"I'm sure that surprised you with how sudden it was."
She had only just been coronated, but Gloriana acted like she had been born a queen. She spoke calmly while comfortably sitting in a luxurious velvet chair placed a step higher than everyone else.
"Surprised" did not quite cover it. Felix had personally experienced an earth-shattering shock.
The audience had been left in an uproar after the new queen's bombshell announcement at her own coronation ceremony. The ceremony had come to an end, the boy named the new crown prince had been surrounded by the royal guard knights, and he had been taken inside the royal palace.
The ceilings were tall and the red carpet was so fluffy his feet sank down to the ankles. The gentle sunlight of early summer poured in from the right of the large room. This was the audience chamber.
The high-ranking officials who would be supporting the Ishtar Kingdom's new regime were lined up on either side. Prime Minister Canberra, Prince Hilmedes, and General Dexel stood there, still in their most formal clothing.
They had likely been informed in advance. At the very least, they had not reacted as noticeably as the nobles and others outside. However, the boy's life experiences had left him overwhelmingly ill prepared for reading the mental states of those experienced adults.
Felix was obviously out of place here and he knew that better than anyone else.
As the officials who represented the kingdom observed him like some strange creature, he could not help but tremble for no real reason.
"Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-what is going on?"
He desperately suppressed the urge to excuse himself and leave and he used his stiff tongue to speak as best he could.
"Is this some kind of planned entertainment?"
Gloriana furrowed her brow in surprise at the confused boy's suggestion.
"This is no mere entertainment. Do you really think I would speak nonsense at such an important event?"
"M-my apologies. Please find it in your heart to forgive me."
He had never even imagined he would doubt the words of a royal. He had been thoroughly trained as a knight since childhood, so he lowered his head until his forehead almost reached the floor.
"Heh heh. Well, I do understand how you must feel. We should probably explain, but it may be best if the count told you instead of me."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
On the calm queen's instructions, an elderly man stepped forward. He looked like the stereotypical stubborn, unrefined, and formal knight.
This was the man Felix had believed unquestioningly to be his father for his entire life.
"Dad, what is this?"
"Let me explain…Crown Prince. I have always told you I am your father. It was not always easy, but please forgive me for any rudeness I have ever shown you."
The boy was about ready to cling to the man, but the elderly knight wore the mask of a public official.
"D-don't be so formal. …And wh-why did she call you a count?"
"Your adoptive father Lord Gilbert has been given the title of count. I forgot to mention that," casually explained the queen. "It is the least I could do for raising my son to be such a wonderful young man. Besides, we could hardly keep up appearances if the crown prince's adoptive father did not have a court rank."
"I see…"
A royal knight without a court rank had suddenly been made a count.
Felix's dream or ambition for the future had been to achieve enough as a knight to earn the position of baron. The barrier to that seemingly high position had just been completely shattered.
"As Her Majesty the Queen just explained, you are not my son. When he was young, King Logenheid was kind enough to show his affection for my daughter Marinca – a royal maid at the time – and she later gave birth to you."
"…"
Felix stared in shock at the old man who was his maternal grandfather, not his father.
The son of a normal royal knight had just been told he was a prince and had even been named crown prince.
Many would call that an unexpected stroke of fortune, but he felt his position in the world and his hopes for the future crumbling away below him.
He could not think properly. He was left frozen in place by this reality that felt like a bad dream.
It was not uncommon for kings and nobles to have illegitimate children.
To preserve the honor of a queen from a noble family, it was also common for any boys born ahead of time to be kept secret and given to a retainer along with a small fortune.
And once their child was sent away, the woman's sorrow would often affect her recovery from childbirth and she would die.
(I see. So is that why my mom died young?)
It felt like he was thinking about someone else entirely.
But the king had died of illness before he could have a child with the queen. That part was a little unusual.
That explained why the son handed off to a retainer had been called back in. It was an unusual case, but it was apparently not entirely unheard of.
None of it felt real to Felix, but from Lord Gilbert's perspective, the daughter he had offered to the royal family had been sent back deflowered and now the grandson he had raised as a son was being taken by the royal family. It could not have been easy for him.
"Are you okay?"
When Lord Gilbert grew unsteady on his feet from the intense emotion and worry, it was Ursula in her formal knight's armor that supported him.
The tunnel vision brought on by the boy's confusion had caused him to completely overlook his crush by his adoptive father's side.
Ursula was well known as a young female knight and the two families had worked together for a long time.
"Urs…"
The woman who had guided the boy to his first orgasm the night before said nothing to him and only nodded with an icy look in her eyes.
Lord Gilbert pushed aside the hands of the woman who might have become his granddaughter-in-law and bowed toward the pale-faced boy.
"You have been presented to the royal family at the risk of your own life. But never forget that you have one spear that shall never betray you."
