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"Huh…!!"

I can't think of anything.

Only the sensation that Athena brings dominates my mind.

The fabric in my mouth is soaked with my saliva, and the bedsheet is drenched in my sweat.

"Hera. Are you feeling good?"

I shook my head vigorously.

Then a tear welled up in my eye and trickled down my cheek.

Athena said that the sensation of another's mana flowing through the body is pleasure.

But I still can't take this feeling as something pleasant.

It's not pain.

It can't be called pain because nothing actually hurts.

But, even so, it feels like something I just can't endure.

It's as if my mind is slowly breaking down, and my body feels like it could burst from this dizzying sensation.

"Hmm… I guess it's not yet. Well, that's okay."

Athena left a gentle kiss on my forehead with a kind smile.

"There's still 20 minutes left."

Pressing—

"Huh?!?"

"Don't resist the feeling; try to accept it. It'll get better."

Press—

"Huh…!!"

Reflexively, my body twitched in response.

But my arms were bound, and Athena was sitting atop my lower half, preventing any movement.

So in the end, all I could do was shift my waist slightly, allowing the dizzying shock to flow through my entire body.

Press—

"Ugh…"

I bit down on the fabric again to stifle a scream as the shock ran through me.

My legs repeatedly tensed and relaxed, enough to crumple the bed sheet beneath me.

Athena made a slight sound, as if disappointed, and smacked her lips.

"This is nice too… but I'd like to hear your moans, Hera."

With that, she slowly removed the fabric from my mouth.

"You don't need to bite down on anything now. Instead, let me hear your moans freely, okay?"

As the fabric left my mouth and my lips naturally parted, a considerable amount of saliva began to trickle down my chin.

"Ha… Stop…"

"No. There's still time left."

With a flushed face,

Athena began pressing on my abdomen again, focusing even more.

"Ah…!! Oh…! Ugh…!!"

Press, press—

"Stop…!! My head… it feels strange!"

"It's okay. It's fine if you turn into a fool."

"Huh?! Ahh! Haa?!"

With the fabric gone from my mouth, coquettish sounds escaped my lips uncontrollably as I reacted to the shocks.

"Hah… I can't hold back…"

As if she couldn't wait any longer, Athena moved one hand from my abdomen to her own thigh.

Though my vision was blurring and I couldn't make out the surroundings, a faint sound of water came from somewhere.

Press—press—

"Huh?! Hah…! S-Stop?!"

"Hmm… Let me hear more, Hera."

"Huh… Ah… Ahh…?!"

'What…what is this…?'

Is my brain broken, or has my body gotten used to the shocks?

The sensation Athena is giving me… it feels a little different.

If it used to feel utterly repulsive, now it's as if…

there's a warm, tingling sensation somewhere deep inside.

It was an indescribable feeling. But if I had to put it into words—

Excitement. It felt like my body was starting to get excited.

"Wa…wait a second?! Ah?! This…this feels…weird..!"

"You're just now feeling it?"

Without stopping, Athena continued to press firmly against my lower abdomen.

The gradually changing sensations began to drive me even crazier.

This.

This was like…

What Athena mentioned before.

"Ah…ah?! F…feels good?!!"

It felt like pleasure.

It was agonizingly unbearable, but amidst it all, something thrilling continued to stimulate my body, heightening my excitement.

The unfamiliar sensation no longer felt unsettling. Instead, it seemed as though my body was craving it, stirring up my mind.

"Do you like it, Hera?"

"Huh?! Ah?!"

"The master is asking, Hera."

"Yes…yes…I…I like it?!"

Words I couldn't understand slipped from my mouth instinctively.

"Ah…I'm going crazy, really…!"

With a face that seemed as though she couldn't hold back any longer, Athena—

whispered in a soft voice near my ear.

"Since we're nearing the limit, I'll get a bit rough."

"Wha…what…?"

Alongside the strange, rapidly intensifying sound of water, Athena spread her palm fully and placed it on my stomach.

A posture distinctly different from the previous one where she only pressed with a single finger.

A foreboding sense began to overwhelm me.

