'I am a grown man in my twenties, and I won't do this. Not today. Not ever,'
'I have already experienced enough humiliation, and I won't accept this.'
The child tried to deny it, but his mother's insistent gaze told him that she was serious.
'Oh, god. Why does she want to do this so badly?'
The child was at a loss for words. He had never imagined himself in such a situation, and he didn't know how to handle it.
'I mean, I have already transmigrated to a different world, and now my mother wants to feed me with her milk. This is...'
Nellas may be trying to deny his fate, but the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach told him otherwise.
A few seconds passed by and Nellas could feel the uncomfortable feeling in his stomach.
'Damn it. I need to...'
Nellas was not the kind of person who would give in to his primal urges, but in his current situation, he didn't have much of a choice.