Hearing that, Felix realized that his grandfather had done everything he could after realizing that Felix's life in the royal palace would not be a peaceful one.
"Lord Gilbert, thank you very much. You may leave."
"Yes, Your Majesty. Excuse me."
Felix watched imploringly on as the man he had believed to be his father left the room and as Ursula followed worryingly after him.
Realizing that the new crown prince needed hope for the future far more than farewells with his past, his stepmother continued speaking.
"Allow me to introduce the others here. This is my brother-in-law Hilmedes. That makes him your uncle. He is our kingdom's greatest warrior and an undefeated military commander. He is the Ishtar Kingdom's guardian deity."
The man was extremely tall and was built like steel. He had black hair, a black beard, an intense light in his eyes, and looked like masculinity itself. He was a statue of a warrior carved from the dust of battle.
His older brother and Gloriana's husband, King Logenheid, had loved the arts, loved his wife, and loved peace. He had not had a crafty personality, but for better or for worse, he had been a normal sort of person. He had only been able to reign for fifteen years in this war-filled age because his younger brother had been fighting bloody battles on the front lines.
Whenever the troops had been reviewed, their respect and reverence had been directed toward the brother standing next to the king.
He was just as – if not more – talented, accomplished, and popular as Queen Gloriana who only had her beauty.
Most of the kingdom's people had fully believed Hilmedes would be the next king.
They had been unable to hide their surprise that Queen Gloriana had been given the throne. At the same time, they had praised Hilmedes' lack of greed and had known Gloriana's reign would be peaceful with him by her side. In fact, some even whispered that Gloriana's reign was a temporary situation leading into Hilmedes' reign.
But all that speculation had crumbled away with Felix's appearance.
There had clearly been a conspiracy between the old royal politician Prime Minister Canberra and the influential noble Kriemhild family.
If the throne had gone to heroic Hilmedes, there would have been largescale political reform and the kingdom would have taken a more active role in the continent's many wars.
As the representative of the conservatives, Prime Minister Canberra had not wanted that. And the Kriemhild family had wanted to avoid a reduction in their influence.
The two of them had colluded together and given the throne to Queen Gloriana. And that political magic trick had been made possible by naming King Logenheid's secret child crown prince.
Of course, Felix had no way of understanding all of those secret dealings right away, but his understanding would come bit by bit.
As a knight of the Ishtar Kingdom, the pure boy's cheeks flushed when faced by that ideal warrior that everyone looked up to.
"It is an honor to stand before you. Working under you had always been my dream."
"…"
Hilmedes gave the boy a silent bow.
Felix stood stock still when he felt a gaze so cold he thought it had cut into him.
"Hah hah hah. We can't have that. The general is the one who has to work for Your Highness. Isn't that right, Dragon Knight General?"
A middle-aged man with plump cheeks and an impressive figure cut in.
Relieved that the frozen atmosphere had thawed, Gloriana introduced the general standing beyond her brother-in-law.
"This is Tiger Knight General Dexel. He will be your defender."
"I will devote myself to fulfilling my duty."
He had a cheerful personality and did not seem like a bad person, but some thought he had received the rank of general from the political backing of the Kriemhild family more than his accomplishments.
It was rumored he had no redeeming qualities beyond his clean record and sociable personality. Or perhaps his rival, Prince Hilmedes, was simply so impressive that he looked unimpressive by default. He had no real military records of note, but he was skilled at completing paperwork. While he had no great victories, he had no great losses either. He was a reliable and intelligent commander.
That sort of warrior received the people's trust but not their fanatic support.
"And this is General Dexel's daughter, Louise. She was already working as our head maid, so I will be leaving my adorable son with her."
A woman in a dark red maid uniform stepped forward from diagonally behind the queen.
"I am Louise. My apologies for the other day. I look forward to serving you."
She was the intellectual woman who had come to inform him he would be knighted as a part of the queen's coronation ceremony. She grabbed her skirt and elegantly curtsied without smiling.
Today's scenario had apparently already been planned back then.
And the master in the carriage must have been Gloriana.
"Dexel will look after you in public and Louise will look after you in private. Please learn how to behave appropriately for a royal."
Felix's surprise had already reached the saturation point, so even with the queen's kind words, he could only stand there like he had been struck by lightning.
"Your Majesty, it is about time for your audience with the foreign ambassadors."
"Oh, right. Honestly, I really shouldn't have become queen. I'm far too busy day in and day out."
After a secretary whispered to her, the queen complained and gave her stepson a kind look.
"I have business to take care of, but we can at least have dinner together to deepen our bonds."
Felix was guided from the audience chamber by General Dexel and his daughter Louise.
"Her Majesty the Queen will now enter."
After that introduction, Felix's new stepmother entered the room.
Gloriana had changed out of her ceremonial clothes and now wore a private silk dress dyed black.
