."
But I just blinked.
No such feeling...
Curse? Comparison? Pull? Nothing.
Probably that new Mental Pollution Resistance skill.
Her body just looked prettier, pussy tighter—wanted to fuck again.
Playing along, I mustered my most pitiful look.
"M-Mother... again... want it again..."
Pity and irrepressible glee flickered across her face.
She masked it, stroking my hair.
"Can't be helped. You'd just suffer... Mother will ease your pain."
Like a goddess granting mercy, she turned and braced her hands on the wrecked chair back. Her massive ass thrust toward me—semen-glistening pussy lewdly exposed once more.
"Come here. If you crave it... I'll lend you this womb again."
Her crimson eyes gleamed.