"It's okay, son. Let me help you get rid of it," Velma told Ethan sincerely. Her mesmerizing eyes shimmered with motherly love and concern.
The boy gulped anxiously as his eyes flitted over the mature woman's alluring body. "What do you mean you'll help me get rid of it? What can YOU do?"
Was Velma hinting at incest with her son? Was that allowed in Promiscua? Even though Ethan knew she wasn't his mother, his social anxiety went into overdrive.
The woman was in her early thirties and had given birth thrice, yet she had the taut body of her twenties with room for curvy fat. Perhaps she was blessed with good genetics. An accurate conclusion would be that the human biology of Promiscua differed from Earth's.
Technically, Ethan wasn't her son. He had arrived in Promiscua through reincarnation from another world, which automatically made him unrelated to Velma. It was a pseudo-scientific fact!
This world's laws and cultural practices were likely to differ and might allow incest in some form. Moreover, the males were rare. In economics, the utility of a rare resource often trumped social norms and taboos.
Velma took a hand to Ethan's cheek and pinched it affectionately. She traced his lower lip with a thumb. "You're asking your mother what she can do? Oh, my little baby… I must protect you from danger. That is my responsibility!"
The boy raised an eyebrow. Danger related to erections? What was the milf talking about? Ethan scanned his memories for information but came out empty.
He realized that Velma's son, the former Ethan, had never been a curious child. He hated books and never showed interest in history or any other field of learning. Combined with his mother's sheltering practices, the boy had turned out quite ignorant.
"I don't know what you mean, Mom," Ethan said quizzically. "Please, can you explain?"
Velma ruffled her son's hair lovingly. "I'll explain everything, dear. Just promise me you won't be awkward or scared."
Ethan nodded but was afraid his mother was about to breach an act forbidden by society..
Velma looked into the fireplace for an elongated moment as if trying to recall a painful memory.
"You have the Asmodeus curse…" she said sorrowfully. With a sudden shift in tone, a tear escaped her right eye.
[Challenge: Discover your backstory]
The boy was taken aback by the change in mood. He raised his brows in surprise, more so because the system had issued another challenge. However, it was not a perverted one, as usual.
"What kind of curse is that, Mom? Why did I never hear of it before?"
Velma wiped her tears and looked at her son tenderly. "My baby knows nothing, does he? Since you were old enough to understand language, you never liked books but always enjoyed stories. Lie down in my lap, and I'll tell you one…"
Ethan put his head on Velma's lap gratefully. A fresh breeze of floral fragrances hit him, almost putting him to sleep. He looked up at the woman's enormous breasts teetering inches from his face. He was tempted to cop a feel or rub his nose into them. If only…
"In ancient days, believe it or not, males and females of all races were in equal numbers," Velma began. "Men used to be incredibly strong and formidable. They protected their wives, daughters, and communities from attacks by ogres, orcs, and other monsters."
Ethan nodded. Since he came from Earth, which had equitable gender demographics, it was not really a shock to him. However, a stable gender ratio was uncommon for the present Promiscua society.
"Then what happened?"
Velma's eyes reflected fear. "The most horrible kind of evil arrived in Promiscua. His name was Lucifer, but we called him the Chaste Devil."
The boy raised an eyebrow. The story's premise sounded pretty cliche. Lucifer, the Devil, rose from the shadows and spread chaos? Big deal!
"The Chaste Devil arrived from another world," Velma continued. "He was god-like in strength with unheard-of dark powers. His quest was the most heinous one. The Devil dictated that all intelligent beings must stop procreating at once. He offered them immortality in return as long as they accepted him as their god and worshiped him."
"How did the people react?" Ethan asked. He wished his mother would wrap up the story sooner and return to the topic of erections.
"The major races—humans, elves, werepeople, and witches rejected his offer," Velma said. "On the other hand, orcs, ogres, trolls, and other monsters accepted his supremacy. The Goblins, as is their nature, chose neither side and stayed neutral."
It was the first time Ethan had heard about the activities of other species. Velma had taken special care that her son never encountered species other than humankind while growing up. "Go on…"
"Well… All major races joined forces against Lucifer since the world's fate was at stake. If he granted immortality to monsters, it would overturn the balance of power. Malevolent monsters would run amok and destroy all intelligent species and their civilized nations."
"A chosen hero emerged from anonymity and led a war against the Chaste Devil and his followers. His name was Alaric the Well-endowed."
Ethan pursed his lips in boredom. Obviously, how would a legendary tale work without a chosen one? "Wow!" he exclaimed with light sarcasm. "How did it end? Did we win the war?"
Ethan felt his erection going down, which annoyed him. The constant up and down of his member without relief was a punishment.
"It was a massacre!" Velma exclaimed, shaking her head. "Our side lost a lot of soldiers. However, in the end, Alaric defeated the Chaste Devil."
Ethan shrugged. "That sounds like a happy ending. Can we come back to the subject of erections now? You said it was dangerous?"
His mother ignored the question and continued. "Unfortunately, that is not the end of the story, dear. The final battle between Alaric and Lucifer went on for weeks. After the latter fell, Alaric removed the villain's helm to declare his victory over him."
"Then he stabbed the Devil in the face?" Ethan asked, hoping it would end the story.
Velma shook her head. "To his utter shock, Alaric discovered that the Chaste Devil was actually an enchanting beauty unlike any he had ever seen. The hero was overcome by unbridled lust. He ripped her clothes and impregnated her!"
Ethan sat up bolt upright. What kind of weird backstory was this? Did the chosen one rape the dark lord?