The outfit had gilded edges and left her round shoulders boldly exposed. In her golden hair and on her chest were a hair decoration and a brooch glittering with large jewels. She looked ready to attend an evening party.
Despite the gorgeous outfit, she did not seem to be showing off. In fact, it looked entirely natural on her. That may have been a testament to her upbringing.
"Did I leave you waiting long?"
"No…"
Felix had changed from his ceremonial armor to a simple knight's outfit. He had been politely standing to greet her, but he had been so charmed by the overwhelming beauty of her gorgeous outfit that he had forgotten to blink.
This was likely a room the royals used for private chats. The furnishings were superb, but it was also a comfortable room.
The queen was busy so soon after her coronation and Felix was just as busy after being named crown prince. Evening had arrived in no time as his bodyguard and maid had taught him the basics of being a royal.
He considered pulling the chair out for her as standard etiquette when dining with a lady, but a maid filled the role for him.
Gloriana had claimed the two of them were eating alone, so the royals must not have counted servants.
"Please sit."
Once he received the queen's permission, Felix obediently sat across the rosewood table from her even as he felt it was inappropriate of him to do so.
His heartrate had noticeably risen.
And that was due to more than his new situation or his confusion when faced by such a noble woman.
From up close, the queen was beautiful enough for him to fall in love. Her perfect features struck a balance between beauty and sensual charm.
As the target of the people's respect, affection, and loyalty, she had appeared tidy and mature in the sunlight, but his impression of her changed slightly under the curtain of night. Her kind and beautiful face was still shaped the same, but something was distinctly different.
Her sexual allure had grown.
Her black dress could not hide it. She was overflowing with the thick pheromones of a mature woman.
Knight Leader Ursula had a dignified beauty and Royal Maid Louise had an intellectual beauty, but Gloriana's beauty was on an entirely different level.
When King Logenheid had decided he wanted her as his queen, his brother Hilmedes had reportedly opposed the idea because she was "too beautiful." He had feared her beauty would lead to the fall of the kingdom. Felix did not know if that story was true, but he understood why Hilmedes would have been concerned.
He grew embarrassed looking at her face, so he lowered his gaze. When he naturally found himself looking at her chest, he gasped and thought his eyes would pop out of his head.
The dress's chest was kept boldly open, exposing the lovely curves of her cleavage. The two large and soft-looking white mounds of flesh and fat looked on the verge of popping out of the dress.
"Hm? Is something worrying you? No need to hold back. You can tell me anything."
Trying to relax the boy who had stiffened from tension, the queen smiled his way even though her exposed chest was the problem.
Feeling it was not his place to look upon her imperial countenance and feeling it would be rude to stare at her cleavage, the boy tried to find somewhere to look as he asked the question he had prepared in advance.
"I understand that I will be living in the royal palace as the crown prince. But, um, could I return home briefly? I, uh, would like gather my things…"
Of course, his ulterior motive was a desire to see Ursula. While the talk about possibly having sex was a part of it, he mostly just wanted to ask her advice.
"But starting today, the royal palace is your home. I don't want you getting strangely homesick, so I forbid you from visiting the Gilbert residence. If you need something, just tell Louise. She will prepare everything."
She had probably expected that request and her answer showed no room for compromise.
His dream of having his virginity taken by the woman he looked up to had entered within arm's reach, but now it was smashed to smithereens.
"More importantly, what do you think of these girls?"
To cheer up her depressed-looking son, the queen gestured toward the three maids standing alongside her.
Their clothes were a little different from the normal royal palace maids.
The white maid cap, white apron, and black dress were all normal, but the dress's chest was left wide open, the sleeves were short, and the skirt was a flared miniskirt. They wore the white apron on top of that.
They wore white knee-sock tights on their boldly exposed legs. With the liberal usage of frills and ribbons, they looked far too cute and sexy to be laborers.
"I handpicked these girls to be your personal maids. Louise, introduce them."
"Yes, Your Majesty. Now, let me begin. I, Louise Kriemhild, serve as the head maid."
Louise stepped forward in her much less revealing red dress with a long skirt. She then introduced the three maids in the more revealing black dresses with miniskirts.
"The one on your right is Carol. She is Prime Minister Canberra's granddaughter."
"N-nice to meet you…"
The girl awkwardly but politely greeted Felix. She was a head shorter than him and still looked like a small child.
She had blonde hair, blue eyes, and marshmallow cheeks that made Felix want to poke them.
Her fluffy, curly hair was tied back in a braid that had clearly been lovingly made by her mother or a maid. She had almost certainly been surrounded by plenty of love from the moment she was born.
She had acted as Queen Gloriana's helper during the coronation and her adorable form had delighted the eyes of the kingdom's people.
