*blink-blink*
Daniel slowly regained his consciousness, after enduring intense exhaustion that had claimed him. His leather satchel lay beside the bed, exactly where he had left it, the last time.
'Huh, my eye!' he quickly reached for his right eye, fingers softly brushing around his right eyelid, carefully.
It was normal, no scars, no swelling, no trace, nothing.
His t-shirt and pants, were clean as well. Showed no traces of bloodstains. Yet deep down he remembered the pain and agony he had suffered obtaining that ability.
"Man… i want to forget ev-" The door creaked open.
It was marnie, carrying a clay bottle in one hand. She's wearing a fresh olive chemise that clung softly to her curves, eyes slightly red and filled with worry.
In two quick strides she was at his bedside, arms wrapping around his neck as she pulled him into a tight hug.
"Son, I thought i lost you…" she said, her warm voice trembling with relief. "My prayers were answered. The evil spirits left your body, and god has returned my son back to me. I'm so happy right now"
Daniel's thoughts snapped into focus.
His face was buried against the warm, plush weight of her soft boobs, yielding, impossibly comforting.
'What is she talking about? Evil? Gods?' He blinked inwardly. 'Is she thinking she saved me with her prayers? Haha… i never thought mom will be a religious person.'
*Grrrr*
His stomach growled hard.
Marnie pulled back just enough to hear it. A gentle smile broke through her worry.
"Son, just wait here… I'll bring some food for you" She hurried out with a smile, leaving Daniel alone in his room.
'Why can't i see her description?, I should be seeing right?' He muttered.
He pushed himself up and swiftly pulled his grimbook from the satchel.
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Name: Daniel Dikson
Class: Human
Companion: Veilintina (Lust demon)
Exp: 100/2500
Level: 5
HP: 1100/1100
Mana: 300/300
Strength: 5
Charm: 3
Skill: {Voodoo Trap}
Ability: {Third Eye}
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"Wait… It's listed over here, then why can't i use it?" Daniel whispered under his breath.
He flipped the page from the back.
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{Ability}
Veil's Third Eye: This ability grants the power to view the status and life description of any living being.
Upon activation, a small window appears beside the target for five seconds before fading.
Mana cost: 5
Chant: ???
Note: Place your finger on the question mark and speak your chosen chant to activate this ability.
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Daniel placed his thumb to the question mark.
"Status" he said firmly.
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Chant: Status
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A minute later, Marnie returned with a wooden plate.
She set it carefully on his lap. A clay bowl steaming with thick hotchpotch. A classic dish for any mother in this village, with some chunks of potatoes and tomatoes and a good amount of kick.
A wooden spoon resting beside it, and the aroma hitting his nose, like a blessing.
*sniff…*
*nom*
The first bite tasted out of this world. When you're hunger, everything tastes great like a feast, after days of starvation.
*nom-nom-nom*
"How is the food, son?" She asked curiously, watching him enjoy the food.
He smiled with a satisfied expression. "It's amazing mom…"
"Status" he murmured, barely audible to her ears.
A red translucent window appeared beside her shoulder.
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Name: Marnie Medan
Age: 31
HP: 1000/1000
Mana: 200/200
Essence: 40% [Left]
Quality: Normal
Description: A stubborn housewife, who loves her son more than anything in the world.
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'Heh… fourty percent still left?' He whispered in his mind. 'Where did i missed?.'
Suddenly another screen flicked near her shoulder for a second before fading away.
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[ Essence ]
Mouth: 20%
Vagina: 40%
Ass: 40%
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He had to use the ability once more, just to confirm the full picture.
'Hmm… i see, that makes sense now.'
*nom*
Daniel finished his meal and pushed himself up from the bed.
Marnie quickly reached out, stopping him.
"Give me the plate," she said softly. "You should rest."
"I'm fine," Daniel replied. "I can take it to the kitchen myself."
But she insisted, her voice firm yet caring.
"Fine," he conceded with a sigh, standing and handing her the plates.
Marnie smiled warmly, taking them carefully in both hands before turning toward the door. Her hands were full.
In the next instant, Daniel stepped behind her and boldly cupped her full breasts from behind.
"Eek! What are you doing, son…" she gasped.
"Shut up, Mom…"
*Squeeze… Squeeze…*
"Anh~" a soft moan escaped from her lips.
'Ahh, not again,' she whispered in her mind. 'He's literally taking advantage of my stubborness and I can't even push him away. My hands were full and he is squeezing my boobs so fucking hard...'
Daniel smirked, his fingers tugging the fabric of her chemise downward. Her ample breasts spilled free with a satisfying bounce.
*Boing! Boing!*
Her chemise dress was tight, barely holding her large boobs, spilling out violently like a river bursting through a dam.
Her soft, pale curves barely contained by the linen fabric straining at the seams.
*Squeeze-Squueeze*
"Annnhh~" She moaned out loud, fingers trembling.
Daniel's palms sending heat through her body, initially low, but the intensity increased the longer they lingered.
Her nipples stiffened under his touch, her body betraying how much she craved the sensation despite herself.
"Son, please stop this. We are mother and mmp-" his left hand covered her lips, silencing her mouth.
"Who told you to speak, Stepmom" he whispered in her ear in a playful tone. "Don't get me wrong, mom, I'm just showing my gratitude."
By now, her body was fully aroused, her face flushed,, her mind foggy, resistance falling apart under the waves of unwanted pleasure.
He gathered the hem of her dress and rolled it up to her waist. She was already wet between her thighs, without any panties.
"Hehe, I see what you're trying to do" he said, closely to her ear. "You purposely pressed your boobs to my face and made me aroused, and now you want me to fuck you hard, isn't it?"
*squueeze!*
"Nngh!…"
Marnie didn't say a word, she didn't have to.
Daniel had already freed his hardening cock from his pants, guiding it between her thick thighs to tease along her wet folds.
Even if she wanted to protest or run for her innocent life, Daniel would have instantly stabbed her with his spear, driving it straight into her womb.
Marnie accepted her fate.
She looked down, only to see his, son's pussy driller being prepared.
'I wonder, how could i ever explain this to my husband? That our son has been fucking me, until i'm nothing but his desperate, moaning slut. I am ashamed as a mother and a wife.' She murmured in her mind.
Guilt flooded her thoughts, but her body betrayed her completely, aching for what came next.