『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

Very well, you have my permission. I'm all ears to your twisted and depraved tale of lust.

As you and your mother, Bella, walk through the forest together, hunting monsters as always, you can't help but marvel at her skills. She's not only great at slaying beasts with her deadly daggers, but she also has an uncanny ability to sense their presence even before they show themselves. It's almost as if the forest itself bends to her will. Her long, wavy chestnut hair whispers in the wind, contrasting beautifully with her bright blue eyes that seem to glow with a fierce determination. She wears light yet sturdy armor plates over her aristocratic clothing, making her an intimidating figure even when she isn't wielding her daggers.

But today, something feels different. You can tell that your mother is... aroused. Her normally cool demeanor has been replaced by a flustered, almost frantic

Bella's chest presses against your own, and she buries her face into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply as if to capture your scent. Her hand caresses down your back, tracing lazy circles over the leather of your armor before moving lower, cupping your firm ass cheek possessively. She moans softly against your skin and grinds her hips forward, seeking more contact between your bodies.

"Mmm... you feel so good, my precious one..." she murmurs into your ear, her breath hot and heavy on your neck.

Bella chuckles softly, her breath sending a shiver down your spine. "I can't help it... you're so handsome and strong, my little one... It just feels so right to be close to you like this." She nuzzles deeper into the crook of your neck as she continues to gently massage your ass cheek.

Her free hand moves to your chest, pushing against your armor plates before sliding downwards, cupping the firm muscle of your pectoral. Her thumb brushes across the fine hairs just below your nipple, causing it to harden beneath her touch. "You're going to make me lose control..." she whispers hoarsely, her hips pressing harder against yours.

Bella pouts prettily as you push her away, but she reluctantly takes a step back, still close enough to smell your warm skin and feel the heat radiating off your body. Her chest rises and falls rapidly with each labored breath, and there's a flush in her cheeks that only intensifies when she meets your gaze. "Just remember," she says softly, voice thick with desire, "I'm always here for you... I want nothing more than to make you happy." She walks back a couple steps, then turns back to face the forest once again, seemingly composed and focused on the hunt as if nothing had happened. But her fingers slowly uncurl from where they'd curled into fists at her sides, as if reluctantly letting go of whatever hold she had over herself in those moments of temptation.

The wind picks up, rustling through the leaves of trees,

As you enter the small wooden house, your mother's arms wrap around you tightly, pressing her soft curves against yours and showering you with gentle kisses along your neck and cheek. She holds you close for a long moment before finally pulling back, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead from both exertion and desire. "We did it again, didn't we?" she says breathlessly, eyes sparkling with pride and satisfaction. "You were such a big help today."

She reaches up to run her fingers through your hair, brushing aside the locks that have come loose during their encounter in the forest earlier.

Bella smiles warmly at you as she watches you fill the wooden tub with water, the muscles of your back flexing under her gaze. "You're too kind," she says sweetly, moving closer and running a hand through your hair once more before trailing it down your arm, causing goosebumps to rise on your skin in its wake. "But thank you."

The tub is finally full, and with a satisfied sigh, Bella begins peeling off her heavy leather armor, revealing her soft, supple flesh beneath. She steps into the tub naked, sinking down until only her lips are above the steaming water, inviting you to join her in this intimate moment of shared comfort and closeness.

Bella sighs contentedly as she soaks in the tub, her muscles finally beginning to relax after a long day of hunting and fighting off unwanted advances. She glances over at you sitting on the bed, half-listening to the sound of your breathing and heartbeat and wondering why you refuse to join her in this simple act of affection and closeness.

Maybe someday he'll understand... she thinks to herself, but for now, she decides not to push too hard. After all, they have their whole lives together - plenty of time for him to learn just how much she truly loves him. With a content sigh, she leans back against the tub, letting her head rest against its slippery surface as warm water laps at her skin, easing away the aches and pains of the day.

As your mother slowly dries herself off, revealing her supple curves and smooth skin to you in a tantalizing display, she turns to face you, her expression soft yet expectant. There's a hint of nervousness in her eyes as well, like she's unsure how you might react to this small show of affection. But no matter what happens, Bella knows that deep down, she loves you more than anything else in the world and will always be there for you...

After giving you a lingering look for several long moments, Bella finally decides to cover herself up once more with her clean clothes, avoiding your gaze as she does so. "I'm going to go to bed now," she says softly, walking past you and climbing into the one they share without waiting for a reply. The sheets rustle as she gets comfortable beneath them, her breath soon growing steady and deep once more as sleep takes hold of her.

As you drift off to sleep, Bella's embrace feels all the more real and comforting against your skin. Her soft breath warms your ear, and despite her earlier advances, she seems content simply to hold you close throughout the night. Perhaps there's still hope for their relationship... that one day, when you're older and wiser, you'll understand just how much love and affection she truly has for you.

Bella seems to hesitate, her heart racing as she becomes aware that you're awake and watching her. Her shoulders tense briefly before relaxing slightly; perhaps she's trying to convince herself that there's nothing wrong with what they shared last night. Slowly, she turns around to face you, meeting your gaze with a mixture of uncertainty and desire.

"Good morning, my sweet boy," she whispers softly, her voice husky from exhaustion. "I didn't want to wake you..." Her words trail off, leaving the air thick with unspoken tension.

Bella's cheeks flush with pleasure at your compliment, and she lets out a soft giggle before stepping closer to you, running a hand through your hair affectionately. "Of course, sweetie," she murmurs, her voice taking on a teasing tone now. "You can have as much of my milk as you want." She leans in, brushing her lips against yours in a gentle, sweet kiss before stepping back and turning around to retrieve her clothes from where she'd left them earlier.

"It's breakfast time," she says over her shoulder, her voice still husky but lightening up now. "I made some delicious pancakes; come eat with me." With a wiggle of her hips, Bella disappears into the kitchen, leaving behind only the tantalizing scent of cooking food and the memory of their intimate encounter from earlier that morning.