Rising from the surface of the water, the steam clung to the hair of mother and son, his mind deep in thought about their earlier conversation in the dungeon.
Inara the Goddess of Fertility. Someone who received an even shorter end of the stick than him. Renowned as the weakest Goddess and forgotten by everyone except that one author of the book his mother read in the palace library.
Glancing to his right at his mother’s face, the small mole under her left eye was breathtaking.
A virgin whore. Two words that contradicted each other yet that was what his father called Inara. His father’s ability to insult a Goddess sent a shiver down his spine.
“Mom, why was Inara grotesque?” He asked, breaking the silence of the bath.
Teresa sighed, letting her head rest on the edge of the stone pool. She looked up at the ceiling, her red eyes staring at the mold.
“The book compared her to a succubus and incubus. A mix of them both. She was a creature of both sexes, able to impregnate herself and bear children.”
Oh.
That was it? That was the reason she was considered grotesque? A futanari? What a fucking joke.
Scooping up some warm water, he splashed his face, his mind still searching for hints in her story. The Goddess had zero followers left and churches abandoned.
“Speaking of impregnation mom, do you know if it’s possible for shapeshifters to switch sexes and reproduce? You know, like what Bella and I tried out?”
Stifling the laugh, she covered her mouth. Her eyes crinkled with amusement and she cleared her throat.
“Yes why would it not be possible?”
He blinked. Then blinked again as he thought about sperm cell and egg cells. Two different sets of chromosomes that were needed for a baby.
“So does that mean if I shapeshift into a woman and have sex with a man I can have a baby? But how does that work with my sperm cells? Aren’t those useless when I’m a woman?” He asked, trying to wrap his head around the whole process.
Teresa tilted her head. What was her son talking about?
“Sperm cells? I do not know what those are, Ori. The fluid released during intercourse is simply called the essence. Both males and females have it regardless of the genitals.” She gave him a confused look.
The prince nearly choked on his own spit. Where was the biology book? He needed it. Now. Looking at his mother’s body, her boobs that were barely hidden in the water, he wanted to verify the information himself.
“Mom can I see your vagina?” The words came out before he could stop them.
A splash of water hit his face.
“Ori, that is very inappropriate to ask your mother.” Teresa shook her head, her cheeks flushed.
Well yes but magic was more important right now so he caressed her soft cheek with the back of his fingers. Slow and steady. Her face relaxed.
“Please mom. Bella is out on a scouting mission and I need to test out my theory as soon as possible,” he pleaded.
Teresa pursed her lips. She couldn’t deny the fact that she was curious about what her son could achieve. Her focus drifted to his other arm, the one with his determination burnt into the flesh. That was enough to convince her.
She stood up from the water, her nude body on full display for him and she sat at the edge of the stone pool.
Following her legs until she spread them, he swam to her, his eyes landing on the pink petals between her thighs.
His mother’s flower was beautiful. Plump and inviting, the lips slightly open, showing her inner flesh that glistened with her essence.
Reaching his hand out, he touched her and made her shiver. Her warmth and wetness coated his fingers and he explored her like a scientist, his thumb brushing against the small nub of her clit.
After a few strokes he pulled out his finger and licked it. Her eyes widened at his shamelessness.
It was warm and slightly sweet.
“Is this essence? It doesn’t taste any different from Bella’s,” he said, his tongue cleaning his finger.
His mother’s breath was a bit shaky and her cheeks were flushed.
“Ori. That is just my,” she turned her head away, “Womanly fluids. I believe the essence comes out when I climax.”
He nodded. That sounded reasonable. Moving his finger back to her core, he slid it inside her, feeling her tight walls. She was so warm.
“Mom, where do you feel pleasure the most?”
Teresa moaned.
“A bit higher—ah, there. Yes.”
His index finger brushed against the spot inside her and he watched her toes curl. The water rippled as she squirmed, her thighs squeezing his hand, tight, too tight.
Seeing her reaction, Orias’ member peeked out from the water but she needed to release his hand so that he could continue. But she shook her head, completely red.