She seemed confused by the sudden change of environment, so her large blue eyes were damp and her tension was palpable.
"Nice to meet you too."
"Oh, yes. …I'll do my best."
Her cheeks reddened and she gave a full-faced smile.
It was an angelic smile. Everyone around her narrowed their eyes as she stimulated their desire to protect her.
"To continue, the one in the center is Sasha. She is the daughter of a forest noble."
She was the oldest of the three. She was in her late teens and she had grown quite well. She was tall and slim, but her breasts were large for her age.
Her pale chestnut hair reached her waist. Her skin was an almost transparent white, her eyes were a pale brown, and her entire body seemed pale overall.
She was definitely beautiful, but Felix recognized her relaxed expression that seemed to have a screw loose.
She was the one who had held his face in her breasts the other day.
"Eh heh heh. Nice to see you again♪"
She had apparently not left the best impression on the boy because his cheeks stiffened when she greeted him with a look of meaningless delight.
"The last one is Magali. She is the daughter of Muslan, a merchant with the royal family's favor."
Felix was familiar with the name Muslan. That great merchant represented the Ishtar Kingdom.
"I'm Magali! I will do my very best to take care of you!"
The girl who cheerfully and loudly introduced herself was about Felix's age. Her red hair was tied back in a ponytail.
She was short and she had a bit of a baby face, but her most noticeable features were the large, soft-looking breasts that reminded Felix of freshly-cooked steamed buns. Her skin was a little tanned and she had some flesh on her bones. Her body was blessed with plenty of curves and she had the nicest build of the three.
"Well? What do you think of the girls I chose for you? Do you like them?"
"Y-yes…"
Felix was confused, but Gloriana moved on regardless.
"Work hard, you three."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Carol answered awkwardly, Sasha softly, and Magali energetically for three different responses
"Now, let us eat."
The lovely queen rang the bell and the maids carried food in from another room.
"I thought a young boy must like meat, so I had plenty of meat dishes prepared."
Plates gorgeously decorated with gold held a lamb roast.
The queen picked up a silver fork and knife engraved with intricate patterns and began eating with impeccable etiquette, but Felix did not.
He could not comment on the flavor of the food, but the dinnerware alone had to have cost a fortune.
Gloriana had been surrounded by luxury her entire life and did not even think of it as luxury, so this was a part of her everyday life. Felix however saw it all as unbelievably fancy.
When a master invited a retainer for dinner in the Ishtar Kingdom, it was customary to gift the guest with the dinnerware used. These plates and cutlery made Felix want to take it back with him as a new family heirloom. He could hardly think about eating.
"What's the matter? Do you not like meat?"
"Someone as unrefined as me could never use dinnerware like this."
"Heh heh. Fine then. Hand that over here."
The stepmother took her stepson's plate, used her own fork and knife to cut up the meat, and handed it back.
"I will only do this today. Learn your table manners starting tomorrow."
Felix shrank down and Gloriana smiled sweetly with her lips glistening from grease.
This meat had been cut with the fork and knife the queen had already used, so Felix wondered if eating it would qualify as an indirect kiss. However, he could hardly refuse to eat it now, so he built his resolve and stuffed the meat in his mouth.
This was his first time experiencing meat that seemed to melt juicily in his mouth, so he barely felt like he had eaten anything at all. It almost seemed to vanish the instant he placed it in his mouth.
He had not felt hungry due to his anxiety, but he could eat as much of this as needed.
Seeing him eating, the queen narrowed her eyes and spoke.
"I always wanted a son like you. I was never blessed with a precious child, but I must thank god and that man that I was left with you."
"…"
Felix did not know how to respond.
"I did not know about you until very recently. That man did not tell me about you until just before he died. In fact, everyone in the palace made sure it was the greatest secret and that word of it would never reach my ears."
It was not uncommon for a legitimate wife or heir to loath and kill an illegitimate child, so it was only natural that the king and his retainers would be concerned.
"How very rude. Did they think I was a cold, heartless woman who would capture you and devour you?"
She expressed her anger by stabbing a piece of meat with her silver fork.
Rather than go mad with jealousy and foolishly attempt to kill the illegitimate child, she had generously intended to make him a retainer so he could build up a powerful family.
As they ate, the queen asked a variety of questions and the meek boy did his best to answer. Before long, they had finished the dinner that seemed modest to the new reigning queen and luxurious to the new crown prince.
"It would seem you enjoyed your meal. I did as well. Make sure to praise the cook."
After instructing the maids to pass on her words of appreciation, the queen stood up.
Their chat shifted to large sofas on either side of a low table.
Having imbibed a fair amount of alcohol, the queen relaxed in a sofa so comfortable it looked like her hips would sink down inside it.
When she stretched a little, the bottom of her dress shifted out of place. Her plump legs and the black stockings around them were exposed to halfway up the thigh. The stockings apparently ended at about that point because Felix glimpsed some white skin above.
