Mom, Something Feels Weird Down There...
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"Mama...! I love you!!"
"Hahh...♥ Mama loves you too, Siwoo my son♥"
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch!!
Siwoo wrapped his arms tightly around So-young's entire body.
Clinging fiercely to each other, they dove headfirst into pregnancy sex.
Their sweet gazes locked, and they shared a brief kiss.
A soft smack echoed as their lips parted, Siwoo's saliva trickling down between them. So-young smiled at the playful glint in her smirking son's eyes. Her mouth eagerly devoured her beloved son's secretions, savoring them as much as she would with her lower lips.
"Feeding Mama something like this... mmph, you're such a naughty son, Siwoo?"
"And what about Mama, gobbling up her son's cock so deliciously?"
"That's a good Mama. Taking care of her son's sexual needs is Mama's job, after all♥"
"Mama's way too lewd!"
Siwoo buried his face in her breasts once more.
Imagining the sweet milk he'd taste from Mama's tits in a few months, he rocked his hips ferociously. Pinned down by her son's embrace, So-young couldn't budge an inch, forced to take the merciless pounding through her entire body. His violent thrusts ravaged her pussy, drawing moans from her that echoed through the whole mansion.
"Nnghaah...!! Ah, ahn, hngh...!! Haang, haa—♥"
"Get pregnant! Get pregnant, Mama! Take my son's cock swelling your pussy, get filled to the brim, and get pregnant!"
"Yes, hngh!! I'll get pregnant!! If you pump Mama's pussy full of your baby batter, Mama will give birth to our adorable little one!"
So-young hugged him tight, her face enraptured just from the thought.
A new family.
Mama and son, and their baby.
It was a family structure so bizarre that everyone would raise hell over it, but in her imagination, it was happier than any other. Sure, ten or so daughters-in-law might join later, but So-young was confident.
'Siwoo's my son, after all...♥'
Her massive tits squished against Siwoo's cheeks.
They were so firm and perky, you could swear she was in her early twenties. Incredibly soft yet impossibly elastic, with that absurd volume. No matter how many kids she had, these breasts would never sag.
"Be my Mama forever, Mama!"
The collaboration of her plush, bouncy mamaries and the pussy softly embracing his cock briefly lowered Siwoo's IQ.
So-young beamed brightly at her son's joyful cry.
Their love had been born from twisted maternal instincts and affection-starved obsession amid grief's ashes—an impure, forbidden passion. Yet So-young was happy. Vowing never to lose family again, she whispered into Siwoo's ear.
"Mama will always be your Mama♥ In life... and in death♥"
Words that might sound creepy at first glance, but Siwoo just laughed.
What was the problem with spending eternity with a woman like this?
Their lips met again.
"Mmmph♥ Smack, smack, smooch♥"
"Smack. Smooch.... Mmm...."
In the bliss of their happy kiss, Siwoo couldn't hold back and unleashed his load straight into her pussy.
Spluuurt, spluuuurt, splurt splurt, spurt, spuuuurt!!
There hadn't even been time to warn her.
Even then, instinct drove him to thrust his ejaculating cock deep inside. The thick spurting glans plunged in, battering her cervix.
Squelch squelch♥
So-young's cervix twitched wildly, latching desperately onto the glans it had craved. It clung tight as massive waves of thick white semen gushed endlessly, filling the widow's womb.
He'd cum several times already, but the ejaculation cycle's power was immense. Sticky, sloshing cum filled most of her womb. If she stood up, more than half would spill out—but right now, it sloshed audibly inside her.
"Haa, haa...."
"Hnnngh...♥"
"I pumped Mama's pussy... haa, full of it...."
"Hehe. Your princely cock has conquered Mama's womb?"
"......"
Was it the ejaculation cycle? Or her words?
Even after squeezing out every last drop from his urethra, his cock showed no signs of wilting. It throbbed vigorously, blood pumping hard, ready for round two. The rock-hard shaft twitched inside her tight pussy, preparing her.
The goal was obvious.
Pregnancy.
Han So-young's—Mama's—pregnancy.
Both Siwoo and So-young understood it perfectly.
"I love you, my son...♥"
Her eyes sparkled with maternal love and raw lust.
"You can go again, right, Siwoo my son? Even after filling Mama's pussy to the brim... you can still do it, right?"
"...I could do it all day."
"Oh my. Then shall we test just how vigorous our son really is?"
"Now that I think about it, that's impossible."
"Huh?"
"A day... won't be enough."
"......♥"
The pregnancy mating resumed.
They fucked until the bed was soaked with sweat, semen, and pussy juices.
The perceptive butler and servants wisely stayed away from the room. No one knocked, even though they skipped dinner. The usually spacious mansion felt strictly disciplined now, everyone moving with perfect efficiency to clear the perimeter.
"This is a rare chance to swap sides... surely they won't do anything stupid?"
"Y-yes, sir! O-of course not!"
The interior was no different.
The butler, who had turned a blind eye to a few spies until now, finally took decisive action.
Han So-young had shown zero interest before, with no sign of change. He'd left them alone to provoke at least some reaction, but now there was no need.
"So, with this, we've dealt with all the internal spies?"
Death or persuasion.
Most chose the latter.
They'd been motivated more by profession than loyalty, after all.
"Um... Butler."
"Yes?"