So he pulled his hand out and then used both hands to spread her thighs, leaning forward he kissed her lower lips before licking the place he came from.
“Mhngh! Ori~ this isn’t appropriate.” She gasped.
Every lick of his warm tongue made her walls twitch and her legs tremble. She felt the heat building up in her core, the pleasure rising.
With his mouth still sucking on her, he mumbled, “You have to cum for me so I can get the essence.”
His mother let out a whimper and arched her back, her hands went down to the floor to support her.
The feeling of his tongue was too good and she came. Her essence flowed out of her and into his mouth.
He held the warm fluid in his mouth, tasting the sweetness of it as Teresa collapsed on the grey stone, breathing heavily.
A bit sweeter than before. A hint of mana? Maybe.
Swallowing the thick liquid, he patted his resting mother’s head.
“Thank you, mom. You taste better than I anticipated.”
She groaned and covered her face with her hands. Why did she allow this to happen?
“Are we done?” She asked.
He shook his head. Still hard as a rock, he stood up and showed her his dick. There was still one more test he needed to do. Looking at his mom’s wrist, the mana crystal appearing completely blue, he smiled.
“Shapeshift a dick and let me test if it’s really an essence and not cum.”
Her head lifted from her hands and she stared at the erection before her, the pink head glistening with pre-cum. Was it always so thick and large?
“Ori, isn’t this a waste of mana cores? Besides I haven’t shapeshifted since I left the palace...” she protested.
But he was determined. There was a strong feeling in his gut that this could be his key to unlocking the path to godhood. Or at least lessen the amount of assfucking he would endure.
“Come on mom. Show me what you can do with your shapeshifting. I promise I will stop once I get your essence.” He leaned closer and she backed away on the floor until her back hit the wall.
“Do you enjoy making your mother feel embarrassed, young man?” She pouted.
He kissed her nose. “Yes.”
The transformation was subtle, almost unnoticeable because she was an experienced shapeshifter. An appendage grew from her lower stomach just above her vagina. It was thick, veiny, and had a mushroom head.
Staring at her new dick, he grabbed it and she gasped.
It was hard and hot.
“This feels so weird...” she mumbled, her hands covering her face again.
With his right hand he stroked her, his left hand finding her pussy. He pushed a finger inside her womanhood as he jerked her manhood off slowly.
“Ori, I don’t think I can... ngh... handle this.” Teresa bit her lip, her mind in a daze.
Wet squelching noises filled the bathroom as he fingered her and stroked her dick. In between thrusts of his fingers, he brought her womanly juices to lube her shaft, making it easier to rub.
The room was humid and hot. The bathwater cooled, the two of them focused on their task, one eagerly pleasuring his mother. Her moans and whimpers were like music to his ears.
“Don't hold back mom. Your balls are bulging.”
Her eyes were wet, which she would absolutely be denying later. Her son was too cruel, toying with her in such a way.
Feeling the knot in her stomach tighten, she cried out and her shaft twitched, the essence spraying onto Orias’ face and chest. Her pussy clenched around his fingers as she came from both organs.
Licking the white fluid off his lips, he grinned triumphantly. As expected, the fluid was the same as her vaginal secretions. The sweet taste was mana.
Leaning down, he kissed her lips and whispered. “Thank you, mom.”
Getting up, he washed himself in the pool. His boner was hard to deal with but he needed to focus. The womb drawing, the essence, and red aura. All the pieces were falling into place.
With his hand on the door handle, he looked back at his mother, still on the floor, her breathing was ragged, her face was flushed, and her dick was limp.
The feeling of satisfaction he felt was indescribable.
“Please don’t tell your sister about this.” She said, her voice weak.
“I can’t lie to Bella about this, but I can tell her that you were very delicious.”
He chuckled and opened the door, leaving the bathroom and a small curse from his mother behind him. Sela was passing through the hall and stopped when she saw the prince.
“Prince, are you well? You look...flushed,” she asked, her eyes on his half naked body.
Perfect timing.