Louise set two cups down on the table. One was a red wine for the queen and the other was cold water flavored with fruit for the crown prince.
The other three maids cleared away the dinner.
"That is enough for all of you. I would like to have a private talk with the crown prince. Please leave for the moment."
"…Understood."
Louise briefly looked like she wanted to say something, but she held her tongue and left the room with the other three maids.
Felix was now alone in the room with the queen.
The beautiful woman's presence was overwhelming enough as it was, but this only increased it.
"Now that no one is around to see us, allow me to get more comfortable."
The queen placed her stocking-covered legs on the sofa and lay on her side as if showing off her body.
From this close, Felix was able to imagine every line of her body through her black dress. He did not know if it was the difference between a woman in her twenties and one in her thirties or if it was the difference between a knight and a queen, but this woman's body was made very differently from Ursula's.
Ursula's body had been sharply beautiful. While she had large breasts and hips, her body had been thoroughly trained.
Gloriana, on the other hand, lacked that toughness. She had voluptuous breasts, a plump butt, and plump thighs. They all had the unique softness of a fully-grown woman.
"Come over here."
The boy was shocked by her defenselessness, but the fairly drunk queen asked him to move to her sofa.
"No, um… I couldn't."
"Just come over here. I want to speak in private."
The prince had his doubts, but he could not disobey the queen. Tense with anxiety, he stood up and sat down so far on the end of the gorgeous woman's sofa that he was about to slip right off.
"Eh heh heh. You're going to fall off if you sit so far on the edge. I do not mind, so come over here."
"No, um… I couldn't."
"There is no need to hold back."
White arms suddenly wrapped around the boy's neck.
"Wah!"
Felix's left shoulder was enveloped by soft masses of flesh. In other words, it was buried in the queen's cleavage.
Before he could recover from the shock, she pulled him in close.
The next thing he knew, the innocent boy was wrapped in the brilliant beauty's arms.
He was sitting on her lap, not the sofa.
The stunning queen held him tight from behind like a girl lovingly holding a giant stuffed animal. In fact, she even wrapped her legs around his waist.
It was such a daring pose that one would never expect of such a refined queen. Her black skirt shifted out of the way, exposing her dazzlingly white thighs.
The soft sensation on his back had to be her massive breasts. He had been given the most luxurious seat imaginable.
Confused and surprised, Felix tried to escape, but he could not act too roughly since she was both the queen and his stepmother.
"U-um, please let go."
"No. I must show my motherly love, so stay still for a bit."
Felix could not escape once she said that. And then she suddenly pressed her lips against his right cheek.
"Eh heh heh. You're so warm."
The boy was dumbfounded into obedience, so the queen whispered in his ear and held him tight as if enjoying her stepson's warmth.
He was not sure if it was lily flowers or musk, but the knight apprentice boy was surrounded by an aroma more refined than anything he had ever smelled before.
He knew this could not be her natural scent. After being covered in aromatic oils on a daily basis, her soft and carefully-maintained skin gave off the sensual aroma of perfume.
He nearly fell into a daze, but his diligent personality forced him to retain his senses and he hesitantly looked behind him.
"Wh-what…w-w-was it you wanted to discuss in private?"
His eyes met her amethyst ones.
From this close, her face was unbelievably pretty.
Not only were her features perfectly formed, but her makeup was equally perfectly applied. Each one of the large jewels in her hair decoration and earrings could likely buy a small castle, yet those luxurious items looked perfect on her.
"Eh heh heh. You sure are impatient. In that case, turn this way."
"No, um…"
Faced by her stunning beauty, the boy blushed and his eyes wandered.
Gloriana could not help but smile at how cute the embarrassed boy was and this time she kissed his left cheek.
"Ah…"
"This is an incredibly important discussion, so look me in the eye as we speak."
Entranced by the lovely queen, the boy naturally turned his body around.
He was now facing her with his legs on either side of her waist.
Felix was ruled by the ethics of chivalry, so he was not the type to act this way toward any woman, not just the queen.
But he found himself unable to disobey her. Being raised without a mother may have left him with a weakness for older women. He had thought he obeyed Ursula and Louise because they frightened him, but it was Gloriana's beauty that kept him from disobeying.
Her exposed cleavage sat right in front of the boy's eyes.
Her white lustrous skin swelled up in two hills and they looked amazingly soft. If he had not been consciously holding himself back, he would have buried his face in them.
Also, this position pressed the boy's penis against the woman's lower stomach.
Just because he could not disobey her did not mean he felt no embarrassment. He was incredibly embarrassed.
His face reddened out to the ears and the queen held his cheeks between her hands. They were looking each other directly in the eye and he could not escape her gaze.