"Wa…wait…"

But despite my protests,

Athena took a deep breath and pressed her palm firmly—

"….????!?!♡♡♡"

For a very brief moment, my eyes rolled back, my tongue lolled out, and I lost consciousness for a split second.

Even after regaining my senses, I had no idea what had happened.

A shock that transcended comprehension.

A massive wave unlike anything before crashed over my mind.

"Huh? Huh..? Wha…?"

All that came out of my mouth were incoherent sounds.

Blinking my trembling eyes multiple times, I tried to take in my surroundings, but—

my mind already seemed broken from the dizzying sensation.

Looking down, I saw my lower abdomen deeply pressed in the shape of her hand.

Following her hand up, I saw—

Athena's face, drenched in what looked like pleasure.

"I'm sorry, Hera. Just hold on for a minute. It'll be over by then."

Athena pressed her hand deeply once more.

After that, aside from the screams I let out,

I couldn't remember what had happened.

"Ahh?!"

"Hera… Hera… ah.."

"Ahh?! Ahhh!!!"

"Ah…it's coming…"

"Ahhh!!"

And so, in Athena's bedroom, the sound of unknown water and screams that could only be described as animalistic filled the room.

***

"..."

With lifeless eyes, I looked at them.

I couldn't accept the reality before me.

I was sure that wicked woman had cast some spell.

A mental enchantment on my mother.

So I stayed close to her all day, casting spells to purify her mind.

Healing spells to keep her mind clear and protection spells to guard against malicious curses.

And those spells…

It was still being kept intact by Mom's side.

If that woman had done something, magic would have activated to protect her.

Yet, Mom… beneath that wicked woman, was still groaning like a beast.

Crunch—

A bitter taste began to fill my mouth.

Mom… do you… like that…?

Being treated like an animal… do you like being tormented…?

So, the smile you never show me…

That happy smile… you give it to her…

She had fainted. My mother collapsed onto the bed, utterly powerless.

Then, the woman kissed my unconscious mother's body in various places, then lay down close beside her and wrapped her arms around her.

Is this the end?

Keeping the spell that erased my presence intact, I quietly returned to my room and slipped into bed.

Yesterday, I managed to sleep, albeit by force, but tonight, sleep seemed impossible.

The betrayal I felt from my mother was too overwhelming.

Yes.

I understand, Mom.

It seemed that I had no choice but to accept it now.

Her mother wasn't the warm, mature, and kind person she thought she knew.

She was nothing more than a beast, letting out pitiful cries.

"It's okay, Mom. I still love you."

Even if her mother wasn't the person she once knew.

It didn't matter.

Something so small wouldn't change her immense love.

No matter who her mother was, no matter what she had done, she would always stay by her side.

Human life is short, but—

If she fills her mother's body with her mana, she could live as long as her.

Her feelings toward her mother hadn't changed.

That was certain.

But her thoughts about her mother… perhaps those needed to change.

She wanted to be the kind, obedient daughter who listened well.

It seemed that her mother saw that side of her as lovely.

But she realized something this time.

If things kept going like this, someday, that wretched woman would steal her mother away.

What her mother truly wanted wasn't a sweet daughter—

But someone who would cruelly torment her.

It was simply a matter of changing herself to fit what her mother desired.

However, she still didn't understand humans well.

As a dragon without lust, she didn't know how to make a human scream coquettishly, wear a face drenched in pleasure, and stick out her tongue like her mother did just a moment ago.

It seemed she needed to study human sexual pleasure as quickly as possible.

No—

Maybe it would be better to learn about the pleasures of a beast.

"…Mom's fault."

It was all her mother's fault.

Her mother's fault for pretending to be mature in front of her when she was just a beast.

So, she would change too—

To match her mother's true self.

She would make it so that her mother couldn't live without her.

As her burning rage gradually subsided, she stayed up all night, steeling her resolve.

How much time had passed?

Creak—

"…!"

The sound of the door opening very quietly reached her ears.

Quickly, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Ugh… so tired…"

It was the voice of my beloved mother.

I heard her staggering footsteps approach, and soon, she lay down gently beside me.

"At least… you came home earlier than yesterday…"

She muttered to herself, sounding utterly exhausted.

