The moment Daniel activated his new ability, a dark-coloured tattoo resembling strange flora bloomed across her pubic region. It was invisible to everyone except him.
Marnie's intimate openings were now forbidden territory. Anyone who attempts to access would die instantly, except the caster.
She felt nothing beyond pleasure, her mind had gone blissfully blank while her son's warm cum leaked from her pink pussy.
Daniel withdrew his cock slowly and deliberately.
Marnie was having another wave of intense ecstasy, flowing through her whole body, her vision blurred for a second and droplets of warm milk spilled from her swollen breasts.
Daniel leaned forward, licking his lips from left to right in anticipation, as he moved to latch onto one of her massive boobs. Marnie stopped him, mid-way.
"No, Son," she murmured, pressing her forearms across her nipples like a shield.
"But—"
Marnie interrupted him with a sultry smile.
"On one condition," she purred, her voice lewd with sinful desires. "Only, if you fuck my ass harder to make it gape, just like my pussy."
Daniel froze on the spot, his cock hardening painfully in an instant.
'Did mom just tease me to fuck her ass? Hehe… I never expected her to say that,' he thought, gazing down at her ass, hungrily.
Immediately, he pressed his head of his shaft against her tight anal ring.
'Heh… young people are so impulsive. He directly went for my ass without even—"
*Slap-Slap-Slap-Slap!*
"Anh~ Anh~ Anh~ Anh<3" she moaned softly, biting down on her lower lip.
"Here comes your anal buster, Mom," he whispered hotly into her ear, his warm breath sending chills through her whole body.
Then, he pushed himself into her impossibly tight asshole slowly and steadily. Halfway in, Marnie rocked her hips backward to help her son bury himself to the hilt.
"Nghhgghhhhh~ mnnnnhhhh~"
'F-fuck. Her insides are pushing my cock but also trying to suck me even deeper. It feels completely different from the last time I had fucked her,' he thought in a daze.
*Plap-Plap-Plap*
"Anh~ Anh~ Anh~"
*PLAP-PLAP-PLAP*
"Ngh~ Ahh~ Anh~"
Her moans spilled freely like an unrestrained hungry slut, her face contorted into a pure ahegao expression.
"Mom, I want to suck your boobs now. Show me," He panted, voice deep with need.
"No…" She replied, with a grin spreading across her lips.
Then, in one fluid motion, she cupped her busty boobs, lifting them toward him like an offering.
"Okay, Son. You can suck it now," she said with a lewd expression.
Daniel surged forward and squeezed her soft delicate flesh, sucking her boobs harder even harder.
*SUCK!!*
Her breast milk burst into his mouth.
*Suck-Schlick-Suck-Schlick*
'Damn, her sweet warm milk is making me hornier than ever. Ahh… am bout to cummm…'
Then without any warning, Daniel erupted inside her ass, flooding her ass with his thick hot ropes of cum. Dumping every last drop inside her.
The sudden rush sent Marnie squirting violently once more.
*SPLUUUUUUURT—SQUUUUIRT!*
Later, as the feverish heat settled down a bit. Daniel took a slice of carrot and smeared it generously with his sticky translucent sour cream.
"Mom, open your mouth," Daniel commanded, his voice low.
Marnie parted her lips, and ate it without hesitation.
"Good girl…" Daniel said, satisfaction rumbling in his chest.
*krrch-krrch-krrch*
The next morning.
"Bye, Mom… I'll come home as soon as possible," Daniel said, waving as he stepped out.
"Take care… Son… I'll be rooting for you…" Marnie replied, waving her hand with tender smile.
Daniel walked towards the market, where transportation wagons are easily available.
He wore a classic light blue tunic dress, warm cotton pants, leather shoe and a satchel slung over his shoulder.
Minutes later, he arrived at the market and saw a waggoner brushing his horse while feeding it hay.
Daniel approached.
"How much to the Arcana town?" He asked with a neutral expression.
"Five copper coins, sir," The waggoner replied with a firm tone.
"What! Are you serious?" Daniel blinked, looking astonished.
"Yes… It's five, sir," he said with a confident look. "If you don't believe me, ask any waggoner here."
Daniel felt something odd in the atmosphere, his eyes drifted to other Waggoners who all looked alike—old and suspicious.
"Three coins," Daniel said matching his tone.
"No sir…" The Waggoner denied.
"Okay…" Daniel turned his face and walked away.
Daniel approached another Waggoner.
The person looked to be in his late twenties, older than Daniel. Wearing a green tunic with a thick moustache on his face.
"Excuse me, Sir. How much to Arcana town?" Daniel said politely.
"It will be four coppers, sir," he replied, stepping down from his wagon.
Daniel paused for a heartbeat, eyes locked on the man.
"Hmm… I was hoping for two coins," he paused, as if reconsidering. "But the other Waggoner offered me three. I suppose, I'll go with him,"
Daniel narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned away.
The waggoner saw it clearly.
Not even a few steps, the Waggoner called out to him.
"Sir, how about three copper coins."
Daniel turned and nodded, with a neutral expression.
The Waggoner who had refused Daniel in the first place, watched the exchange with a surprised look, though Daniel didn't notice him.
The dirt path stretched out endlessly ahead, flanked by rolling green hills. Some wagons passed by him, some merchants preparing their makeshift stalls along the roadside.
Marnie had packed him some decent amount of coins for his journey. Decent enough to have a three meals a day for three days and three nights.
Daniel recalled the priest's announcement from yesterday.
'There might be a chance that the trial could stretch over two days to complete, but only if someone survives the first.'
Sixteen minutes later.
He finally reached the gate of the Arcana town.
Daniel handed him three coins and hopped out of the wagon just to see that many people had already formed a snake-like line outside the walls.
There was still half an hour left before the gate would open.
Roughly seventy people were present in the line with more people still arriving, on their way. Daniel slipped into the queue line, waiting patiently, listening carefully while keeping his expression neutral.
Then, his gaze drifted toward the front, and landed on a familiar figure.
'Is that Nicolas?' He wondered.
"Status"