Felix had been charmed by the queen's beauty, but it seemed Gloriana had also been charmed by the crown prince.
"Oh, what am I supposed to do about this? You're just too cute. I can't believe my son is so cute."
The confused queen rained kisses down on the crown prince's face.
Kisses reached his lips, eyelids, nose, forehead, and everywhere else.
He felt like his face was coated in her saliva. It was all so unexpected that his brain numbed over as her lips moved all over him. He almost thought she was going to eat him and it felt so wonderful that he kind of hoped she would.
Once she finally calmed down a little, her sensual red lips slowly opened and closed a few times.
"I will only reign as queen for a short time. The throne will be given to you in the near future."
"Y-you can't mean that!"
That had been predictable enough, but Felix had not predicted it in the slightest. He tried to stand up in shock, but he found he could not.
Gloriana had wrapped her arms around the back of his head and he started suffocating in her ample bosom.
Sasha had buried his face in her breasts too, but she had been wearing her maid uniform. Gloriana's outfit left her chest open, so he felt her flesh directly on his cheeks.
"I always wanted a child, so I am unbelievably happy to have a son like you."
She lovingly embraced Felix like an affectionate mother holding her young child.
The boy had trouble breathing with his face buried in that soft pudding.
He flailed his limbs while desperately trying to get some air. The little oxygen he did receive contained an ample serving of her soft skin's scent.
She seemed too beautiful to sweat, but he did detect a sweet sweaty aroma.
Naturally, the queen had no intention of suffocating her precious successor, so she released him just before he passed out.
"Pant, pant, pant…"
The queen watched lovingly on as he gasped for breath, desperate for fresh air.
He had escaped the hell of suffocation, but he was not entirely free. He sat on the queen's lap, his legs were around her waist, his crotch was pressed against her lower stomach, and her breasts were still pressed against his cheeks.
The double-punch of the shocking confession and the shocking experience had completely numbed his brain and he did not have it in him to resist anymore.
"Felix, I have a request. Will you let me pretend to be your mother for a moment?"
"I suppose…"
He was confused, but he agreed.
"Call me 'mama'."
"…I couldn't."
Raised without a mother, Felix had never called anyone "mama".
"You won't call your stepmother 'mama'? Well, they do say blood is thicker than water. It's sad, but I suppose that is reality."
The lovely woman gave an exaggerated look of sadness and began to sob.
"Please don't cry."
The pure boy was easily fooled by the woman's blatantly fake tears.
"Then please call me 'mama'."
She held him tight, brought her face in close enough that their noses nearly touched, and stared at him with her damp eyes.
He could not escape and they simply stared at each other for a while.
It was true this woman was going to be his mother, so his half-numbed brain concluded that it would be accurate to refer to her as such.
"Ma…ma…"
"Oh, I'm so happy."
The bewitching woman gave an exaggerated look of joy, embraced him, and buried his face in her ample bosom once more.
He again felt her meltingly soft flesh cover his entire face.
No matter what he might say, those voluptuous breasts felt wonderful on his face. He enjoyed the sensation in a daze.
"Th-then…"
As the boy lost himself in the feel of her breasts, his stepmother whispered sweetly in his ear.
"Could you suck my breasts? You won't get any milk of course, but I've always dreamed of breastfeeding a child."
Even in his daze, that seemed like a little much to him, but she held him tight to console him.
"You are my child. It's only natural for a mother to breastfeed her child."
Despite the boy's confusion, his bewitching stepmother pulled down the chest of her dress.
She revealed two large breasts that seemed to have been made from condensed milk. They were still breasts, but they looked entirely different from Ursula's.
The female knight's breasts had possessed a certain energy, but the queen's looked incredibly soft. The lumps of flesh trembled slightly, the nipples at the top were a pale pink, and the areolae were large.
They had a milky scent, but that was because Gloriana washed her entire body in donkey milk. The skin polished by that highest quality milk was far more elastic than her age would suggest.
"Now, drink your mama's milk."
The queen may have had too sheltered an upbringing and refusing her here could embarrass her, so Felix felt conflicted when faced with those far too beautiful breasts.
He would have been lying if he had said he did not want to suck them.
The more he looked at them, the more artistic they seemed. The term "milk tank" fit them perfectly. They seemed so full that he found it hard to believe no milk would come out. He even thought they might melt in his mouth like the meat from dinner.
Drawn in by that incredibly delicious-looking flesh, Felix's face inched closer.
"Ahn."
The queen let out a sweet cry.
Her nipple was shaking around, so the boy subconsciously reached out his hands to hold it in place. The breast was just as soft as it looked.
"Here I go."
With his face beet red, the son politely announced his intentions and the motherly sweetly nodded.
"Go right ahead. A mother's breasts are meant for her darling little boy."
The nipple looked like a pale cherry blossom adorning the peak of the soft flesh in his hands. He put it in his mouth, areola and all.
