God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem

Chapter 387 Mommy's Back!

Ding~

[Request Completed: You have earned the God of Radiance Wisteria's appreciation and satisfaction] Continue reading stories on empire

[The God of Storms Synthia appreciates how you didn't take the easy way out by choosing Nina's waist ornament for the colour yellow]

[An anus that was both blue and violet, a vagina that had a purple outline, verdant eyes and skin that was green all over, ears that turned orange when shown in the sunlight, red blood linings that could be seen on the walls of her vagina, and finally a yellow tint of her urine...The God of Stars Noella is surprised by the number of variations of colours you found on Nina's body, especially the different shades of indigo and purple you found near her rear]

[The God of Harvest Ivanova thinks that the second heart you have created on Nina's body is quite beautiful and invites you to make one on her as well, when you reach the Heavens]

These slightly suspicious words from the Gods who were supposed to be pure and holy beings were what I heard in my ears, just as I was about to walk down the stairs of my house to make breakfast the very next day after completing Nina's request.

I had an image in my head that the Gods were beings that simply couldn't be touched because of how otherworldly they were. But after hearing all their comments, I wonder if they actually are any different from humans who have a lustful side to them as well.

[Humans were created with the images of Gods in mind, so you can say it's actually the opposite, and humans are actually more similar to the Gods than the other way around]

Evangeline's voice was heard as she revealed how human-like the Gods actually were.

[Also, you were right to say that the reason the men of any mortal world you exist in always seem to hate you is because of the constitution you were born with] Evangeline brought up the doubt I had for a long while and started explaining it.

[Like how a hyena fears a lion will come around and easily steal it's prey, while it can do nothing about it...All the men of the lower worlds can instinctively sense your destiny as the Incarnation of Lust and worry that you will steal the women of their families away, which is the reason they always unconsciously show negative emotions towards you that sometimes even go to the extremes]

So wait...The reason all the men I've met before have given me ugly stares when I've just met them and have made my life insufferable on several occasions is because they felt scared that I might snatch away their lover, wife, daughter, mother, sister or any other woman in their life?

[Yes, that's about the basic gist of it, since the destiny of the Incarnation of Lust always revolves around several women.]

Sigh...All my life I joked around saying that the reason men hated me is because they couldn't handle the fact that I was much more handsome and charming then them in comparison.

But who would've thought that would actually be the truth in one way or another.

Despised and having turned my life into hell, just because of their insecurity towards me...What a fucking joke.

[...]

I didn't get any response from Evangeline, as she suddenly went mute like she always does. But I could feel that she was sighing about the circumstances I was born into and was pitying me, unlike my so-called mother up there, who probably watched with glee when I got tormented in the past as a child, just because the ego of the men in my previous world couldn't handle me around.

Well, there's no use in bringing up that woman who doesn't deserve to be called an actual mother.

Compared to the woman who I call mother in this world, she's simply an insignificant part of my life who pops up in my mind whenever I think of anything that puts me off mood.

Speaking of my mother in this world, I wonder why she woke up so early to make breakfast when it's my turn to make our morning meal today.

Me and my mother actually had a fight a week ago about who was going to make the food in the household, as I wanted to make all the meals and let her rest. While she, on the other hand, wanted to do the same and didn't want me to bother with any chores so that I could live a carefree life where I was pampered by her all the time.

After a long argument that got so heated that I had no choice but to pound her in bed until she was forced to come to a compromise with me, we decided that we would cook for one another on alternate days.

She told me that it wasn't fair that I threatened to not stop fucking her pussy that was overflowing at that time if she didn't agree to what I said. But I didn't really take it to my mind since that was the only way I could think of changing her mind, since this mother of mine who seems so docile and sweet can be as stubborn as a as a donkey if she wants to.

Of course the cutest and most beautiful donkey in the world, since there's no way any old donkey can compare to my beloved mother's irresistible charm.

But now, even though it was my turn to cook breakfast, which was the reason I was going down to the kitchen right now after freshening up, I heard the sound of vegetables being washed and cut and also the sound of something boiling.

It was obvious that my mother decided to break the rules and cook on her own today for some reason. But I was by no means complaining, since breaking the rules in this household also came with a severe punishment inflicted by the other party.

And since my dick is still rock hard from seeing Nina piss herself all over last night, I thought of punishing her by making her spread her thick, brown legs wide on top of the dining table and fucking her right there until she makes a mess on the table, to tell her the rules in this household are not meant to be broken.

With an evil smile on my face, I raced down the stairs to have a taste of my mother's pussy rather than my breakfast first thing in the morning.

I also made sure to be quiet as possible since, just like a bunny who always ran away at the sight of danger, my mother also somehow seemed to notice when I wanted to play with her and always ran off in a fright, so that I didn't sink my fangs in her sultry body.

Even though I always manage to catch up to her since she wasn't really the fastest with those huge knockers on her chest and later play with her so much that she won't be able to run away with how weak her legs become, I still prefer catching the little bunny in my house without any warning, since the look of surprise and bashfulness I see in her face every time I do so is something that I just can't ignore.

The moment I quietly walked into the kitchen, I saw my mother at the counter. She seemed to be cutting some vegetables, so only her curvaceous back, which was covered by a layer of clothes, was facing me.

Speaking of clothes, she seemed to be wearing a different set of clothes than the long hanging dresses she usually wore. There was also something about her that seemed different, which I couldn't put a finger over.

But my mind was completely clouded by the sight of my mother's fat butt sticking out of the blue jeans she was wearing, so I didn't really think about it too much, thinking that there really was no else that had such a big booty other than my mother, and I walked closer to observe her package.

Once I was right behind her and saw her wiggling around her ass as she cut the vegetables into tiny pieces, I decided to give her little surprise, while she hadn't noticed my presence at all.

"Good morning, mom~" I whispered into her ear, which made her jump since she didn't sense anyone behind her and was caught off guard. "It seems like someone needs a punishment early in the morning for not following the rules we made together."

Before my mother could turn around and see who was behind her, I raised my hands all the way up to get the most momentum possible and swung them down at just the right speed to slap my mother's thick bootycheeks.

Pa!~

"Hyaaa!?~"

A loud sound as if a shotgun had been fired was heard when my hand landed on her asscheeks and along with that ear-piercing sound of a pound of fat being slapped around, my mother also let out a yelp and jumped in fright at the burning sensation that was coming from her rear.

I noticed that my mother's voice sounded a little strange, as she would usually let out a cute little yelp with all her heart when she got surprised like this. But this time it felt as though she was elagantly controlling her voice even though her ass stung so much at the moment, like a disciplined woman who was trying to keep her classy image even in the face of distress.

But once again, I ignored the obvious signs that something wasn't right since I was too enthralled by the sight of my mother's butt sending waves from one cheek to another from the slap that seemed to have created a wavepool on her ass.

Well, that was until I suddenly heard a voice of shock, which immediately made me realise that something was wrong here...