Not long after, she fell asleep right away.

I slowly turned my head to look at her.

Her face, resting peacefully as she breathed softly in her sleep.

Just as beautiful as the first time I saw it. No, even more breathtaking now—enough to make my heart flutter.

'…Did she come to see me…?'

Mom had surely collapsed from exhaustion.

Yet, seeing her drag her weary steps here beside me, maybe she hadn't completely forgotten me after all.

Just moments ago, my burning anger vanished in an instant with that single act of hers.

A warm feeling filled my heart once again, touched by the care my mother still had for me.

"….So petty."

Quietly getting up from the bed, I approached my mom.

As I gently lifted her clothes, a pinkish mark was engraved beneath her pure white belly, and above it, the clear imprint of that woman's palm was left.

'Didn't mean to…'

It felt strange to see traces of someone else marked on my mom's body.

"Still… you came back to see me…"

Originally, I had intended to torment her ruthlessly.

To make her smile happily at me, until her laughter faded away.

But seeing her exhausted body, having come back to me once more…

It seemed like it would be okay to treat her a little more kindly.

'I'll just erase this handprint, Mom.'

"Sleep."

In case she might wake up,

I placed my hand on her head and cast a spell.

My blue mana gently wrapped around Mom's head.

After pulling back the blanket, I sat down on her lap.

Then, I saw her delicate belly.

I pressed down with my finger on the part where a pink mark was engraved..

Flinch-

Mother's body trembled slightly.

Feeling a strange emotion, I pressed her belly a few more times.

Flinch, flinch-

Mother's body trembled in response to my touch.

Seeing her shudder under my hand, an indescribable, dark sense of exhilaration began to rise within me.

I looked down at the bright red handprint on my mother's pale lower abdomen.

"..Just this.."

I'll only erase this handprint.

Well, it's more like covering it up than actually erasing it.

I placed both hands together over her lower abdomen.

If anyone saw me, they might mistake it for performing CPR.

As I pressed down with both hands—

"?!??!!?"

"Ah."

Um.

My body suddenly reacted.

Thud.

I jumped slightly.

Sitting on her thigh, I lost my balance and ended up collapsing sideways.

"I have no choice…"

I tied up my mother's wrists, ankles, and even her waist.

This way, she won't fall over like she did just now.

I climbed back onto her thighs.

With both hands, I pressed down on her stomach.

"Gasp?!"

Once again, my mother's waist arched upward.

However, it didn't jerk as strongly as before. This time, it only moved with a slight tremor.

"Yes. I can keep going."

With the intention of covering everything with my handprints,

I began pressing firmly on her stomach with both hands, repeatedly.

"Haaah…?! Nghh?"

She should be unconscious in her sleep. Could it be that the sounds escaping her mouth are instinctual?

Press, press—

"Heek??!… Haaah?!"

The mischievous sounds she only ever made for her resonated in my ears as well.

The sense of accomplishment as if I had gotten closer to my mother and the sense of betrayal that I had touched my sleeping mother's body filled my heart.

'More. Let me hear more, Mom.'

She tells me a lot of things that she's happy about.

"Crying? Oh my gosh?"

The mother's belly is dug in the shape of her hand.

For some reason, I felt like I was going to get addicted.

"Hehe…"

"What? What? What? What?"

"More… More…"

"Ugh?! Crying?!?"

After a few minutes like that.

"....♡♡"

"Hehe… I love you mom."

The image of a mother flinching with her tongue sticking out next to her.

As expected, my mom seemed to like this.

A bright red handprint was left on Mom's belly, and only then could I come down from her thigh.

"Huh?"

As I lay down beside her and stretched my leg, I felt a damp sensation.

Lifting the blanket, I noticed the sheets near Mom's leg were soaked.

'Why… is it wet..?'

Did Mom perhaps wet herself?

That was the only explanation that made sense.

If it had been someone else's urine, he would have burned it away in disgust without a second thought.

But if it was from her mother, she didn't mind it touching her at all.

Unbothered, she stretched her legs out over the damp spot and nestled into her mother's arms.

"You're so careless, Mom."

Still. I love you so, so much.