"Ahh… How wonderful."
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Gloriana closed her eyes in a trance as she watched the innocent boy sucking on her nipple like he still yearned for his mother's milk.
"Suck harder. Drink my milk."
They both knew none was forthcoming, but he sucked harder anyway.
She lost herself in the fundamental womanly joy of breastfeeding a child.
The nipple noticeably grew inside his mouth. Perhaps it was an instinct for a boy past young childhood, but his saliva-covered tongue licked all over her nipple.
He felt guilt in his pure heart and his reason shouted that he should not be doing this, but he could hardly resist with such a tender nipple in his mouth.
They were facing each other and the prince's crotch was pressed against the queen's lower stomach, so she could feel him growing more and more erect.
Awakening to his male instincts, the boy subconsciously pressed and rubbed himself against her. When the queen noticed, her moans and demands grew even harsher.
"Suck even harder. Ahh, and bite it."
Even if the queen had asked him, he felt it would be wrong to bite her nipple.
But he could not disobey her. He hesitantly bit down with his front teeth and felt a surprisingly hard sensation.
"Ahh, harder… Bite it. Bite down."
The queen had not liked his halfhearted love bite. The way the half-crazed woman exposed her white throat and moaned was incredibly erotic.
Felix nearly suffocated as she pressed his head into her breast, so he bit down in his confusion.
"Eeeeeee!"
The queen gave a shrill shriek, her lovely body convulsed for a moment, and she released the boy's head.
The boy had no idea what had just happened, but the queen had climaxed from her stepson and successor sucking her breast.
"Pant, pant. So this is the joy of motherhood."
Felix did not have it in him to protest Gloriana's emotional comment. He was overwhelmed by her sensual form.
"I feel like we're closer to being a real mother and child now."
But the boy only received a short break.
Gloriana's hand suddenly raced down to his lower stomach. He tried to escape when he realized what she was doing, but he was sitting on her lap on the unstable sofa. There was little he could do to resist.
He almost looked like a pure maiden attempting to resist a battle-hardened old man. His pants and underwear were pulled down in no time at all and the queen grabbed his rock-hard penis.
"My, what a naughty young boy you are."
"S-sorry…"
The boy was nearly in tears as she laid him face-up on the sofa and started gently stroking his penis as precum flowed from the tip.
"I'm relieved. It would be a real problem if my one and only son were impotent."
The mother found her son far too cute as his boyish purity made him feel guilty about the pleasure, so she lovingly played with him in her hand.
When a grown woman held a young penis in her hand, she may have had a natural desire to peel back the foreskin. Just as Ursula had done, Gloriana's slender hand lovingly pulled back that skin.
"Ahh…"
Even the sensation of the air was too much for that sensitive head, so the boy trembled pitifully as it was exposed.
But the lewd queen was not about to show mercy. Her amethyst eyes glittered brightly as she fully exposed that writhing treasured object.
The trembling head was dyed so red it looked like it was made of blood.
"Ahh, what a lovely cock. You've never used it have you?"
"N…o…"
"As a royal, it is your duty to sire many children. Especially in your case. If you don't leave behind any children, the Ishtar Kingdom's royal family will die out. This cock needs to penetrate a great many girls. And then show me a great many grandchildren."
"A great many?"
With his weak point exposed, the boy could only breathe warm breaths and he lacked the willpower needed to resist.
The mature widow licked her lips seductively as she looked down at the boy who was hers to do with as she pleased.
"In this age of war, nothing is more trustworthy than bloodline. The more children the better."
She whispered sweetly as her soft, delicate hand stroked his erect penis.
"But not with me. We may not be blood related, but we are mother and child."
"…Of course. But…I can't bear much more of this."
The boy had never masturbated before, so he did not know what was happening to his body. The night before, he had experienced tremendous pleasure when he had climaxed in Ursula's hand, but now he was trapped in the maddening world just before that peak. His face was flushed beet red and he almost seemed drunk. In fact, he may have been drunk on the queen's charm.
His penis was smaller than a grown man's, but it was as erect as could be and precum flowed from it so quickly he seemed to be wetting himself.
The widow had not experienced a man in over a year by this point, so she gulped at having this lively cock in her hand.
She knew more than him that teasing him a little more would cause a great eruption of hot liquid.
"Eh heh heh. I'm glad you're attracted to this old woman's body. Tonight is an exception, okay?"
With a lustful look on her face, the queen lifted her dress. She exposed her plump legs wrapped in black stockings. Her panties were black too.
They were a high-class piece of peony openwork lingerie. The openwork portion gave a view of her golden pubic hair which only increased its sense of luxury.
The queen looked too horny to resist as she reached both hands toward the panties she wore over her garter belt, but then she stopped.