"One got away."
"...What? Already?"
"Seems like they vanished the moment the mistress entered Siwoo-nim's room."
"Tch. Quick on their feet. Whose side?"
"Uh... Adlen-nim's..."
"...What? Of all people... haa."
As new turmoil loomed on the horizon, the moans and hot gusts from one room in the mansion showed no sign of stopping even after sunset.
Because of that, the entire staff ended up pulling an unscheduled all-nighter. Most couldn't even rest during their breaks. One by one, more rooms echoed with moans.
Morning came. Then noon. The pair had fasted completely.
The pregnancy sex finally wrapped up just over 24 hours later.
"Haa, hngh, hnght... This... has to be pregnancy...♥"
"Hoo... yeah, probably...."
Siwoo nodded, gazing at So-young nestled in his arms.
He didn't know if today was her fertile day, but a man's ejaculation cycle was extraordinary. It boosted virility, sperm motility, and even lifespan during the peak. Normal sperm lasted 2-3 days, up to 5 in ideal conditions—but at cycle's height, over a week was possible. With his penis power, failing to impregnate her would be the real anomaly.
'Already a second kid...'
Queen Sharfria's belly was just starting to form their first, and now a second.
Two home runs out of three rounds.
A twinge of worry for his future crept in, but So-young laughed happily.
"Hehe, don't worry."
"Huh?"
Siwoo flinched, wondering if she'd read his mind. But she'd caught his worried expression without grasping the full reason.
"You'll definitely get me pregnant."
"Ah.... R-right, of course."
"Even if not... Mama will make it happen...♥"
"......"
Her words sent a chill down his spine—she made it sound entirely plausible.
An SS-grade hero might will her eggs to drop on command. Women who'd transcended human limits into superhuman realms? Totally possible.
'Ah, fuck. That's hot in its own way.'
But separately, his dick stayed soft.
Even for him, erection after over a full day of sex was too much.
"Siwoo."
"Y-yeah."
"Want to be my son for real?"
"...? I already am your son...."
"No, not that."
"Huh? Then... what?"
"Officially. As my... no, Mama's adopted son♥"
"Uh...."
He was a bit flustered.
After sloppy, womb-filling sex, she wasn't proposing marriage or dating—just adoption as her son. Her thinking was astonishing on multiple levels.
Was adoption that simple? Or was she teasing? His mind reeled, words failing him.
"Why? Don't you want to?"
"No, it's just... our kid, and all that... various issues...."
"It's fine."
"Huh? What's fine?"
"Everything. If it's not... we'll make it fine."
"......"
Siwoo was speechless.
Han So-young meant it.
"I... like it. Sure...."
"Right? Hehe. Yes. Good. Then tomorrow, I'll contact the imperial family right away...."
"W-wait, hold on!"
"Why?"
"S-slow down a bit...."
"Mm.... Okay. If that's what our son wants... hehe."
Seeing So-young snuggled in his arms, pumping her fists in delight, brought a smile to Siwoo's lips.
It was confusing as hell, but honestly seemed fun. Family trees and relations might turn into a total mess later, but if it was enjoyable now, why not?
He already eyed mothers and daughters, sisters too—his own kid from his adoptive mom? Not a big deal. If it became one, as So-young said, he'd force it to be fine. With force or power.
'I've really changed a lot.... Ah, but more importantly, I need to tell her about Sharfria too...'
"And."
"Mm, yeah."
"I'm coming back to active duty."
"Oh, really? ...Huh?"
"Active duty. Returning. If Mama goes back on active duty... it'll help our son, right?"
"Y-yeah?"
"Hehe. Yeah. Let's do it. Won't happen overnight anyway. Prep alone will take months."
Siwoo realized luck had aided him again.
A dangerous ejaculation cycle that could've killed him, but he'd gained everything from Han So-young: her body, love, womb, and probably her wielded power. Plus, he'd crushed the mission with overwhelming achievements.
'Goddess, thank you from the bottom of my heart.'
Silently thanking the goddess—possibly the cause of his regression—he kissed So-young.
"Mmm, smack♥ Your lips are so sweet, son. I could eat them forever♥"
"Stop saying lewd stuff.... Still can't get hard yet...."
"But it's my honest review?"
"Haa."
The Han So-young he'd first met brimmed with tragic beauty and pathos. Now, she overflowed with erotic allure and maternal warmth.
He'd pushed to his limits, but she seemed comfortably relaxed. The yang qi and cock she'd tasted after so long made her look even more vibrant than before.
'Gonna need to grow more to handle Mama.... Ah, but calling her Mama...'
Maybe from yelling "Mama" nonstop during their 24-hour fuckfest. The word was burned into his mouth and mind. Calling her that casually outside sex felt embarrassing deep down, so he pondered nicknames seriously.
'What'd be good...'
Lost in thought, So-young bonked his chest with her head.
"Thud."
"Huh?"
"Don't think alone. Talk to Mama."
"Ah, sure. I was just mulling over what to call you...."
"Oh, that...."
Though they'd fasted a full day, rest and sleep trumped hunger. They chatted idly on the bed for a while before dozing off at the same time.
The next morning, they woke to an unexpected guest.
"Ah, Adlen?"
"Long time no see, So-young~."
The active SS-grade hero of the Glazer Empire, Adlen, had arrived.
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