She gave a painful frown and agonized over the decision while pulling up the panties. The crotch portion pressed against her hidden slit. The silk material twisted, her golden hair spilled out from either side, and a stain grew and grew as liquid seeped out from within.
"Ahhh… No, we mustn't. We are mother and child starting today."
Despite the lust in her eyes, the queen still had a hint of reason remaining.
She climbed on top of the boy without removing her panties.
She placed the erect penis between her legs and squeezed her inner thighs around it.
Only a single nearly transparent piece of silk existed between the queen's sex organ and the prince's sex organ. And that silk was soaked with love juices from within and precum from without.
The queen pressed the prince's face into her chest and rolled onto her side.
Felix clung to the queen as he tried to endure this unique pleasure which was different again from a hand.
"Now, my adorable little boy. There is no need to hold back. Use your hips."
The queen's hands gently stroked the boy's hips.
"P-please…s-stop that."
"It's fine, it's fine. There is nothing wrong with giving into the pleasures of the flesh."
The look of agony on the boy's face stimulated the woman's sadistic side.
She could resist no longer, so she started moving her own hips.
With her plump, elastic thighs surrounding the shaft, she rubbed the tip with that smooth, wet piece of silk.
She rubbed her sweat and love juices over his rod that was already covered in precum, but the boy did not have it in him to think about those things.
He simply felt the pleasure. He was drowning in the sensation of the exposed head rubbing against her wet thighs. He clung to her body like a wild ape and thrust his hips like a madman.
"Eh heh heh."
While embracing the lovely boy who was now just a wild animal, the queen accepted it all with her breasts bouncing.
The boy may have lost all control of himself, but that was only because he was under this seductress's spell. The stepmother lovingly viewed the crazed look in her son's eyes.
The young penis danced about while releasing so much precum he seemed to be ejaculating already.
The queen would not have complained had the prince given into his male instincts, pulled down her panties, and jammed his hot arousal inside of her. In fact, she almost seemed to be waiting for the boy to do just that.
But that boy raised by the code of chivalry had a surprisingly reasonable personality.
He was filled with guilt for doing this to a woman, and his stepmother at that, so he was desperately holding back his ejaculation. And that boyish purity only further stimulated the grown woman's desire to protect him.
But her thighs felt so good that he could not make himself stop. As he intensely rubbed his penis against her, the dam finally broke.
"Wah, wah, wah, wah!"
The boy's final cry was followed by a hot liquid spraying across the woman's inner thighs and butt.
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"Nnnnn~~!"
The queen squeezed her thighs around the ejaculating penis.
As the lewd lady's lower body thoroughly enjoyed the ejaculation that never seemed to end, she let out an intoxicated sigh.
"Oh, dear. You made quite a mess, didn't you?"
She teased him and peered down to find Felix sleeping with his face buried in her soft breasts.
"Oh, you fell asleep. I suppose you were exhausted after everything that happened today. Good night, my adorable little boy."
She gently kissed her son's forehead.
A virgin girl may have been satisfied with that.
But for a sexually frustrated widow who knew the pleasures of a man, this was far too cruel.
Before her eyes were a lovely boy who resembled her late husband and the boy's lively cock. Not only that, but her lower body was covered in all the hot semen that had burst forth from that organ.
"He's even cute while he sleeps."
As she watched the boy's angelic face, her hands naturally reached down to her lower body.
"Oh, it's so warm. And so much of it."
The hot liquid covered both her plump inner thighs and her butt. It almost looked like she had wet herself.
She scooped some up on her fingers and held it in front of her eyes.
"A-amazing. It smells wonderful. Just like a chestnut flower. Ahhh~."
Her nostrils were filled with a male scent she had nearly forgotten. She hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out her tongue and licked her wet fingertip.
"Ahh, delicious… Such a strong flavor."
It was not so much her sense of taste than it was her instincts as a woman that desired it. She wanted to lick each finger clean, but her pride as a queen stopped her.
It took all of her willpower, but she stopped at the one lick. Instead, she brought her semen covered hands to her breasts and rubbed the semen into them.
"Ahhh~."
The kingdom's people hailed her as a holy woman, but she started masturbating while rubbing her stepson's semen across her body.
A vulgar expression claimed a widow in her thirties could never keep her chastity. She would always remarry or otherwise find a new man to fuck.
Whether it was true or not, it was right on the money as far as Gloriana was concerned.
Her feminine body was crying out in its desire for a man, but her pride as a queen held her back.
Bound by those two conflicting desires, her body gave off intense pheromones.
As she watched over the sleeping face of the lovely boy who she wanted to but refused to violate, that supposedly pure lady guiltily masturbated like a madwoman.
It was said countless types of monsters lived in the royal palace. A boy who had dreamed of becoming a knight and looked up to the older girl next door had been captured by one such monster.